It turns out that my youth story is fgo!

The rich lady and book painter Sawamura Spencer Eriri, who had just been talking nonsense, looked at the scene blankly, and the chopsticks in her hand had fallen to the ground.

In front of her, the blond young man was frantically destroying the food in front of him with an elegant and fast posture. The plates in front of him were piled up like a mountain, but he didn't show any rudeness.

Unbelievable, how can someone eat so much! !

In this case, the big talk just now... Eriri thought about the money from selling books and pocket money, and found that it was more than enough, and she was relieved.

But it is definitely not okay to eat like this every day. In this case, she really can't support this Arthur Seba.

"Thank you for the treat!"

After finishing the last plate of food, Arthur kept his gentle and cheerful smile, ignoring the stunned looks of the people around him, and put his hands together like the Japanese.

Eriri came over and found that Arthur's stomach didn't even change: "Where did your food go? Is your stomach connected to another dimension? How can it be repaired!"

"You say that... I converted the food into energy. Anyway, thank you very much. I haven't eaten so much in a long time."

"So you haven't been full before? I was wondering why your previous salary didn't make you broke."

Eri found that with Arthur's appetite, not everyone can afford it!

"Hey, you are a knight who can defeat even the demon pigs, how can you not even afford to eat? Please apologize to the knight characters in ACG for me, Ke Ke Xiu!"

"Sorry, sorry." Arthur smiled, "Even if you have power, you must follow the order. I am working hard."

"You are so strange."

Eri put her hands on her cheeks and looked at Arthur.

He is so powerful that he can easily defeat the demon pigs several stories high, but now he is willing to abide by the modern order, not to plunder without any violence, restrain his desires, and follow his heart. This guy is a real knight, not just claiming to be one.

"Are there knights now?" Eriri shook her legs, "How did you live before? You can't live in the mountains and forests!"

"Well, that's true. Anyway, it's far away from humans."

Both Valhalla and Chaldea can be counted in this way.

"That's right!"

There are actually many questions, but I don't think Arthur will answer them. However, looking at the handsome young man, Eriri felt inspired. She took out the sketchbook and pen she carried with her: "If you don't mind, can you be my model? I've already thought of the theme for the next... cough, comic!"

"I can pay you!"

The blonde girl's blue eyes were shining.

"Didn't you treat me to a meal? That's all."

"Hey, knights originated in Europe. Which country are you a knight from?" The blue and white armor flashed through her mind.

"Britain."

The tone was calm.

"Britain?! Dad's country!" Eriri was surprised. She tapped her forehead with the eraser on her pencil. "Actually, I'm half British, right?" Although her English was very poor.

"The most famous British knights are King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table. Even if I don't know them, I've heard of them. After all, they are used a lot in two-dimensional works."

"Yeah, that's right." The answer was perfunctory.

"Really!" Eriri put her hands on the table. When she opened her mouth, her two little canine teeth were really cute. "From what I know, there are "xxx" and "XXXX"... They can be considered popular topics."

"Haha." Arthur laughed twice, "If they knew you liked it, they would be happy too."

Eri pouted and whispered: "I don't think so."

Anyone would be angry if they were arranged like that.

"Could it be that you are the descendant of the Knights of the Round Table?!" Eriri had a flash of inspiration, "So you were trained as a knight and inherited the abilities of the Knights of the Round Table?"

"Let's just say that."

"Hey, that's too perfunctory."

"A little bit."

"I'm going to give you a bad review, bastard!"

...

Unconsciously writing and drawing a lot on the sketchbook, Eriri propped her chin with the sketchbook, and the young man in front of her was still as calm as before, as if nothing could affect him.

"In fact, if the real Knights of the Round Table came here now, they would definitely not be happy."

Eri didn't know much about the legend of knights before, she only knew about the second dimension

Cloud, but after being rescued by the young man who was a knight, she made up a lot of knowledge, including the famous legend of King Arthur.

"After all, modern British people are descendants of Saxons, and they were actually enemies of the British at the time."

"If the Knights of the Round Table knew, they might be very angry."

Arthur's eyes were calm.

"..."

"No."

"He would be very happy to see everyone smile."

Arthur smiled, as if surrounded by light, and the clear sky in his eyes turned into a soft green because of the light.

At this time, he didn't look like a knight or a prince.

"Just like a king."

Iri, who had already returned home and was lying on the bed, commented like this.

His fingers brushed over the picture that was just sketched by inspiration. The king in armor smiled, and all the glory in the world was concentrated on him.

Sincerity, dignity, and kindness.

That was the king who wielded a brilliant sword and cut off all the evil in the world.

Neither a knight nor a prince, Arthur at that moment was more like a lonely and desolate king.

"Arthur... King?"

"How is that possible?"

After all, people named Arthur in Britain are as numerous as people named Aoi or Nagi in Japan, and they are everywhere.

Eriri turned over and covered her forehead with her hand.

"Why not just draw a fanfiction about the Knights of the Round Table?"

The next day, Eriri went out with huge dark circles under her eyes.

"You said you were going to draw a fanfiction about the Knights of the Round Table, but you ended up drawing a comic version of the legend of King Arthur. Can you really sell it like this?"

Having said that, Eriri still packed up the few passionate works she had rushed out last night and held them in her arms, intending to bind them up.

After all, it was her own hard work!

"I always feel like we are not from the same world at all."

Turning to the first page, the king holding a golden sword looked back in the moonlight, and the cloak behind him was like a blue sky.

We will never meet again.

Eriri thought.

Then...

"Good morning, Eriri." Arthur, who was going out to throw away the garbage, waved with a smile.

How could I not meet him!

This guy is still working at a roadside cafe!