The sword was stuck, and it pulled Rheagar back like a slingshot. He turned around and saw the Twin-headed Ogre staring at him.
At the crucial moment.
The experience of the older generation of adventurers came in handy.
Rheagar easily took two steps forward and grabbed a piece of cheese on the table as if he were familiar with it. Ignoring the mould on it, he stuffed it into his mouth.
"Is dinner ready? I'm starving."
The Twin-headed Ogre waved his hand angrily.
Elv said angrily,
"Get out of my territory! You humans!"
Gezar was equally unhappy.
"We will ring the bell when dinner is ready. Are you hungry ghosts? Also, keep your hands and feet clean. I left that piece of cheese for Elv! Put it down!"
Rheagar was instantly overjoyed.
He made a relaxed gesture and put the cheese on the chopping board.
"Well, well, I hope I hear the bell soon."
With that, he calmly adjusted his sword to a 90-degree angle and quickly walked up the stairs.
"These humans are really rude!"
