Cu Chulainn and Kintoki dealt with the messy pieces of wild boar that had been chopped off, and naturally the ducks and wild boars on the other side had to be handed over to others.
"Skinning...seems like it could be a good target. Hmm...just think of it as part of your training."
With this muttering, the female assassin in white, Jing Ke, carefully poked dotted lines on the wild boar skin with a dagger.
She is the type who likes to plan very much, whether it is as an assassin or for other things, she likes to plan. For example, right now, she prepares the route of the knife before peeling off the skin. The dagger in her hand shakes, and a cold light flashes, which is already very precise.
Along the dotted line, divide the wild boar skin into seventy or eighty pieces, and then separate them.
If you are an ordinary hunter, you will probably feel it is a pity. After all, wild boar skins can be sold. If they are cut like this, there is no way to sell them. But we are not hunters, we are just here to eat, so that’s it.
it does not matter.
The rather bloody matter of dividing the wild boar made Jing Ke quite happy. The blood on her hands always made her feel as if her assassination could be successful.
On the other side, Diarmuid and Sasaki Kojiro stood on the left and right, standing back to back, handling wild ducks quickly in their hands. Kojiro was born as a farmer, or rather, he was originally an ordinary farmer.
He was given the name Kojiro Sasaki after he mastered the skill of swallowing back. For farmers, birds and animals are rare snacks. Occasionally, when farming, they can hunt small birds, and they are naturally easy to handle.
As for Diarmuid, it was because he once ran away with his lover in the future, and the two of them lived a wandering life, often hunting for self-sufficiency. This is the case with everything. If you repeat it a hundred or eighty times, you will become proficient.
stand up.
The size difference between wild ducks and wild boars determines that wild ducks are definitely easier to handle.
"Give."
Kojiro summed up his actions in one word. He handed a separated wild duck to Boudica, who was waiting to light the fire. The very tolerant woman smiled tenderly, took it, and wore the duck wings and legs separately.
Get up, mix the small pieces of duck breast and vegetables, and prepare the ingredients you will use later.
"Supplementary supplies."
Behind everyone, such a voice suddenly sounded in the deep forest that was originally empty.
Saying this in a deep voice, a white skull mask suddenly appeared behind him. The black flesh was like charcoal. It was Hassan who cursed the wrist.
He raised his arm and gently placed a package on the ground.
There are a lot of jingling bells inside, which is what everyone needs the most right now.
Plates, cutlery, seasonings and oil.
For Hassan, the cursed wrist with blocked aura, it was no problem to sneak into people's homes in Rome and borrow some basic supplies.
Moreover, it’s not like you won’t return it, right? After everyone cooks it, you will return it to these people, and of course you will wash it!
I just borrow the dishes when they don't need them, and then secretly return them!
Boudica said thank you and put the dressed meat skewers on the plate.
"Oh, it seems that my feet are not as fast as my younger self. Oh my, it sounds like I am very old."
The one who expressed such emotion was naturally the [One Body and Two Faces] being present, Cu Chulainn Caster.
He spread his hands flat, took off his hood, had a helpless smile on his face, and sighed.
As a caster, in terms of strength and agility, he was completely overwhelmed by his Lancer self. Although he could do things like hunting wild boars, it was far from efficient.
If you go against him on this kind of thing, you will definitely lose.
so……
"But when it comes to the number of prey, I won't lose. I have to use my brain more, young me."
He changed the topic and became passionate. His hands stretched out from behind like magic. At the same time, he turned the long staff in his hand. The 7-shaped druid used the staff and his hand to pierce a long string of large...
By visual inspection, there are dozens, maybe hundreds, of fish, large and small, of different sizes, and their silver scales give people a sense of beauty.
"Tsk, fishing - that kind of thing isn't bold enough at all. In terms of boldness, our side is better, right, gold!"
Maybe the friendship broke out when we were dealing with wild boars together? Cu Chulainn Lancer called Kintoki his "gold brother".
"Oh! That's right, brother! Eating meat is golden!"
Hearing the confident answers from these two people, Cu Chulainn caster curled his lips and was actually insulted by himself. Although it is said that a person's biggest enemy is himself, this was supposed to be a metaphor. How could anyone really insult himself?
Being a little unhappy by his rough nerves, Cu Chulainn caster raised his eyebrows and responded disdainfully:
"Who is it that I don't understand? Your Master is Japanese, or a girl. Have you thrown away all the common sense given by the Holy Grail? Japanese people eat fish. Fish. And, with something as fishy as wild boar, you
Can you handle it well? Women don’t like such fishy things. But they go well with [dogs].”
"Who are you calling a dog?"
Cu Chulainn Lancer smiled and cursed back.
"Say you...ah, no, you love so-and-so."
Cu Chulainn caster almost said the wrong thing, but when his mind changed, he was himself, and he was him. If he said he was a dog, he was the same. He almost got himself involved.
The two people here were laughing and cursing, and the atmosphere was filled with joy.
"Elementary school students, you two..."
Rider Medusa sighed softly from the branch, shook her head, turned over and jumped down. In her arms was a cloth bag filled with bulging fruits.
There are many fruits growing naturally in the forest. Although they are not as good as artificially planted orchards, they are better than fresh ones. The full juice of freshly picked fruits will always make people feel delicious.
Use your rider's flexible speed to quickly find and pick fruits in the woods.
"Um... let's just do it here, okay? After all, let's go help, right?"
Matthew suggested timidly.
She didn't do anything, she just stood aside and watched. The guilt of standing by and watching was too heavy, she suggested.
"It's not necessary. The so-called king is a person who inspires his subordinates with a majestic appearance. No help is needed."
Altria swallowed quietly as she spoke. Although she prefers burgers to barbecue, the problem is that there is no need to pick on this now.
"Yeah! What Matthew said makes sense, so I will present a song to all the brave men as a reward..."
"Don't!"
Mashu and Fujimaru Ritsuka already knew the horror of her singing voice and quickly stopped her.
"Your Majesty, you are a man of great wealth. If you sing loudly in such a rough place, it will be... yes, it will not match you at all!"
Fujimaru Ritsuka was so frightened that he started talking nonsense. The progress was already slow. If His Majesty sang again, he would not be able to finish.
When Nero heard what she said, he hummed and smiled, feeling very happy.
"Hmm, that's what you think, Master. Yu also thinks so. Sure enough, the place that suits Yu Zhi's figure must be a top-notch grand theater!"