Chapter 239: Feed Me Personally!
Early the next morning.
When I walked out of the room, I saw Lancelot, who was already fully dressed.
Was it because I defeated my demons last night? Lancelot looked in high spirits, as if he had suddenly become several years younger, and his already handsome and dashing face had a color of brilliance like substance.
"Eimiya-sama."
When he saw me, Lancelot also hurriedly saluted.
"Prepared so early, how much do you want to meet Guinevere?"
Looking at Lancelot's serious appearance, I couldn't help but quip.
"Naturally, the sooner the better." Lancelot's eyes did not dodge, and he was extremely calm, "I have always let Guinevere bear too many grievances for me, if I can make her happy a moment earlier, I will definitely not delay." β
"Since Qing is here, let's stay and dine together. We just happened to taste the recipe that Corporal Lang had just researched together. β
The girl's voice came from behind, and she appeared from the room behind me.
"Huh? Is this really possible, and I will share the food made by Lord Emiya with you......"
Lancelot looked visibly surprised and apprehensive.
"It's okay, Artoria has spoken, so naturally." I said with a smile.
"What's more...... If there were other people present, she must have consciously reduced her appetite a little......"
"Shirou !!"
As expected, there was a scream of shame and anger behind him.
"Haha Lanslot, I'll leave it to you here, I'll go to the kitchen and prepare breakfast."
Stooping nimbly to avoid the girl's attempt to grab my hand, I ran around Lancelot with a brisk pace behind me.
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"Damn, don't run, dare to say that I eat a lot! Obviously, I only controlled six bowls of rice last night! β
"My king...... Please calm down, Einomiya-sama must have just woken up because his mind is not very clear, and the truth is definitely not like that......"
"Whew...... Call...... My friend, tell me honestly, do I eat too much? β
"This ...... It's still acceptable for you to be who you are......"
"That's good...... Sure enough, my friend, you are the knight I can trust the most. β
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Listening to the faint sound behind me, the girl finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the corners of my mouth twitched.
As far as the status of a maiden is acceptable, Lancelot said it exquisitely.
You must know that the royal family of most countries has many children, so the demand for food is very strong.
And the royal family of Britain -
Now she seems to be alone!
Then, the food consumption of the British royal family during this period seemed to be among the best in all of Europe.
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I covered my face.
It seems that the restoration of land productivity is only the first step in solving the problem of famine.
In terms of solving internal friction, there is a long way to go......
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Twenty minutes later, a steaming breakfast was served.
The three of us sat down at the table.
ββ¦β¦ It's so amazing, just smelling the aroma of food, it seems that the subordinates have already filled their stomachs. β
Lancelot closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and sighed.
"Haha, but that's impossible, so let's hurry up and start to avoid the food from getting cold."
As I spoke, I picked up my knife and fork first.
It's a typical English breakfast, but I've made changes in a few places.
"But my king...... It doesn't seem like he's going to dine yet......"
Lancelot scratched his head in embarrassment.
I saw that beside me, the girl crossed her arms and pinned her cheeks to the side angrily, deliberately not looking at me.
It seems that he can't get rid of his anger for a while......
"Leave her alone for now, let's eat first."
I couldn't laugh or cry.
"Uh...... Oh well......"
Lancelot looked at the girl across from her with a pouting mouth with some hesitation, and finally nodded helplessly.
Although according to Camelot's rules, the knight and the king dine together, and the knight can only start until the king moves the utensils first.
But at the moment, it seems that this situation is the special of the special......
"Hmmββ! This toastββ! β
As soon as he took a bite of the bread on his plate, Lancelot looked surprised.
"Why...... Will there be aromas of grapes? β
"Because, last night I soaked them in the juice of the grapes for ten minutes. After overnight maceration and drying, the grape flavor will naturally develop. I laughed and explained, "Because of the time constraints, it can only be handled this way." Next time I'll try adding raisins. β
"Einomiya-sama...... It's amazing, so that the aroma of the toast is completely self-inflicted, and it's many times more delicious than any jam that is spread later! Lancelot trembled with excitement, "This invention of yours is something that even the god of food, Akitte, would be ashamed to see it!" β
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Hearing Lancelot's unabashed praise of the food, the girl next to her seemed to raise her brow happily.
"How can it be so exaggerated, if you continue like this, wait for you to finish this meal, I'm afraid that the gods of the world won't be able to raise their heads." I couldn't help but laugh.
Some of them are happy that their efforts are recognized, and some find that a certain girl is just throwing a tantrum......
"I see, this is the cooking skills of Lord Emiya." Lancelot's eyes seemed to have discovered a new world, "My subordinates understand why my king wants to dismiss all the chefs in the royal family, it turns out that it is to monopolize you haha!" β
"If you need it in the future, I can teach you." I smiled and said, "It's very memorable to be able to cook a meal for your loved one." β
"Really?!" When Lancelot heard this, his eyes lit up.
If it weren't for the dining table, Lancelot would have come up and grabbed my hand.
"Please be sure to teach your subordinates how to make delicious food! β¦β¦ I'm going to make a different meal for Guinevere every day! β
"Okay, fine, no problem." I nodded in amusement.
Lancelot, who had never even touched the chopping board before, was now willing to pay for Guinevere to this point, and the depth of this affection obviously did not need to be doubted.
"That...... Artoria, don't you eat a little food? β
Leaving Lancelot, who was completely in love and dancing, to the side for a while, I asked the girl next to me with a wry smile.
"Don't eat it."
The girl's words were only two words, short and powerful.
β¦β¦ Luckily, at least they didn't completely ignore me.
"Don't lose your temper, only you know if you're hungry later."
With a little comfort in my heart, I reached out and hugged the girl who was close at hand.
"No, or Shirou will laugh at me for eating too much." The girl pouted and snorted cutely.
"I was kidding." I couldn't help but laugh, "Artoria can eat as much as she wants, and she won't overdo it at all." β
"No, Shirou was joking, but I took it seriously." The girl frowned and said, "If you want me to eat, unless you ......"
"Unless?" I asked, confused.
"Unless, Shirou, you feed me yourself! That way I know exactly how much food Shirou wants me to eat! β