Demarcus knew that if he wanted to change their minds, he had to speak with facts. So, he called Giorgris and he went into the camp and picked up a cow stomach, then he went to a stream by the side of the camp and washed it thoroughly, then he boiled hot water in the pot and took out his sword and started cutting.

At this moment, the 5 people who doubted Olivors words and some curious soldiers surrounded Demarcus.

Unhurriedly, Demarcus took several tablespoons of soup from another pot, where beef and lamb were cooking, and poured it into a new pot, after boiling the soup, he poured himself into the cut cow stomach. After a while, he picked up the pot and sprinkled it with salt, a simple pot of soup, it was ready.

"Come try it."

Mace hesitated to run his sword through it, then blew on it and slowly popped it into his mouth.

To the others' questions he didn't reply and silently took another piece...then another piece...then everyone reacted and was ready to run, Mace ignored the heat and picked up the pot and ran, everyone cursed and chased after him …

Demarcus didn't think that Mace, a great thoughtful man, was also quite funny.

"It seems that the internal organs of animals are not only edible, but also taste good." Laurenz, who did not participate in the chase, sighed.

Demarcus didn't say anything, the internal organs of animals are not quite delicious, like liver, but it is very useful for the human body. There is no industrial pollution in this world and there should be no danger of getting poisoned by eating it.

“But we have enough meat to eat for one day. The weather is so hot and the internal organs will be damaged tomorrow.” Laurenz said helplessly.

Demarcus had thought of a way to deal with this problem, he pointed to the sheep intestines that had been thrown aside and said, “We can do it: smoked sausage! (In fact, some Aserai horse herders know how to make sausage using the horse's intestines, but it hasn't yet become widespread.)

"Smoked sausage?"

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After they all returned, they looked at Demarcus in slight wonder. After tasting the delicious 'soup', they thought Olivors' words were correct. If it weren't for being 'Favored by God', why was Demarcus the only one among the more than 10,000 Vladians who had been able to think that such dirty things could be eaten and were also delicious! Demarcus was like them before, throwing away the internal organs of animals, but now he has changed a lot, it must be Wahdarr's favor.

As a result, Demarcus found it much easier to order them to do things. The internal organs and some of the remaining meat were cut up and stuffed into the intestine. They stuffed a small segment, then tied it with the thread they had taken from the linen, added another segment, then tied it again...

Once done, they hung it on a wooden post they had erected and then smoked it. Demarcus learned this type of form from the villagers when he was an official in the mountains in his previous life. Now the conditions are limited and time is short, so they can only simplify the process and, as long as it can be stored for a few more days, and just eat it.

Demarcus and the rest, flaunting their smoked sausages, had attracted a good number of spectators. With Olivors, Mace and the others gloating, all the soldiers had their eyes glued to Demarcus as if he were some kind of rare object.

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At noon, word came that King Aserai had sent a messenger for them to surrender, but he was repulsed by the mercenary leaders.

In the afternoon, other information arrived. Artenus's messenger returned and brought Artenus's answer: he refused to attack King Aserai's troops, he only wanted to return to Razid and is willing to help the Vladian mercenaries on their return journey.

Once again, Demarcus proved what he had said correct and the others were no longer surprised.

Other information soon came in, Clechus would sacrifice an animal and leave it to the gods whether they would fight or retreat.

Demarcus was amused, this is clearly the mercenary leaders' means of evading responsibility from him.

However, his companions take the results of the divination very seriously. For Demarcus it was unreasonable to see something like that, it did not fit with his perspective of a modern man.

Obviously, the mercenary leaders did not get good divination results. Therefore, the mercenaries were ordered to join forces with Artenus and return to Razid.

Now, the soldiers in each camp must immediately start packing and putting their things in the cart. After dark, when the brass trumpet sounds, each legion will depart in turn.

Suddenly, tension permeated the camp, but everyone's face was more or less relaxed, after all, from Razid to the present, 8-9 months have passed and they can finally go home, no one wants to stay in a hostile land. for a long time.

"Can you have this sausage?" Laurenz asked.

Demarcus looked at the dozens of sausages being smoked and shook his head, "Wait until dark, we'll have them before we go." He knows that half a day is not enough to meet the smoked sausage standard, but if it is baked a little longer, it can be stored much longer.

They all began to break down their tents and pack their things, and their movements were very deft. Even though Demarcus has such memories, he still needs to make this memory a habit. He seriously learned as he watched.

As they all reached the supply unit with their tents and things, Demarcus saw a fat man yelling and ordering his men to carry the goods. Although there were quite a few soldiers in the supply unit, he was able to maintain order and systematic work.

"Who is that?" Demarcus pointed at it and asked.

Lucious, Metor supply officer. That fat pig is the worst, the last time I came here to find a woman, he actually asked me for 2 silver coins! Olivers said.

Demarcus looked thoughtfully at the noisy animals and asked, "Did we march earlier during the night?"

“Rarely. Without the moonlight, you couldn't see anything at all. Even if there is, it's very difficult to march at night. the night and there have been several injuries in the past, so the supply unit is separated from us,” said Laurenz.

Demarcus thought about it and placed his things in Laurenz's hands and left.

"Hey! Come back! Lucious isn't easy to deal with!" Olivers exclaimed.

Fearing that Demarcus would suffer, Mace ran to him.

"Stop!" A guard pointed a spear at Demarcus: "It's not your turn yet, get back in line!"

Demarcus noted that he is empty-handed, saying, "I have something to look for Lucious."

The guard subconsciously looked back and shook his head: "If I were you, I wouldn't bother the boss when he's busy."

"In agreement." Demarcus smirked and then yelled, "Lucious, I can help you solve the problem of animals that are easily startled at night!"

His shout managed to attract the soldiers.

“That's Demarcus! He can even solve this problem, he really deserves to be the 'favored one of God'!

"What 'favored by God'?"

"You do not know? Demarcus is 'Favored by God', this is what Olivors said…”

Demarcus listened to the crowd and realized that his goal was halfway accomplished.

"Can you really solve the animal problem?" Lucious walked over, looked at Demarcus, and asked suspiciously.

"Of course! This is Demarcus!" Mace is already becoming a fan of his.

“Are you Demarcus?! That Demarcus who made the smoked sausage?!” Lucious's expression changed and he asked in surprise.

Demarcus nodded.

“Come and help me see if there is something wrong with the sausage I made?” With that, Lucious pushed Demarcus inside.

Demarcus pointed out the problem after seeing the smoked sausage he made, Lucious complained a bit, “You should have told me about the sausage first and not about the soldiers who only know how to fight and kill. You should know that they are just wasting it! Unfortunately, when I found out, all the meat and internal organs were almost gone. Fortunately, I reacted quickly!” Lucious said, then suddenly remembered Demarcus's purpose for coming: “Oh right! I almost forget it. Did you say that you can solve the problem of animals being easily scared at night?

"It's very simple. Cover your eyes. Cows and horses have a shy and meek character. When they can't see anything, they don't dare to take a step and will blindly obey the instructions given by the people leading them," he said. Demarcus seriously.This is what the old farmers in the mountains talked about when they chatted with him.

"Wow! It turned out like this! I'll go and try it!" Lucious turned and ran and suddenly stopped: "Demarcus, I hope you come to me often! If you want to play with a woman, I won't charge you!"

Demarcus smiled: 'This fat boy is really serious.'