"Mmmm......mmmm

"You...... Where did you go to the territory to be sealed? Obviously he was caught mining in the wilderness! A knight with long, burgundy hair sat across from Mordred, watching in amazement.

The long, burgundy-haired knight was Tristan, and it was from him that Mordred was invited to Tristan's territory. Speaking of which, this is not the first time Mordred has been to Tristan's fiefdom, the last time he was here to fight with Tristan against the Saxons. So Mordred came this time with a lot of ease, and didn't think of herself as an outsider at all.

The food problem in Mordred's territory had been solved as early as the first raid on Garhoris, but it could barely meet the needs of the inhabitants of the territory, and Mordred and a large number of his men could not be allowed to eat Hesse indiscriminately. So in recent months, Mordred has complained more than once that she has lost weight.

To be reasonable, it should be a happy thing for a person to lose weight, but Mordred has not only lost weight in his body, but even the small lotus with the sharp corners on his chest has shrunk, completely turning into an endless green grassland, and even has the hidden danger of developing into a basin.

But Artoria, who was also a father who was "uneven in the world", now has a faint tendency to develop towards gunnery. Although it is a good thing to understand people's hearts, Mordred could not be happy.

It's too late! said that the father and son (mother and daughter) will be together for a lifetime, but you secretly "augmented your breasts", can you still play happily together???

Resentment, resentment, Mordred was always thinking about improving the food, so he began to frequently go to other knights to eat. Recently, Tristan extended an invitation to her, and Mordred came running over to eat.

"Well, it smells so good!" Mordred let out a long sigh and patted her belly with joy.

She was fed, but the halls of Tristan's castle were already full of plates, and just by looking at the wreckage that littered the ground, you could imagine how fierce the battle was. Mordred: This is simply the reincarnation of a starving ghost. This meal will almost impoverish Tristan.

Tristan's eyes widened, and it was hard for him to see from the beginning to the end. It is estimated that the presence of any knight of the Round Table would have been greatly surprised. It's not because of Mordred, it's no secret that Mordred can eat in the Knights of the Round Table, just as everyone knows King Arthur's appetite. But no one had ever seen Tristan open his little eyes, and for the first time under Mordred's strong devastation, the squint-eyed knight opened his eyes wide and looked straight at Mordred.

After Mordred had eaten his fill, the knight was stunned for most of the day before closing his jaw. He really regretted it, how much did Mordred have to eat this meal?

[I knew I wouldn't invite him, how can I live in the future?!] Tristan's heart is dripping blood, but the polite words on the surface are still indispensable. "Is it delicious? I thought you wouldn't like my style of food, but since it's delicious, let's try it again. ”

[Fake politeness, fake politeness. Tristan comforted himself in his heart, believing that Mordred would not be cheeky enough to ask for another one.

"Are you serious? That's great! I was afraid that you wouldn't be happy, so I only ate half full, and now I can let go of it! But the point is that Mordred really didn't understand Tristan's fake politeness, and actually asked for another to sit and eat.

Tristan was really going to bleed profusely this time. Hunger is really a good plan to make people appetite, Mr. Lu Xun once said, "Really hungry, everything you eat is fragrant", it is really not bad at all. I remember a long time ago when Mordred and Tristan had made a brief stop here before conquering the Saxons.

At that time, Mordred still hated the local dark cuisine, and was forced to vomit several times by the "stargazing" and bloody food surrounded by strong resentment, and did not eat these darkest dishes in the world even if he was killed. But after being hungry in the territory for several months, he was able to eat plate after plate without changing his face. And he can evaluate the word "real fragrance".

People can't help but think of a certain iron-clad Wang Jingze who betrayed the motherland because of a bowl of fried rice, "You are a true hero"!!

Tristan dug himself a hole for himself [I'm so stupid, really!] If I knew he hadn't eaten yet, I shouldn't have talked too much. Tristan looked at Mordred at the table and wanted to give himself a few big mouths, tears of remorse welling up in his eyes. Another Knights of the Round Table has collapsed.

[Really, after eating so much, why doesn't his stomach react at all? It's Mordred's belly that doesn't bloate no matter how much he eats that makes Tristan have the illusion that Mordred is already full, [how can he have such talent??? 】

"Hiccup~~~~" Mordred burped contentedly, as if he was really full. For the first time in months, Mordred had a full stomach, and even a little bit of a stretch.

Tristan didn't dare to test whether Mordred still had enough to eat, so he hurriedly sent Mordred away.

He learned to be obedient this time, but he didn't dare to say anything politely to Mordred [Don't stay for a few days? Something stupid.

"Walk slowly, walk slowly!" Behind Mordred, who was out of sight, Tristan waved goodbye to Mordred with tears on his face.

[Hey, this is friendship! ] Tristan is a good friend of mine. Mordred thought silently.