The King of Elden does not die alone!

Just enough to eat in one bite.

Artoria imitated Mia, took the sandwich in her hand and put it into her mouth impatiently.

The bread is crispy on the outside and soft on the inside. The bacon slices are fragrant and dry, and the fried eggs are tender and rich in milk flavor.

The different flavors and textures create a combination of 1+1 greater than 2 in the mouth.

Especially the spicy garlic green sauce, which elevates the taste experience to an unprecedented level.

I didn’t expect that such delicious food could be made without expensive dried spices.

"good to eat!"

"Merlin, Brother Kai!"

Then, at Altria's call, the remaining sandwiches were divided up in an instant.

What caught Mia's special attention was Melina's expression.

Even she was chewing the delicious food made by Mia herself.

I couldn't help but widen my eyes.

And Wilden carefully savored the taste spreading in his mouth and nodded in appreciation.

After being with Mia for such a long time, not only her appearance but also her various senses are recovering.

Presumably, when Melina and Wilden, who spoke at the border, saw such delicious food, their mood must have been even better than Mia's.

“Is this kind of food called a sandwich?”

"Yeah," Mia crossed her arms and nodded in satisfaction. "It is said that in the southeast, there is a small town called Sandwich. Its ruler, Sir Sandwich, loves board games so much that he forgets to eat and sleep. So the distressed chef made this kind of food for him, so that Sir can enjoy it with one hand even when playing games. Then, this delicacy became popular on Sandwich's card table, and finally gradually spread, and was named sandwich after Sir."

Mia doesn't have the bad habit of plagiarizing people who take things that existed in history and use them to gild their own reputation.

"Ms. Mia knows so much."

After being praised, Mia added: "That's the story of the sandwich, but the earliest sandwich was just two slices of bread with meat in between. I improved it to this!"

"Hmm..." Altria listened attentively, and then asked:

"But didn't Miss Mia know much about Britain before?"

Although she found the story interesting, Altria still found loopholes in it.

You know almost nothing about common sense historical events, but know little stories like this?

"...Ahem!" Before Altria could finish her words, Mia interrupted her with a loud cough: "Don't pursue such details!"

After that, he picked it up again and said, "How can you be so careless? Are you full after eating just this small piece?!"

Altria's head shook like a rattle

"Make more if you can!"

"Well..." Kai felt mixed emotions as he looked at his sister who was completely charmed by the delicious food.

However, the sandwich was really delicious.

"Okay!" He stood up with high morale: "According to Miss Mia, if there is meat between two slices of bread, it can be called a sandwich, right?"

"more or less."

"Then I'll help too! I've just finished frying my sausages."

Ever since.

A good lunch gradually turned into a fight between Kai and Mia to feed Altria...

-

In the north of Wales, there is an island called Anglesey.

It is separated from the Welsh mainland by a narrow strait almost as wide as the Thames, which flows through the city of Londinium.

So, this is a huge and populated island.

In the fjord, the fisherman stood on the swaying boat, his rough and powerful hands pulling the heavy and tough fishing net.

The wind blew, the sea water began to surge, and the fishing net became heavier.

The fisherman knew that the fish were resisting, so he began to pull harder.

Finally, he pulled in the fishing net. Groups of fish were jumping on the deck. The fisherman saw a pile of pure white hair that was unusually conspicuous in the tangled fishing net.

"What the hell..." he muttered, untying the fishing net.

The little thing looked wet, with its eyes tightly closed and its body curled up.

It looks like a cat and a dog, with a strange appearance.

The fisherman squatted down and cautiously poked the strange cat in the fishing net with his finger.

The little white creature shuddered.

Is he still alive?

The fisherman blinked in surprise.

Then take it back.

Strange and non-threatening creatures, they are also worthy topics of conversation.

Chapter 70. Wild Anshars Appear

"I'm so hungry, so hungry—"

Merlin, riding on his horse, howled his life away as the creaking carriage sounded.

Altria shook her head and sighed helplessly: "There is nothing we can do about it."

"Uh-huh."

Kai nodded in agreement, "Who told you to use the money for replenishing supplies to buy expensive wine? As compensation, there is no better way than to make you, the culprit, consume less supplies."

When we set up camp last night.

After counting the supplies consumed in the past few days, I found that the remaining supplies were totally inadequate to match the consumption in the past few days.

After sorting out all the cargo in the carriage, Kai found a small barrel of wine in the deepest part of the carriage that was definitely not on the supply list.

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Under questioning, Merlin originally wanted to play dumb, but faced with the adversity of being caught red-handed, he chose to confess.

It turned out that when Merlin and Kai were purchasing supplies separately, Merlin secretly used the money for meat to buy a small barrel of wine.

"This barrel of wine is enough for our food for two days!"

Rarely, even Artoria took a serious attitude and blamed Merlin together with Kai.

Merlin looked guilty as he was exposed. He avoided her gaze and instead of confessing his mistake, he said something shocking: "No, no, no, that's not the case. This quality should last at least three days..."

'rub--'

Kai drew out his silver sword in a rage.

"Merlin you idiot!"

"Wait a minute, wait a minute! Are you really going to do it?!"

-

Hence, the scene of Merlin staggering and shouting that he was hungry appeared.

"Since you've wasted three days' worth of food money for six people to buy alcohol, then please go hungry for eighteen meals first."

Kai pronounced judgment on Merlin's crime with an expression as cold as iron.

Merlin, the culprit whose criminal behavior was extremely bad and whose confession attitude was extremely arrogant, caused extremely serious consequences, held his head and wailed, "It's going to kill people!"

"Don't worry, I'm not a devil. I'll pay you back over eighteen days for these eighteen meals. So, for the next eighteen days, you'll have to watch over my dinner."

That being said...

But there is no limit on Merlin's lunch.

He would secretly carry some bread and biscuits to eat during the day, and everyone turned a blind eye to it.

Except for little episodes like this.

So far, there have been no other conflicts during the few days of travel.

The population distribution in this era has nothing to do with the word "dense". No matter which country it is, the land is vast and the population is sparse.

It is normal not to see any large-scale settlements after walking for two or three days.

Occasionally I would pass by hunters and farmers in the wild, and they didn't look like they needed help.

Sunrise and sunset, sunset and sunrise again, and then sunset again.

The surrounding scenery changes from grassland to desolate rocky beach and from rocky beach to forest. The only thing that remains unchanged is the rolling hills of Wales.

In the evening of that day, several people set up camp not far from a stream.

After lighting a fire and setting up a tent, Mia began to cook dinner for the night.

Among the supplies purchased previously, in addition to bread and biscuits, there was also dry white flour.

It’s just right, I can make some noodles to eat.

Dice turnips, cabbage, mushrooms, and bacon.

After the soup is stewed into a thick soup, add the snow-white noodles into another pot.

Today's dinner is noodles with gravy that combines local British ingredients.

Mia held the homemade chopsticks and slurped up a large ball of noodles.

Several people present tried the tableware that Mia made herself out of curiosity.

But no one could get started in just a few minutes.

So except Mia, everyone else still used traditional knives and forks to eat noodles.

"Where's Merlin?"

Mia looked around when she suddenly remembered something while eating.

"Have you forgotten? He can't eat with us."

Kai stirred the thick topping soup with a long-handled spoon and curled his lips in disdain.

"Ok."

Mia, as a chef, also felt a little unhappy because she cooked a delicious meal but no one could eat it.

But Merlin must pay for his actions.

Since the chef will be sad if some people can't eat good food, then let's not treat Merlin as a human being now.

As for where Merlin is now.

Well, it's nothing important, so I should just hide somewhere and eat cookies as usual.

Mia's guess was correct.

Merlin was holding a pack of biscuits, sitting more than fifty meters away from the camp, avoiding their sight and chewing on the dry and hard biscuits.

‘Crack’

The biscuits used as dry food in this era were not the snacks in later generations that were added with sugar and oil.

Just as the name implies, biscuits are a very dry piece of cake.

Not only does one bite into your mouth a full mouth of crumbs, but it also pricks your lips.

"Hey."

Merlin sat on a rock, sighing after taking a bite of his biscuit.

Although, given his usual eccentric character, it's not impossible for him to make excuses this time.

But if I do that, I'm sure people will hate me, right?

Misappropriating public funds to buy alcohol is indeed a bit excessive...