"Galahad, Galahad, why do you think there is so much seafood in this city?" Mordred looked at the rows of seafood restaurants on the street and drooled.

"Aren't you talking nonsense? It's by the sea, and of course there's a lot of seafood. Galahad was sure that Mordred was more than just curious, and he could tell from Mordred's words that there was a strong desire to eat. Mordred asked knowingly, and if you want to eat seafood, you can just say it.

Ever since embarking on their journey, Mordred and Galahad have been walking aimlessly. From the royal capital, walk across the plains to the southern coast. They were arguably the slowest to walk, and the other knights crossed the strait early to reach the continent across the sea (i.e., the area ruled by the Roman Empire). This is where the knights are clever, since they are looking for the Holy Grail, then the chances of finding the Holy Grail are obviously much greater where Christ has been. No matter how much you think about it, it won't be this place in Britain.

Along the way, Mordred must taste the local cuisine at every place it passes. As a qualified foodie and the rightful heir to Britain's royal stomach, Mordred certainly had to fulfill her goals. Mordred's fiefdom was poor, so Mordred was also poor. The food tasted along the way was all out of Galahad's pocket, which made Galahad, an honest man, miserable, and it was simply the anger of people and gods.

Galahad was also the first victim of Mordred's Hashed, after Tristan, Merlin, and the Lion.

Because of Mordred's drag, Galahad and Mordred walked the slowest and gave up the route of crossing the sea to find it. Everyone is gone, and Mordred and Galahad are not missing. Therefore, Galahades gave up the plan to cross the sea to find it, even if it was really possible to find the Holy Grail in the place where the saint appeared on the other side of the sea. Galahad estimated that at this rate, by the time he and Mordred crossed the sea, the others would have returned with the Holy Grail.

Thinking about it like this, Galahad's mentality immediately became Buddhist. [Anyway, it's too late, it's better to play with Mordred and go back to the royal capital directly to celebrate other people's "triumph". 】

"Whoa, whoa." Mordred returned to Galahad eating fried fish from a roadside stall. Ever since the last Holy Grail War, Mordred has fallen in love with fried fish. "Here you go!" While eating, Mordred tossed the money bag to Galahad.

[When did Mordred get so good? Even give me back the money? Galahad didn't take the money bag, but pushed it to Mordred, and he said strangely, "Take it back quickly, what do you think, what are you giving me money for?" Friends, don't come to this set. ”

Mordred looked at Galahad with inexplicable eyes, as if he was mentally retarded, "This is your money, why don't you want it??? ……… Don't forget it, I just have to laugh at it. What a weirdo, he doesn't even want his own money. ”

"Well, it's supposed to be...... Wait, you say it's my money?! Galahad reacted, took the money bag from Mordred's hand and took a closer look, it was indeed his own wallet.

"How did my money get to you?" Galahad wanted to cry without tears, and opened his money bag to see how little was left, except for a few small copper plates that clanged. Mordred bought almost all the fried fish in the house's stall. "Can't you save some flowers? It's not easy for me to make some money. ”

"I asked you to borrow money just now, and you didn't say anything for a long time, and you didn't know what you were thinking when you stood still. I thought you acquiesced, so you took it......" Mordred's explanation was a little unreasonable and far-fetched, "Besides, I bought so much for a reason, missing this place, there may not be fried fish sold anywhere else." ”

Yes, where did Mordred, the poorest and poorest of the Knights of the Round Table, get the money to buy fried fish? So, the money was "requisitioned" to Galahad's. Mordred had always been very trustworthy when it came to borrowing money, and the knights at the round table knew that she had borrowed and not repaid. Galahad's nearly a month's worth of life has been in vain.

"Don't cry, Galahadeqing, a manly man! Come, I'll give you fried fish to eat, comfort and comfort. Mordred comforted Galahad and shoved a fried fish into his mouth. I really bought a lot of fried fish this time, and I believe we haven't had to buy extra food for a long time. ”

"Hmm." Galahad burst into tears as he ate Mordred's fried fish [I bought it all, so I had to accept it. 】

"By the way, we're at the harbor now, do you want to find a boat to cross the sea?" Mordred pointed to a fishing boat docked on the shore, "Let's try to ask." ”

"No need, everyone else has already passed. We're late, and we haven't had anything to do with the past. Galahad said helplessly.

"It's all your fault, Galahad, you're walking too slowly, or we'd have already passed." Mordred said dissatisfiedly, automatically triggering the pot throwing skill.

[Who do you think we delayed the trip by eating and drinking all the way? And that blames me?!! Galahad was going crazy.

"It's a pity, but it doesn't matter if you can't find it." Mordred had never cared about the Holy Grail, or rather, she had deliberately slowed down her journey. As long as the Holy Grail can't be found, Galahad will surely be able to escape his fate. "And where do we go next?"

"Let's go back to the royal capital after a lap in Britain." Galahad smiled, "Why don't we go north next?" ”

"Let's go!" Mordred couldn't wait to whip her horse. Merely............ It seems to be a horse drawn from Galahad's crotch.

"Ahh Galahad's frightened horse was half dead, and a resentful voice came from afar: "Mordred, I hate you!! ”