Warlord: King of All Clans

Back at the camp, the giant beast following Leo immediately caused a sensation.

Even the strongest snow bear on the Arctic Ice River could not grow to this size. It was obviously a magical beast.

The monsters in this world are just like the large beasts on Earth, and they are not everywhere like in literary works.

They are also part of the food chain, and because they are more powerful and own more vast territories, they are even rarer.

But the more important reason is the existence of human beings.

In the eyes of the adventure group, every part of a magical beast is a treasure, and the profit from hunting a magical beast is far more than that from hunting ten large beasts.

Whenever news of the appearance of Warcraft spreads, countless adventure groups will immediately flock there until all the Warcraft here are hunted down.

At this point in time, let alone ordinary-level magical beasts, even the legendary dragons can only hide in volcanoes, snow-capped mountains, or simply in the wilderness thousands of miles away from the human kingdom.

As for ordinary people, the only time they have a chance to see a monster is usually before they are eaten.

Unexpectedly, the giant monster that Leo brought back was even more timid than the villagers. It always huddled its huge body behind Leo and would almost bury its head under Leo's armpits before it dared to look out.

The militia members and the young men all held their weapons and watched from afar, not daring to approach. Only the little mouse mustered up the courage to run towards Leo, holding Leo's thighs and looking at the giant groundhog curiously.

The two mice, one big and one small, stood one in front and one behind. They looked at each other foolishly with a bit of fear and curiosity across Leo.

Seeing that the villagers didn't look like they were going to attack anyone, Freya felt relieved. Amid the exclamations of the crowd, she stood up like a human and walked into the camp with clumsy steps.

Under Leo's guidance, Freya followed him to the campfire in the center of the camp. When she saw several large pots in the center of the camp, her eyes lit up immediately. She squatted down obediently, acting like a good child waiting for dinner.

Seeing Olivia's frightened and questioning look, Leo waved his hand and ordered: "Add more food! Add more food! I want to treat my new friend to dinner!"

Olivia felt relieved. At least he wasn't bringing her back to eat people. Then she looked at the size of the groundhog and asked quietly, "How much?"

“Just add a pot!”

"Oh." Olivia responded unwillingly, but she did it anyway.

Sitting with Freya in front of the campfire, Leo had to tilt his head as high as possible to see her face, so he had to move to a farther position.

"Can't you turn back into an elf? Look, you're scaring the kids."

Freya said aggrievedly: "There is nothing I can do. The teacher hasn't taught me the spell to change back yet."

Leo was speechless: "What about your teacher? Where is your home?"

Freya raised her paw and pointed at the waterfall in the distance, and replied sadly: "My home is on the cliff. I accidentally fell down and can't go back."

"That's impossible. Even King Kong would be deformed by your fall from such a high place."

Freya said angrily, "I can fly!"

As she spoke, she began to puff up her air, then proudly twisted her waist to show Leo her back, "Look! I have wings!"

A pair of small furry wings suddenly appeared on her back, exactly the same as the wings of a little yellow duck.

Leo was stunned. He walked over and pulled Freya's wings. The wings were so small that they could not be seen from the front.

"Can this thing fly?"

Freya was angry. She stood up, flapped her wings hard, jumped hard, and then landed with a bang.

The groundhog looked at Leo with great joy and excitement, waiting for his praise.

"It seems like... it's flying?" Leo asked uncertainly.

"It did land!" Freya explained angrily, "The landing speed slowed down, so he didn't fall to death!"

"Okay, you can fly." Leo covered his face with his hands, "But in your condition, you can't go back for the time being."

Unexpectedly, Freya was not worried at all. Instead, she said confidently, "Don't worry, my teacher will come to find me."

"When he wakes up, he'll know I'm lost!"

"So how long does your teacher usually sleep?"

"The teacher said that advanced Transfiguration requires thorough learning of various behavioral habits of the transformed form, so he insists on hibernating every year, and when spring comes, he will wake up!"

Leo wanted to ask more, but Freya's attention was already on the food.

There are usually three large pots placed in the center of the camp, one is an ancestral pottery pot, and two are large iron pots made at a high price by Wuliyang.

These three pots are not the semi-circular pots used for banquets in rural China, but large-bellied flat pots like the inner pots of rice cookers. One pot can hold more than 100 liters of food, which is enough for almost 100 people.

But in the past, not every meal would have three pots of food cooked. Often, one or two pots of thick soup, along with some black bread, deer horn cassava and the like, were enough to barely fill the villagers' stomachs.

Ever since the ogre's iron ore was exchanged for grain, food in the camp has become abundant. Not only are the three pots cooking every meal, but the soup in the pots is also getting thicker and thicker.

Olivia even started using precious wheat flour to make pancakes as a snack for the young and strong laborers in the village who were digging canals and cutting wood.

This was unthinkable in the past. We had to eat dry wheat pancakes every day. Even landlords couldn’t make this!

At this time, in addition to the original three large pots, the last spare pot was also set up. Various ingredients were thrown into it and boiled. As the village woman in charge of cooking kept stirring with a pine stick, the aroma began to spread in the camp.

Freya and a group of children in the camp united together and worked together to inhale the aroma of food and prevent it from wafting out of the camp and being wasted.

Leo was not willing to be left out, so he started slaughtering live fish, preparing to show off his cooking skills of grilling and steaming fish.

Dinner was finally ready. Olivia scooped up a large ceramic bowl of thick soup and placed it in front of Freya with a kind smile.

Freya squatted modestly and carefully picked up the ceramic bowl. The ceramic bowl, which was the size of a human head, looked like a teacup in front of her huge head.

She tilted her head back, drank the whole drink, and then wiped away the residue at the bottom of the bowl with her tongue.

She put down the ceramic bowl with dignity, stretched out a claw to push the ceramic bowl towards Olivia, and then squatted down obediently.

“It’s delicious!”

The little mouse came to Freya's ceramic bowl and looked at it with envy, which was even cleaner than before it was used to hold the porridge.

Olivia watched Freya's smooth operation in amazement, then hesitated and said, "Why don't you just use the pot?"

"Then I won't be polite!" Freya shook her head happily, wishing she could follow the ogre cub and call her mother.

After eating a pot of boiling porridge, Freya comfortably stroked the soft short hair on her belly with her front paws, her eyes fell on Leo.

Next, under Olivia's anxious gaze and Leo's punches and kicks, Freya forced herself to perform stunts such as "the same way of eating steamed fish and grilled fish", "how to eat a one-meter-long black bread in one bite", and chewing raw barley and deer horn cassava.

I saw her pick up the steamed fish that was more than a foot long, hold it high, tilt her head back and stuff the whole fish into her mouth, then close her mouth, lift the fish head and gently pull it out.

All that was left of the entire fish was a fish head and a skeleton connected to it.

Amid the "wow" sounds of a group of children, Freya proudly threw the fish skeleton with perfect bone structure into her mouth, chewed it in a few seconds and swallowed it into her stomach.

People are like wow, do you eat a lot? People are like wow, you have fish to eat!

Leo, who was unable to stop Freya's banditry, watched Freya's performance with great displeasure, feeling that his status among the children was challenged!