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As the feast continued, the Orcs began to bring something they called "ale" which was fermented water with special types of seeds and herbs who they added something sweet named death fruit juice.

Death Fruit was a grotesque fruit that grew in the dry and black-colored leafless trees near the swamp, they formed every 10 years after enough souls were gathered in such strange trees, and the fruits would take the shape of dry and agonizing human-like faces. The Orcs would collect such fruits and open their hard interior to find a sweet, red-colored interior. It was the only sweet food available in the entire area.

These fruits were incredibly precious, however, as they represented the death passing and their souls being used to the nourishment of the new generations, so it was often only fed to the young Orcs and to pregnant mothers to give them enough calories and sugars to survive the cold temperatures of the night.

However, usually, the seeds were fermented alongside some of the juice into a special type of ale that was only drunk on special occasions, and this was a special occasion for them.

"Here, my lord, please try it! It is quite a good drink!" said Dura, as she gave Chaos a large jug of this red-colored alcoholic beverage.

Chaos smelled it as he found the scent rather enticing, his eyes gleaming with bright red light, as he drank a bit of it after he finished eating a giant roasted snake.

Sweet.

"Hmm… This… What is this?" he wondered.

Chaos on his entire life had never tasted something that was sweet, his previous life he was only fed multi-vitaminic juices packed with calories that had the taste of bitter milk, and in this new life, he had mostly eaten raw materials such as meat, bones, skin, and inner organs, alongside a lot of blood.

Oh, well, blood had a certain sweetness, but he found it to have a different flavor to the refreshing and slightly spicy sweetness of the ale, it seemed very stimulating to his tongue, and after the first drink, he continued to drink more and more, until the jug was finished in a few seconds.

"Hahh… This is good…" he said, feeling a bit hot on his chest, was this being drunk?

But he was a Vampire Dragon, how could he get drunk?

Naturally, the drunkenness quickly faded away, it only lasted a minute. But the feeling he got was stimulating to his heart and mind.

"Is it, isn't it?" asked Dura with an excited smile.

"This drink is quite sweet, and it is also made by fermenting the seeds and the juice of death fruits, my lord. It seems to be a special type of alcoholic drink preferred by the Orcs. Hmm, perhaps we could try planting some of those trees around here and use the powers of the scarecrows and the Elder Treant to boost their growth speed and fruit production! If they need souls, we can also find them and insert them into the trees," said Belphegor.

"Eh?! B-But it is a sacred tree…" said Dura.

"Sacred or not, it seems to be a good fruit, I want to taste more of this flavor," said Chaos.

Seeing Chaos agreed to Belphegor's idea, Dura immediately threw away her faith in her tribe's customs and nodded obediently.

"If my lord likes it I will make ale all day long!" she said, kneeling before him.

"Thank you, I really appreciate it," said Chaos, extending his hand and petting Dura's silky white hair, making the Oni almost orgasm in surprise.

Chaos had begun to grow obsessed over petting those he felt like they needed a reward, and not even the muscular and tall former Orc woman could escape from his petting, like an obedient little dog, she happily received his gratitude in the form of this type of affection.

"Good girl," he said, as he continued to drink ale while feasting on the beasts.

"Ah, my lord I shall bring all the ale you want, wait here~!" said Dura, becoming very feminine with Chaos.

Dura quickly walked away to bring more ale, disregarding all the ale her tribe has saved for generations so her lord could be happier by drinking as much as he wanted. The other Orcs glanced at Dura with a bit of jealousy as she had received such a show of affection! While those that had yet to fall for Chaos charm felt like she seemed like a weirdo.

Chaos continued to feast in the beasts, as he quickly reached something he wanted, there were a few corpses of giant wyverns coated in black scales, some of them had their heads splattered, so they had been gathered and put into piles. He began consuming them one by one by shapeshifting only his head into a gigantic dragon head.

Th wyverns' brains were delightful and creamy, the bones crunchy and tasty, and the bone marrow gave it a nice touch to it. There were also the membranes of the wings and the wings themselves, which were ice to bite on. Chaos enjoyed the entire creature and didn't leave a single thing.

While doing so, he also began to eat the cooked preparations, the giant grilled skewered meat, made of multiple types of monsters, and more.

Later on, he moved on to other things, such as the giant carapace of the turtles that had approached the castle, and the large corpse of a giant, black-furred wolf with a large crimson-red horn, which was also consumed promptly after.

Chaos continued to eat and eat while drinking ale with those at his side, he had never experienced such a fantastic feast with friends enjoying a meal at his side, a feeling of companionship quickly grew inside of his cold heart, as he found this place became more and more like his home, and that these many different people and monsters were like his family.

His regret of not having eaten them quickly dissipated, as he found that such a thing would be horrible to do to those he valued as family… although it might be early, he had already begun to understand that he needed to protect them with everything he had.

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