No one knows King Arthur better than I do

Morgan, who was standing beside him, was a little flustered seeing him like this.

After all, she herself felt that it was too far-fetched just now.

But she made a little effort before going all out for a showdown with Carl.

Until now, I am still desperately explaining to Karl.

"Carl, I told you about the Age of Gods before. The embers of the Age of Gods are dissipating. Even if the embers of Ireland failed to give up the land, the embers of Ireland are also passing away—except for ordinary humans, elves Ah, the giant, must be weakened in such an environment."

"So those giants might have been strong originally, but now they are weaker."

"And I'm a merchant's daughter. Don't look at Al like that, but he is not a simple existence who can snatch the inheritance right from me. It is normal for him to be stronger and have some self-defense skills."

Carl looked at Morgan, who was desperately explaining, with a hint of gentleness in his eyes.

This is…

——Caring for the eyes of the mentally handicapped.

Although he didn't know why Morgan wanted to hide his identity in front of him, and would explain it to himself—but he could feel the importance Morgan attached to him.

Since the other party didn't want to say it, he wouldn't have no EQ to point it out directly.

But ah...

Carl looked at Morgan's explanation, and felt that he had a little sense of superiority in IQ.

This wave, this wave Morgan is still on the first floor, but he is already standing on the fifth floor!

Carl wanted to laugh a little at the thought of this.

Although people always called him a nerd in his last life, and he would die in this life, but judging from the fact that he can bluff Morgan, isn't he a witty bunch!

……

21. Arturia who lost at least [-] million

Because Carl didn't point out Morgan's problem, so the matter about the giant passed.

——It really should be like this.

But at breakfast the next day, Arturia, Knight Kai, and Lancelot made a decision after discussing with the residents of the town.

"Sister Moore, Boss, you just wait for the three of us in this town for a while—we will find the lair of the giants, and find a way to completely rid the surrounding residents of the danger of the giants. We will continue to buy food when we come back Bar."

Artoria said such things as soon as she came back.

Carl didn't say anything about it, but just looked at Morgan.

And although Morgan didn't want Arturia and the others to meddle in their own business, she had already gotten to know Artoria a little bit during this time.

Now that this kind of thing has happened, and the giant may have collected a considerable amount of grain, if it can be found, then this trip to Ireland does not even need to buy grain, and after getting that batch of grain, you can directly Get out of here.

if it is like this…

"Okay, that's right, take this."

With that said, Morgan gave the space item to Artoria.

"At that time, if you find the food that the giants robbed, use this thing to put it back - after all, several villages have been wiped out by the giants, so the extra food will not be used by these people. It just so happens that we are short of food. Bring back."

Hearing what Morgan said, Artoria also nodded.

After all, the extra food is too much, and everyone who wants to give money is dead, and their Camelot just happens to be short of food.

Arturia has nothing to say about this behavior.

Carl and Morgan just watched Artoria leave here with the knight Kai and Lancelot, and then he and Morgan stayed in a safe place like the town, waiting for Artoria and the others, and by the way Help the townspeople here.

After regaining the food, the townspeople here will be different from before.

Almost all of them were hungry before, but now that they have enough food, they naturally see hope.

In addition, Arturia and the others are so strong, and they went to hunt down the giants.

For the residents of this town, basically good things come to them one after another.

"Master Karl, Lord Moore, the food in the town has been taken back, so we want to hold a banquet, are you two interested in participating?"

"Okay."

Morgan nodded directly, and then his eyes fell on Carl.

"Carl, the banquet is about to be held, don't you plan to show off?"

The mayor who came to inform them of the banquet was a little dazed, but Carl knew what Morgan was thinking.

It must be that he wants to be in charge of the banquet's food by himself.

But Karl didn't say much about it.

After all, Kelly gave him money when he went out, and his job was to be the chef of the team.

If this is the case, then this is work.

"Then leave it to me."

☆

It takes time for Carl to cook enough meals for a town by himself.

Even if you give him a little time, it's not impossible for him to cook meals for hundreds of people—but since someone helps, the time can be much faster.

The kitchen helpers brought out by Morgan and the others have long been convinced of Carl's cooking skills.

At first, the chefs on board felt that Karl was too young, and his cooking skills might not be that proficient.

It’s okay for Karl, but for those around Karl who don’t seem to know how to cook, they will brag about Karl without thinking, and they hate it.

But when they were actually in the kitchen with Karl, within a few hours they had changed from what they were to what Karl's kitchen help had been on the boat.

——People will eventually become what they hate the most (

But there is no way.

If you are a chef, then seeing Karl is basically the same as seeing the real God.

The blessing of cooking (EX) makes Carl basically invincible in cooking.

With other people obedient, the food needed for the banquet will be ready soon.

Other things were basically collected by vendors one after another, while Karl himself prepared a super large apple pie with several people.

Morgan looked at the 'celebration banquet' prepared by Carl, and thought that Artoria had left with Kay and Lancelot and couldn't eat anymore, so she felt that this matter should come back in Artoria Go tell her later.

Based on her understanding of her sister.

If she knew that there was a banquet on the back foot just after she left, then she would probably find a reason to hold another banquet.

The chef must still be Karl.

At that time, Morgan will still be able to participate, which is equivalent to eating two free meals.

Thinking of this, Morgan smiled even more happily.

★

Scathach came out of the Kingdom of Shadows as usual, wandering around the land of Ireland like a ghost.

As a teacher who has taught many outstanding disciples, Scathach is definitely stronger than ordinary people.

So basically she seldom stays wherever she goes.

If you find a good seedling, take it back and let him try it. If you don't find a good seedling, go back by yourself and continue to wait.

Such behavior has become the most common thing for Skathha recently.

Her wish is simple.

—she wished someone would kill her.

——If there is anything else to ask for, it would be even better if the one who killed him was the best disciple he taught.

So far, when she thinks of this matter, she still thinks of the magic gun that she bestowed.

But next, she actually hoped that the holder of the Sword of Victory would also be her disciple, and that she would grant the Sword of Victory to the other party herself, and after that, ask the other party to kill herself.

Then her wish is also called sublimation.

It's just that she hasn't found anyone who is qualified to wield the divine victory sword.

Ok?

Just as Scarha was wandering around as usual, a scent suddenly reached her.

This aroused the interest of Scatha.

You know, normally speaking, food or something is not something that Skaha cares about - delicious, bad, bad, very bad, these are all indifferent to her, after all, as It is possible for a fighter to eat whatever he wants at any time.

Probably for the first time in my life.

Maybe it was the first time since she started chasing death.

She became interested in food.

"Excellent cooking."

Thinking of this, Scathach looked at the town in the distance.

Because her skills have touched the realm of God, she has feelings for skills of the same level, and coupled with the wisdom of the magic mirror, she can basically know a little bit of everything, so Scathach may judge and make this kind of People with rice fragrance have definitely reached the realm of gods in terms of culinary skills.

That's why she was curious.

then.

She also took a step towards the town.

……

22. Scathach's reward

Crispy, golden brown, sweet and sour, honey and buttery apple pie.

Although Scathach came later, she still got such an apple pie.

Because the tables were placed outside randomly, Scathach sat in a corner with no one around, slowly took off the mask he wore on his face, and ate the apple pie on the plate in small bites.

Soft apples, baked golden crust.

The rich but not greasy sweetness gradually spreads in the mouth, just like the feeling that apples can bring to people. It is equally comfortable and not amazing, but it can bring people a sense of happiness.

Scathach almost forgot how long he hadn't experienced a similar feeling.

Since the age of the gods began to decline, the era has gradually become more comfortable, and the land of shadows she stayed in has always been full of the loneliness and coldness of death.

Not to mention the existence that has the qualifications to become a hero.

Even those stupid, life-or-death challengers haven't appeared in recent years.

Boring, cold, dark... This was supposed to be the rest of her life.

But she didn't expect that she would have some extra gains here.

Warm colored, illuminated magic spheres lined up like soldiers in the sky.

——The one who uses this kind of magic should be a relatively good mage.

But compared to this level of magic, what interests her more is the chef who makes these foods.

The temperature is just right, and the barbecue with the slightest smell of flames is crackling.

Placed in a big pot, the soup full of the flavor of the mountains carries the sweetness of various vegetables.

Just had an apple pie.

In addition, this kind of ale has a different texture and taste from ordinary drinks.

Scathach walked around, and in front of her was a well-roasted lamb, ale, bread, and a bowl of soup.

She was indifferent to ordinary food and ate these things slowly.

Then she found that each one had a different feeling, a different flavor, and the things contained in it seemed to be completely different.

"That's kind of interesting."