To bid farewell to the departing Mutos, High Cliff Castle held a grand bonfire party after nightfall.
Of course, this was just a remote corner of the vast Wilderness, with only a crescent moon blanketing the land. For fifty li in any direction, High Cliff Castle was the only sign of civilization.
But with High Cliff Castle's now-sizable population, the place was bustling with life and more than capable of throwing a lively celebration.
Whole forest deer, hunted by the High Cliff Castle Warriors during the day, were mounted on spits, dripping fat as they roasted in the orange firelight.
The wine Miriel had brought was uncorked and poured down the gullets of the Beastmen into their massive stomachs.
Levi used his own special blend of chili powder while grilling, and paired with the meat—crispy on the outside and tender on the inside—it was enough to make even Baisitina and the others, who had never eaten spicy food before, grudgingly accept it.
