World Alliance (61)

Our next course of action was to butcher a goat as food to send to the Subterranean City for the time being. The Dark Elves were all muscle-bound brutes, so they hoisted enormous chunks of meat onto their shoulders.

"Sorry... You guys have better things to be doing than this right now."

"When trouble strikes, we help each other out."

Knock-san stopped the Centurion, who kept bowing deeply.

"Hold your head high. You're making your comrades anxious."

"...Yeah, you're right."

And so the Subterraneans departed.

As the Centurion departed, they kept glancing at Nicky-san as though wanting to say something, but she was lecturing the men on how to cook, so apparently she never noticed.

About ten Dark Elves, including Knock-san, would carry the meat.

This much meat would be a drop in the bucket, but once word got around that there was meat, plenty of Subterraneans would surely volunteer to transport it. Then they could make as many trips as necessary...