Their aura also seemed off, not like living people, but more like two ghosts wearing human skins.
As for those three obedient carrier bugs that looked like small dogs, they had already seen those before.
Without going into other details, just the two treants alone could flatten Grape Village.
Thinking about his previous tough stance, Duff's heart couldn't help but feel a bit shaky.
Fortunately, the Half-Elf named Gaven didn't seem to pursue the matter. He had properly set up a banquet and another big barrel of black grape wine was brought up, along with dishes that mainly consisted of stews and roasts.
The Gnomes were not too fond of roast meat, but that stew had them dripping with grease, perfectly seasoned, smelling so appetizing that it greatly increased one's hunger, and was tender and crumbly, melting as soon as it entered the mouth.
