"This was easier than I thought." Rima said with a sneer, as she walked forth to the edge of the fortress top."Huh..." I muttered under my breath, as I scanned right and left of the place."Either way, we will set up our new base here." Rima around turned to face me, with the dying red sun behind her, which seemed to add an extra layer of sinister to her."Ha..." I drew in a breath. "When?""We can start moving the things tomorrow." Rima turned back and peered over the edge. "Ah, the last prisoners of war are being escorted out of the fortress. What an eventful evening... Huehuehue..."To be honest, I am not going to tell anyone this, but that moment when Rima chuckled, it sounded as if she was an evil hamster chuckling."Riga." Rima snapped all of a sudden. "Come take a look at this."I walked over the balcony and looked down.Below was about 2 dozen solders in a single file line, with chains cuffs at their ankles and wrist connecting one person to the next. And on both sides of the line, were several members of Magik Gangstaz escorting them, with wands in hand, and looking ready to cook someone alive if necessary."Is that?...""Yep."As the prisoners marched on, a group of people in casual garment gathered by and began chucking vegetables at them."Those don't look like players..." I commented."Your right indeed. Most of them are NPC merchants who uses this river to transport goods. And they sure as hell don't look happy about the tariff legionnaire placed on them." Rima let out a dark giggle."Is that Gabriel?" my eyes zoomed in on the lead figure of the escorted prisoners."Yep.""I thought he only agreed to...""He volunteered to do it the 2nd time.""Eee...I see."Right after Gabriel surrendered that day, he got him tied in chains and sent him to the front of the fortress draw bridge as proof of hostage. And just like that, the enemy inside the fortress actually surrendered without giving a fight, which seemed to surprise Rima for some reason."Alright let's go. We're going to be holding a feast here tonight in the fortress.""Eh!? Really? But..." I stuttered. "What about the food?""Apparently the enemy still left quite a bit of food back in the fortress. Mario said he will make do with whatever there is.""Yes!" My spirts shot up."Now, now, they should be setting up the tables." Rima began to walk away, then paused in her steps and turned around one last time: "And by then you should have your toast line ready."Q: What is your favourite dish?