The world in the moon begins with becoming Morgan’s husband!

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"There's no way he's going to show up again, so there's no need to worry."

"..."

After hearing this, Gawain seemed to have thought of something.

But this meditation was quickly broken by Gareth's volley palm.

The girl, who was nearly two heads shorter than Gawain, jumped up and hit her brother on the head.

She put her hands on her waist and said with a bit of complaint:

"Hey! Brother Gawain! The king asked you to come here, didn't he just want you to chat with your father?"

"what?"

Ian was a little puzzled.

"What does it mean?"

"Here."

Gareth pointed to the military camp a little further away.

"The king said that today is a day to reward all the knights. I hope brother Gawain will call your father back."

"But he seems to have forgotten it at all!"

"I didn't forget." Gawain was a little unconvinced after being knocked on the head by Gareth, "You little dwarf, I just wanted to ask my father something!"

"You're a dwarf! No, that's not right! You're a gorilla!"

"Gareth! Say it again?!"

"Big! Gorilla! Gorilla!"

"Gareth, it seems I have to deal with you today!"

"Luanluanluo, let's talk about it after you catch me!"

[Looking at the noisy brother and sister, you feel a little funny, but also feel very happy. 】

[You feel much happier. 】

[You and them returned to the military camp one after another. 】

In the military camp under the sunlight.

The knights are busy preparing everything needed before the reward.

Looking at the smiles on their faces, Ian realized that this was the first time for these elites of Camelot to be rewarded.

For a long time in the past, they had always been in a state of high mental stress, and could be torn apart by external forces at any time.

It is quite necessary to give a reward like this.

"Mr. Ian."

Artoria came to Ian's side and spoke in a voice that only he could hear.

"You're back."

"Yeah." Ian responded in the same way.

"I didn't expect you would arrange today for a day like this."

"After all, I haven't done this for a long time."

The girl's face turned slightly red.

"The knights are working so hard in the battle, so they should have this opportunity to enjoy themselves."

"and--"

"and?"

"And Mr. Ian, you don't seem to want to mention that assassination again, so it is necessary to let the knights forget something that you don't want to mention in this way, right?"

Artoria said it very seriously, as if this was her true purpose.

Ian obviously did not expect that she would think about this, so he could only respond with a smile.

"Well, you're right."

"If everyone gets caught up in the joy of the reward, no one will remember it."

"In this case, it is indeed conducive to the stability of military morale."

"Yeah!" Artoria nodded.

"I feel the same way."

"Then let's begin."

"it is good."

[This is a reward for the frontline knights. 】

[The knights were influenced by the aroma of food surrounding the military camp and began to eat and drink. 】

[This wonderful enjoyment also aroused their yearning for the future. 】

[You listened carefully for a while and found that almost all of them were eager to win the war. 】

[You know this is an expedition of great significance to Camelot. 】

[You sense that Excalibur Galatine is willing to help with this. 】

[At this moment, Gawain comes to you again. 】

"Father."

I saw Gawain holding a wooden board in his hand, with a portion of mashed potatoes on it.

"Please try my handiwork."

"Oh?"

Ian was slightly surprised.

"Gawain, do you actually do this?"

"Yes."

Gawain showed a rare expression of pride.

"I think as a knight, you should learn as many different skills as possible."

“Only in this way can we help others when they are in need.”

"Yeah." Ian nodded with satisfaction.

"Your idea is very commendable. This is indeed an excellent quality that a knight should possess."

"So--"

"Just let me have a taste of your craftsmanship."

[You took the mashed potatoes from Gawain. 】

[This is a very simple dish - just use potatoes as raw materials, add some corresponding seasonings, cook them in a container, and then mash them into a puree with tools. 】

[Even in a military camp where time and money are at a premium, it is still a dish worth trying. 】

[You have prepared words to praise Gawain - after all, he is so looking forward to your praise. 】

[But the development of things is somewhat beyond your expectation. 】

It sells well;

The smell is also in line with the common sense of gourmet food.

Ian gently scooped up a spoonful of mashed potatoes and stuffed it into his mouth.

Shila-

Ian felt his brain shaking.

How come...it tastes so bad? !

If we describe it in words——

That is, after the cheese was gnawed by rats for more than half a month, it was thrown into a bucket where leftover rice balls gathered, soaked in smelly oil for several days, and then added with a paste made from rotten eggs. A concoction of twisted food.

Just tolerating this smell is like facing a god-like challenge.

If he hadn't developed a perseverance long ago, Ian was sure that he would have turned upside down on the spot.

Gollum.

With an attitude like facing a curse, Ian swallowed the mashed potatoes in his mouth with difficulty, and then he was surrounded by Gawain's expectant eyes.

"Father, how does it taste?"

"..."

Ian didn't know how to answer this question.

be honest?

It seemed like it would severely damage his self-confidence.

But if he lied, shouldn't he eat the whole plate of mashed potatoes?

This is a dilemma.

And Ian doesn't want to choose either one.

Seemingly noticing her sweetheart's dilemma, Arturia said expressionlessly:

"This mashed potato smells really good."

"Qing Ian, let me have a taste."

"..."