Joan of Arc had Marda on the side, and Caesar, Alexander, and Leonidas on the tactical side.

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

Obviously, Marda's side is a saint exchanging feelings with a saint, and she is neither a woman nor a saint, nor even a believer in Christianity, so it is definitely useless to go by herself.

As for the tactical side, Yagi would love to hear about it and enrich his tactical knowledge. However, the three professionals were present, and the conversation was naturally a professional topic.

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

Leonidas is okay, but Caesar and Alexander are really, these two people are like guessing dumb riddles, listening to it for a while, the clouds are foggy, and it is boring, Yagi Yukisai sighed: It's still suitable for me to be a swordsman!

So, Yagi Yukisai walked leisurely through the streets of Bordeaux.

Of course, the streets are clean, and the people are still as decadent as ever, which has nothing to do with this vibrancy. People who are looking forward to the savior, eager for others to save them, go about their daily work in a mess.

I didn't go far, I saw the opposite side, the black-haired archer brother with a hearty smile, holding a huge watermelon, followed by Fujimaru Rika and Mathew, the three of them walked this way with a smile, and saw Yagi Yukisai, Fujimaru Rika waved his arm happily: "Yagi senior!" Let's eat together? ”

"I want to eat."

Anyway, if you don't want money, why don't you eat?

With such a small citizen's mood, Yagi Yukisai naturally joined the camp of eating melons.

Feel free to go back to the base - it's actually a monastery that was rebuilt. In this era, monasteries often also served as orphanages, and if they were to be used by monks and children, they must have had the necessary living equipment. Finding a table casually, Yagi was going to cut it with the holy sword, but was rejected by Arash with a subtle face.

"We can't afford to use it, so you should respect the Holy Sword a little bit!"

Yagi Yukisai recalled what he had done with the holy sword, and suddenly began to feel empty. If the Holy Sword comes back one day, he wants to return the sword himself, and as a result, there is a smell of pork and watermelon on his sword, and he must not hack himself to death on the spot?

Or Arash has a way, buckle his knuckles, and with a bang, the power of the servant far exceeds that of humans, and with a direct click, the watermelon will be smashed into pieces, and it will be broken into seven or eight pieces irregularly.

It doesn't matter what the image is, Arash himself chose a big piece from it, and picked it up and gnawed it.

"Well, isn't it a good taste to eat like this!"

Arash laughed.

Yagi Yukisai blinked his eyes several times, sighed, and smiled helplessly: "Yes, that's the case." It's not bad to be bold once in a while. ”

"Ah...... Just by hand......"

Fujimaru Rika is a little difficult.,Girls.,It's definitely different from men.,You have to care about the image.。 If you don't think about it, the corners of your mouth, your hands, and everywhere must be watermelon juice. It's all good, hands and mouth can be washed, but ...... If you get it on your clothes, you ...... Right? This is the royal uniform with a black dragon pattern that was just sewn when I came to France! It's precious, okay!

When it was Matthew, who was as pure as a blank piece of paper, he picked up a piece, followed the example of Arash, buried his head in the watermelon block, gnawed it in small bites, and received a squeeze, and the sweet juice of the watermelon splashed all over her face.

(Look!) If you eat it this way, your face will be full of juice! ）

Rika Fujimaru thought so in her heart.

"Senior! This melon is so sweet! ”

Raising his head from the deliciousness, Mathieu urged Fujimaru Rika to eat it in a surprised voice.

She only gets her knowledge from books on weekdays. As of two years ago, she was a living organism that ingested synthetic nutritious foods and drips. It's rare to be able to experience it directly through eating in this way.

Of course, there are also watermelons in the Chaldees.

But they are all cut into boxy pieces and frozen in the refrigerator, and while eating cool and delicious, I always feel ...... It's like there's something missing. It's not at all comparable 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?) I have to let my seniors taste it too! ）

Matthew thought to himself.

Matthew's soft purple side hair, already stained with a lot of pink juice like the corners of his mouth, was dripping down.

Fujimaru Rika responded for a moment and decided that no matter what the image is, let's just follow the local customs.

Sometimes it's like this, obviously you have your own opinion in your heart, but because everyone has done it, let's do it yourself! This kind of mood of following the crowd will drive people to behave differently.

Although it has not been chilled or carefully cut, to be honest, the sweetness of watermelons grown by this local method in the past cannot be compared with the watermelons grown in the future through highly scientific calculations.

However, there is a feeling that people can't stop.

I guess that's the vibe.

It's like the joke: if you eat in a five-star hotel, will the food get better? No, it will get more expensive.

That's it, after all, eating in that environment, the atmosphere is different, and I always feel a different feeling.

"Ahh While everyone is busy, let's eat desserts secretly, isn't this feeling particularly exciting? ”

Arash smiled heartily and said this without malice.

As soon as he reminded him, it seemed to be like this, among the few servants who came to this special point, everyone was busy with their own affairs, and they were still paddling on their own side, and sure enough, this feeling was like stealing snacks during class! There is an extra refreshing feeling!

Yukisai Yagi and Rika Fujimaru both clapped their palms: "I understand!" ”

When it came to Matthew, he was originally very happy eating, but when he heard him, he felt a little guilty again, and his face was flushed crimson, which was even brighter than the watermelon juice on the corner of his mouth.

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

Fujimaru Rika smiled, took out a handkerchief from her arms, and was about to wipe Matthew's mouth-

"Ajin-sama!! Use mine! Use my handkerchief! ”

Brushing it, I don't know where the blue-white figure came out of nowhere, and suddenly got to the side of the Chaldean people, needless to say, this must be Qingji.

Holding her handkerchief in her hand, she changed the handkerchief in Rika Fujimaru with a happy face.

"This is an Anzhen-sama's handkerchief! How can you get dirty! Hey, hey, hey, hey......"

Kiyohime said, a fanatical smile on her face, her expression gradually softened, and she directly shoved the handkerchief into her arms.

"Lady Anzhen, let's use this handkerchief! Please, please, please! ”

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

What peace!