Chapter 229: Back in Demme (P2)

"To what do I owe the...unexpected pleasure?" It's a struggle not to groan at their presence accompanying my meal.

Before the servants leave they'd set up seats and tea for my visitors and now they watch me pull the meat off the large seasoned bones of some cooked bird. It's delicious, the best I've had since Jungle's insistence on capturing and preparing rabbits, slithering snakes, and larger than normal rats in the Forest.

The value of salt and spice is truly immeasurable to the stomach of a hungry, tired man.

"Mmm, don't mind me, you lot came in here with the time in mind, spit it out."

Alric, the Mayor turns away, and I know it was his idea to ambush me this way, he's the first to speak, "Uh, Lord Ash, it's scarce to see a busy man like yourself so when I heard you'd returned to the Village, I had to have the servants prepare the best roast duck and chicken for you."

'Huh, is that what this is? Duck and Chicken?'