Black-haired Knight King of Chaldea

Chapter 369 This melon is so sweet
Joan of Arc was guided by Martha, while the tactical side was handed over to Caesar, Alexander and Leonidas.

Yagi Xuesai's position was very awkward on both sides, so he simply didn't go there.

Obviously, Martha is the saintess who communicates with the saints. She is neither a woman nor a saint, and she doesn't even believe in Christianity. It is definitely useless to go by herself.

As for the tactics, although Yagi wanted to listen to them and enrich his tactical knowledge.However, with the three professionals present, the conversations were naturally on professional topics.

It's like three physics professors staying together to talk about academics, they must be full of advanced and obscure terms, and those who have never studied physics must be confused.

Leonidas is fine, but Caesar and Alexander really are. These two people are like trying to guess riddles. After listening to it for a while, they are confused and dull. what!
So, Yagi Xuesai walked on the streets of Bordeaux as if he was strolling in the courtyard.

Of course, the streets are clean, and the people, as always, show a decadence that has nothing to do with this energy.People who are looking forward to the savior and eager to be saved by others are doing their daily work in a daze.

Not far away, I saw the black-haired archer brother with a hearty smile on the opposite side, holding a huge watermelon, followed by Fujimaru Tachika and Mash, the three of them walked this way talking and laughing, and saw Yagi Yukisai and Fujimaru Tatsuka waved their arms happily: "Senior Yagi! Come and eat together?"

"To eat."

Anyway, no money, why not eat?
With the mood of such a petty citizen, Yagi Xuezhai naturally joined the camp of eating melons.

Go back to the base casually - in fact, the monastery was changed.Monasteries in this era often also functioned as orphanages. If monks and children lived there, they must have the necessary living facilities.He found a table at random, and Yagi originally wanted to cut it with the holy sword, but Arash rejected it with a delicate expression.

"We can't afford it, you should respect the Holy Sword!"

Yagi Xuesai recalled what he had done with the holy sword, and suddenly felt guilty.If the holy sword envoy came back one day and wanted to return the sword himself, but his sword smelled like pork or watermelon, wouldn't he hack himself to death on the spot?
Or Arash had a way, clasped his knuckles, and smacked the watermelon into seven or eight pieces irregularly.

No matter what the image was, Arash chose a big one from it, picked it up and gnawed it.

"Well, don't you have a different taste if you eat like this!"

Arash laughed.

Yagi Xuesai blinked several times, sighed, and said with a helpless smile: "Yes, that's how it is. It's okay to be bold once in a while."

"Ah...just use your hands..."

Fujimaru Tachika is having a bit of trouble. Girls are definitely different from men. You have to care about your image.If you don't think about it carefully, there must be watermelon juice in the corners of your mouth and hands.It's all good, you can wash your hands and mouth, but... if it gets on your clothes... right?This is the master uniform with the black dragon pattern that was just stitched when I came to France!Very precious, okay?

As for Mash, pure as a piece of white paper, he imitated the example and picked up a piece, imitating the appearance of Arash, buried his head in the watermelon piece, gnawed it in small bites, and was squeezed, the watermelon was sweet and greasy The juice splashed all over her face.

(Look! If you eat it this way, your face will be full of juice!)
Fujimaru Tatsuka thought so in her heart.

"Senior! This melon is so sweet!"

Lifting his head from the deliciousness, Mash urged Fujimaru Tachika to eat too with a voice of surprise.

She only gets knowledge from books on weekdays.As of two years ago, she was a living being who lived by ingesting artificially-synthesized nutritious food and drips.It is rare to be able to directly gain experience through [eating] in this way.

Of course, Chaldea also has watermelons.

But they are all cut into small square pieces and frozen in the refrigerator. While they taste cool and delicious, they always feel that...something is missing.Nothing compared to what I ate today.

(I don't know if it's because of the variety, or because of the different planting conditions, or because of the different cutting methods? Let the seniors try it too!)
Matthew thought so.

Mash's purple soft side hair, like the corner of her mouth, was stained with a lot of pink juice, and it was dripping down.

Fujimaru Tatsuka responded, and decided that no matter what his image was, he might as well do as Romans do.

Sometimes it's like this, obviously I have my own opinions in my heart, but because everyone has done it, so let's do it myself!Such conformity will drive people to behave differently.

Although it has not been chilled or carefully sliced, to be honest, the watermelon grown by this traditional method cannot be compared with the watermelon grown through highly scientific calculations in the future in terms of sweetness.

But, there is just an unstoppable feeling.

Probably, this is the so-called atmosphere.

Like that joke: does the food taste better when you eat in a five-star hotel?No, it will get more expensive.

That's it, after all, eating in such an environment, the atmosphere is different, and there is always a different feeling.

"Ah, what a pleasure. While everyone is busy, just the few of us secretly eating desserts, isn't this feeling particularly exciting?"

Arash smiled heartily and said so without malice.

As soon as he reminded him, it seemed to be like this. Among the few followers who came to this singularity, everyone was busy with their own affairs, and only their side was still paddling. Like stealing snacks!There is an extra refreshing feeling!

Both Yagi Yusai and Fujimaru Tachika clapped their hands: "I understand!"

As for Matthew, he was very happy to eat, but after hearing his words, he felt a little guilty again, and his face was flushed, which was even more translucent than the watermelon juice on the corner of his mouth.

"Well, Mash, don't be so nervous!"

Fujimaru Tachika smiled, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and was about to wipe Mash's mouth——

"Master Anzhen!! Use mine! Use my handkerchief!"

With a swipe, a bluish-white figure came out of nowhere and got beside the Chaldeans. Needless to say, this must be Qing Ji.

Holding her own handkerchief in her hand, she happily changed the handkerchief in Fujimaru Tatsuka's hand.

"This is Mrs. An Zhen's handkerchief! How can it get dirty! Hehehehe..."

Qing Ji said, with a fanatical smile on her face, her expression gradually softened, and she directly stuffed the handkerchief into her arms.

"Master An Zhen, use this handkerchief! Please, please!"

Fujimaru Tachika always felt that something was wrong, but didn't know what to say, so she could only smile awkwardly, and wiped the watermelon juice from the corner of Mash's mouth, and the handkerchief smeared red.

What a peace!
(End of this chapter)