A Stay-at-home Dad’s Restaurant In An Alternate World (WN)

Chapter 1184: They Still Have Rations! They Are Roasting Meat!

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

10,000 elves surrounded the underground cavern which the Night Elves were hiding in. After the fire that broke out a few days ago, the Wind Forest sent over another 5000 crack troop soldiers as they prepared to eliminate the Night Elves as soon as possible.

Even though the Night Elves were famous on the Norland Continent recently, they had only about 1000 people, and most of them were slaves with low capabilities.

If it weren’t for the underground cavern’s complex terrain and numerous traps and spell formations, the guards would have annihilated the Night Elves long ago.

The siege had already lasted over 10 days.

This was the goblins’ territory, so goblin scouts always appeared on the mountains nearby. There was even a goblin army stationed over five kilometers away. Even though they were hidden in the underground caverns, according to the high priestess’ estimation, their numbers should be above 10,000.

This encircle and annihilate action had to be completed as soon as possible. The long supply lines and the harsh environment around the caverns were not favorable to the elven troops.

Due to mining, it was mostly barren mountains around the underground cavern. The exposed rocks couldn’t protect the elven warriors from the harsh winds in the cold winter, and the consecutive rains a few days ago had worsened the situation, causing many elven warriors to suffer from frostbite.

Holding the defense line, inability to drink fresh nectar and eat fresh and delicious food, withstanding the cold, and eating the cold and dry field rations had depressed the elven guards’ morale.

A young elf looked around him to make sure that he and another elf were alone before asking, “Big Brother, you said we were caught too, so why are we helping them to go against the princess? Isn’t she fighting for us?”

“The princess is a good elf.” That elf looked toward the underground cavern, and lamented, “But the thing she is doing is not going to succeed. We have to succumb to our fate if we want to live. Being inferior to others is our fate.”

The young elf still wanted to continue. “But—”

“All of you get up!” Right at this time, a harsh shout that was accompanied by a crack of the whip sounded. A strapping elf commander who was wearing golden armor and riding a huge magic beast glanced at the elf who was whipped and bleeding. He loudly shouted, “Keep your chin up! Don’t think that you are having a hard time. You guys still have food to eat every day. Those traitors on the mountain already have no food left. Lord Borg said, ‘We will surround this mountain and starve them to death if they refuse to surrender!’”

The elves who were eating their lunches stood up slowly with complex expressions.

Some of them were slaves who were caught by the demons and sent back to the Wind Forest to join the army. Most of them were ordinary elves who were deemed lowly, and were forcefully conscripted by the army.

They didn’t have the freedom to choose. They undertook the most dangerous missions and received the least rations. Their lives in the guard were only slightly more dignified than those of the slaves.

When Princess Irina decided to fight for freedom and oppression for them, the lowly elves, and made a declaration to the whole continent, they had become the blades that were held by the nobles who oppressed them instead.

Their blades had to swing toward those elves who were braver than them, and who were fighting for their freedom.

They withstood the whips and humiliation from those high-tier elves silently for the horrible rations and a chance to live.

The world beyond the forest wasn’t beautiful. Their fate would be worse than death if they landed in the hands of the demons.

The world that the princess described was beautiful, and freedom was so enticing.

However, when facing the strong rule of the Wind Forest, even the powerful princess had to hide in the underground cavern with Night Elves and die of hunger.

“Let’s eat,” that elf said to that young elf as he bit into the dry rations and stared at the elf commander. His heart was filled with helplessness.

There were tears in the young elf’s eyes as he put the dry rations to his mouth, but he couldn’t bite down at all.

The elf commander smugly said, “Lord Borg said that at latest by tomorrow, we can go and collect the traitors’ corpses and end this laughable rebellion. Stratum can never be overthrown, just like those traitors don’t have food.”

Right at this moment, a rich aroma of roasted meat floated out of the underground cavern through all the various orifices and spread everywhere by the wind.

“Smells so good!”

The elves who were eating the dry rations at the foot of the mountain widened their eyes. They gulped subconsciously as they smelled the aroma, and then began to search for the origin of the smell.

The rich roast meat aroma made them salivate crazily. The elves who were only eating dry rations for more than the past 10 days were defenseless against the aroma.

This aroma was simply too enticing and far above the aroma of the wild game that they roasted occasionally. They seemed to have seen the actual glistening roast meat on the grill just smelling the aroma.

“This aroma came from the underground cavern. They still have rations! They are roasting meat!” some elves exclaimed with a hint of envy and yearning in their voices.

The elves quickly ascertained that the aroma did come from the cave, and if the aroma could float out from the depths of the cave and circulate around the mountain, that meant there was plenty of roast meat in the cave whereby everyone could have a piece.

The elf commander who arrogantly said the Night Elves had run out of food and they could attack tomorrow and take out all the traitors became sullen.

These words were said by Lord Borg himself at the meeting that morning. According to the scouts, the Night Elves should have run out of rations for many days by now. They didn’t even have wild vegetables, let alone roast meat!

“This must be the traitors’ intrigue. They have been surrounded by two weeks, and nobody was able to break through. They must have run out of food! Take up your weapons and guard those caves!” the elf commander said, feeling flustered and exasperated. He cracked his whip in the air and swiftly rode away. He had to report to Lord Borg as soon as possible.

“So the Night Elves still have rations!” Many elves were relieved. They didn’t wish to kill their own kind. Moreover, they were elves who were in the same social stratum as them.

The eyes of the elves who didn’t believe that the Night Elves could succeed began to brighten up.

The young elf put down the dry ration in his hand, and asked his big brother, “Big Brother, since we are all trying to eat and stay alive, then why can’t we eat meat and live freely like them?”