Maffeo had to admit that he was a man who knew nothing about cooking, so he and Marcos engaged in a meaningless half-hour argument over the Somme perch. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info This made the latter feel helpless, but every word he retorted left Maffeo speechless.

Eventually, in the unusual nature of Maffeo, the two opted for barbecue, simply because they had never eaten grilled sea bass. Under Maffeo's idea, this naturally became the best choice for the two.

In order not to spoil such a good meal by Maffeo's clumsy fellow, Marcos asked Maffeo to chop off the branches around him with his great sword to serve as firewood almost as soon as he made his decision, and he took care of the bass himself.

Maffeo muttered as he drew his broadsword and walked towards the trees not far away, which made him feel a little frustrated inexplicably. It's hard to feel like this when someone else is questioning your abilities, even if they're your closest friends. He wielded his sword and slashed off the branches of the trees, which had been there for a long time. They are already rooted in this area, and it is not an easy task to completely separate them from this place.

Maybe it's more appropriate for the lumberjacks to do it, but now they're alone, and the lumberjacks don't help out for such a trivial matter. In fact, they are condemned by most of those who have a heart for protecting nature, although they tend to ignore those words.

After much deliberation by Marcos, he gave up on the choice of Taidao. The sword on his back was only suitable for slashing monsters rather than cutting fish, and he might need a sharp dagger as it would protect the flesh to some extent. So he pulled out the dagger he had borrowed from Fett from his waist, but rather took it secretly without Fett noticing.

He loved the knives so much that if he could, he might visit the shops that sold them, but his wallet didn't allow him to pay for them, unless he wanted to sleep on the streets.

"You should be lucky that we still have such a wonderful environment. Marcos said to Maffeo, who was collecting firewood not far away, as he cut through the fish.

"What do you mean?" asked Maffeo, pausing his movements, turning his head.

Marcos waved his hand back and forth, "I once talked to that guy Karl, and he told me that during the Battle of the Ardennes, they had to use a shovel to fry meat, and if they accidentally attracted Kahlert's shells. Can you believe it? That bad situation. ”

Maffeo muttered, "The meat fried with a shovel must taste weird." ”

"But they didn't have a choice, did they?"

"You haven't experienced those wars in the Celestial Realm. Maffeo returned to the work he was doing, and it was clear that he did not believe in the established facts.

Marcos smiled helplessly: "Never have doubts about something you haven't experienced, because it may come to you one day." ”

"Yes, yes. I don't even know when you started to learn these damn words, tell me you didn't know about it from those priests. Maffeo shrugged.

"The priests don't tell us that. ”

"That's really bad, because then you'll have to listen to the prayers that make you sleepy. Maffeo's tone was disgusted, as if he hated the priests.

Maffeo piles the collected firewood in the center of the clearing, where there is no vegetation, so he at least doesn't have to worry about starting a fire. "Hell, I think we need to use twigs to skewer the fish. ”

"At least that's what you can do. Marcos pointed with his dagger at the fish that had already been cut.

"Okay. "Maffeo and Marcos have switched places, which also means that the two have swapped jobs.

After skewering the first string of fish, Maffeo suddenly remembered something. He looked at the neatly arranged fish on his trench coat and quickly asked, "Can you tell me what you used to cut these fish so neatly?"

Marcos didn't reply, he just pulled out the dagger from his waist and played with it in his hand. Maffeo suddenly understood, and said, "Wait, I don't remember you had such a knife. ”

"It belongs to Fit. Marcos pulled it back into his waist.

"Damn. Maffeo scolded. "Are you sure she hasn't killed anyone with this knife?"

Marcos looked at Maffeo with disdain: "Do you think she is really a person who loves to kill?"

Maffeo spread his hands, "What kind of person do you think she is?" Well, none of that matters, what I need to know is whether she has ever killed someone with this knife?"

"Maybe killed, maybe not. But don't worry, I've cleaned this knife at least a few times, "little princess". Marcos's words reassured Maffeo a little, and he continued with his work.

Although the amount of sea bass is enough for a lunch for several people, for two people who eat more than the average person, this somme bass is just enough to feed both of them. But it doesn't matter, the main thing is that they want to enjoy such a peaceful lunch.

Fortunately, Marcos had prepared some spices in advance, otherwise Maffeo would not have been able to eat bland food anyway. He is like that, he likes foods with strong flavors as his characteristic. Marcos, on the other hand, prefers lighter food.

Maffeo only admired it at the first bite, but not so much admiring Marcos' meat cutting skills as he was admiring his terrible fishing skills. But at least the food was delicious, which was enough for two people.

"You idiot, I shouldn't have taken you fishing if I knew I wouldn't have brought you here. Anyway, remember to go back and pay me a fishing rod!" A familiar voice came from the bushes not far away, which made the two of them, who had just shared the whole sea bass, finally cheer up their spirits. After a hearty meal, the two of them wanted to sleep in this warm place, and now it was good, under that voice, the drowsiness of the two of them faded almost at the same time.

"If I heard me correctly, it was Milna's voice. Marcos said.

Maffeo shrugged: "This must be an illusion, we're too lazy." ”

"Isn't this Maffeo and Marcos?" Mirna's head suddenly poked out of the bushes beside her, which startled Maffeo suddenly, even though the Mirna he was facing at this time was funny.

"Hi Mirna, I didn't expect to meet you here. Marcos said hello.

After responding to Marcos, Mirna grabbed Uma by the ear and dragged her out of the grass. The latter was obviously pitiful, and his pointed ear was almost plucked out by Mirna, and it must have hurt.

"Damn it......" Uma whispered, rubbing her ears.

In any case, such encounters are dramatic. Maffeo even wondered if the two would appear around him at any moment of the moment, perhaps in line with their status, magical and powerful magicians.