"Chew Chew, Chew Chew ......" Mordred's mouth never stopped from sitting down. After eating Gareth's food, Mordred said that she used to eat pig food that was not as good as pig food.

Although it was quite unpleasant to be stuffed with dog food by Gareth and Gawain just now, Mordred forgave them for the sake of Gareth personally cooking and inviting them to eat. After all, this world is full of forgiveness (green).

[Who knew Gareth was so rich in sisterhood! ] Gawain's brother will only make carrots that pollute his stomach!! 】

Mordred hadn't eaten anything serious since joining the Round Table. Not to mention Gawain's secret carrots, he also tried the most authentic British black cuisine when he went to Tristan. He was even a "savage" when he was fighting the Saxons.

[So that you may know what the "heir to the royal stomach" is.] 】

Mordred continues her "great cause". The mountain of plates beside him stunned Tristan and the others. The crowd seemed to see the phantom of King Arthur in her. No one could see how Mordred ate quickly through the slit in his helmet.

On that basis alone, Mordred can say that she is absolutely biological. The heir of King Arthur's orthodoxy, this is like the stomach of the abyss that cannot be faked.

"Chew Chew Chew...... Ay? Don't you all eat it? Gareth's cooking is very good. "During Mordred's leisure time, I noticed that most of the people were not eating.

"I'm full just by watching you eat."

"Mordred, don't you take a break and eat again? I couldn't even look at it. Gao Wen kindly reminded.

"Don't worry about it, I advise you to go to the orthopedic department first." When Mordred saw Gareth stuck to Gawain's arms, he felt uncomfortable.

"Me? I feel like I'm okay with my bones. Gawain boasted about the muscles in his arm.

…………

Mordred silently ate again under Gareth's adoring gaze at Gawain.

[I don't want to see this dog man and woman again, woo woo. Mordred burst into tears. Turning grief and anger into food, Mordred made up her mind to eat poor Gawain.

Galahad was suspicious that King Arthur and Mordred existed. Will Britain, already barren, perish because of a shortage of food to be eaten?

"I suddenly remembered that there was still a blog that hadn't been updated, so I flashed first~" Merlin planned to retire. But her words caught the attention of Mordred, who was eating.

"Blog ???" Mordred looked at Merlin in amazement, she couldn't figure out how something that had been invented thousands of years later could have appeared in ancient Britain.

"A little spell." Merlin explained to Mordred: "I connected the web thousands of years later through magic. ”

"I met a doctor named Romani Akiman on my blog, and according to him, in a few thousand years, humanity will be in danger of human burning. He also served as the acting director of the Chaldea Continuing Security Agency. Merlin smiled and said, "It's funny, I scolded him on the blog very coolly." ”

"It must be a liar, and you will not believe this lie if you think about it with your fingers." The serious Galahad gave his opinion.

"Well, who knows?" Merlin shrugged and slipped away.

"I dare say Merlin would eat to be a brilliant cyber scammer." Mordred prophesied.

After eating, it was almost afternoon, and everyone dispersed. Mordred was led by Galahad to the camp to which he had been assigned.

"I knew it was like that again." Mordred said with a dead heart.

The dilapidated tent in front of him was the place assigned to Mordred's temporary residence.

The same is true of the royal capital, and this time too. All the places allotted to Mordred are invariably old. Thinking of the house in the royal capital that fell off the door as soon as he kicked it, Mordred had a deep infarction in his heart.

"Just bear with it, we won't be able to stay for a few days anyway, and we'll be back soon after we've rested. Who let you come back late. This is the only tent left. Galahad reassured.

"Okay." Mordred poked at the tent, intending to test its quality.

"Whoa!!" The tent collapsed with a bang and was completely scrapped.

"Accident, accident." Galahad said with a smirk.

"Huh."