night.

Backyard of the Charcoal Hotel.

The crowds are full of noises.

The elegant and clear scales of the Rutchen seem to bring a salty and light fireworks accompanied by the crackling sound of bonfires and the sizzling sound of barbecue.

A barrel of beer was carried out from the wine cellar by waiters.

People in different clothes celebrated this rare night with cheers.

In the corner.

Next to a separate barbecue grill.

Large pieces of beef and a whole sheep rib were constantly being rolled.

Roger skillfully applied honey and sauce to the ingredients.

There was a sound of gurgling saliva coming from beside it.

"I think I can eat it."

Rachel looked around for a while, and yelled in a serious voice.

"Give it, eat this first."

Roger did not make things difficult for the hungry girl and handed over a sausage.

Rachel bit off half of it in one bite.

The sweet and greasy oily juice splashed out and spilled on her face. The girl stretched out her tongue with a clever touch and licked it clean.

After eating a whole sausage, Rachel looked at the grilled lamb chops with a long eye.

Roger smiled and gently advised:

“Wait a little longer.”

"It's just now."

Rachel's cheeks bulged slightly, but he still nodded seriously.

In the backyard, the bard holding the Rutchin raised his hand.

The music suddenly changed, from melodious to joy.

Some people dressed up by adventurers whistled, while others danced unceremoniously.

Even Roger couldn't help but speed up the kung fu in his hand.

Everything seemed so cheerful.

As if he had noticed Roger's mood change, Rachel rarely spoke up and said:

“Paramon Manor is a great place.”

Roger nodded.

He already felt it.

"Can you tell me the story of Paramount Manor?"

"And the lord who everyone praised."

Roger asked softly.

Rachel looked at the white and red mutton chops and held her face and said:

"Then I'll try it."

In the girl's unique straightforward narrative, Roger has a rough understanding of this land.

...

Paramount Manor consists of more than 20 nearby farms and "Dawn Town".

The lord's name is "Alan Dominic", and he is recognized by local residents as a hero.

From the perspective of existential threats.

The magic abundance here is similar to that in Tongma Town, and it is a rare magic depression in Misterra - which means relatively few monsters and livable waters.

It also means that this place can feed more people.

From a geographical point of view.

The south of the manor is only separated from the Gem City by a river.

The north is bordered by a sparsely populated terrain.

The northwest is a mountain range that is rarely visited.

And the east is the bustling "Knights Avenue".

Adventurers from the north gathered here.

They need to pass the bridge over the Sera River to get to Gem City.

This creates essential conditions for the prosperity of the manor.

...

"Anyway, everything is good here."

After gnawing a piece of lamb chops, Rachel carefully licked the honey juice on her fingers, and then continued:

"Except for "Jonesy Turtle."

"Jonesy Turtle?"

Roger took a sip of the hotel's homemade tree soak drink and couldn't help but burp several times.

"A very troublesome monster that you will encounter easily."

Rachel hugged another piece of lamb chop and started eating happily.

Roger laughed and asked casually:

“Since this is so good, why not consider settling here?”

Rachel answered vaguely:

"What if I settled here, what about the adventurers passing by Yellowstone?"

"No one picks them up."

Roger's heart moved:

"You plan to stay on Yellowstone Island all the time?"

Rachel hummed "Hmm" to express her affirmation.

Roger was a little surprised, he thought Rachel would leave with Cindy and the others.

“It’s my home.”

The girl finally freed her mouth and spoke.

Roger nodded slightly and put down the tableware.

The atmosphere in the yard became even more lively.

It seems that a young man proposed to his childhood sweetheart's female companion.

Everyone laughed and cheered, surrounding the two of them.

Listen to others' descriptions.

The girl with a flushed face is the niece of the owner of the charcoal hotel.

The young man is the second son of the owner of the Tiger farm.

A few days ago, I just passed the Knight certification assessment in Shuguang Town and my future is bright.

The two finally hugged each other and had a deep kiss.

The atmosphere reached its climax.

"I'm stuffed."

Rachel looked at the lively crowd without any expression, and her hands couldn't help but rub her bulging belly.

After a while.

She looked at Roger with those bright eyes and said:

"You are the first adventurer to treat me to barbecue."

"Thank you."

Roger stood up and smiled:

"You're welcome."
To be continued...