Seeing that it was getting late, Ren walked into the kitchen.
After putting on his apron, he skillfully took out beef, tomatoes, dried fish, eggs and other ingredients from the cold box.
The foodie king is going home tonight and he must prepare dinner.
When Arturia was at home, he had to cook by himself.
The cook's cooking skills are still not satisfactory to her. Although it's a bit helpless to say this, he is actually the royal cook of the King of Knights, even though he has no salary...
Renn handled the ingredients meticulously and arranged various spices, soy sauce, salt and other seasonings.
You have to be careful when cooking, she will be angry if the quality of the food drops.
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On the horizon, flaming clouds dyed half the sky red, and grains of fine sand on the white beach exuded a reddish afterglow.
In the military camp, since the morning, various training or learning projects such as fighting, cold weapon confrontation, shooting, basic runes, etc. have completed their assessments one after another.
Only a paper-based examination consisting of military theory and cultural knowledge was left.
In the simple warehouse, there are several bright glass lamps hanging.
The light inside is still bright, and dozens of students in the professional class of Melova University are still working hard to fill in their answer sheets.
It's December 29th, five o'clock in the afternoon.
After six o'clock, the exam officially ends, and the students who have received three weeks of closed military training here can go home.
"Please explain the specific meaning of the title of William I the Conqueror, the founding emperor of the Kingdom of Falorland."
Sitting in the last row, Da Mao Wang held a pen in his hand. After browsing the questions, a trace of surprise flashed in his green eyes.
Is the test so biased?
Conqueror means "the man who conquers the dragon" - the girl thought for a moment and then filled in the answer.
To be honest, this question is actually very difficult and very unpopular.
"Conqueror" is a bad title. Many kings and heroes have used it in the history of this world.
The most famous among them was the founding emperor of Falorland.
At the beginning of the Fifth Age, the most powerful human being, William the Conqueror, spent a lot of energy to tame a powerful and rare red dragon, and the title came from this.
However, as time passed, the meaning of the title was distorted.
Most people in the world think that the title "conqueror" means conquering the land, conquering the people, conquering the enemy...
Therefore, although this question seems simple, it is actually a trap.
Students who are not majoring in history will basically fill in the wrong questions in the end. When the papers are handed out, students will see the dazzling red cross and begin to doubt their lives...
However, this is not a problem for the female top student Artoria.
During this time, she was either studying or on her way to study. She had only been enrolled for more than a month, and her reputation for being diligent and studious had spread throughout Melova University.
Of course, this huge fame is also due to her natural beauty and extraordinary beauty, and she has become a school beauty.
Da Mao Wang has integrated into this world, and she no longer makes common sense mistakes when communicating with others.
Soon she had written the last few essay questions.
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This autumn, the "Battle of Orange Town" broke out in the hinterland of the Kingdom's Pugni Plain. The impact of this battle was far more profound than it appeared... The two parties participating in the war were as follows:
Red side, "Ghost Hand" Marcello, and his Skeleton Gang.
Black, "Weirdo" Zorro, all the gangsters on the plain, and a large number of small town residents.
The actual mastermind behind the scenes──Ryan Ackerman.
Let’s try to analyze how Ryan Ackerman killed the Skeleton Gang step by step, and list the key factors in victory or defeat.
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'This guy is really capable of causing trouble.'
Artoria raised her eyebrows slightly and raised the pen with interest.
Of course this question doesn't trouble her. After all, Ren is not a good guy. He just likes to brag in front of her and talk about his bravery... so she is quite familiar with these things.
After that, there was another——"Try to analyze the reasons for the failure of the battle of Olatan Town".
and──"How to understand the essence of the blitzkrieg carried out by Thorn Security Company against the forces of drug lord Matt in the small town of Conroe".
Both incidents happened a few months ago.
The small town of Olatan is located in the Kingdom of Cassavia in the south of Faroland.
That's where Gonzalez led some of the Templars of the Church of Light to encircle and suppress the Dark Prince Milo.
Because of the sudden awakening of the werewolf Archduke Luke, the encirclement and suppression failed.
Afterwards, Prince Milo and the Werewolf Grand Duke Luke, together with many powerful demons under their command, retreated into the southern plains of the Kingdom of Faloran and joined the ghoul clan.
This incident further worsened the situation on the plain...
In comparison, it was just a trivial matter for Lane's Thorn Security Company to eliminate the drug lord Matt.
However, because the tactical play was very exciting, it was reviewed and analyzed by the people in the 7th game and used as the latest teaching material and case explanation.
Three cases, two of which are related to Lane, we can imagine his ability to get things done. Of course, this also shows that many people in the Military Theory Department of the 7th Bureau admire Lane.
'During the Holy Grail War, he was like this too... he liked to stir up trouble.'
Thinking of the "Battle of Matou House" that he specially planned and arranged clearly for almost all the servants and masters, Artoria couldn't help but shake her head slightly.
It would be a shame for Ren not to lead the troops in the war.
She answered all the questions quickly and checked them again carefully.
The clock on the wall showed that the exam would end in half an hour, and the paper could not be handed in in advance. The girl put her little head on the table and waited boredly.
"Weirdo" Zoro is walking around in the examination room. He is the invigilator.
His sharp gaze rested on the dead-haired king who was lying like a salted fish for a moment, but he didn't say anything.
Zoro knew that Ren, his old friend's cousin, was a real academic master and would not know how to clock in or cheat.
Time passed minute by minute, and soon, it was six o'clock.
"Retract the paper!" Seeing that the time was up, the strange hero Zolo stood on the podium and his slightly deep and hoarse voice rang out.
"Yeah, the journey to hell is over, and I can finally go home for the New Year!"
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"Don't say anything, Master Ackerman is awesome! Just obey him and dare to incite the crowd to attack Marcello at the third level!"
The students stood up one after another, shouting and shouting, looking full of energy. King Da Mao seemed to like this atmosphere very much, with a sweet smile on his little face.
This is a life experience she has never had before.
Even when she was on her adoptive father's farm, she couldn't chase and fight with the boys and girls in the town, and learn and train together...
Therefore, she cherishes every day at school.
"Why are you so happy? Tell me and it will make me happy too!"
At this time, a bearded bishop wearing a dark green military uniform and a somewhat sinister face strode into the classroom.
'Enable level detection and designate me, Zoro, Bishop Trumbo.'
King Daimao's eyes lit up slightly and he muttered silently in his heart.
"Trumbo Speth, Level 15 Black Warrior (Master, Level 4 Medium)"
It's really hidden. It turns out that the bishop is already at the peak of the master level... A glimmer of light flashed in the girl's eyes.
The digital detection function provided by the system for free is really useful.
Although the level of a transcendent does not completely represent the combat power, with this, during the battle, or even before the battle, the strength of both the enemy and ourselves can be well grasped.
"You bastards, be quiet! If you don't make any noise, stay in the military camp for the New Year!"
The bearded bishop didn't know that his strength was leaking, so he scolded.
There was a sudden silence in the classroom, and the students immediately stood up silently. The principal coughed slightly, and his stern eyes swept over the students standing upright.
Seeing that their breathing was calm and their expressions were resolute, knowing that the training during this period was still somewhat effective, his expression slowed down a bit:
"Students, you can go home now, but remember to go back to school first...and it's not very safe at night, so it's best to go back with the instructors tomorrow morning.
If you are in a hurry to leave, find a few friends and remember not to be alone, let alone stay outside the city..."
This White Sands Military Camp is more than thirty miles outside Merova City.
It's not far from the city. Most of the students are first- and second-level transcendent professionals. They have good foot strength and can walk into the city quickly. There are often cars and horses on the road.
Theoretically speaking, it is relatively safe, so after the instructor told me, I didn't pay much attention to it.
In fact, attacks on students rarely occur.
So, after listening to the brief leader's speech for a few minutes, the students walked out of the examination room one after another and cheered again.
"Haha, it's over, I finally don't have to look at the instructors' faces anymore!"
"Don't say anything, Metal Slug Bar, let's go!"
"Drink, drink, I'll pay for everything tonight!"
"Shh, keep your voices down. We're still in the military camp. We don't want to stay here cleaning toilets during the Chinese New Year, so we'd better keep a low profile."
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Some people immediately walked into their tents, picked up the gifts they had packed in advance, and ran out of the military camp as if they were fleeing. The instructor just laughed dumbly when he saw this.
Are you naive, do you think this is the end?
There will be another issue next year!
The last ray of the setting sun was swallowed up by the horizon, and Arturia, carrying a bulging bag, set out on her way home with her roommate Misha and several female students.
"Kate, what are these?" Misha asked curiously.
The package was so big that it was almost half the girl's body height.
"This...is nothing, just...a few ingredients..."
The Daimao King said vaguely.
Ever since the girl learned the advanced shooting technique of adding mental power to the bullets from the fourth-level [air-locked gunner] Zolona, all the birds flying over the military camp have suffered, and she has become the sniper king of Faloran.
target.
A few people were chatting and could no longer see the military camp behind them.
The night is fading, covered with stars and moon, and outside the city of Merova is a lush green landscape.
Walking on the grass-paved path, King Daimao browsed the endless fields around him.
The bright moonlight is shining, and the winding river is shining with sparkling luster, passing through the outskirts of the city like a beautiful silver ribbon, achieving convenient transportation.
You can also see some vegetable fields and orchards. The gaze of a high-level transcendent can enable her to see far away - wheat fields, grapes, olives, vegetables, cattle...
The beautiful and rich pastoral scene makes the girl think a lot.
In this world, there are extraordinary beasts and naturally mutated plants.
Through the efforts of scholars of the Natural School, ordinary vegetables, fruits, and crops were continuously hybridized and selected with some mutant individuals, and many excellent varieties were developed.
Even on barren land, food crops can grow tenaciously, and on slightly fertile land, as long as farmers work harder, they can have a bumper harvest.
Bringing these seeds back to Britain? What would it be like?
Green grape vines are covered with supports, wheat is golden and all kinds of vegetables are growing vigorously, and the barren land is covered with flowers... At that time, what kind of happy smiles should be on the faces of the people in my hometown?
Walking in the fertile fields, Artoria's green eyes flashed with light.
She recalled the conversation she had with Renn the night before coming to the military camp.
"Girl, you must study hard... Do you know what my biggest realization is after experiencing many worlds?"
"Huh, stop being so pretentious and tell me!"
"Haha... It's just ignorance. I realized how ignorant I am. My shallow wisdom, little strength, and lack of knowledge... are really not worth mentioning."
"Ren, you are belittling yourself. At least in my opinion, you are extremely intelligent and powerful."
"No, no, this is just the result of accumulation. Different worlds have different races, epics, countries, civilizations... which breed infinite knowledge and wisdom.
It makes people awe, fascinate, and admire. Girl, your way of thinking seems to have not changed yet."
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"It's very simple, King of Knights. After becoming a favored one, you are no longer limited to your original world and your original identity.
Perhaps, when you are in this world, you can try to think more about land, people, food, war, system, royal power, economy, etc.
Insights, knowledge, and technology from different worlds...these are the most precious assets of civilization. One day, when you return to Britain, you will become the wisest and most powerful king, bringing wealth and abundance to the country..."
"...Ren, I invite you to join the new Knights of the Round Table..."
"What? Girl, your Great Britain is dead... Ahem, I have no intention of becoming a Knight of the Round Table..."
"...Hmph, I want to rebuild the Knights! As an ally and a favored one, you must join, you must!"
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Arturia, who was carrying a large bag of ingredients, was thinking wildly. The gentle smile on her exquisite and flawless face was so charming, as intoxicating as spring.
In the surrounding fields, the fertile scene made the girl find it pleasing to the eye.
After all, Britain's demise was also due to barren land and insufficient food.
But as Lane said, there are a group of great and admirable scholars in this world, and people don’t have to worry about this.
Like him, Artoria also respects those scholars who use wisdom, knowledge, technology, and kindness to contribute to and protect human civilization.
However, she seemed to have thought of something again, and the look in her eyes dimmed a little.
Yes, in this world, since the emergence of a large number of fine varieties of food crops in the Fifth Age, there have been very few countries or nobility territories that have experienced famines.
The advancement of technology has solved the food problem very well.
However, people at the bottom still live in dire straits and are frightened.
Not only because of various taxes and oppression and exploitation from the upper class, but most importantly - this world is very dangerous!
In backward villages, a wild beast running out of the woods may cause great casualties to the villagers; in a remote town, a lurking demon can destroy many families and become sacrifices and food;
A cunning evil spirit can cause many people to die of mental exhaustion in nightmares...
A piece of data released in the 7th game is shocking.
Every year in the Kingdom of Faloran, more than half of the people who die unnaturally are related to demons or the influence of demons. This is far higher than deaths caused by disease, hunger, famine and other factors.
Most demons feed on humans. They are the shadow of human civilization, threatening... spreading bloody terror!
Intolerable...
King Daimao clenched his fists subconsciously, a trace of anger flashing in his eyes.
"After experiencing so much, seeing through the so-called justice and light, evil and darkness... I value primitive and simple love, wisdom and technology, strength and balance more.
For example, I like the Natural School because scholars love the world, love people, and are also keen to build the entire world and make it richer.
To this day, scholars are still working hard to allow mortals to have good harvests, adequate food and clothing, and healthy lives...
And there is no doubt that demons are the enemies of people, they are the enemies of civilization." ─ Excerpted from the 256th issue of "Mainland Youth" magazine, an exclusive interview with Ryan Ackerman.
Artoria agrees with some of Ren's current ideas.
As King Arthur, what she really valued was never the majesty of the king, not chivalry, not honor...
Protect the people who live on the earth and protect their peaceful and peaceful life. Just looking at people's happy smiling faces will give you the strength and courage to fight...
Therefore, the girl hates the devil and doesn't even need any extra reason.
Trampling on people's most simple and ordinary happiness and the right to live... This is evil, and it is something that a girl cannot tolerate.
Thinking about it, before he knew it, Dai Mao Wang and his party came to the edge of a small cliff somewhere.
At this time, several colorful butterflies fluttered by, and her resentment towards the devil suddenly surged.
It's like bacteria that have received nutrients and begin to spread and grow crazily.
Hatred, anger, murderous intent...all kinds of negative emotions began to breed in King Daimao's heart.
Kill all the demon descendants, massacre them...
These extreme emotions spread silently in the depths of Dai Mao Wang's mind, and she began to feel a little in a trance.
"Kate, look, there is a waterfall there."
Roommate Misha's words interrupted King Da Mao's thinking and surprised her.
On the left side of the road, a small waterfall pours down from the cliff.
The water splashed and exploded in the gravel underneath, turning into water droplets like mist. The moonlight shone on these water droplets, forming some silver light dew.
There are colorful flowers beside the pool, and some colorful butterflies are flying on the grass beside the pool.
'No, something's wrong.
Something’s wrong with me, there’s something wrong here too!’
The Daimao King immediately shook his head to clear away the complicated thoughts in his mind, and a golden light appeared in his pupils.
Although the scenery here is very beautiful and lush, there is no waterfall at all!
“What a beautiful waterfall, flowers, and butterflies.”
Misha and a few girls looked at the beautiful and charming scenery beside the small waterfall with their expressions of intoxication.
"No, don't look there!"
King Daimao immediately shouted loudly and pulled out the holy sword.
But it was already too late. Misha and several girls were suddenly startled and in a trance, as if they had lost their souls. They fell to the ground with a few thuds and fell unconscious.
Whoosh!
With a flash of cold light, the girl swung her holy sword angrily, and a ten-foot-long golden sword light struck down, cutting the waterfall in half!
boom!
The next second, the sword light exploded the waterfall, water splashed everywhere, but countless water droplets condensed into butterflies in the air, flying up and down, and a trace of blood emerged among the butterflies.
"Ah, what a noble soul this is, with its holy posture and clear and passionate fighting spirit. Even if it is rare to see it for thousands of years, your blood must be delicious."
The rich bloody whirlwind spread out, her long black hair danced, and Ariel's figure solidified in the coquettish blood light.
Her pupils were full of blood, her red lips were gorgeous, and her skin was as good as snow. A black gauze skirt wrapped her undulating sexy figure, revealing a section of ivory-like white long legs.
"Phantom Princess" Ariel showed an elegant smile on her lips, bowed slightly to King Da Mao with impeccable movements and said:
