Chapter 32: Foodies in Great Britain

Also ten minutes later.

An area centered on Annuo was covered with broken limbs of orcs, and scarlet blood spread all over the land. However, Annuo, who was in it, had a calm face, and wiped it with a handkerchief, which was not stained with much blood at all. chalk holy sword.

The bright silver armor shone in the sunlight, and the outstanding temperament and tough appearance severely shocked the hearts of the three little ones.

"So strong, Uncle Annuo!" Kai shouted.

"Father is the strongest!" Annuo's adopted son Lancelot said proudly.

Arturia didn't speak, but looked at Annuo with a hint of longing.

"You all have great qualifications." Annuo put the chalk holy sword back into its scabbard and walked back. "In the next year, I will build the three of you into the strongest killing machines." His tone was calm. Talking about what to eat tonight.

After that, Annuo rarely made any moves, but instead selected suitable opponents and assigned them to the three little ones.

He only selected some humanoid creatures who yearned for flesh and blood and war, and did not bother the goblins, dwarves and elves.

He would not disturb the peace of these friendly beings who had helped him during his previous experiences.

Annuo is essentially a person who retaliates and is grateful at the same time.

Therefore, what he cares about is not so much the country of Britain, but more about Pendragon's bloodline. This is also the main reason why he does not sit on the throne.

During the training process of the three of them, Arturia was the most reckless and impulsive. Every time she saw an enemy, she would be the first to rush forward, and then Kai and Lancelot would follow.

Arturia also suffered a lot of injuries.

Then at night, he and Merlin would have to learn the knowledge he needed to learn as a king.

She was extremely serious and yearning, causing his brother Kai to sigh repeatedly.

"Why would this country choose to let a little girl become the king?" He murmured to himself.

"This is a two-way choice." Annuo sat by the campfire with a large piece of barbecue in his hand. "Britain chose her, and she chose Britain, that's all."

"Hmm." Kai shook his head, "I don't really understand."

"Sometimes it's better to be a little confused, especially when you are a minister." Annuo stood up, patted Kai's shoulder, smiled, and handed the barbecue in his hand to Artoria.

Kai scratched his head, wasn't the barbecue just for me? And why is it better to be confused?

Lancelot sat on the side holding another roast, gloatingly looking at Kai who had been taught that there was no roast yet.

"Ah, thank you, Mr. Annuo!" Artoria turned around and happily took the barbecue from Annuo's hand.

Then he ate it in three bites.

An Nuo swallowed hard.

This is a barbecue as big as a thigh.

Although when I was on Earth, I knew that King Da Mao had a series of titles and achievements such as "The Foodie of Great Britain" and "Can Eat Britain Poor", but when I really saw it...

Anyway, it’s incredible.

"Has she always eaten like this?" Annuo asked Kai as he picked up a piece of barbecue and put it on the campfire to roast.

Kai nodded as usual: "Yes, Leah's appetite has always been very good, but no matter how much she eats, she won't gain weight."

What an enviable physique...

Lancelot was concentrating on his meat, not even a quarter of the way through his roast.