. "Ah Yeh! This spring in the north is really cold!"

A gust of cold wind blew through the cracks in the tent and into Feili's nostrils. He couldn't help but sneeze loudly and tighten the blanket wrapped around him.

But the wind seemed to be deliberately against him, and gradually became more and more fierce, and he had to drive him from his sweet dream back to the cold reality. After trembling completely, Feili, who was still extremely tired in body and mind, finally opened her eyes very reluctantly, and saw the crack on the wall of the tent that was big enough for adults to penetrate, and she immediately gnawed in dissatisfaction.

"It's really a hell. How did those engineers set up tents? Alas, I don't get used to it if I don't have a girlfriend to hold her to sleep in the cold weather!"

But when his eyes swept over the clock on the bedside table, he suddenly bounced off the camp bed, and then slid on the ground covered with thick canvas. There was no way, because it was too cold, a thick layer of frost formed on the ground.

Not caring about being thrown out of bruises, Feili put on a sweater randomly, and then hurriedly started to dress and wash—it was almost breakfast time, and Renee was sent by Chairman Zena to the rear to urge supplies two days ago, and his orderly officer was also transferred to take care of the wounded. Therefore, no one would help him get an extra portion of food and do everything by himself.

After putting on his clothes in a hurry, Feili rushed out of his small tent without even wearing a hat. Today's weather was surprisingly cold. Perhaps it was because of the cold current, the north wind blew the flags, the fences and tents whirred, shaving on his face like a knife cutting.

While running, the wound was still a little painful last night. After all, no matter how efficient the treatment spell was, he could not leave any sequelae. But for the sake of his stomach, he still endured the pain, frowned and continued to run towards the large tent in the officer's cafeteria.

Unfortunately, he still failed to achieve his goal.

The huge officer cafeteria was empty, with only a few cooks cleaning up the tables and chairs. There was no empty plate on the buffet table where bread, butter and broth were usually placed. He held the last glimmer of hope and asked the chef for leftovers, but he was extremely disappointed.

"No! Sir, we've eaten up everything." The fat chef smiled and rubbed his thick and short fingers that were as cold as a carrot. "It's surprisingly cold today, and the officials' appetites are surprisingly great. Even the noon portion has been eaten up! Oh, by the way, we still have a few pieces of dry bread here. But the stove has been turned off and we can't heat it up. If you want it, take it."

Looking at the bread that was frozen stronger than stones, Feili couldn't help but feel bitter, but she was helpless. The chefs in this officer canteen were all collected volunteers from all over the country. They were not under the jurisdiction of the Giant Bear Legion, and he had no right to force these people to help him work overtime. He was also unwilling to leave the impression of abuse of power on his superiors.

After baking three pieces of bread in a row with fireball and burning a large hole in the table, Feiri finally gave up her final effort.

"It seems that magic is not used for cooking..." He murmured to himself, touching his puffy belly and walking towards the door, deciding not to have breakfast today.

But what he didn't know was that among the elves magicians, there were quite a few masters of magic cooking, such as the deputy commander of the elves army in the opposite Arctic Port. Of course, they were forced out by the lack of fuel.

Fortunately, although he lacks cooking skills, he has a place to play the autumn wind.

"Hey! Feili, what are you doing? Are you so bored that you can learn from children to play with setting fire?"

A familiar voice called him, and Feili looked up and saw Charlotte in a military coat walking towards him. He looked back at the scrapped charred table and couldn't help but blush.

"Sorry, I want to try to use magic to heat up breakfast, but..." At this point, his stomach "gurgled" again. He had to smile embarrassedly, and he was embarrassed to continue talking.

"Don't worry about this, come with me." Charlotte just glanced at the wreckage of the micro-artificial fire, then held Feiri's hand and dragged it out. "Chairman Zena wants to invite you to breakfast and talk about some things, which made me have to come to you everywhere when I'm hungry." He complained, "Leave quickly, don't make Chairman Zena anxious. In this ghost weather, the hot soup that has just been cooked can freeze into ice in ten minutes. It's very harmful to eat cold rice in the morning!"

Feili curled her lips, but under the temptation of the hot meal, she followed quickly.

Unfortunately, he had never expected that he would see such a scene that made the nostrils bleed.

...

Chairman Zena's tent was neatly placed with shelves and wardrobe, and countless cute fluffy toys were decorated. A large pink soft bed occupied the most eye-catching position in the center of the tent, and two beautiful people were lying on it intertwined with lilies. Most of the silk quilts embroidered with lilies.

Under the bed, the lustful smell that has not yet dissipated in the air shows how beautiful things are here.

What's worse is that although one of the beauties is still sleeping, the other one has woken up in a daze.

"Hi, good morning, Xiao Feili!"

Karthas opened his eyes sleepily, glanced at Feili at the door, sat up halfway while yawning, waved at the other party, and the two balls of flesh on their chests were constantly shaking, making the two who broke into the tent breathe and their mouths dry.

"Well...good morning, two of you!"

Feiri held it in a daze for a long time before she squeezed out such a sentence. The clever Charlotte escaped at the first time, leaving him standing alone at the door of the tent, feeling very embarrassed.

At this time, probably because of Kalsas's physical activity, Zena also woke up. She yawned and stretched, raised her head from the pillow, and a crystal silk thread was pulled between the corner of her mouth and the pillow.

"Carl, let me sleep for a while... It's good for a while... Well? It's Xiao Feili, what are you doing here?" Don't you know that it's very rude to break into the lady's boudoir early in the morning?" Zena blinked and suddenly woke up.

Feiri's mouth twitched, "Your Excellency, didn't you ask Charlotte to call me?"

Zena's eyes turned, as if she had not recovered from morning hypoglycemia. However, Karthas, who woke up first, responded, raised his palm and shook it out twice, and signaled him to go out first with his eyes. Feili was so amnesty that he turned around and ran away, and a crisp laugh came from behind.

"Oh hehehe, what a cute little guy... Please wait outside for a while, breakfast will be ready soon, oh hehehe..."

***

Compared with the shabby officer cafeteria, the breakfast in Chairman Zena's tent was so rich that it was a bit less like breakfast. Bacon, toast, eggs, sausage, salad, various jams, square butter, and caviar prepared with cream were really enviable. And what's strange is that... there was also fruit candy on the table, which was really puzzling.

What made Feili even more confused was that Karthas was sitting at the dining table, but he never used his knife and fork. Instead, he kept looking at him with a smile, as if he treated himself as a big cake with fragrance. This strange association made Feili somewhat ignorant, but Charlotte was eating very much - because the two beauties had been dressing up for too long, and it was enough to ignite anyone's sense of hunger.

After Feli was confused and stuffed some food into her stomach, several maids came over to take away the plates on the table, then brought a pot of freshly brewed coffee, and poured it for everyone. Feli gently picked up the coffee and used a spoon to push away the thick cream on it, and a mellow fragrance came to her face. After drinking it gently, the taste of butter and sugar perfectly modified the bitterness brought by the coffee, making it more hot chocolate. And in just one sip, his remaining sleepiness disappeared, making people feel refreshed. Thinking of the inferior coffee that always condensed into pieces and sometimes smelled gunpowder, Feli couldn't help feeling a little sour.

"Oh, the luxury of rich people is different from that of us poor people! And when did they get hooked up? It seems that they have only known each other for two days."

He muttered silently in his heart, but naturally he would not say these questions. He just slowly savored the mellow coffee while chatting with them.

After a while of rest, Chairman Zena clapped his hands and motioned several maids to get a large-scale military map and spread it on the table. She cleared her throat and announced the purpose of summoning everyone.

"Ahem, based on the results of the vote a few days ago, our army is scheduled to launch an attack on the Arctic Port in the near future. I'm calling you here today to discuss the general military deployment and combat arrangements in advance, and it's best to come up with a rough plan. In this way, we'll have a basic idea at the afternoon military meeting..."

Feili nodded and roughly understood what Chairman Zena meant. This was probably to avoid the embarrassing situation where his subordinates and themselves were sang against each other like Governor Nome defending Port Emon. So Zena arranged to hold a preparatory meeting before the formal meeting, and to do a good job of unifying thoughts with her own direct line, so as not to have serious internal strife and let "outsiders" laugh at it.
Chapter completed!