That's a fake elf

As night fell, a bonfire was lit in Sol's hut, and the aroma of meat began to overflow in the house.

"Meat, meat, meat."

"You brat, why are you so anxious? Didn't you see your Uncle Worden cooking?"

Seeing his son jumping up and down near the iron pot, Sol slapped him on the back of the head, dragged him to a stool made of tree roots and held him down.

"Well, I haven't eaten meat for a long time!" Benny held his head in his hands, looked at his father, and said with aggrieved face:

"Uncle Worden, please give me the biggest bowl."

[Uncle, am I that old again? 】

Li Ang touched his face, looked at his height as if he had been injected with hormones, and chose not to argue about age with this half-orc who was only a few years younger than him.

"The meat has been stewed and is ready to eat."

"Brother Worden, I didn't expect you to be a good cook." Thor took a sip of wolf meat and mushroom soup, with a satisfied expression on his big face.

"Uncle Woden, can you give me another bowl?" Benny looked at Li Ang longingly while licking the empty wooden bowl.

Thor frowned and poured the unfinished stew from his bowl into his son's bowl.

But within half a minute, there weren't even any bones left in Benny's bowl.

"Not full." Benny looked at Li Ang pitifully.

"You brat, you've eaten all my food and you're not full yet?" Sol, who was licking the empty bowl, slapped his son on the back of the head, glanced at Li Ang, and said loudly:

"Besides, your Uncle Woden is still eating. Do you want to eat it all by yourself?"

"It doesn't matter, the baby is growing." Li Ang added another spoonful to the other party.

"Thank you." Thor looked grateful as he looked at his son's bowl full of wolf meat.

"I just discovered that your warehouse doesn't have a lot of food reserves." Li Ang looked at Benny who was gobbling up food and showed a puzzled expression.

It stands to reason that with Sol's strength, even if he can't hunt down the wolves, if he can catch some small animals in the periphery, it won't be a big problem.

But he just looked at the warehouse where the other party stores food. It was empty. The mice would curse at the poor man when they saw it.

"You little brat eats too much." Thor said in a muffled voice.

"No, every time dad brings back prey, he always distributes it to other people first. The warehouse is never full."

After finishing all the meat in the bowl, Benny patted his belly with a satisfied look on his face and muttered:

"Every time I don't have enough to eat, I have to pick mushrooms outside the forest and bake them."

"You brat!" Saul wiped his mouth, slapped his son on the back of the head, and said with a steady expression:

"Why didn't you mention those children who broke into the forest to pick berries for you to eat?"

"Hey, hey, dad, it turns out you know!" Benny covered the back of his head, his expression a little embarrassed, as if he was a child whose parents discovered a little secret.

"Nonsense, of course I know." Sol glanced sideways at his son and said seriously:

"You shouldn't let them enter such a dangerous place using the meat I gave them as a condition."

"Most of their adults are younger than you. If you don't pay attention, you will die in the forest."

"From now on, you can't threaten them to pick berries for you."

"But..."

"There is no but. If you are hungry and want to eat, you should get it yourself instead of threatening your own tribe and asking them to get it for you."

Sol slammed the wooden bowl in his hand on the ground, his expression became extremely ferocious, and Benny was so scared that tears fell.

"Don't cry. Tears are shed by cowards. Orc warriors only bleed and sweat, not tears!"

"Dad, I was wrong." Benny wiped away his tears and lowered his head.

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Watching Sol educating his son, Li Ang had mixed feelings in his heart.

Originally, he thought that all barbarians were barbarians who had not changed from ancient times, but now it seemed that they were no different from ordinary people.

"Thor, won't Alan distribute food to you?" Leon couldn't help but said as he watched Benny carry the uneaten stew, put it into a clay pot, and then sink it into the well.

"That's true, but Kazik, the officer in charge of military rationing, is a Vastian."

Sol scratched his messy hair and said with a wry smile:

"He believes that children who do not enter the mines to participate in production work are only worthy of eating potatoes and turnips, but how can these things fill the children's bellies?"

"The forest is too dangerous for us adults to enter, let alone children."

"As for the high temperature and sealed environment in the mine, as well as the high-intensity working methods, children are even more unable to adapt."

"If you send them in for a bite to eat, you are sending them to die."

The mining machine of the Mage Alliance will release extremely high heat during operation.

When collecting data in a closed space, the temperature is enough to reach over 60-80 degrees.

Adult Orc warriors will fall into a state of dehydration and exhaustion due to being in a high temperature environment for a long time, let alone Orc children.

When Li Ang was on the ship, he saw Ken Rohag's men falling into a state of dehydration and exhaustion due to excessive use of mining machines.

"Thor, do you know the specific location of the gold mine on the island?" Li Ang lowered his head and asked.

"I know, I have stayed in various mining areas...Why do you ask this?" Sol asked with a puzzled look.

"Some of my companions were also sent to the island to mine. I want to see them." Li Ang said solemnly.

"..."

Thor was silent for a while, then walked into the house and took out a scroll.

Although the scroll is a bit old, it is very well maintained, and the locations of more than a dozen mines are clearly shown on it.

In addition, there are some distribution and introductions of monsters on the map. Judging from the handwriting, they don't look like Thor's.

"My wife made this for me, and then she was gone and it became the only thing I thought about."

Stroking the animal skin map in his hand, Sol's rough face was full of nostalgia and nostalgia, as if everything in the past was still vivid in his mind.

"Sorry." Li Ang's hand that he just extended out suddenly retracted.

"It doesn't matter, this thing has been deeply ingrained in my mind."

Sol handed the map in his hand to Li Ang and whispered:

"My wife is a very kind woman and always likes to help people in need. If she knows her legacy and can help you in the end, she will definitely be very happy."

"But if you want to meet your companions, I suggest you first ask Lord Ailan which mining area your companions were sent to."

"If you search blindly, you are likely to encounter patrolling soldiers near the mining area. They are not friendly to barbarians. If you encounter someone wandering around in the middle of the night, they will usually be put in jail and starved for ten days and a half."

"I understand."

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northern mining area

A crow stood on a tent in the camp, tilting its head to look at the two soldiers in front of the mine, its scarlet eyes shining brightly in the darkness.

One of the soldiers yawned and couldn't help but rub his eyes.

Suddenly, it vibrated its wings, and like a sharp arrow, it instantly passed through the heads of the two people and disappeared deep into the mine.

"Did something pass just now?" Another soldier turned his head and asked his companion.

"It's probably a moth." The soldier looked serious and quickly looked at the door. After discovering that the alarm was not triggered, he breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"If they are the undead souls of those banshees, the barrier will definitely be activated to stop them."

"Don't say such scary things. Aren't those things already disposed of by the clerics accompanying the army?"

"Do you believe it? Anyway, I don't believe it. Today is my last night shift here. I will move to another mining area tomorrow. This place is too close to the mass grave. I don't want to stay there for a whole day anyway."

"When you say that, I want to leave too!"