Chapter 59: Green Miracle

Rohan. Son of a count. Rank 5 Beginner Warrior. Rank 1 Beginner Wizard. Has standing in front of the crackling fire with a large skewer in his hand and a sword at his hip.

What was he even doing? Even he himself had some difficulties finding an answer to this question.

On the skewer he was holding near the gigantesque fire, was different kinds of meat seasoned by the nomads. The aroma of the meat being cooked by the flame made Rohan intoxicated in the middle of this fragrance.

With a blissful expression on his face, he was standing there, cooking his meat alongside the whole clan.

The night had fallen some time ago, and for a reason which Rohan didn't really understand, they were all here, doing a sort of feast.

All the clan members were chatting around him, filling the area with their burst of voice. A lot of them were like him, just near the fire to cook the meat in their skewers.