It was so uncomfortable to sit next to the lord - Dagon breathed slowly and long, and then turned his gaze for help to his parents not far away. Corona shrugged sympathetically, and Tomond pointed to the plate in front of him. The combination was about to endure and stuff his mouth with food.

The banquet hall of the Lord's Mansion was steaming hot, and the bonfire circled in the center was surrounded by thirty sloping grilled forks, and the tops were covered with seasonings and meat scented with an exciting fragrance. Around the hall, the twelve flags representing the great achievements of the Neil family were located on the left, and the surname flags of other families in the city - with more than forty sides - hung on the right. The "United Shield Flag" of the sturdy clan meeting was located opposite the rostrum. It combines the colors of five metals, gold, silver, copper, iron and tin, and is particularly easy to recognize.

Dagon squinted his eyes and looked on the right. The steel casting family did not have a flag, but the longbow and halberd flag representing the weapon master had one side, which should refer to Tomond. Then, he was attracted by the singer in the center of the hall. A Jiangu tribe with all beards pulled the sanstring zither and sang a song. Unfortunately, Lord Antoine on the left and Ambassador Coker on his right were praising toasts to each other, huh ha ha ha ha, and flew with saliva and beer over his head, causing him to hear what the singer was singing.

The banquet to welcome the representatives of the clan meeting has been going on for three hours. The meat on the baked fork must have been cooked and is calling Dagon to eat. He has always wanted to find a chance to slip away and join the joy of the guards, hunters and ordinary residents below, but this obviously doesn't work. Today his duty is to sit here and eat from beginning to end.

"Come on, Dagon Neil," Ambassador Coker, who was sitting on the right, squeezed over with his glass again, and shouted with a red face: "For the health of the elected king, let's have another drink!"

In order to recommend the health of the king, they had drunk at least seven cups. Dagon felt that Cock was just a greedy cup, and his mind could not think of other excuses, so he repeated it seven times. However, Dagon found that his alcohol content was really good. At least he felt sober at the moment, and he did not feel very excited or very tired as the legendary feeling. So he picked up the cup, and the dark red magma beer inside tasted the best in warm conditions. The dissipated aroma could pass through his throat, radiate through his mouth and nose, and then dissipated along his beard, providing a novel and refreshing experience. He responded to the toast, then clinked glasses and toasts, and Cock sat down with satisfaction for the time being, and shouted, "Fill me!"

Dagon burped, then smacked his lips, and he was still hungry. It has been three hours since he was not involved in the conversation that he couldn't understand, Dagon learned to stuff his mouth full of food and nodded in response. At this banquet, he ate many foods he had never seen before, and the quantity was quite good, but the same dish had been served for the fourth time, and probably there was no trick. Now, only the meat on the roasted fork attracted him the most.

How can I succeed? Dagon has used his eyes to hint at the servant who delivered the food several times, and even begged in his eyes, but no one helped him. Their job is to pour wine at the fastest speed, then change plates at a fixed pace, serve new dishes, and that's all. Their job is circular, just like the movement of a mana framework. How did this all start?

Dagon suddenly felt as if he had forgotten something, and he suspected that alcohol was finally working. So, just like a child was getting angry, he began to recall and swear not to be defeated by beer. Oh, everything started with Antoine's speech, mainly about welcoming representatives of the clan meeting, especially thanking them for sending a lot of food and wine. He seemed to hear someone saying below that the wine was actually tax owed by the Beer Town, but later he didn't hear what the man said, probably had been dragged out.

Then there was Kork's speech, and he almost talked about the history of the Neil family from beginning to end, as if very knowledgeable. At this time, Dagon understood why the first dish was a cold fish fillet. It was because the speech was too long-winded, and the hot dishes would be dragged into cold dishes. It would be better to serve the cold dishes directly to ensure the flavor. At that time, someone shouted about hunger below and asked Kork to say less. Antoine seemed to smile, and Kork shouted loudly, haha, Dagon heard all these. No matter what, I didn't say much later, especially the history of the past two or three generations, and I took a sentence or two.

Then everyone started drinking and eating. Dagon was not used to using forks, and knives and spoons were the tableware he was better at. Although he had only been a hunter for half a year, his dining style was no different from that of an old hunter. He used a knife to send whatever he cut out of a knife.

Everyone raised their glasses to bless the food during the meal, and then drank happily. The sufficient food made everyone very happy, and Dagon was no exception. According to the texture of the meat, he could identify those foods he had never seen before and frequently attacked them with a knife. Also, based on the texture of the meat, he could recognize which foods were brought back by the hunting team, and he felt proud. This was the triple satisfaction of the mouth, tongue, stomach and soul, and it was the most fulfilling day after Dagon was born.

Under the beard, the star helmet exposed his head, shot out his tongue and stuck it with the small piece of meat cut by Dagon, fished it into his mouth, and then retracted it behind his beard and ate slowly. This little guy was also very happy today, but it was limited to eating and drinking. It seemed that he didn't like the excitement, and paid more attention to hiding behind his beard than usual, so that he would not show his head without showing his head. Speaking of which, everything about Dagon is the same today. As long as he sits there and eats delicious food and drinks, it is enough to prove to the representatives of the clan meeting that there is such a Neil in Jian's ancient city.

"Dagon, you have a good alcohol tolerance." Antoine finally remembered him, turned her head and reached out to pat his shoulder. "You have had twenty drinks, right? Don't you feel your stomach bloated, are you so suffocating?"

"Hey, this young man has a good alcohol tolerance!" Cock gave a thumbs up on the other side: "Good... hiccup... he will live a good life in Seonnamelis, I can guarantee you..."

Dagon didn't know what to say, then Antoine patted him on the back twice and said, "Go, put it together first, and then entertain the guests below me. You see more and more people are drunk, don't let them hurt each other."

That's great, you can slip! Dagon understood completely, nodded to the people on both sides, and then slipped away like a loach. Cock seemed to want to hold Dagon and say something, but he was a little drunk and just slapped on the chair.

After a round, Dagon came to his parents' table with a clear goal. A guy opposite them was already sleeping on the table after getting drunk. He would definitely not mind moving to the side and giving up a place for Dagon. After sitting down, Dagon felt relieved and his appetite improved. He picked up a rib, broke it apart with both hands, and put it on the plate to enjoy it. The star helmet rarely showed his head and swayed his little paws to say hello to the steel cast couple.

"Are you full on it?" Corona glanced at the side, and when no one was paying attention, she forked half of the meat cutlet at lightning speed and stuffed it to Dagong's plate. "I think the soup before was good, and there were shrimps in it. I'll look for it for you."

"Mom, don't go, I'm full, now I just feel that I can't waste it." Dagon gave priority to cutting the meat chops and asked, "Does my performance over there look okay?"

"The performance is very calm and there is no problem at all." Mom said with a smile: "I feel very proud when I look down, and your dad is very proud, but he is embarrassed to say it."

"Just just sit and eat, what's there to praise?" Tormond winked at the back and said, "Your brother, Levanko is here."

Levanko Neil is the eldest son of Antoine and Ganlaota. He is twenty years older than Dagon and is currently the deputy commander of the guards. Compared with other Jiangu people, Levanko is a little thinner, but looks more capable. His beard is combed into three braids on his chest, and the rings on it show that he has already made a master in crossbow shooting and armor forging, which is an amazing achievement at this age.

The people in the Neil family were all black-haired and black-bearded, and Levanko was no exception. He approached from behind, then "invited" the people beside Dagon to change their positions, and then sat on the bench. It was obvious that he was here to look for Dagon.

"You broke my sister's nose bone." Levanke said in one go: "She was very sad. She covered her nose throughout the banquet and felt that she was not beautiful anymore. I saw her secretly wiped her tears twice."

Dagon pulled his beard and said sincerely: "I'm very sorry, my intention was not to hurt her, I just wanted to get my weapon back. Her injuries were indeed caused by my failure to stop."

"My sister, she didn't expect that the things she picked up at her house would be from outsiders," Levanko said. "It's obvious that someone wants to mess with our Neil's house, and you're being used."

"Yeah, that's the reason." Dagon nodded seriously, and glanced at the meat on the plate.

"As brother, I should vent my anger for my sister and find a reason to beat you. Although you were taught by the weapon master Mr. Steel Cast, I still have the confidence to beat you." Levanko said: "Before the banquet, I had already thought of the reason. Anyway, I would lead you out of the banquet venue and punch you in the stomach. Even if I hit a few strokes, I can eat all your meat today in vain. Are you afraid?"

"Not afraid." Dagon shook his head: "In order not to waste food, I can run away. I don't think you can catch up with me."

"Well. You can jump to the stalactite in Gushuixia, which is very good. I went to the scene to see it, and I don't think I can do it. After I came back, I asked someone to draw the distance and try it. It was only the fifth time that I barely succeeded. Therefore, your courage is indeed very strong, and your speed and jumping ability are better than mine. But I didn't eat much today, so I can pull back the gap in flexibility."

"Hiss...you...you are cheating." Dagon scratched his hair hard and asked, "Do you have to fight?"

Levanke shook his head and said, "Want another fight with you means I was taken advantage of once too. So, as long as I don't fight, I will beat you."

"Huh, it's okay if I don't hit. I'm going to do it first and punch you in the nose, so that I can invite you out and keep the food I finally ate in my stomach."
Chapter completed!