"Mordred, what are you?" Tristan said in surprise to Mordred, who had broken into the tent at will.

"My tent was knocked down with a finger." Mordred recounted the sad facts, looking up and down the military tent that Tristan had just received. "Damn, why is your tent so sturdy?!"

couldn't help but burst into foul language, it was also the camp tent that had just been assigned, why was the difference so big? Looking at Tristan's tent, which was spacious and durable, Mordred remembered the tattered and old military tent that he had destroyed all at once.

[Eccentricity, why is Tristan treated like this?! Mordred's disgruntled mood changes Tristan in full view.

"I say, Mordred, or you'll make do with me?" Tristan, who couldn't bear to have no place to sleep in Mordred, asked Mordred: "Anyway, tomorrow at noon, the army will return to the royal capital, squeeze it, squeeze it, and stay for another night." ”

“…… Be careful that my bed is completely taken over by me. Mordred gladly accepted Tristan's kindness. She never saw herself as a woman, and it wasn't impossible to stay here for a night. It is even said that Mordred came here in the first place with the intention of driving Tristan out and then taking over his camp. Tristan was able to invite Mordred in reality, saving Mordred from doing it.

"This ...... Anyway, I'll lay the floor. Tristan, in a chivalrous spirit, generously gave up his bed. It would be better to ignore his sad face!! 】

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Having found a place to live, Mordred happily wandered around the barracks. As he was walking, Mordred suddenly came to his senses. With a few swings of the surfboard-like shield she had just received from Artoria, Mordred wanted to die.

Britain's southern coast is dominated by plains, but it is not difficult to find a small dirt slope or two.

Mordred sat excitedly on the shield that temporarily served as a surfboard. (Anyway, Mordred, who is employed in the swimsuit event, also uses it as a surfboard.) ）

With a gentle kick of both feet, Mordred slid quickly down the small mound.

"Yo Roar Roar !!" How can a bear child be idle and have nothing to do without letting go of himself?

Mordred excitedly controlled the "surfboard" and slid down the dirt slope. As the "surfboard" glides farther and farther, the speed of the slide becomes faster.

“duang！！！”

If you are not careful, you will be hit by a small pebble. This is not a joke, as the path of Mordred's glide has changed due to the action of the pebbles. Mordred spun around and slammed into the side. This is no longer something she can control.

The bear child couldn't stop the car, his mind was dizzy by the spinning and shaking, and his eyes were full of gold stars.

"Ahh Yes! Yes! With Mordred's screams, the "surfboard" bumped into a man.

Similar to the impact that ended in the same vein, the man was knocked out by Mordred. With this impact, Mordred barely stopped.

"What about people?" The victim was nowhere to be found. Mordred clearly felt that he had hit someone, but he couldn't find it.

Only a fragrant little cake was placed in the same place.

"You're welcome." Mordred filled the cake in her mouth, and ate it in her stomach anyway.

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"Woo woo, that's bad luck." Merlin applied a healing spell to the large bag bumped up on his head. The injuries that slowly disappeared could not erase the pain in her heart.

Today, I was recommended by the "deceived" in the blog to fish and eat small cakes. Merlin happily found a small dirt slope with no people, and wanted to paddle happily.

After pouring mold for eight lifetimes, before the cake could be eaten in my mouth, it was knocked off by something strange that came out of nowhere.

Until now, the little cake is gone, and it is estimated that it was lost.

Angry, she grabbed the stone on the ground and threw it into the distance. The stone bounced up, leaving a red mark on Merlin's head.

"I#%€&?#" Merlin gritted his teeth angrily, "Don't let me know who hit me!! I want you to look good!! ”

It's really infuriating.