They lined up in an orderly fashion, seemingly waiting for something.
Watching this scene.
Kari, with a blush on her face, looked at Lynn curiously and asked, "Master Lynn, what are they..."
Whether it was from drinking too much beer or the warmth of the bonfire, it was hard to say.
Lynn said, "Waiting in line to receive dinner."
Hearing Lynn's words, Kari's eyebrows involuntarily raised.
Why is Master Lynn's domain so different from what she's seen before?
Just as Kari was about to ask something else, one chef after another brought up the food.
Huge, thick loaves of bread, pots of steaming, aromatic meat porridge!
Kari's face was full of disbelief.
Is this food for these slaves... villagers to eat?
If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't believe it no matter what.
A lord giving his slaves meat to eat!
Kari wouldn't believe at all that Lynn, as a lord, actually ate the same food as the villagers!
She couldn't believe even more that...
