Type Moon World, this moon is really wild

"It tastes really good. Mine was a bit dry. Anyway, Kai ate it with a pained expression."

"Haha, he's just an ordinary knight, not a dragon."

"How am I a dragon?" Artoria said coquettishly, then pointed to the mashed potatoes she had made.

"Um, would you like to give it a try?"

"no problem."

Artoria's ahoge (cowlick) stood up straight, full of energy, and she rushed towards Yinglin with great anticipation.

If it receives negative reviews at this time, it will probably immediately become sluggish.

Yinglin picked up the spoon, scooped out a mouthful, put it in his mouth, and murmured, "Not bad, there are no problems in any aspect."

"Really?"

"Of course."

Mashed potatoes are relatively simple to make, and as long as they are made normally, they will taste good.

"I thought a chef like you would be very strict."

"Thinking too much."

Since her creations had earned his approval, Artoria was naturally delighted. She even ate much faster, treating Yinglin as if he were an outsider, and began to show off her food heartily.

Yinglin couldn't help but eat a few more bites, not to give Artoria face, but simply because he hadn't eaten in a long time.

Moreover, it tastes better than potatoes from later generations.

All I can say is that the Age of Gods was truly wonderful; no wonder so many people miss the carefree days when sowing seeds would bring a bountiful harvest.

Artoria saw everything Yinglin did, and her feelings for him became increasingly obvious. She moved closer to him, completely disregarding his relationship with Morgan.

If my sister can win his heart, why can't I?

The long-dormant nightmare gradually awoke, flying out of Yinglin's dream the moment it smelled the aroma, snatching the skewers that Artoria hadn't yet eaten, and taking a bite.

"That's good, there's something to eat when you wake up."

Chapter 107 Mary did it first

Artoria, who was in a good mood, instantly turned into a cat-like face the moment she saw Melie, staring resentfully at the inexplicable white-haired nightmare.

"Remember to share good things with us!"

Nightmare didn't explain much, but just smiled and patted her disciple's shoulder, which greatly troubled her.

Our youth has come to an end!

"You rushed to snatch Liya's as soon as you woke up. You don't act like a teacher at all. Here, have some to replenish your energy."

This time, Yinglin not only grilled meat, but also took the belly of the demon pig, which he cleaned and used to make soup.

When the delicious pork tripe soup was placed in front of her, Meili quickly took it and greedily drank it.

Even with a lot of food in her belly, causing her weight to exceed 40 pounds, she was still incredibly hungry.

It's also possible that she simply wanted to eat, rather than being hungry.

Just as Artoria was feeling down, she witnessed an even more shocking scene.

Meili, who was halfway through her meal, took a few bites but didn't swallow. Instead, she kissed Yinglin as if on purpose, and their kisses became intense.

At this moment, the young King Arthur's brain had evaporated, emitting a lot of heat. He covered his eyes in terror, but deliberately left two slits open to look at the two people who had already separated.

They seemed very skilled, without any extra emotional fluctuations, as if they had already adapted to it.

This this……

When did you become a teacher?

Artoria was completely baffled, but she didn't say anything, nor did she feel that she had been cheated on.

It was because she secretly glanced at her sister, who was far away in Orkney.

After comparing them, I think it's alright?

Wait a minute, what do you mean by "okay"? Shouldn't it be "shameful"?

Sigh, if there really comes a day when I have to apologize.

It can only be the older sister.

Since Meryl joined, the atmosphere has become a bit strange, but also much more serious.

The white-haired magician, who squeezed himself into the middle, enjoyed a lot of care from Yinglin.

Of course, Artoria received just as much, as Shadowlin frequently fed this most powerful eater in Britain.

I also tasted the fried fish made by King Arthur himself...

It's still the same three dishes. The taste isn't bad, but expecting a variety of flavors is clearly wishful thinking.

However, since Artoria is already a queen and still willing to cook, Yinglin thinks that's already very good, so there's no need to ask for too much.

When it was time to wrap up, Yinglin said goodbye to the two women and returned to Oakney alone with some good stuff.

Watching the departing figure of the person she admired, Artoria felt a strong sense of reluctance, but was patted on the shoulder by Mely and teased her.

"It's rare to see someone so absent-minded."

"Tsk." The blonde girl patted her hand and said, puzzled.

"Compared to me, teacher, aren't you even more... sob."

"Oh dear, how could that be? The teacher isn't that kind of person!"

As Melly explained, she covered Artoria's mouth with even more force, trying to cover up the truth, but this only earned her Artoria's disdain.

"Yes, yes, I don't care."

After giving the teacher a disapproving look, Artoria suddenly remembered something and asked curiously.

"That, between you two..."

Guess!

The teacher remained the same, and Artoria gave up and stopped asking her for any crucial information.

I'm not as good as myself.

"Although he has helped me a lot, I am now a king, so I will go and mobilize the army first. You can stay here."

Artoria ignored the teacher and turned to leave.

"Boring."

There's no one here, so what's the point of staying?

Unfortunately, the most frustrating thing was Artoria's performance.

Despite being very young, he was surprisingly calm in this regard, which made her suspicious.

Had he teased her too many times, to the point that Artoria had unconsciously gotten used to it?

Only when discussing topics like Yinglin and love does that village girl, who wields a hoe under the scorching sun, appear?

"By the way, no matter what we do, it hurts..."

At this moment, even Meryl couldn't hold back anymore and left the scene with an awkward laugh.

……

Orkney

When Yinglin returned, he saw a black figure standing on the balcony. Looking up, he saw Morgan in her robes.

"I'm back! The talks went very smoothly this time!"

Seeing his lover's happy expression, Morgan thought of the white dragon's death tomorrow, but a sense of displeasure rose in his heart.

Working with my sister always makes me feel frustrated, no matter what.

Seeing her like this, Yinglin knew what to do and hurriedly hugged the queen's delicate body.

"These are necessary sacrifices to win Camelot. Besides, don't you sisters really want to see each other again?"

"Do not want to."

"But, all you've done, you've never really intended to kill us, have you?"

Regardless of the timeline, Morgan's feelings for Artoria were very complex. He did many things, but never directly considered killing her.

Therefore, Yinglin was genuinely curious as to why Qin wanted to kill Artoria.

Which link in the chain went wrong?

Yinglin still doesn't understand it.

"Kill them..."

No, I really haven't thought about it that way.

Many of them were just venting their anger, trying to "kill" her and ruin her reputation.

perhaps.

After all, what Morgan truly hated was "human reason".

This was the culprit that made it difficult for her to enter Camelot.

"I... never mind. If Artoria really gives up one day, then I'll believe her."

"Definitely, no matter how stupid she is, she could never be like those nobles."

"Hmph... just like no one dares to mention who Agravain and the others' father is."

Morgan smiled smugly.

Then she realized what was happening.

Why do I feel like I'm Yinglin's accessory?

The only thing offered him was perhaps a weak claim to the British throne.

"What's wrong?" Yinglin patted her shoulder in confusion and asked with concern.

Meeting the gaze of the one he deeply loved, Morgan no longer agonized over whose contribution was greater.

All you need to know is that he is sincere towards himself.

He was also the man who changed her future.

If it weren't for him.

Those ridiculous plans were truly outlandish.

"No, I just thought of something very bad."

"what?"

"You think I'm just your accessory, as if you're the real king and I'm not."

"Come on, becoming a king or whatever." Yinglin looked up at the sky helplessly, and Morgan thoroughly enjoyed the heartfelt howl.

He didn't do it for the king; he simply liked himself.

"If you ask me to do this kind of thing, I'll quit immediately, or let Agruven and the others do it. I don't want to sit in an office and go crazy looking at a pile of documents."

Morgan covered his mouth and chuckled, which was very much in line with his personality.

Feeling deeply guilty, she quietly looked up, leaned close to Yinglin's ear, and whispered something.

"Experienced kid, even if it's dry, it's fine."

Yinglin was startled, but Morgan offered no further explanation beyond those words, simply lying there obediently, waiting for him to handle the situation.

"hiss."

Now that things have come to this, Yinglin is beginning to have doubts about Morgan's so-called murderous intent...

Could it be that they're urging him to find out the truth so he can return?