Although the dinner at the temporary air riding base of the 5th Flying Group did not have any delicacies from the mountains and seas, it was also simple and sumptuous. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Steaming mushroom and vegetable meat and bone broth, charred barbecued meats, and pieces of soft and thick dough are filled with thick and sturdy long square tables, which are ready for everyone to eat.

"Sir, do you want drinks?"

A seven or eight-year-old girl carrying a copper wine jar came to Lin Mo's side, and the bottom of the pot rested on the edges and corners of the wooden bench by the way, taking the opportunity to share some weight.

"No, no, thank you!"

Lin Mo, who had changed into loose casual clothes, waved his hand and suddenly fixed his gaze.

"Cynthia?"

"Ahh

Wearing a coarse cloth skirt that was a little too large and not very suitable, and a dirty and greasy apron was wrapped around her, the little girl lost her mind for a moment when she recognized the adult in front of her, and she was afraid that the heavy wine jar in her hand came out of her hand.

She had just had time to exclaim, but a strong hand grasped the bronze handle before the jar was about to hit the ground.

"It's me, Cynthia, why are you here, and your brother?"

Lin Mo smiled disappreciatively and put the wine jar on the table, so he didn't have to worry about touching it now.

"Yes, I'm sorry, Lord Morin, my brother is in the kitchen!"

The little princess of the Duchy of Skulu blushed with a red face because she had accidentally missed her hand and almost made a mistake, and hurriedly took a step back and bowed with the corner of her skirt to express her apology.

Fortunately, Lord Morin caught the wine jar, and he might be punished again, maybe he would not have anything to eat for the whole day, and he would even affect his brother.

"Why are you here?"

The presence of the heir of the Duchy of Sculu here, and doing such a job, made Lin Mo feel incredible.

In his opinion, the prince of Sinton should be running around and trying to find a way to restore the kingdom. Instead of doing civilian work here.

"Not long after you left last time, the Anstrass came to hunt us down again, and many of our uncles were killed, and then you Slans came, and the Anstrass fled, and my brother and I, as well as the remaining uncles, survived, but the money brought by my brother was quickly spent, and my brother and uncles had no choice but to look for work everywhere. Only then did I barely have something to eat, and a while ago there were kind people who helped me introduce my brother and uncles to work here, and I could do a little work without dragging my brother back. ”

I haven't seen each other for just two months, and the little princess of the Principality of Skulu has become much more mature after suffering a lot, and she clearly recounts her experience.

The prince who fled from the royal city with his sister did not carry much gold with him, and most of the palace guards who were warlords were foodies. Coupled with the soaring prices and profiteers during the war, the prince, who did not have much financial ability, quickly spent all the money in his hands.

Although there is no danger of being hunted down, a penny is difficult for a hero. In order to fill their stomachs, the former princes and princesses could only put down their bodies to work and earn enough to eat.

"Haven't you ever thought about returning to the country?

Lin Mo didn't care if it was appropriate for him to say such a thing as a Slan.

"Some of the former minister's uncles and uncles have come to my brother. I hoped that he would be able to lead everyone to negotiate with the Slan Empire and take back the territory of the Duchy of Skulu, but my brother refused. ”

The seven or eight-year-old little princess Skulu has no scheming. He trusted Lin Mo very much, and told this dragon knight everything he knew.

Lin Mo grabbed two pieces of dough and sandwiched a thick piece of barbecue, stuffed it into Cynthia's hand, stood up and rubbed her greasy hair, and said, "Take me to your brother and see if I can help you!"

With his indifferent nature, he didn't have much interest in the prince and princess of the dead country.

The phoenix that sheds its hair is not as good as a chicken, and the prince and princess who have lost their former status and glory have completely reduced to commoners, but Prince Hinton is still concerned about his sister when he is hungry and cold, and at the same time maintains a tolerant mind.

His commendable performance and virtue earned him the respect of the dragon knights, and it was not surprising that he would be given the proper help of his hands.

Lin Mo knew that his childhood experience made him no different from the golden-based dragon, and once he was tightly grasped by hunger, he would definitely become even crazier than a beast.

What Prince Hinton could do, he simply couldn't.

The seemingly meaningless dragon god contract is, to some extent, able to find their own shadows in each other between the human race and the dragon race.

Cynthia, who was almost seduced by the food in front of her, showed a happy and contented smile, held them firmly, nodded vigorously and said, "My lord, please follow me!"

After saying that, she took a hard bite on the meat dough cake, and the feeling of this food filling her mouth intoxicated her, and the child was growing up, and the thirst for food far exceeded that of adults.

"Lord Morin, where are you going?"

Captain Pound saw Lin Mo suddenly leave the table, thinking that he was not satisfied with the food served for dinner.

"It's okay, you guys eat first, I'll leave for a while!"

Lin Mo waved his hand, and followed Cynthia, the little princess of the Duchy of Sculu, to the terraced houses near the take-off and landing runway, and the kitchen of the empty riding base was in the two wooden houses at the very corner of the end.

"Nuren, go get some more water!

"Who saw the stove, Homan, where are you hiding again, you slacker, go and add some wood to the stove, don't you see that I'm kneading dough and can't get out?"

"Hinton, move quickly, be optimistic about the heat, don't make the adults wait too long!"

"Yes, Lord Honcolldon!"

The sweaty prince of Skulu is like a butcher at the moment, quickly swinging the bone chopping knife, cutting off pieces of fresh meat and putting them in a wooden basin, mixing them with salt and seasonings for later use, and running to the grill from time to time, carefully turning the grill, pinching a small handful of spices and sprinkling them on the roast meat that is about to be baked, picking out the roast meat that is ready to be cooked, and using a sharp thin-bladed short knife to cut the huge pieces of meat into pieces of fat and fragrant meat and put them on the plate.

One person is almost used as two or three people, and he is very busy.

"Brother, brother!"

On the way over, Cynthia, who ate the meat dough and licked her fingers, waved her hand vigorously and screamed when she saw her brother Hinton.

"Huh, Cynthia, why did you come back so soon? Did you run out of ale?Where did the wine jar go? You little girl can't knock over the wine jar, right? I warn you, if you offend the big man who came here today, hmph, be careful that I will even drive your brother out with him, and I won't even get half a copper salary. ”

The kitchen steward, who was making the best pastry, was kneading the dough and blowing his beard and glaring at the bouncing little girl.

"Ahem, you can get me out with me!"

Cynthia, who was so frightened that she stopped walking, heard the voice of a young man behind her.

"Ah, yes, it's Lord Morin!"

When the kitchen steward saw the comer, he was so frightened that he threw away the dough in his hand, rushed forward in three steps and two steps, knelt on the ground, and said tremblingly: "The little one is damned, the little one is talking nonsense." ”

Even if he lent him 10,000 guts, he wouldn't dare to drive out the dragon knights of the Royal Dragoon Legion, and it was no wonder that those empty knight ancestors of the 5th Brigade didn't tear him apart.

"Okay, okay, there's nothing for you here, wash your hands, otherwise how will you eat those breads?"

Lin Mo frowned, too lazy to bother with these little people.

The kitchen steward hurriedly got up and hid to the side to wash his hands, rubbing the palms and backs of his hands desperately, for fear of bringing the dirt into the dough and making the dragon knight angry again.

"Lord Morin, why are you here?"

Seeing the dragon knight he had once met in the barren mountains and mountains, Prince Sinton of the Duchy of Skulu hurriedly put down the things in his hand, grabbed a greasy rag and wiped his hands, and saluted respectfully.

"It's okay, just come and see!Your Royal Highness the Prince, are you still used to it?"

Lin Mo's tone was a little ridiculous.

"Whether it's a prince or a cook, it's actually life!"

Prince Hinton seemed to have seen through the red dust, his face was calm, and he did not show any resentment and unwillingness to complain about the current embarrassing life.

Cynthia hurriedly ran over and grabbed her brother's arm tightly, with a happy smile on her face.

"Well, I'll give you two options!"

Lin Mo was going to give the other party a chance, so he paused and continued: "First, stay here, you may regain the hearts and support of the Skulu people in the future, of course, I don't dare to guarantee the attitude of the royal family and ministers of the Slan Empire, which will allow you to become the king of the Duchy of Skulu again, maybe, maybe not!"

This remark was obviously a bit profound, but Lin Mo didn't care, he was a Slan, and the Slan Empire was in control of everything in the Principality of Skulu, if he didn't agree that the Skulu people would have their own king, then Prince Sinton and his followers would face the fate of ......

Seeing that Hinton's face turned slightly pale, but he was still silent, Lin Mo continued: "Second, accept my recommendation, join the army of the Slan Empire, start as a soldier, and use your military exploits to gain honor, money, titles and even fiefs, if you are lucky, it is not ruled out that you will re-use the Duchy of Skulu or even more lands as your fief, and it will not make any difference whether you are a king or not at that time." ”

The thin Prince Sculu pursed his lips, was silent for a long time, and said, "I'm sorry, I chose to stay!"

He remembered the text on the inside of the crown: "Unity and sacrifice lead Skulu to victory!"

No success comes without a price, and he must stand with his people, just like the ancestors who founded the Duchy of Skulu, and rebuild the current country with a sword and a sword.

- (To be continued.) )