Wuming would say some incomprehensible words from time to time. Wang Daimao knew that the other person seemed to be joking, but she could never keep up with the rhythm.
I don’t understand why he suddenly felt a little happy. To be precise, he wasn’t happy. It seemed like he had some bad taste?
However, this "not a hero" guy can cook, which is somewhat of a surprise. Since coming to this era, she has only had a few decent meals in that midwinter city in Germany at the beginning of her arrival.
After that, I just eat all kinds of fast food, or satisfy my hunger with bread, hamburgers, milk, etc. It's not impossible, but I always feel that something is missing, and the portion is a bit insufficient...
Ren is skilled in handling meat and various vegetables. His skills are not bad. He may not be a great chef, but after several worlds of accumulation, he is proficient in many dishes.
He can make fried rattlesnakes, but not many people would dare to eat them.
Watching him handling the ingredients smoothly, Dai Mao Wang realized that she could have extra food tonight, so she decided to temporarily forget about the previous unpleasantness and at least talk to him after eating.
The words that Ren said on the castle gave King Da Mao a lot of stimulation. She is still thinking about the issues he said, even though she still has no clue.
"Um, do you need my help?" King Daimao stood aside and asked Wuming, who was cutting peppers.
Ren glanced at her and said casually: "King of Knights, please arrange the tableware, one set for each person."
As for asking her to help, forget it. Foodies usually don't know how to cook. This is a basic rule.
"No problem." King Daimao suddenly felt motivated, or in other words, hopeful, and she added, "Well, can I have a little more?"
"Don't worry, I've prepared a double portion for you."
Ren looked at her with a half-smile. Although this guy always behaved very seriously and looked majestic in front of him, he only cared about eating.
Perhaps sensing the joking in his eyes, Da Mao Wang looked away slightly with a guilty conscience, and then explained seriously:
"Don't get me wrong. Today's battle with Lancer took too much physical energy. I need to replenish some energy."
Well, that's right, that's it, she's not greedy.
Renn suppressed her laughter. It was only at this time that she looked like a little girl. Maybe she didn't notice it herself, but this was her truest side.
Before pulling out the Sword in the Stone, King Da Mao was also a village girl, although not the French village girl.
Except for their identical faces, the two of them were working on the farm before their legendary experience began. It's no wonder that Marshal Gill recognized the wrong person, because they looked so similar.
As for that stupid hair, there is also the airport that has become flat.
There's no way around it. Women are always very fickle. They have a different look every day. They can adjust their height, height, weight or thinness at will. They also like to put on makeup.
Marshal Gill may have thought that Joan of Arc just changed her clothes and hairstyle, which was just a trivial matter and not surprising.
How could he, the great protector of the Quanzhen sect, recognize the wrong person?
Ren suppressed his laughter and said with a "serious" expression: "I understand, soldiers cannot fight on an empty stomach."
To a certain extent, the destruction of Britain was also related to the lack of food. Although she was a king, with the sense of responsibility of King Da Mao, she would not eat and drink indiscriminately.
Artoria nodded, expressing high approval for this sentence. For the first time, she felt that Wu Ming was so pleasing to the eye.
………
Tohsaka House.
Father Mapo is reporting the mission to the Pot King Tokiomi.
He put on a new agent robe, and used healing magic to treat the injury before, and it seemed unscathed on the surface.
I don’t know what Kotomine Kirei was thinking. He didn’t say anything about Emiya Kiritsugu. He only said that Hassan and the others never returned after entering the castle.
Even because Mapo summoned the Hasans to deal with Father Kiritsugu, he and Tokiomi didn't even know that Caster had reappeared in front of the castle.
The cooperation between Director Ken and Mapo was completely based on mutual use, a plastic brotherhood, and the two did not even exchange information afterwards.
"So, the Einzbern family may be a little weird, but the top priority is to test Rider's strength."
Tokiomi's face was still calm and calm. Unlike Mapo, he was always arrogant as a traditional magician, so he didn't care too much about magicians like Emiya Kiritsugu.
Kotomine Kirei listened with an expressionless face, but he was actually a little absent-minded. The battle tonight was a miserable one, but he also vaguely noticed something unusual.
After the "model" master and apprentice discussed for a while, Mapo chose to leave.
After returning to the room, he found the King of Heroes lying on the sofa, his scarlet pupils looking at him with interest.
"Kirei, why didn't you tell your teacher that you were injured?"
"It's not necessary, it's just a minor injury." The expression on Father Mapo's face remained unchanged, and his voice remained calm.
"Oh, then why do you look so lost? This is not like your usual lifeless look."
Jin Shining raised the corners of his mouth, shook the goblet filled with mellow wine in his hand, and smiled playfully.
Father Mapo sat on the sofa opposite him. This was not the first time that the King of Heroes appeared in his room, although he didn't know why the other party was interested in him.
"Lost?" Mapo muttered to herself.
"That's right, it's like experiencing a failure and suddenly feeling useless and not knowing what to do."
The golden voice has a strange penetrating power, and the ancient king has a strong insight.
Father Mapo recalled the battle not long ago and remained silent.
He wanted to seek answers from Father Kiritsugu, but how could he stab the magician killer and communicate with each other with fists and fists when he was no match for him?
"Kirei, you need help." Jin Shining took a sip of red wine, with a hint of joy in his pupils.
Father Mapo said a little doubtfully: "Help?"
"Yes, without power, you can't continue to pursue the answer, right? Assassin obviously can't help you."
Kotomine Kirei's expression was still stiff, but thinking that Assassin couldn't even deal with a tree spirit, he felt quite helpless.
Hassan Baimian is too weak to leave a single human behind.
With a slight movement in his heart, Father Mapo subconsciously looked at Gilgamesh, only to find that the other person was also staring at him.
The hero king's blood-red pupils stood up, with an evil smile on his face.
After Tokiomi rescued his daughter, he became as boring as a piece of rotten wood, and he didn't even bother to look at him.
He doesn't care at all about the vortex of roots, the outside of the world, etc. He is only interested in this world as his courtyard, and has no interest at all in places beyond his control.
Fortunately, he found another interesting guy, with such a twisted and evil soul that he deserved to spend some time cultivating him.
