Cú Chulainn and Kim dealt with the chopped mess of wild boar meat, and the ducks and boars on the other side naturally had to be handed over to the others.

"Peel the skin...... Seems like a good target. Well...... Think of it as part of your cultivation. ”

Muttering like this, the female assassin dressed in white, Jing Ke, carefully poked a dotted line on the boar skin with a dagger.

She's the type who likes to plot terribly, whether it's as an assassin or something else. For example, now, just before peeling the skin, the knife route was prepared, and the dagger in his hand shook, and the cold light flashed, and the wild boar skin was divided into seventy or eighty pieces along the dotted line, and then separated.

If it were an ordinary hunter, it would probably be a pity. After all, wild boar skin can also be sold, and if it is cut like this, it is naturally impossible to sell it. But everyone is not a hunter, just here to eat, so it doesn't matter.

The rather bloody thing of dividing the wild boar made Jing Ke quite happy, and the blood in her hands always made her feel as if she could succeed in the assassination.

On the other side, Dilumudo and Sasaki Kojiro stood on the left and right, standing back to back, handling the wild ducks in their hands. Kojiro was born as a farmer, but he was originally an ordinary farmer, and he was named Sasaki Kojiro because he practiced the technique of swallow return. For farmers, birds and animals are a rare meal. Occasionally, when farming, small birds can be hunted, and it is naturally easy to handle.

As for Dilumudo, because he once fled with his lover in the future, the two lived a life of exile, and they were not less self-sufficient in hunting. Everything is like this, repeat it a hundred and eighty times, and you will become proficient.

The difference in size between wild ducks and wild boars is determined, and it is definitely that wild ducks are easier to handle.

"Give."

Kojiro summed up his actions in one word. He handed one of the wild ducks he had separated to Boudicca, who was waiting to light the fire. With a gentle smile from the accommodating woman, she took it and put on the duck wings and legs alone, mixing small pieces of duck breast with vegetables, and preparing the ingredients to be used later.

"Replenishment."

Behind everyone, such a voice suddenly sounded in the deep forest, which was originally empty.

Saying this in a deep voice, the white skull mask suddenly appeared behind him, and the black flesh was almost like charcoal, which was the cursed Hassan.

He raised his arm and gently placed a bag on the ground.

There was a chaotic clanging of bells inside, which was what everyone lacked the most right now.

Plates, cutlery, seasonings and oil.

For Hassan, the cursed wrist with a breath block, it is not a problem to infiltrate the homes of the city of Rome and borrow some basic supplies.

Moreover, it's not like you won't pay it back, right? After everyone cooks, they will return it to these people, and of course they will be cleaned!

It's just that when people can't use the plates, they borrow them, and then secretly return them!

Boudicca said thank you and placed the skewers on her plate.

"Oh, it doesn't look as fast as my younger one. Oops, oops, as if I was very old. ”

The one who emitted such an emotion was naturally the presence of the [one body and two sides], Cúchulainn Caster.

He spread his hands flat, his hood had been removed, and a helpless smile appeared on his face, and he sighed.

As a caster, he was completely crushed by Lancer's own in terms of strength and agility, and although he could do things like hunting wild boars, it was far from efficient.

If you go against him in this kind of thing, you will definitely lose.

So......

"But in terms of the number of prey, I won't lose. Use your brain, young me. ”

As soon as he spoke, he became excited, his hands stretched out from behind his back as if by magic, and at the same time, the long staff in his hand turned, and the figure 7 druid used the cane and his hand to wear a long list of large and small fish, there were dozens of them, and there were hundreds of them, different sizes, and the silver scales gave people a beautiful feeling.

"Tsk, fishing—that kind of thing isn't bold enough at all, and our side is better when it comes to boldness, right, gold dude!"

Maybe it was when we dealt with wild boars together that we sparked friendship, right? Cú Chulainn's lancer called Jin Shi a gold dude.

"Oh! Yes, bro! Eating meat is golden! ”

Hearing the confident answers of these two people, Cú Chulainn Caster pouted, he was actually scolded by himself, although it was said that the biggest enemy of people is himself, but this should have been a metaphor, how could anyone really play by himself?

Somewhat unpleasant by his rough nerves, Cúchulainn Caster raised his eyebrows and replied disdainfully:

"I don't know who the hell is. The master is a Japanese, or a girl, have you thrown away all the common sense given by the Holy Grail? The Japanese eat fish. Fish. Moreover, can you handle such a fishy thing as wild boar? Women don't like such fishy things. But it's a good match for dogs. ”

"Who do you say is a dog?"

Cú Chulalyn scolded back with a laugh.

"Say you...... Ah, no, love whomever whom. ”

Cú Chulainn Caster almost said the wrong thing, and in a flash, his mind turned, he was himself, he was him, and he said that he was a dog, and he was that. I almost got myself in.

The two of them laughed and cursed, and the atmosphere was joyful.

"Elementary school students, you two ......"

Rider Medusa, who sighed softly from the branch, shook her head and jumped from above. In his arms was a cloth bag, which was bulging with fruit.

There are a lot of fruits that grow naturally in the forest, and although they are not as good as the orchards that have been planted, they are better than the freshness. The freshly picked fruit is full of juice and always makes you feel delicious.

Use your rider's flexible speed to quickly find and pick fruits in the woods.

"That...... Shall we just do it here and watch? Sure enough, I'm going to help, right? ”

Matthew timidly proposed.

She didn't do anything, just stood by and watched, and the guilt of being on the sidelines was too great, she proposed.

"There's no need. The so-called king is to inspire the existence of his subordinates with a majestic posture. No helper required. ”

Artoria Alter whispered as she spoke. Although she prefers burgers to barbecue, the problem is that there is no need to be picky about this now.

"Uh-huh! What Matthew said is very reasonable, so Yu will come to present a song for all the brave men as a reward......"

"Don't!"

Matthew and Rika Fujimaru had long known the horror of her singing voice and hurriedly stopped her.

"Your Majesty, you are a golden body, if you sing in such a rough place, you will not be ...... at all Yes, it doesn't match at all! ”

Rika Fujimaru was so frightened that she began to talk nonsense, the progress was already slow, and if His Majesty sang again, then it would not be finished.

Nero laughed when he heard her say this, and he was in a good mood.

"Well, so you're thinking so, Master. Yu also thinks so, and sure enough, where Yu Zhi's posture fits, it has to be a top theater! ”