22 The First Banquet Under the Hill (1/2)

John watches as the fairy departs. Now that she wasn't watching anymore his branches drooped. ”Can you believe that lass.” He complains to Joe. ”I only asked for a few mystic herbs and she acts like I was asking for divine medicine!”

”Buro,” Joe said while looking at the plant curiously. ”Why do you have to value everything by how good it tastes?” John complained. ”Mooro!” Joe responded angrily.

”Just because you gain strength from eating doesn't mean everything is about food.” John sighed. ”Also being able to raise them will make the environment even better. Which is good for the villagers and us.” He explained to the uneducated demonic bull. ”Anyways if you eat before they propagate and grow there wouldn't be enough, to even fill one of your stomachs.”

”Hell, I had to practically pry that Sentinel Bell flower, out of your mouth!” John pointed his branch accusingly at the demonic bull. Joe looks proudly into the sky and snorts. ”Now you take credit for finding it? I remember you were in tears when it was taken away by that girl.” John laughs.

”Still it's a good thing that Elanor is a bit dumb. If she could identify the plant, all the mystery would be gone.” Joe's stomach gurgled still looking proud into the sky. ”You! You're still thinking about eating it, aren't you.” John cries this stupid glutton.

Down below everyone was looking at the flamboyant cultivator. They were worried a fight would break out at any moment. Seeing her return filled them with relief.

Gregory walks over with a servile smile, as she lands like a feather. ”The meal is prepared. If you are ready should we began the banquet?” Elanor distracted by the previous conversation only nods to the old man in front of her.

Gregory didn't mind the lack of interest. How could he comprehend the minds of cultivators? ”This way then please.” He says gesturing towards the meeting area of the village. They had cleared this place of plants and stamped the ground with wooden poles. It was the only place where the villagers could escape the enveloping plant life.

Now they had placed stumps for everyone to sit on. In the center, a fire was under a stove made of stones. They used a big wood pot to create a soup. In the fire sit vegetable shish kabobs grilling. This was a feast of the size no one had indulged in since their escape into the forest.

Gregory sighs, ”I apologize for the lack of accommodations. We're cut off from the world here, so the niceties we can offer are limited.” Elanor shook her head and laughed, ”I may not look it, but I'm often roughing it. So there is nothing to fear.”

Looking around Elanor furrowed her brow. ”The only thing that is missing is alcohol. This can't be a banquet without a good drink!” She said nodding with a bright smile. Gregory looks at the beauty awkwardly, ”I'm sorry, but we don't have anything like that. It was hard enough to get water for a time.” He said nervously rubbing his head.

”Never fear, Elanor is here!” She said energetically thrusting her fist in the air causing her voluptuous chest, to bounce dangerously. Men and women alike can't help but be filled with anticipation of the slip. Mellisa wonders if the clothes are magic? That's the only explanation for keeping those mountains hidden under the loose fabric she thought.

With a twirl, Elanor releases a few bottles of wine from her interspatial ring. Everyone's eyes went wide. They'd never seen such a miraculous feat before. ”Now we're ready. Let the banquet began!” Elanor says with a wink.

Laurel hopped over to Elanor ”Amazing! How do you make things appear from nowhere?” The girl asks with sparkling eyes. ”Haha, It's nothing special. Every cultivator can do it with an interspatial ring.” She explains showing the girl, the ring on her finger. ”If you work hard even you…..”