Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Victory of the Foodie

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"So...... That's why you didn't come back for dinner, young master? ”

With a smile on her face, but no matter how you look at it, Fina is standing in front of Wang Ming.

"That ......" Wang Ming's eyes didn't dare to look at Her Excellency the maid, "After all, they are also a ...... mind"

"So the young master can leave the poor maid alone and run to enjoy himself?"

“â€Ļâ€Ļ”

Well, Wang Ming said that he couldn't deal with his maid at all in terms of language.

It seems to be his own problem, because he met three goddesses on the way, and then at the invitation of Diluka, he went directly to the goddesses to solve dinner.

As a result, I didn't expect that there was a maid in the house who had prepared dinner carefully and was waiting for her to come back and eat together...... No, it can't be said that it was completely unexpected, but he was immersed in the tenderness of the goddess of spring and completely forgot about such a thing.

“â€Ļâ€Ļ Don't worry, Fina. ”

Looking at the fragrant meals in front of him, Wang Ming gritted his teeth.

"Even if I'm full, for the sake of my lovely little Fina, I will eat this love dinner you have prepared."

As he spoke, pulling the stool away, Wang Ming sat down and picked up the knife and fork in front of him.

"Oh?"

The black aura on his face dissipated a little because of these words.

The maid still had a smile on her face, took the napkin from the side, and tied it for Wang Ming.

"Then I'll start serving."

With that, the maid withdrew.

Wang Ming, on the other hand, was a little stunned when he looked at the food in front of him.

The big table in front of you is not all, but there are still some dishes behind?

"Why are there so many?"

The corners of his mouth twitched, Wang Ming compared the food on the table, and then compared his stomach.

He's not Saber's foodie, how could he stuff all the stuff on this table into his stomach?!

"Do you want to call Saber over......

Wang Ming is already thinking about this possibility.

At this moment, my king must be eating somewhere in the city, right?

Artoria, who led the army to pursue and kill Ligredo, did not return at Wang Ming's request.

Leaving Ida's affairs to his subordinates, Wang Ming's next goal was to attack the central god domain with all his might.

At this time, Odin was still mired in the quagmire of war with Hull. Presumably, there is no extra energy to care about the surrounding affairs.

Wang Ming decided to concentrate his forces on attacking the Divine Domain from one road, so not only Saber, but even Niang Shanshan, who was sitting in the Kingdom of Autumn, was also rushing to this side at this moment.

The lock of the sky has also come to really reveal its grandeur.

"As long as you can get the full death contract. Srude, Ymir or something, aren't they all floating clouds? ”

With a laugh, Wang Ming put down the knife and fork in his hand and picked up the chopsticks on the side.

Sure enough, it is still familiar with chopsticks.

Although he had already eaten it, Wang Ming still drooled in the face of a large table of delicious dishes prepared by the maid.

Picking up a piece of animal meat, Wang Ming couldn't tell what kind of animal meat it was...... Anyway, it can't be human flesh or some kind of tentacle monster's meat.

There are many ancient creatures on this plankton continent compared to the earth, who would have nothing to remember this.

It seems that I also saw something similar to a Tyrannosaurus rex two days ago...... But the meat of that creature shouldn't taste any good, right?

It is said that the meat of the fantasy plant is very delicious. It's just that this kind of demonic beast is also quite rare, and most of them belong to strategic resources, even if it is Wang Ming, it is impossible to eat this kind of thing casually.

"Deluka's Pegasus is said to be the top of the third fantasy species, so I don't know how it feels to taste......"

If you let the goddess of spring know that Wang Ming is thinking about the mounts of her Pegasus Knights. I don't know what the expression will be on her face.

"The Four Holy Beasts under Odin...... It's a beast-level thing, I don't know what it tastes like. ”

The delusions are getting worse.

The four holy beasts are already equivalent to the combat power of the goddess level, even if they will be inferior because of the relationship between the gods, but it is impossible to become someone's rations, right?

Wang Ming is not Bei Ye, and of course he is not Kui Ye.

"R, are you calling me?"

A gust of wind blew. The sudden sound interrupted Wang Ming's thoughts.

Looking up, the Dumb Hair King, who didn't know when, was standing beside him, looking at the food on the table without blinking.

It seems that there is still saliva left?

No, that's not the point...... When did you call this stupid king?

Was it just now?

Anyway, he just thought about it a little in his heart, or did he actually have a heart-to-heart relationship with Saber?

Following Saber's gaze to the food on the table, Wang Ming's face was black.

"Okay. It's just that when it comes to eating......"

"R, what did you say?"

"No, it's nothing, Saber, you're here just in time."

At this time, Fina, the maid who had just left, also returned here.

Saw Saber. Fina was stunned for a moment, then reacted.

Behind him, several maids pushed carts with fragrant food on them.

"I said, Fina...... Why are there so many? ”

The corners of his mouth twitched, and Wang Ming looked at the several food trucks.

Even if her Fina is an all-round maid, this cooking ability is a little too strong.

"Some of it was made by me, and some of it was prepared by the chefs ......"

He didn't care about telling his conspiracy, and the maid was still as black as ever.

Wang Ming covered his head.

Luckily, Saber came.

It's just a little bit of food, which is nothing to the foodie knight king.

"Saber, we haven't eaten together in a long time."

Looking at the stupid king who had been swallowing his saliva for a long time, Wang Ming had never liked this king so much.

"These ...... Can I really move? rīŧŸ ”

"Of course."

"Uh-huh, I'm so happy."

Saying that, the Dull Mao King sat down beside Wang Ming without hesitation, filled a bowl of rice from the rice bucket on the side, and then entered the eating mode.

The maid on one side didn't care much either.

It's just one more person, how much can be eaten.

That's what Fina thought.

But after half an hour, our maid's eyes had become mechanical.

Watching the 'enigmatic creature' on the other side continue to solve the food on the table, Fina felt like she had made a mistake for the first time.

"This must be a monster in human form......"

Holding a pair of bowls and chopsticks in her hand, the maid who had already been pulled by Wang Ming to sit down to eat together complained powerlessly to the dumb king over there.

Next to him, Wang Ming, who was leisurely tasting the food, smiled and said nothing.

"Hunger is the enemy ......"

With food stuffed in his mouth, the Dumb Hair King said his slogan somewhat vaguely (?) īŧ‰ã€‚

At this moment, in front of the girl, there were already empty plates half a person high.

The food of the original food trucks has been swept away, and the culprit is naturally the dumb king who has opened all the foodie mode.

"Be careful, don't choke."

After pouring a glass of water, Wang Ming patted Saber on the shoulder, and then handed it to her.

"Thank you."

The dumb hair king was moved to tears.

Wang Ming shrugged.

You see, Saber is so easy to get by, it's as simple as three steps: feed it, feed it, feed it.

Then Ding~ was raided.

Poor Silly King, he must not have eaten anything good when he was a child.

No, it's King Arthur, so what you want to eat should be very simple, right?

Thinking of this, Wang Ming looked at the satisfied Dumb Hair King over there and the food that quickly disappeared on the table.

"Great Britain must have been poor at that time......"

Wang Ming came to such a conclusion.

And then, how did Great Britain become so poor?

Wang Ming looked at the empty plates that were about to pile up like a hill over there.

"Great Britain must have been eaten poor by this foodie King Arthur!"

Having come to the conclusion again, Wang Ming felt that he was really witty.

However, what seems wrong with these two conclusions? Hawkers, forget it, if you're serious, you'll lose.