Adventurers have a very sensitive sense of smell. The spicy wine scent in the air is stronger than any kind of spirit they know. Just a little smell from afar made a few alcoholic guys feel tasty. They rarely drink alcohol, especially the spirits and priests, who even feel a little drunk!

In everyone's surprised eyes, the Oriental first put his mouth on the bottle and squeezed a small mouth, then wrinkled his face, as if it was painful and happy, "Uh~!" and the smell of alcohol that was squirting out, the seduced dwarfs and barbarians couldn't help but swallow their saliva in their throats.

Immediately afterwards, the Oriental people made an action that surprised everyone. They actually poured the bottle of crystal clear liquid, suspected to be the wine, on the pile of firewood piles piled up into hills. The spicy and strong aroma of wine made the barbarians and dwarves who had not tasted the smell of wine for a long time scream, "Ah!". Amid everyone's pity, the Oriental people took out a small thing from their shorts pockets that they had never seen before. A small emerald green bottle looked transparent, but it was not crystal-ground. It was only a flat bottle with a thumb-wide width. It was like a little transparent liquid.

"What is this?" While everyone was still confused, the Oriental people squatted down and pressed one end of the emerald green bottle a few times. A small flame immediately appeared, instantly igniting the firewood that was poured with the transparent liquid by him. The rising flames wrapped in the strong aroma of wine instantly burned into a pile of fire, as if a bucket of tinder oil was poured on the pile of firewood.

The members of the adventure team were stunned by the magical means of the Easterners and randomly guessed that the small green bottle might be some special alchemy item, using alchemy to achieve the effect of spells, so that a small thing can produce flames. This alchemy technique is not only unheard of in the untapped wild continent, but also in the Star Continent. The alchemy reagent that smells like some kind of liquor is even more magical and seems to be able to drink? If it is a liquor, it is unlikely. With the knowledge of elves and priests, I have never heard of that kind of liquor that can burn!

When the half-lag saw the fire being burned again, she didn't care too much surprise and hurriedly sorted out the barbecue rack on the fire. While barbecuing the meat, she was busy pulling out some of the burning firewood in the fire, and took it to the entrance of the cave to raise a pile of flames, and dried the wet firewood that was split into pieces by the dwarfs and barbarians to avoid the large amount of smoke generated when used in the cave. By the way, you can use the flame to scare away the winter wolves that may lurk around the cave to prevent them from rushing into the cave.

In addition to the elves holding their longbow in their hands, they sat on the entrance of the cave as sentinels, the members of the mercenary team attracted by the roasted east wolf meat and wolf bone soup that gradually drifted away, and the Adam's apple rolling on their throats showed that they were restraining themselves from reaching out to grab a piece of meat that had not yet been completely roasted. However, almost at the same time, the "gurgle" sound of "gurgle" made everyone stunned and laughed awkwardly.

"We half sheep have an old slang saying: 'Hunger can make people a demon, but hunger can make people see friendship clearly!' The guy who robs friends of food will fall into demons!"

The Half-Garland sang loudly in a funny way: "In order to thank the Orientals for bringing us food, avoiding the poor Aladdin who wants to eat the Orientals, and also saving Aladdin from being eaten by the big guy Sparagur, I decided to give the first piece of barbecue to this mysterious and magical guy!" As he said that, he handed over a string of roasted wolf meat on the fire, which was burnt and tender inside, to the Oriental who had been staring at the fat grease and saliva dripping on the fire.

The Oriental man was stunned for a moment, grinned and smiled. He took the barbecue handed over by the Half-Garbage Man, and ate it hard without hesitation. The "hiss! Oh!" sound made the barbarians and dwarfs watching the side purr and swallowed again, while the old priest coughed and choked by saliva...

Originally, the Half-Green Man was still unsatisfied and planned to publish some slang words about their Half-Green Man race, but the green light shot out from his companion's eyes and the crackling finial joints of the barbarian made him quickly cut off the roasted wolf meat from the fire with a knife and distributed it to everyone.

A small winter wolf cub, which was not big, had dozens of kilograms of meat, but in a moment it was wiped out by the members of the mercenary squad. Even a large pot of soup made of wolf bones and internal organs was drunk. The adventurers, who had been in a state of hunger for a week, covered their round belly with satisfaction and collapsed on the ground and moaned. If the winter wolf pack appeared nearby and attacked the cave, perhaps there would be no need for an adult winter wolf. Just a little wolf cub that had not been weaned was enough to kill the entire adventurer team.

Fortunately, with the habit of the winter wolf, even if they had already sneaked to the vicinity, they would not attack until night. Because they were too full, some "difficult" adventurers lay on the ground for a long time before sitting up. At this time, the Oriental picked up his crystal bottle and friendly at the dwarf beside them.

The dwarf who didn't understand what the Orientals were going to do scratched his head and turned his head blankly to the old priest and said, "Old man Zemur, are there any remaining magic position you have today? I think you should cast a 'Know Language' for this Oriental, otherwise it would be impossible to communicate like this if you can't communicate!"

The priest who had been full for the first time in a week obviously recovered a lot of energy. He took out some spell casting materials from his dirty robe pocket as a medium, and whispered to pray to the Easterners that the light generated when the divine magic blessing was thrown out to the Easterners!

The Oriental people watched the magic powder produced by the light ball mixed with spell casting materials falling on him. Although they were surprised, they did not dodge. Compared to waking him up on the first day, the old priest was so scared that he was half-dead when he blessed him with the "secondary vitality technique" to restore his physical strength. It seemed that the Oriental people were gradually getting used to the existence of the priest's magic technique.

"Hey! Poor Eastern victims! Can you understand what we say now?"

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Chapter completed!