Chaldea, your chieftain is back!

The two followed the traces on the ground carefully all the way to the oasis refugee camp.

Then I saw Hei Zhen and Joan of Arc who were about to fight. After a long time of tossing, it was finally their turn to have dinner!

Curse wrist took the porridge to the shady corner and squatted down, drinking it sizzlingly.

I took two sips,

Um!Not to mention, it tastes really good!

Curse Wrist picked up a branch and rummaged in the bowl. Although the porridge had been stewed very thick, the meat, vegetables, and potatoes could still be seen inside.

It's just a simple salty mouth, but it contains all the flavors together. For hungry people, salt and a lot of carbohydrates that can fill the stomach are simply justice from heaven.

He raised his neck and drank the whole bowl of porridge. He carefully scraped off the remaining porridge with his fingers and ate it all into his stomach.

This porridge, which is [-]% full for adults, is only at the bottom of his appetite.

At this time, more than a dozen people came to the curse wrist, and bowls of porridge were put down.

Then squat together.

A group of people gathered into a circle, as if they were a group of people.

"Eat it!"

Baimao also came over with a bowl of porridge.

And these are the illusioned personalities of her Noble Phantasm.

Relying on these personalities, she can get 88 bowls of porridge alone, but it's not necessary, as long as the two of them are full and have the strength to go on their way!

No matter what you say, you can't compete with refugees for food!

She still has this temperament.

"Hundred appearances! Your treasure is really, really strong!"

As the curse wrist spoke, he picked up a bowl of porridge and drank it into his stomach.

"Don't talk about those useless things, eat them quickly!"

Baimao glared at each other.

My own Noble Phantasm has its own personality, and it is quite laborious to persuade the personality not to eat it.

After drinking eight bowls of thick porridge in one breath, Curse Wrist felt like he was alive.

“It feels good to have food!”

"Ah! Are you not full?"

A smiling orange-haired boy walked over with a plate of steamed potatoes.

"This is,,, a follower!"

Curse Wrist and Baimao immediately sensed the aura of a servant in this young man!

The two immediately became alert.

But the boy walked over like an ordinary person who didn't know anything, and put the potato in his hand on the ground.

"This gentleman, with such a tall body, it must not be enough to eat! These are butter potatoes, try it if you don't mind it!"

Baimao and Curse Wrist looked at each other.

Baimao nodded, picked up one and took a bite.

She has a skill of proficiency in encyclopedia A+, which makes Baimao have a B-level or higher use effect on many skills!

It also includes, using poison!

Baimao seemed to have scratched all the potatoes with his hands, and then put them in his mouth to taste them.

Unexpected surprise expression!

"This, it tastes good!"

Hearing what Baimao said, Curse Wrist picked up one and started eating.

"This, soft and glutinous, with the aroma of oil and the rustle of potatoes, paired with a wonderful salty taste, it's really good!"

The curse wrist ate, and then saw that many people in the camp came to the new batch of refugees one after another, and began to draw relationships with each other.

He roughly understood that after eating, he will start explaining the process of joining the camp. It seems that the little brother in front of him is also doing this!

The orange-haired boy always said softly.

"Let me introduce myself! My name is Emiya Shiro! I am the chef in this camp!"

"Oh! That's amazing! Brother, can you make potatoes so delicious?"

The curse wrist said with sincere admiration.

"Where are you, you guys are exaggerating!"

Emiya Shirou said embarrassedly.

"I don't know, are you interested in joining our camp?"

"Are you going to join the camp after eating?"

Baimao said warily.

"That's not enough, we're not robbers either!"

"It's just that Miss Black Jeanne said that she doesn't like people leaving after eating, doing things around, and then come back when they are hungry, treating this as a buffet."

Shirou said softly.

...That's true!I also don't like being a jerk who takes me for a ride!

Baimao looked at the curse wrist.

"But, you see, this land is now desolate and full of refugees. Compared to wandering outside, it's better to find a safe place to eat and live in a safe place?"

Shirou pointed to the huge sphinx being disassembled in the distance.

"There are heroes who can defeat such a huge monster in this camp!"

"Safety can still be guaranteed."

Baimao ate one buttered potato and gave up, leaving the rest to Curse Wrist.

"Weiya boy, maybe like you said, it's quite safe here."

"However, we will not leave the land where we were born."

"The land has nourished us, and we must fight for it!"

Cursed Wrist ate all the buttered potatoes, then stood up with a plate and returned it to Emiya Shirou. .

"Thank you for the potatoes, they were delicious!"

For the first time in these days, the curse wrist felt that his stomach was full and he felt full of food.

... What a great feeling!

"Really? That's a pity! Then I'll take my leave!"

Emiya Shirou left with the tray.

"The manager of this camp might be a good person!"

"Can we get some food back here!"

"Hey, hey, hey! Baimao, your use of words is very subtle!"

The curse wrist looked at Baimao silently.

"It's obvious that he is a good person!"

Chapter 77 I, Toba, just like a despicable servant like you!

"Hey, hey, hey! Baimao, your use of words is very subtle!"

The curse wrist looked at Baimao and the package silently.

This is to return to the old business and do things!

"It's obvious that he is a good person!"

"It's because we are good people! We bully! If we can beat bad people, don't we need to bully good people?"

"Good people don't care about it. If a good person can't beat them, just kneel down and beg for mercy."

"So good people should be pointed at with guns!"

"Dude, what logic are you talking about!"

Curse Wrist asked in a daze.

Baimao didn't answer, just watched Emiya Shirou walking in the camp, and the refugees beside him would involuntarily say hello or cast grateful glances.

"It's easy to get food!"

"For example, the orange-haired boy chef who kidnapped Emiya! That boy seems to be very popular in the camp!"

"Don't do this kind of thing!"

Curse Wrist looked at the refugees in the distance drinking porridge gratefully.

"Do you want everyone here to starve to death?"

"That's true! Our group of assassins are all engaged in assassination, and now we have become enemies with two major forces. No matter how we say it, we can't establish a third enemy!"

Baimao shrugged helplessly.

"and,"

The woman's gaze penetrated a tent.

Behind this tent, there are several servants' auras.

"This camp is just so small, if something happens, we won't be able to leave."

Baimao commanded his avatar to send the bowls back.

Then the two men took the female pharaoh and prepared to open the way.

After turning over a dune.

A group of people blocked their way.

Hei Zhen said with a smile.

"Yo! Two,"

"After eating and drinking enough, why don't you sit down and rest for a while?"

Curse Wrist had already drawn out his dagger and was about to start fighting, but Baimao stopped him first.

"We'll be doing it later, the enemy is powerful now, and now all their energy is on the two of us, I'll try to let them relax their vigilance, when the time comes to release the treasure, confuse the vision, buy you time, and then you take the girl Pharaoh run away!"

"Understood!"

Curse Wrist saw that the other party had Matthew holding a shield, the mage Da Vinci, and Hei Zhen who was waving the battle flag.

The tanks, mages, and fighters on the opposite side have tanks with physical and magic dual output, and they also know that small-scale team battles cannot be won!

"Don't be nervous, you two!"

Toba stood up while speaking.

"Introduce yourself, my humble Chaldean Master Toba!"

"Good at fighting against injustice, professionally robbing houses, and part-time saving people."

"Look, you two are also heroes who rob the rich and give to the poor! Why don't you sit down and have a talk."

"Talk about what?"

Baimao said cautiously.

"Of course, what do you have, what do we talk about!"

Toba looked at the big package on the curse wrist meaningfully!