"Thank you, Lord! Thank you, Lord!"
After being set down, Elimon looked as if he'd been granted a full pardon.
'It seems my gamble paid off.'
Looking at the meat a human Soldier offered him, Elimon hesitated for a moment. For an instant, he even wondered if it was poison.
But he cast the thought aside just as quickly.
It wasn't that he thought the humans had no reason to do so; it was mainly that he was too hungry, so hungry he was about to go mad.
Watching Elimon wolf down his food, the human Soldiers even kindly offered him water.
This was a testament to Robson's leadership. Although the Frank Kingdom and the Beastman Empire had been at war for centuries, as long as Robson showed a friendly attitude toward this Gnoll, his Soldiers could cast those animosities aside.
After mumbling a few words of thanks, Elimon began to eat and drink with abandon.
Robson wasn't in a hurry. He waited for Elimon to finish, and then the group continued deeper into the cave, led by the Gnoll.
