"But Mordred is a clone of King Arthur, and his strength should be equal to that of King Arthur."

"Wouldn't Mordred have enough strength to become a Knight of the Round Table?"

Hazel listened to it quite confused, what is the use of cronyism?

"Chirp."

"That's right, Mordred does have the strength of a knight of the round table, but it was the sisters of the Fairy Lake Society who raised him with a perverse temperament."

"So Mordred is a problem child."

Grog sighed, Mordred was indeed a pity for the Boi country.

"Chirp."

"Increasingly dissatisfied, Mordred challenged King Arthur to knighthood, but Mordred's strength was almost the same as that of the king."

"This fierce battle between father and son lasted for seven days and seven nights, but the sword in the stone was born after all to protect the holy sword of the Boi country."

"The sword is engraved with a magic pattern that the person who holds the sword needs to take on the responsibility of protecting the country and the people."

"It couldn't stand it swinging at the Protector, so it lost all its magic."

"Mordred didn't know that something was wrong with the sword in the stone, and he fought hard to cut off half of King Arthur's head with a single sword."

"Although King Arthur gathered his magic power in the palm of his hand, this last blow did not kill Mordred."

"In this battle, Arthur lost after all."

"Morgan grieves his brother's death, but neither side of this duel is innocent."

"Although the sword in the stone has fallen, King Arthur has established a connection with the island of Boi."

"His life is dying fast, but Mordred is not strong enough to hold the sword in the stone."

"There was no other way, Morgan, along with the other three fairies of the Fairy Lake Society, sent King Arthur's sick body to the Bronze Island."

"That's where history goes."

"The most credible thing about the end of the story is this non-public prophecy."

Arthur was dead when his head was cut off, and Morgan assured that his body would not decay for thousands of years. Until the next king is found. ”

"But it's 999 years and ten months in the Queen's calendar, and it's two months away."

"You once said that the first Sheets Ghost quickly decayed when they were defeated, which was a sign that King Arthur's body was beginning to crumble."

"The edge of the island of Boi has lost the protection of the king."

"Morgan's magic is indeed immeasurable, but the great magic that has supported her for a thousand years is about to overwhelm her."

"Even if you can enter the royal capital safely and meet the queen, do you think Morgan will risk the lives of the people of this country because you can't return home?"

Ghlog's remarks left Hazel speechless, how could she have imagined this.

"This, but how can I go back without the help of the Queen's power."

Boi is an island country, but because the monsters have the ability to fly or dive, not to mention fishing boats, not even a small wooden boat.

"Since you have a partner who you haven't found, you should set a small goal first."

"Although there is no bounty on the wall of our inn, you can go to the city lord, and if the city lord comes forward, one can tell the whole city."

"But I don't recommend you to do this, because the city lord will still eat low-grade monsters, and those who have no power like you will probably be directly used as food to the door."

"Our inn is too quiet, and it's not so convenient to get information (it will affect business), so let's go to the city and find a similar building."

"Because my family is a special official, the queen also asked him to do some construction in various places. If you come across the same, you can go in and have a look. ”

"The most important thing you should do right now is to get some rest, our beds are very comfortable."

"You've slept on Jennifer's bed these two days, I knew him before I got married."

"For a delicate monster like you, a cotton bed is more suitable."

(Delicate...... ）

Hazel has always wanted to complain about this, but there is really no way, whether it is physical strength or magic power, it is not even as good as the so-called "inferior monsters".

"Thank you."

Hazel said goodbye to Gloger, the fog in front of her, though thicker, but at least it was clear what was going to go next.

The next moment he was about to step out of the secret door, Hazel heard Gloger's final advice.

"Of course, if you completely tame those partners, it's no problem to just hit them."

"That guy likes monsters that are strong enough."

Hazel wanted to talk more, but Wan Le, who saw the hint in Glog's eyes, immediately dragged Hazel away.

("Chirp.") ”）

("Thankfully, the mayor has her own rules, so she shouldn't be killed.") ”）

"Chirp."

"You heard that, it's time to rest."

Back at the table, there were eight dishes neatly placed on the table, barely touched, except for Jennifer's paws.

"Oh."

"Little Miss, you're finally back. It's not as good as what you do. ”

Hazel looked at Wan Le next to him nervously, the red feathers on his face covered his expression, and he was even a little happy.

The dishes on the table look like normal Longhua dishes, can they be made like this, will they be unpalatable?

"Chirp."

Wan Le flew from Hézel's shoulder to the edge of the plate and pecked at the sauce, which seemed to have no problem.

This looks like a mapo tofu, which should have the eight characteristics of spicy, fresh, fragrant, hot, tender and crispy.

It doesn't smell like it now, but the soup looks exactly the same as the tofu.

It stands to reason that it won't be unpleasant.

Hazel took the chopsticks in her seat and tasted it, holding back her reaction and swallowing it.

"Wan Le, what does mapo tofu taste like?"

A beany smell rippled through Hazel's mouthpiece, and the sweet berries used for dyeing made the smell even more disgusting.

"Huh?"

"It's exactly the same as I've eaten."

Hazel finally understood why the guests at the inn were either drinking only suffocating wine or eating only the kind of green, hardly cooked food.

Being able to make mapo tofu that looks exactly the same but tastes very different, Wan Le is also a talent.

But he can't be blamed for this, the Mingyu sparrow can only taste sweet, sour, and bitter.

Spiciness is a pain sensation that is partially offset by the monster's tolerance.

In other words, after removing most of the flavor, there is really no problem with this mapo tofu made by Wanle.

Because birds taste like this, this is indeed a complete restoration of the taste of "mapo tofu".