Chapter 778 (1/2)

As ares said, after knowing that Sylvie and the Centaurs had saved their journey, the remaining centaurs warmly received them.

After a little more than a sumptuous feast, the dawn party arrived in the tent the Centaurs had arranged for them.

”Centaurs are used to drinking koumiss Is this a bad joke? ” Sandler looked at the white liquid in the wooden cup before his eyes, and his face was black.

He felt very uncomfortable with this at the party just now, only because of the face of the Centaurs that he didn't say it. Now, only the members at dawn were left to say something.

”Centaurs are also nomads. It's strange to drink dairy products from their own livestock.”

After taking a big gulp of the horse's milk specially made by centaurs, Hessen's face turned red and sighed. Then he sneered a little intoxicated and said, ”or can't you, the official, drink the wine made by the common people?”

”Shut up, you drunkard. I didn't ask your opinion!” Sandler's face was angry.

But maybe he didn't need to fight a drunk. Soon he breathed again and calmed down his mood.

On the other side of the camp, St. George, following the principle of caring for weak knights, asked Evan, the still gray faced high elf, ”are you not feeling well? I didn't see you eating at the party just now... ”

”Thank you for your kindness, but I'm not used to Centaur food.”

Evan replied in a stiff voice, then pauses, adding, ”I'm not used to your human meat.”

St. George grinned awkwardly.

Although human beings do not only eat meat, almost all of them are soldiers except SIVI. Even Laven is a combat mage. They have high physical requirements and consume a lot of energy every day. However, human beings are not like fairies who can obtain necessary nutrients from magic elements and moonlight. Therefore, they eat a lot and eat most of them It's also a kind of meat that's full.

So when Evan said this, St. George couldn't refute

”St. George, you don't have to worry about that guy. When he's hungry, he'll eat everything.”

Sylvie waved to St. George that he didn't need to take care of Evan.

St. George looked at the listless high elves and sighed to himself before he went to Sylvie.

”Where's Miss Raven?” Looking around, he didn't find the girl who had been following Sylvie all the time. St. George asked in a little doubt.

”On task.” Sylvie held out his right thumb and index finger. The two fingers were just a little closer to each other, indicating that he was very small: ”a small task.”

”Sylvie Chief, do you have any plans this time? ”

For St. George, saving centaurs is a matter of course. After all, centaurs are still part of the Salvation Army, and they are friendly forces fighting for humanity.

But after saving them, it would be strange to follow them to the station and even to their banquets - at least in the eyes of St. George, Sylvie was not a man of pleasure.

If Sylvie knew, he would cry out: ”buccal beard, labor and capital want to have fun regardless of anything! But NIMA's mess always comes to me. What can I do!

Of course, Sylvie doesn't know mind reading, and it's a bit troublesome to weave this kind of magic. Besides, Sylvie is not the kind of person who likes to manipulate other people's hearts, so he doesn't know what St. George thinks.