Forced to become a delicate companion of a paranoid lord

The letter sent back to the Far North Territory only said that most of the people left on the island had been rescued. This did not refer only to the dwarves, but to all the people still alive on the island.

When Rockin left Hutt Island, there were more than a thousand people left on the island, but now there are less than 400 people left. The human islanders had the highest death toll, with only 216 people left. All 69 dwarves are alive, there are 33 goblins left, and there are 45 subhumans and other races.

Since the original plan was just to rescue the dwarves, the Lord of the Snowfield only lent a team of elite Paraso warriors to Rogin, and also found two powerful foreign aids.

The magician named Iriel and his subordinate Raymond cooperated very well throughout the entire mission. Ryan thought that the mission would be completed smoothly and quickly.

In fact, it went quite smoothly, but it was a little different from what I expected.

Gently placing the sick child in his arms on the bed, Ryan stood up with the empty bowl and went to the tent to get another bowl of rice porridge, and then went on to feed the next child.

The lord had flying monsters deliver the rice, and also sent tents. The tents they had brought before were not enough to accommodate so many people.

After feeding the children in the tent one by one, Ryan walked out of the tent, handed the tableware to others, and walked straight in one direction.

He had to talk to Mr. Irel. The Red Moon was only three days away, and there was no place to hide from monsters along the coastline of the Far North Territory. They had to find a safer campsite.

Regardless of the reason why the magician rescued all the people on the island, the Parasau people had no obligation to take care of anyone other than the dwarves.

The lord sent a letter yesterday saying that His Highness Shiavi was making a flying prop that could allow people who couldn't cross the snow-capped mountains to cross the Laidona Peak. This prop was different from the previous flying prop that glided from high to low.

The letter didn't specify how it was different, it just said that if they were lucky, they would be able to return to Good City within a day after the new flying props were delivered.

Within one day! Ryan really couldn't think of anything else, except large flying monsters, that could bring them back to Goode City from the coastline within one day. But since the lord said so, it can be basically confirmed that this magic prop has been made, but it will take some time to try it out.

Raymond sat outside the tent cooking porridge. Yrel could drink the food the Parasauans cooked, called porridge, so he learned how to make it.

After stirring the sticky rice in the pot, Raymond closed the portable pot and was about to pour the rice porridge into a wooden bowl when he saw a familiar-looking Paraso walking towards them.

He looked at the porridge in the pot, calmly took the lid and covered it tightly, then stood up and stood in front of the tent door and said.

"What is it? Yrel is resting."

"The red moon is coming soon. It's not safe here." Ryan didn't beat around the bush and stated his purpose directly.

"With me... and Yrel here, no monster can get close to here. Yrel said that if the Parasos ask, just say that the tents and food will be exchanged with the Lord of the Snowfield for other things later. If the Parasos want to leave, they can go back to Good City at any time and don't need to worry about those people." Raymond repeated Yrel's words without any emotion, and added another sentence after he finished speaking.

"Ask your lord to send some delicious food."

The Parasau people respect the strong. Although Ryan did not test the true strength of Iriel and Raymond, the fact that they were able to use the ship on Hutt Island to rescue all the people left on the island openly shows that they are strong enough.

After hearing Raymond's straightforward request, Ryan did not think that he was rude. Instead, he felt somewhat happy. He thought to himself, no one could resist the food prepared by His Highness Shiavi. Even Mr. Iriel, who was a little disgusted with food, liked the food they brought.

Speaking of which, these easy-to-carry foods were originally made by His Highness Shiavi specifically for the lord. Every time the lord goes out for a short period of time, he will have different foods to eat.

This made everyone envious, especially the lord who was always showing off.

Originally they all thought they could only envy him, but what they didn't expect was that after the lord had shown off enough, the castle restaurant began to prepare a variety of delicious and easy-to-carry foods to supply the patrol teams and the teams on duty in the watchtower.

It is said that a magician in Nico's team who was familiar with His Highness Shiavi secretly went to complain to His Highness Shiavi, and His Highness Shiavi then discovered that the lord had secretly hidden some food preparation methods that he had written to the big kitchen.

No one knew how His Highness Shiavi discussed the matter with the lord, but the lord eventually returned the private recipes to the kitchen, allowing them to have something delicious and filling to eat when they were out.

After Ryan left, Raymond went to serve the porridge he had cooked with satisfaction. The Parasau people promised him that they would send him and Iriel new food tomorrow night.

This is good. Yrel is injured and needs to eat more. The Parasau people are not bad. He will never say bad things about the Parasau people again.

When Raymond brought the porridge into the tent, he found that Iriel had woken up and was sitting on the bed peeling bird eggs.

Yrel's long black hair was a little messy. He wore black velvet gloves, and the white bird eggs on his fingertips looked like some kind of precious jade.

Raymond didn't know how humans described beautiful things. In his opinion, whatever Iriel did was beautiful, and he could watch it for a long time without getting bored.

Putting the peeled bird eggs into the wooden bowl, the black-haired magician raised his eyes to the man standing motionless at the door of the tent holding the bowl, and hooked his finger.

"come over."

Raymond was somewhat happy. He walked very quickly to Iriel's side, squatted down, and then held up the porridge he had cooked as if he were presenting a treasure and said.

"Yriel, do you want to eat?"

"Well, put it aside for now. It's still a little hot." Iriel glanced at the steaming porridge in front of him, then took a peeled bird egg and handed it to Raymond.

"I don't want to eat this, you eat it yourself."

Raymond used to leave bird eggs for him, and he still does.

Raymond did not reach out to take the bird egg from Iriel's hand. Instead, he lowered his head and took the egg away. After eating the egg in his mouth, he stared at Iriel with his purple eyes.

There was a flicker in Irel's azure eyes for a moment. He picked up the wooden bowl containing the bird eggs and handed it to Raymond, saying in a cold voice.

"eat by yourself."

After hearing this, Raymond lay down on the bed, turned his back and curled himself up into a big ball again.

Irel pinched his brows, put down the wooden bowl and spoke to the person lying on the bed.

"Put some pork floss in the porridge, Raymond."

The person who had curled up into a ball instantly jumped up from the bed, took out the meat floss he had asked for, and then generously poured a small mountain of meat floss on the porridge.