He is the Holy Son of the Holy See, but a master of black magic.

The plains beyond the forest stretch as far as the eye can see, with patches of green grass growing there, and occasional hills rising up one after another, looking quite beautiful in the sunlight.

But it's always deserted.

Previously, the enthusiastic squirrel pointed the direction to Andy, and then refused to leave the forest boundary.

Andy can only go on the road alone.

As a result, we walked for almost three hours.

Apart from returning to reality for a meal, he was always on the road but didn't see anything.

This made Andy wonder, was the squirrel pointing randomly to get rid of him?

"Why don't we do this for today?"

The idea was already playing in his mind.

But before the idea could turn into action, he saw a hazy mountain range at the end of his field of vision after crossing a hilly area.

When Andy saw this, his pace quickened.

As we continue to get closer, the mountains gradually become clearer. After reaching a certain distance, we can vaguely see a towering castle standing on a certain section of the mountain!

And, there are tents and military camps lined up in rows and neatly arranged in an orderly manner.

The military camp is set up around the castle, and you can see many soldiers in armor active in it, making fires, making meals, repairing equipment, and transporting supplies.

Occasionally, you can see some armed knights wearing full body armor, riding their horses and leaving the nearby area, going somewhere unknown.

"Is this a simulated war using the Palace of Myths?"

"Hmm...the Battle of Baloric in 1022?"

The flags flying in the camp clearly displayed the family crests of many nobles, so Andy recognized this information after a quick look.

As a result, he had some understanding of the crown prince's personality and hobbies.

The so-called Battle of Baloric was actually nothing outstanding militarily, and it did not involve a struggle on a transcendent level.

But the other party was actually interested in this, and carefully reviewed a large amount of information to recreate the entire battlefield...

It must have been extremely careful, otherwise everything on the battlefield would not be so restored.

Of course, it is possible that the servants helped to do this, but even so, we can still get a glimpse of his serious attitude.

"Are you studying why the castle was able to hold on for so long despite a long-term siege?"

Andy guessed even more.

Just as he was about to walk towards the military camp, he suddenly discovered that an old man on crutches appeared silently next to him!

The old man has long hair like snow, sharp eyes, and looks like a great sage from the Middle Ages wearing a gray linen robe.

"What do you think of this war?"

Seeing Andy turn around, the other party asked, but he didn't seem to introduce himself at all, or ask who Andy was.

"It's a simple and rough defense of the city. I don't have any opinions." Andy replied.

There are many similarities between the Palace of Myths and Dreamland, including the ability to freely change images.

So the old man may not be an old man.

But after glancing at the other person for a moment, Andy could tell that this person was not the Crown Prince himself, but maybe an "NPC" servant created by the Crown Prince here. His whole body had an ancient flavor that was far removed from modernity.

Andy was not sure why he suddenly appeared next to him.

Maybe it was his own presence that attracted the other party's attention, or maybe the other party was focusing on this simulated war.

"Simple and crude?"

The old man frowned when he heard this, "Although the castle is easy to defend and difficult to attack, the food inside was burned by the traitors. It should have surrendered due to lack of food in about ten days, but it persisted for three months under the siege of the army - —This is very abnormal, but you think it’s simple and crude?”

"Because actually, the castle is not short of food." Andy said.

"It's ridiculous. What will they eat if they don't lack food? Cannibalism?"

"Well, it's sort of true, but not quite."

When he said this, Andy had a strange expression.

"What's the meaning?"

When the old man heard this, his brows furrowed even more.

If you can eat people, you can eat people. If you don't eat people, you can't eat people. What does it mean that it's not completely cannibalism?

Moreover, they had already ruled out the possibility of cannibalism. The historical data were inconsistent and did not mention it. If it were true cannibalism, the defenders would not be able to hold on for three months.

After all, the castle is not a town, it is a military fortress, mostly filled with soldiers.

Watching their former comrades being served to the dinner table would drive any elite regiment crazy, kill their commanders, and surrender to the city.

This is the conclusion reached through numerous simulations.

But he was wrong.

Andy was not referring to this form of cannibalism.

"Did you know that in that castle, there is something called Yaraka, and the defenders kept a lot of it?"

he asked instead.

"Yaraka?"

Upon hearing this, the old man immediately said: "A highly poisonous root-like plant that grows quickly, but it cannot be eaten at all."

They have also tried this.

In other words, they tried to imitate soldiers eating everything in the castle, including dirt.

None of them worked.

"Many of the spices we see every day are actually poisonous."

Andy said: "Why can they be used and make food taste better when added to it?"

"This involves basic cooking principles." The old man replied: "If you dilute the toxic spices, they will naturally become non-toxic."

"That's the problem." Andy nodded, "Yaraka needs to be diluted before it can be processed into food."

"How to dilute it?"

"Dry it, crush it, and soak it into a paste."

"impossible."

The old man snorted coldly, having already concluded that Andy was talking nonsense.

"We have also tried drying it in the sun, and we have also used various solvents that may be present in the castle to process it. Water, wine, oil, vinegar, basically everything we can try, the toxins in it cannot be diluted at all!"

"Have you ever tried urine?"

"...?"

"I suggest you try it."

Andy shrugged and said: "Then you will know why I said this battle is simple and crude."

The old man said nothing when he heard this, but his expression was full of disbelief.

Because this answer is so nonsense, it’s like a joke.

However, this matter is easy to verify in the Palace of Myths.

So the old man looked at Andy with a warning look and disappeared in an instant.

Then, within ten minutes, he appeared again.

Looking at Andy, the expression of the old man in retro clothes became quite complicated, and there was a little weirdness in it.

Because this method actually works!

To be honest, the Battle of Baloric had haunted them for years.

This is not to say that this battle is of any importance, but that their master is curious about what the people in the castle are eating.

However, because the battle took place so long ago, a lot of information is missing, and it is impossible to get the answer from books.

So the simulation of this battle began.

This unfolding never ends.

Until now...

"How did you know?" He couldn't help but ask.

After the answer surfaced, everything seemed really simple and crude, without any complexity.

But……

Who in the right mind would think of using something like that?