Let's be honest.

Before he actually came to this world, Kitagawa was deeply attracted by Valoran's backstory more than once in reality.

I have also fantasized countless times about how he would break out of his own legendary story if he really crossed over here one day.

He even thought of a nickname for himself in his fantasies.

(Well, I think this name is silly, but I really can't think of it~)

Now, he really got his wish, but the nickname seemed a little too far away from him.

Now he is just a weak turnip head, a slave who can be killed at any time!

To be realistic, Beichuan only hopes that he can leave alive in the corner of this war and find his way home.

"Ahem!"

Old Bond saw that Beichuan was once again in deep thought, and he deliberately coughed a few times in dissatisfaction, and then shook his head helplessly.

seems to think that Beichuan has a problem with his brain, and it is not a good sign that he often crashes on the battlefield, and after saving him that day, he still has to shout without knowing whether he is alive or dead?

Jokes, shouting on the battlefield, in addition to summoning up their own courage, one of the biggest effects is to attract the enemy.

Old Bond used to be a reserve soldier in the county town when he was young, so he still had some force, and that day he was too pitiful to save him, but I didn't expect Beichuan to shout on the spot!

If he shouted at him, maybe Old Bond himself would have to get in.

Therefore, out of helplessness, a big sole directly kicked over Beichuan.

By the way, he also lay down, and pretended to be dead with Beichuan until the end of the battle, and then returned to the camp when he collected the remnants of his army.

As for how excited Beichuan was when he woke up, saying a bunch of fantasies that he didn't understand at all, Old Bond was even more speechless, and he suddenly found that he seemed to have saved a fool back.

What Earth, computer games, what are they?

All yelling to go home, when this is the place?

The most incredible thing for Old Bond is that this funny guy still wants to let him run away?

Tired of living, isn't it?

Besides, why did Old Bond run? He wasn't a slave.

Not to mention what happens to being a deserter in a place like Noxus, where the spirit of courage is the spirit, to escape here?

Where can I go?

Maybe you will be killed by the enemy or your own people before you have gone far, and even if you are lucky enough not to touch anyone, what about the beast?

It doesn't matter if it's good or not, you have to bring a family to taste it when you see it.

So Old Bond didn't accede to any of Kitagawa's requests, but went back to work in the kitchen after settling him in.

This is thanks to the fact that he has developed the skills of a first-hand chef in his daily life, which is deeply favored by Dasel.

Old Bond is different from others, he doesn't belong to the Imperial soldier sequence or slave, he's just a cook, an ordinary person in the Empire.

So he didn't need to dig a trench, he just had to arrange for everyone's food here.

As for Kitagawa.

After that, he gradually understood that running away was not a realistic thing, not to mention how far he could go in the dangerous battlefield.

On the other hand, his slave status means that as long as he is still in Noxus, he will be captured at any time, and the end as a deserter can only be death!

Hearing Old Bond's cough, Beichuan came back to his senses.

Seeing that Old Bond didn't continue to deal with him, but turned around and continued to cook slowly, he scratched his head in embarrassment.

patted his stomach, which was already growling, and whispered timidly

"Uncle Bond, do you have anything to eat? What are you doing? It smells so good? Is it what we ate tonight? I've been hungry outside all day. ”

Kitagawa regretted it as soon as he said this.

patted his head vigorously, regretting why he said such idiotic things again, he already knew what the food was these days.

There was one person at a time, black and hard as a stone, and everyone ate it so seriously.

I'm afraid that I'll drop a little, and I'm also from being unacceptable at the beginning to having the same relish later.

"This is the soup Darsil wants, as for what you eat? over there, you should know it, take it yourself." ”

Old Bond didn't look up, and pointed to a few baskets of black things in the corner.

Those familiar foods, I don't know what it's made of, Beichuan only knows that there are a lot of ingredients mixed in it, and there are even stones, eggshells and other things.

Beichuan's throat moved, silently walked to the basket, picked up one, and cautiously walked to the side to eat.

"Quack, quack. ”

Kitagawa's mouth kept making such sounds, although Kitagawa frowned from time to time because he was caught in his teeth by some messy things.

But it still didn't stop him from eating.

After all, he wants to live, doesn't he, and only by living can he find his way home. When it's dead, there's nothing.

He wanted to go home, to think of his parents.

He hoped that he could find his way home after the war, and as for the legends he wanted to experience before, he had already forgotten about them.

The days of digging trenches are not easy, especially for a powerless little guy like Beichuan, under countless curses and whips, Beichuan's heart gradually cooled.

No longer crying like the first day, no one here will get used to him, the only one who can rely on him is himself, and people will die every day in the camp.

And he was still alive, and he was satisfied.

Soon, Beichuan finished eating the things in his hand, and looked at the baskets pitifully again, wanting to get another one.

"There's only one for each person, and if you take one more, there's going to be one hungry outside. ”

Old Bond's words caused Kitagawa's thin little hand to stop in mid-air as if it were electrocuted.

He smiled wryly, took his hand back, looked at Old Bond with an embarrassed expression, and his hands clenched the corners of his coat tightly.

Old Bond glanced at the poor Beichuan, shook his head, stopped what he was doing and thought for a while, and then turned around and went to the cabinet next to him to grope for a while.

Carefully took out a small oiled paper cloth bag, put it on the table, and beckoned to Beichuan and said

"This is the leftover barbecue from that guy Darsil a few days ago, it's not common to make this guy have leftovers, I originally wanted to save this for the end of this war to celebrate, and now, it's cheap for you!"

Barbecue?!