Throne of Vientiane Civilization

At this moment, Drogo should know best why the centaur leader on the opposite side is confused, and he can also best understand the other party's mood at this moment.

If it were him, he wouldn't be able to say these words as naturally as Silk.

Because the original grassland elves are also one of the very few people who can eat two meals a day.

It's just that they usually eat very little for breakfast, just drink some dew collected in the early morning, plus some fruits and that's it.

After arriving in Prairie Village, the biggest change was that they had higher requirements for breakfast, and they also ate more than before.

But Drogo and the others are different. They know that a group like this that obtains food through hunting basically only eats one meal a day, not to mention that their arrival has increased food pressure on this group.

Thinking of this, Drogo cheered up and explained.

"We eat two meals a day on Mondays, breakfast and dinner."

"..."

At this moment, including the other centaurs who came up one after another, what else could they do but remain silent when they heard this?

Drogo was not very talkative, but feeling the awkward atmosphere there, he really didn't know what to say.

Silk glanced at it and changed the topic simply and crudely.

"Your Excellency, you came here early in the morning. Do you have anything to do?"

"Oh yes, something happened."

As he spoke, the centaur leader handed the things in his hands to Drogo and the others.

"I'm here to deliver you a potion. To be cautious, you'd better take this potion for three more days to ensure that all the toxins in your body can be cleaned out."

After taking the potion, Drogo quickly thanked him.

Afterwards, the centaur leader seemed to have no intention of leaving.

Although Drogo is foul-mouthed, he is not stupid.

Looking at the centaur leader standing there, and then at the piece of pie in his hand, he broke off a piece and handed it over.

"How about a bite?"

This was the bite he was waiting for. It was no exaggeration to say that after finishing that bite yesterday, he could not forget the taste of this flatbread.

Now that Drogo took the initiative to hand it over, he definitely wouldn't be pretentious. He smiled and took it directly. He completely lost his attitude of not letting strangers in when they first met. He really only had two mouthfuls to eat. Get closer to the other person.

In the process, they clearly felt that the gazes around them became more intense.

Drogo and Silk pretended not to see this at all.

They usually eat less for breakfast than for dinner. Basically, each person only gets two bites of cake. How can they afford to share it with so many centaurs?

Hurry and finish your breakfast in two or three bites.

In the process, they also officially learned the name of the centaur leader, Diak, through these two bites of cake.

After breakfast, Diak, as the leader, is equivalent to the security captain of this village. Similar to Silk's original position in the elf village, he leads a team to patrol the border every day to be alert to the movements of the lizard men.

As outsiders, Drogo and Silk had nothing to do.

After all, it was not convenient for them to wander around other people's villages, so it was better to stay where they were and rest.

They lived quite a comfortable life like this, especially after traveling for a long time.

Early the next morning, just after dawn, the other party came to deliver medicine to them again, earlier than yesterday.

At first Drogo and the others thought it was Diak, but when they came out and took a look, they found it was not.

Here came a young centaur whom they had seen from a distance several times before, but had not had much actual contact with.

Seeing the expectant look on each other's faces, Drogo and the others knew what the other party was coming for.

They didn't say anything about this. To a certain extent, this was also a good thing, as it helped them get closer to this group of strange people of their own race faster.

He started making pancakes over a fire. After baking, he broke off a piece and gave it to him. The other party reached out to take it and ate it happily.

The impact of the dual blessing of seasonings and cooking techniques is devastating to centaurs who have never tried this kind of food. Once you taste it, you will never be able to go back. This is true. No exaggeration.

During this period, after waking up on a new day, Diak planned to take the potion and deliver it to Drogo and the others as always, but found that the potion had been taken away by other centaurs first.

By the time he arrived, they had all finished eating. The young centaur, who was far away, ran away as soon as he saw Diak coming.

When Diack saw this, his facial muscles suddenly twitched, then he walked up and asked with a dry smile...

"Finished?"

"Finished."

Drogo looked innocent.

Even though the other party came a little too early, they had brought medicine to them anyway. They couldn't help but give it to them, right?

Plus, they only had so much for breakfast, so what was left?

At the same time, with a mentality similar to 'no reward for no merit', even if there is still one, Diack is actually embarrassed to ask for it.

On the morning of the third day, the centaur young man got up early as usual. As soon as he opened his eyes, he immediately rushed to the tribe's pharmacist to get medicine.

As a result, when he arrived here, he saw Diack looking at him with a smile.

When the centaur young man saw this, he turned around and ran away without saying a word.

Diak rushed forward, trying to catch him, but the centaur young man was equally astonishingly fast, and he really couldn't catch up with him this time.

"Joseph, why are you running away?!"

The centaur young man called Joseph did not answer, and then escaped from Diak's sight at a faster speed.

After taking the potion, Diack happily waited until breakfast on the third day. After eating two bites, he stayed for a while.

Because he suddenly realized that starting from tomorrow, breakfast would not be easy!

When he thought of this, he really felt a little melancholy in his heart.

During this period, after drinking the last day's medicine, Drogo and the others were basically in complete recovery. They were lucky. As of now, none of them had any obvious sequelae.

After breakfast, Diack started his new day's work as always. After watching Diack leave, Drogo and Silk began to discuss the next plan internally.

"The troublesome part now is that we don't know what these centaurs think."

Having said this, Silk glanced at Drogo and the others. Although they basically didn't recognize them, these centaurs were all the same race as Drogo.

But Drogo and the others didn't seem to care about Silk's words.

Because they are also thinking about this matter now.

"Why don't you find a chance to have a good chat with the other party."

Just as they were saying this, Joseph ran over, which made Drogo and Silk subconsciously stop talking.

"What's the matter, Your Excellency?"

Facing the question, Joseph first glanced around the fire. After confirming that they had finished breakfast, he expressed a little regret...

"Our clan leader wants to talk to you."

"..."