The place of the feast was crowded with many elven warriors.

　The colorful mushrooms and vegetables were laid out in front of the elven palace, but the dishes prepared by Ferrette were still very different.

　It was the first time I had ever seen a dish with a noticeable negative aura.
　It seems that even among the warriors of the elven race, the queen's ineptness at cooking has been passed on, and none of them populate.

　Ferrette was smiling in front of the food she had made, but she didn't even notice that everyone was avoiding her.

　I was pathetic, so I took the lead in accepting the dish, but as I suspected, it was still not very good.

　However, you can't divulge your thoughts in front of the queen herself, who is begging you for your opinion with her eyes shining like stars, and it would be polite to eat all the food on your plate.

　With that in mind, I managed to finish Ferrette's food and then went to talk to Günther, saying that I needed to talk to him.

　The plate he's holding in his hand is also served with the Queen's food.
　I ask him what he thinks of it.

'How do you like it?'

　Günther's answer is short.

"Food is not good or bad. If it's good, it's good enough.

　And then he sips on a bottle of spirits he's prepared himself.
　It's the king of the dwarves, as expected. The degree is deep.
　As Günther poured Ferrette's food down his stomach with alcohol, he asked a question.

'On the contrary, I ask you, Lord, what do you think?

''It's very tasteless,'' he wanted to say, but that wasn't what Günther was asking about.

　His serious expression was similar to that of before the fight.
　Perhaps, though, what he was referring to was not the taste of Ferrette's food, but the prospects for the future.
　As proof of this, Günther asked.

''It's true that we dealt a blow to the enemy army in the battle just now, but the enemy soldiers are still very strong. I believe that this time they will learn from the previous rut and counter our guerrilla tactics, but how do you intend to counter them?

It would be rude to say, "You're very good at your job, Günter-dono. It would be impolite to say, "That's quite an insight.

　I'm not going to be able to say that I'm not the only one.
　I'm not going to be able to get the best out of it, but I'm going to be able to talk about our strategy for the future, knowing that.

As Günther says, in the next round, the enemy soldiers will concentrate their forces and prepare for guerrilla tactics. If that happens, we will be forced to lead our meager elven soldiers into a head-on collision.

I'm not sure I'll ever be able to get my hands on them. You will find that you are far outnumbered. What do you plan to do about it?

I'll try to move the battle to a later date and wait for reinforcements to arrive.

　Will it hold up to that?

..........

　I cannot answer that question definitively.

　I have complete faith in the skills of the dragonman Shigan, who I have fought with for many years, and I trusted the elven warriors, but even so, the time limit is insurmountable.

　Even if Günther and I stood in the front line and compensated for the weaknesses of the elven warriors, it would still be difficult to defeat the nearly two thousand troops.

　Our numbers are our strength. And that's not to say that there aren't any men left who are as good as the Valric we captured the other day.
　It's a fool's errand to underestimate the enemy's strength.
　But I have no intention of overestimating the enemy's strength and becoming complacent.

"Anyway, with the strength we have, we'll just have to hold out until Shigan and the others arrive to reinforce us.

　I wonder if she heard my words, but Lilith, who comes over to me with a glass of wine in her hand and a tipsy look on her face, declared, "It's okay.

It's all right. It's all right," said Lilith, who came over to us with a drunken face and a glass of wine in her hand. And as long as Lilith here is around, I won't let her touch you.

　And the end of the word is already suspicious, and her feet are not even dazed.
　The girl was about to fall down, but Sati rushed to support her, but Lilith fell asleep on the ground.
　It seems that this girl is not very good at drinking.
　Satie looks up at me while caring for Lilith.

''Master, I wish you good fortune.

　Sati said, and then she said a prayer.

　She is still the same daughter as always. Although she and Lilith usually quarrel constantly, the way she cares for them gently makes them look like close sisters somehow.

　As I watched the scene with a smile, I let the word slip out, "Well.
　There's no point in worrying about it.
　I'm sure you'll be able to find a good deal more than you need to.

　In order to do that, I must first cultivate my wits, I thought, and returned to the table where the food was laid out.
　Of course, I'm not going to go in front of the smiling Elf Queen.
　The other elven girls plate up the food prepared by the other elven girls.
　It was a vegetarian dish made mainly of mushrooms, but it was quite delicious.
　Maybe it was because of the frying with butter, or maybe it was the flavor of these mushrooms themselves.
　They were quite juicy and tasted like meat.

　As he enjoyed the unusual delicacy, he thought of the face of the enemy general he would be facing in a few days.
　Now, I wonder what the leader of the Twin Eagle Order is eating right now.

　I'm sure he's eating better than we are, but I can't imagine him eating as merrily as we are.

　They must be eating their food, scared and scared, in preparation for the night attack.
　When I thought about it, I felt a little pity for them.