No one knows King Arthur better than I do

Alaya still doesn't know what she will face next!

Now she was lying on the bed reading a book like Carl.

The book wasn't originally in Karl's place.

Instead, she picked it up from somewhere else.

All kinds of things about visiting the sick are written on it.

I said that patients are indeed uncomfortable when they are sick, but they can rest, be taken care of, and maybe even eat good food...

Well, it was written by Carl.

Thinking of this, Alaya laughed.

"How could Karl do such a troublesome thing like writing a book for no reason? He must have had my idea a long time ago and planned to pretend to be sick!"

"However, in my observation records, I didn't deliberately record him pretending to be sick... It seems that he must have not had time to pretend to be sick or only pretended to be sick about once. I didn't expect to be discovered by coincidence."

Thinking of this, Alaya put away the book and lay down obediently.

Feeling the soft bed, smiling like a child.

To be looked after, not to work, to get good food...

Well, let's experience the fun of human beings after a long absence~

……

30. Inner cloth skirt: 10②003⑦992 Share exchange group 8①39213⑦4 How did Karl live to such a big age?

"we are coming."

Morgan pushed open the door of the room, followed by Artoria and Nero.

"Carl, you..."

Originally, they thought they would see Karl's laziness after entering the door, but in fact they saw Karl lying on the bed, breathing weakly, slowly opened his eyes, and stretched out his hand tremblingly to them.

"You are finally here..."

Forehead…

Seeing Carl like this, the three of Morgan and the others ran directly to the bed, and Nero ran at the forefront and grabbed Carl's hand.

"Carl, are you really sick!?"

To be honest, this is something that the three of them never thought about before they came here.

Because of the popularity of magic technology in the Federation, the concept of viruses actually already exists.

Under such circumstances, it was only natural for them not to think that any virus could invade Karl's body at first.

But I didn't expect that Karl was really critically ill!

"Feel sorry!"

Nero, who was holding Cal's hand, had a very sad expression on his face.

Arturia and Morgan were also a little silent.

And Alaya who was pretending to be Carl... Well, although she didn't want to be silent, she didn't know what to say.

So the atmosphere fell silent.

After a long time, Morgan stood up directly.

"Don't be like this... it's just sick, there must be a cure! You two take care of Karl first, and I'll go and mobilize all the doctors and equipment in the Federation!"

Morgan gritted his teeth after saying this.

To be honest, even she didn't have much hope of being able to cure Karl.

because…

The most powerful doctor in the Federation, or the most powerful doctor known is Karl.

He himself is like this, is it really useful to find another doctor?

——But even if it doesn't work, make a last try!

With this in mind, Morgan turned around and left after leaving behind Arturia and Nero.

And Artoria and Nero, after being silent for a while, finally squeezed out a smile.

After all, Karl is now critically ill. If they can no longer smile and stay by Karl's side, how uncomfortable he will be.

and so…

"I'm going to cook, Nero, you can sing to Carl, if he wants to rest, let him sleep for a while. Skaha went to deal with the work, and Sister Wang went to contact the medical team, then we have to shoulder the care Carl's responsibility comes."

"Well, don't worry, leave it to Yu!"

Alaya was a little embarrassed.

But seeing that the atmosphere seemed to be back to normal now, Alaya finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She looked at Arturia who was cooking and Nero who slowly took out the microphone, and suppressed her smile for a moment.

Seems to be... getting better?

☆

To rest, to be cared for, to have good food, to have the things you normally want...

Without the torment of the illness itself, what Alaya saw in Carl's book was a world where basically acquaintances would treat you tenderly.

but…

Alaya looked at Nero who grabbed his hand, then turned down the microphone amplification effect, and Nero, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, kept singing. Yay already feeling a bit of a headache!

——Is this the ultimate weapon of the Federation?

A mental attack that can be effective against myself as a restraining force!

But in the historical observations she read, Karl enjoyed listening to Nero sing, so now she can't show disgust, let alone stop Nero... so this is very embarrassing!

How did Karl say that...

awsl (forcing true)

It was a long and terrifying eight hours when I had a splitting headache and felt that my brain was shaking.

When Nero finally stopped, Artoria came back.

Alaya finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As for Artoria...

Did she cook before?

Hmm~ I remember that the food in the Federation is pretty good. Although I was tortured for eight hours, it’s not bad to be able to eat some good food!

With such thoughts, Alaya sat up under the support of Nero, and then Artoria took a pot, and then took a fork, inserted a piece of potato with skin on it and put it in his before.

"what……"

Seeing Artoria's solemn expression, although Alaya thought the potato didn't look very tasty, she still took a bite.

Ok……

How should I put it...

- Subtle tasteless!

It seems that salt and black pepper have been added... The potatoes themselves are indeed cooked...

But there is no way around this. Alaya still remembers that black pepper is very expensive in this era. Only the Federation has slightly cheaper black pepper for civilian use. The price of black pepper in other regions is even more expensive than gold!

Although compared to potatoes, Alaya thinks this thing might be more suitable for beef.

But if it's not bad, she has nothing to say.

The first bite looks like this.

Second bite...

So salty!so spicy!

This mouthful of Alaya knew it, it wasn't that Artoria put less seasoning, but that she didn't spread the seasoning evenly!

--split!

But anyway, Alaya is also restraining.

Although this can already be said to be unpalatable, she still didn't show much. She just took one bite after another. In the situation of constant experience of tasteless, too sweet, too salty, and too spicy, which is a big wheel of surprises, she can be regarded as I ate the whole pot.

Just when Alaya felt that he could breathe a little easier, Artoria smiled and took the second pot from a knight...

As Arturia said before.

The quantity of ingredients she brought this time is a quantity that will make her feel a lot!

and so…

Holding a fork, Artoria inserted a piece of potato with a flawless smile, and put the potato to Alaya's mouth again.

"what……"

☆

——My body is already pineapple pineapple da!

Alaya sat on the head of the bed, leaning against the pillow, the corners of his mouth were slightly crystal clear, and his eyes were looking at the ceiling.

She wants to die from eating potatoes!

If she wasn't restrained, then she felt that she probably couldn't bear it.

Fortunately, Morgan came back and saved her life.

As for Morgan...

"Miss Wang, do you think it's delicious?"

"Hmm...it's kind of weird..."

Seeing that Arturia was watching Morgan eating potatoes at this moment, Alai quickly lay down after smiling, and covered his face with the quilt, indicating that he could neither see nor hear anything.

A dead fellow Taoist will not die a poor Taoist—you wish for good luck!

Morgan is literally cracking right now.

But when she saw the stacked pots beside her, she thought that Karl's disease was so serious and he ate so much just now, so although she didn't want to eat anymore, she was still eating.

but…

It's all about eating, but she still plans to find an appropriate time to talk to Arturia and tell her not to cook!

As for this account...

Well, she has already been recorded on Gao Wen's body!

……

31. Alaya must have done it!

Demons dance!

If one were to find an adjective for the scene in front of him, then Skaha would probably choose the four words 'Dancing Demons'.

Small iron pots were thrown all over the floor.

From time to time, you can still see the residue of potatoes.

Morgan was already foaming at the mouth while lying on the ground, while Arturia was holding a pot, pinching Nero's neck and stuffing something into her mouth.

And Karl...

It seems that the breath is very weak, and I am lying on the bed trying to put on a look-I am just a secondary actor, the protagonist is not what I look like.

Seemingly hearing the sound of Scathach opening the door, Artoria threw the fainted Nero aside, then took a small pot of potatoes and looked towards Scathach's position.

"Skaha, you are back, you must be very tired after dealing with so much work, come, let's have a meal!"