The Release That Witch
Chapters 90's

Six salted cows were transported to the side of the campfire in carts - if they were not escorted by the militia, Roland suspected that on his way through the crowd, the entire herd would have been carved by the mob.

These were all the food reserves that the castle had left inside the basement. So they would have no meat to eat until the arrival of the next merchant ship. Thinking of this, Roland's heart started to hurt. In order to run this celebration, he had even used up all the reserves he had.

The main chef brought from Graycastle was only responsible for wiping the meat and controlling the heat. In the end the grilling task was left to six people from the militia team. Iron rods were inserted into the cattle's body through its mouth and then placed in front of the fire at the brick station. The flame was burning so fiercely that despite being two to three meters apart the heat wave was still evident. Immediately the entire cowhide let out a hissing sound, oil started to come out from its pores, giving off a seductive scent.

Of course, the barbeque could not be the only attraction, so at Roland's gesture, Iron Axe along with the militia team entered the stage.

Because of the beautiful and intricate palace dances it did not apply to such an event, and there was not much time for training; they could not even remember all the important steps, either, moreover, performing a dance that is so beautiful and complicated. To ensure a dance that is easy to understand and still delicious, then the sand folk dance is clearly more in accordance with the interests of civil society.

The dance begins with Iron Axe and the others laying both of their hands on the hips, always putting the right arm through the left arm of the couple, forming two rings around the campfire. They are accompanied by the sound of a horn and begin to move clockwise, with each step they will throw the other leg to kick forward while shouting "Ha!

"Is this the main dance you're talking about?" Carter asked in surprise. "Can you call this a dance?"

“Of course it is very easy to remember, the militia only need to practice half an hour last night to master the speed,” Roland replied with a laugh. "Do you want to try too?"

Carter shook his head and rejected the offer. She just felt as if something was going to explode in her heart - no, she was just a girl with an appearance that made a man's heart beat faster. No, he's just a sad memory from my youth.

Other militia members clapped in the footsteps of all dancers, accompanying each round with faster applause. The extremely fast rhythm moved the masses, they one after another reached out with their own hands to clap accordingly. As the applause accelerated, Iron Axe and his team's dancing speed also became even faster. Soon the ring began to show signs of coming off. It didn't take long until one of the dancers accidentally fell over, bringing more dancers with him. Seeing this the crowd became startled, but the militia did not stop the applause, instead becoming more wild and turning into a storm.

The Iron Axe propped itself up by a militia member, stopped its fall and then he turned towards the crowd and shouted: "Does everyone understand it? Who wants to try it for themselves? Until you fall like us! If you dance, you can dive into a sweet and delicious honey barbecue, the longer you dance, the more meat you get! "

If nobles or wealthy families invited them, ordinary city dwellers would never get involved - subconsciously, giving them the feeling that they were superior compared to themselves. It was also common for nobles to cancel their promises. But when they saw the militia members, who came from the usual crowd of civilians now calling them to dance with them, they could not help but hold back.

Once the first round of people join, they are immediately followed by the second round and then the third round. Soon, a new dance began, but this time most of the dancers came from among the masses. Although this was a very simple interaction, it still made them very happy, other than the honey barbecue present before their eyes, the participants tried their hardest to display the best performance.

This was the scene Roland wanted to see.

In addition to barbeque, there were also breads, fish meatballs, and white beer distributed to the masses. The celebration was planned to continue into the night, but Roland did not plan to stay until then. He arranged for Carter to be in charge of the security of the city square, and the assistant minister to be in charge of the closing speech, then he left.

At nightfall, the backyard was still bright.

Just like in the town square, they also lit a bonfire. The difference is, they use chicken for barbeque cut into pieces. The spices and oils are their own configuration, completely mimicking the barbeque atmosphere in the wild. This kind of self-service style novelty was loved so much by the witches, that they would never be able to part with it. Of course to Roland's eyes, this was a rare spectacle - for example, Anna directly wrapped the chicken into her green flame after it was seasoned, which immediately gave off a pleasant aroma. Nightingale instead showed off her incredible knife work, one moment the knife was hidden and a second later the chicken was hung upside down, completely peeled off and with all of its bones dropped.

And of course, for wine, it came from Willow Town and was much more suited to women's tastes than ale. Actually, Roland wanted to say that minors were forbidden to drink, but Lightning had already emptied half the bottle by herself and since she was floating in midair, it would be difficult to persuade her Roland's thinking.

After about an hour in the barbecue, Roland was slightly drunk. He leaned back on the chair and observed a group of girls who were laughing happily. Seeing this Roland was feeling very happy. This was the perfect life for a prince, he thought, and also for the witches . With their extraordinary abilities and appearance, they should not be the object of a hunt. If they were born in my previous life, I fear they will become a focus that fascinates many people. But now, here, in my territory, they can live a normal life.

At this moment, Lightning suddenly fell down, directly landing on Roland's lap, and even before he had time to react, he had already kissed his cheek.

Although this action was done very quickly, it was still captured by many witches.

When Lightning smiled broadly flying upwards again, she could see that Anna, Nightingale, and Wendy looked extremely shocked, so she waved her hand explaining: "According to Fjord rules when they hold a banquet to celebrate victory, women can take the initiative to kiss the leader. Dad would let me kiss him every time. Isn't this also a custom in Graycastle? ”

"Of course not," Roland instantly woke up from a half-drunk state, "uh .. cough cough, Lightning you are drunk, quickly return to the castle and sleep!”

"How come," Lightning protested, "When I sail, I drink a lot with the crew and I never lose."

Roland realized that he was going to follow the order of turning to Wendy, who nodded and then used her power to blow Lightning to earth kindly. As Lightning was about to land, Wendy took two steps forward, approached the girl and caught her in her arms. Ignoring the cries and struggles of the Lighting, he walked in a straight line towards the castle.

"Don't worry about him, he's too drunk. Continue to celebrate, the dessert will soon be delivered." Roland suddenly felt his atmosphere turn a little strange, especially when he looked into Anna's eyes, he felt a chill coming from his feet. The only one who was completely unaffected by what happened was Nana, she was still concentrating on eating her chicken wings, like nothing happened in general.

After the campfire was gradually extinguished, Roland asked Nightingale to drive Nana home. Then he went to the well and washed his face with cold water, ready to sleep. Roland did not remember the previous episode, in his view, Lightning was still a child.

But when he reached the third floor, his heart suddenly started pounding.

He saw Anna leaning on the door.