The Infinite Journey of a Certain Flame

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He does look somewhat like a little adult.

Kiana touched her chin and then nodded.

This can be seen as tacitly acquiescing to Lancelot's plan.

However, plans are plans, but ultimately, we still need to consider the actual situation.

After considering the actual situation, Kiana came up with a new problem.

"Well, your plan is feasible, but... I think we all need to face a problem."

"What's the problem? Hmm?"

"There isn't enough food."

Kiana gestured for the Vikings to return to their lodgings to pack their belongings, then pulled Lancelot aside and whispered something to him.

Upon hearing him say this, Lancelot, unusually, showed a helpless expression.

He stroked his chin, then lowered his head and pondered, "It is indeed a bit tight, but there are only three or four hundred of these Vikings in total. We can still feed them by purchasing some grain from nearby towns."

Lancelot had great confidence in the Vikings' fighting prowess.

Putting everything else aside, one Viking could probably take on five ordinary soldiers without much trouble.

If these fierce ethnic groups within the station were to unite, it's possible that the number could reach 10.

"Are you confident you can get these guys to willingly work for you?"

Kiana looked into Lancelot's eyes.

"There's no problem, it's just that I think this task might not be as easy to complete as I imagined."

With that, Lancelot shrugged.

"Of course."

Kiana sighed.

"Okay, you come with me and leave this place first."

"Let me figure out how to get some food first."

After saying that, Kiana turned around and prepared to leave.

Lancelot didn't say anything, and simply followed Kiana away.

This time, Kiana didn't take him to her tent, but instead led him to the woods at the edge of the camp.

"You stay here, I'm going to go find some food. It'll only take a little while."

"I'll go with you; I want to help too."

As he spoke, Lancelot took a bag of food out of his pocket and handed it to Kiana.

Kiana looked at the food Lancelot offered and decisively shook her head in refusal.

"No need, you can keep this grain for now. I'll bring plenty of grain later."

"A lot of grain?"

Upon hearing Kiana's words, Lancelot's eyes revealed a hint of disbelief.

Where did she get the confidence to say she could bring a lot of food?

This is really baffling...

However, Lancelot did not rush to object, as he was well aware of Kiana's abilities.

It is also clear that for this mysterious girl, many difficult problems are not problems at all.

Kiana's claim of bringing a lot of food is likely not an exaggeration; she is telling the truth.

Thinking of this, Lancelot smiled slightly and nodded.

"Well then, I wish you all the best. I'll be waiting for you outside. No matter what happens, remember to call me. I'll come to your rescue as soon as possible. Also, remember, it's dangerous here. Don't do anything rash or wander around, understand?"

"Okay, I understand. Don't worry, I'm not stupid."

Kiana smiled and patted Lancelot on the shoulder.

"Oh, and one more thing, don't let anyone else see. If they find out, the food won't be able to be conjured up anymore."

"What... exactly are you going to do?"

Upon hearing Kiana's words, Lancelot's eyes showed a hint of surprise.

Kiana had plenty of food points, and the exchange speed was extremely fast. In less than half an hour, she had exchanged all the food.

"Haha, this should be enough."

Kiana looked at the bag of food in her hand and couldn't help but laugh.

Her smile looked especially beautiful in the moonlight.

She reached out and picked up the bags of food one by one, walking towards the group of homeless refugees.

During her journey, she encountered many Vikings.

But when these people saw the food in Kiana's hand, they all stopped in their tracks and stared at the bag of food with greedy eyes.

Kiana saw this as a threat!

But instead of impulsively going up to them and making a scene, she stared at them with a dignified gaze.

After all, these people have now sworn allegiance to her and joined Artoria's coalition as external aid.

Kiana warned herself that she must not cause trouble or create big problems at this critical juncture.

She knew very well that these Vikings were willing to serve her in the short term.

Kiana snorted coldly, then put the entire bag of food into her system space, and turned to leave.

Before long, her figure appeared in front of Lancelot.

"So fast? Where's the food?"

Looking at Kiana, whose hands were empty, Lancelot had a momentary feeling that he had been tricked.

However, the next second, Kiana clapped her hands, and a bulging sack appeared out of thin air and crashed to the ground.

Lancelot looked at the sack with some surprise, wondering what was inside.

"Hehehe, this is grain I just collected, have a taste."

Kiana looked at Lancelot with a beaming smile, her face full of anticipation.

Lancelot stretched out his hands and slowly unsealed the sack.

Instantly, a rich fragrance filled the air.

Lancelot sniffed the aroma, couldn't help but swallow hard, and his eyes widened.

He couldn't help but take out the potato chips and bread bags from the sack, a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Why does this soft-to-the-touch thing have such a captivating fragrance?

What is that transparent thing wrapped around this bread? Is it edible?

"Hmm? That's not right."

Seeing this, Lancelot was stunned for a moment, then asked in confusion.

She clearly brought all the grain back, but now it seems there's something wrong with the food in this sack.

"What's wrong?"

Kiana was puzzled by Lancelot's strange expression.

He also reached out and took the food out of the sack.

"Is this really food?"

When Lancelot took the food out of the sack, he was completely stunned by what he saw, his eyes filled with shock.

He didn't know if these things could be called food, so he stood there dumbfounded, not knowing what to say.

What... what's going on?!

"Hmm? Oh, don't worry about the details. These are all edible, you know. Do you want me to show you how to enjoy them?"

Kiana looked at Lancelot with some curiosity.

"nothing.

Lancelot snapped out of his daze, then put the food back into the bag, placed it back into the burlap sack, and clutched the bag tightly in his hand, as if afraid Kiana would snatch it away.

"you..."

"Okay, I admit, I need you to teach me. These special foods are really...so ingenious."

Lancelot looked at Kiana and said with a hint of helplessness.

"Haha, it's nothing, you just need to grab here and here and tear it apart."

Kiana then gave a rather smug demonstration.

"Um."

Lancelot nodded, but a hint of curiosity shone deep in his eyes, and his gaze toward Kiana turned to one of admiration.

Subsequently, under Kiana's guidance, she had the privilege of tasting delicacies from nearly a thousand years in the future.

As the rich, spiced flavor stimulated her taste buds, her eyes seemed to reflect hearts of joy.

"good to eat!"

This was Lancelot's first thought after eating the potato chips.

Although it was only one piece, he had to admit that this strange, sheet-like food was more delicious than most of the things he had ever eaten.