Thus, Sakaro habitually swallowed, pretending not to care about the aroma of meat and meals from the basket. He let the women who volunteered to join the logistics team deliver warm food to the warriors resting against the city wall while guarding, which is all they could do from the rear.
One by one, the warriors saw the warm food and rushed forward. After being buffeted by the cold wind at night, even hiding behind the battlements was somewhat chilling, urgently needing a substantial amount of food and energy.
Occasionally, some grumbling voices would be heard.
"Why is it always pea dry rice and fish fillets? I want to eat meat!"
"I also haven't had a real piece of meat in a long time."
"Come on," another warrior said vaguely, "it's good enough you have dry rice and fish fillets to eat. Large pieces of meat are a privilege only enjoyed by the most valiant Dragon Legion."
