In the world of Type-Moon, it all begins with becoming Morgan's husband!

King Uther handed his sword sheath to Ian.

"I believe you are someone I can entrust with my life."

"In the years to come, I entrust my daughter to you."

15. The Knight Bearing Sins

You received King Uther's scabbard, and he permitted you to sheathe the blade, which he had deflected with his bare hands, back into its sheath.

[You have acquired the innate knightly spirit; having been recognized by King Uther, you have once again become a knight. You swear to King Uther that you will protect Morgan with everything you have.]

King Uther does not doubt what you say.

He has witnessed your loyalty; your willingness to give your life for Morgan makes it clear to him that you could never betray him.

After bowing, you left King Uther's presence.

Morgan was waiting for you outside, and she was somewhat surprised when she saw that you were not wearing any shackles.

As her most loyal knight, you hid nothing from her.

You shared King Uther's understanding of the war with her, and also conveyed his views on her.

"..."

Morgan bit her lower lip.

After a long silence, she asked in a trembling voice, "Ian, is it true? Father... that's what he said?"

Ian fully understood how Morgan was feeling at that moment.

But as her most loyal knight, he couldn't allow himself to lie to her.

"Yes, Your Highness, that's how the King describes you."

"..."

Morgan's beautiful face contorted in an instant—anyone would have that expression if they were described that way by their own father.

Ian could see the resentment in Morgan's heart.

But as a knight, he didn't know what to do.

“Ian…” Morgan managed to control himself, “Do you think so now too?”

"Do not."

Ian denied it without any hesitation.

“Your Highness, no matter what I hear, in my heart, you are still the most suitable king for Britain.”

"..."

Morgan turned his face away.

“Ian, you’re such a fool.”

Morgan did not summon you again in the following days.

At King Uther's behest, you, who should have been treated as a war criminal, were released and allowed to move freely within the military camp like a knight.

This greatly surprised the other knights, who began to speculate about King Uther's reasons for doing so.

Finally, they came to the conclusion that you, as a henchman of the White Dragon, were intimidated by King Uther's royal dignity and willingly joined the British army.

This was undoubtedly excellent news—the King of Britain had even intimidated the White Dragon's minions; the outcome of the war was already clear.

But you, who know everything, understand that this war, from the very beginning, had already veered completely off course.

But the thought that the ending might have nothing to do with Morgan makes you find yourself completely indifferent to what's to come.

However, there are some sins you know you must repay.

in the military camp.

The knights were talking amongst themselves.

"Hey, do you guys know what that madman under Vortigern's command is up to again?"

"I don't know... but something seems really off. I don't know why the king released such a person."

"Shh...don't say so much."

Just as the knights were talking about, Ian was carving words onto a huge stone—words for all the British knights he had killed in the war.

of course.

He wasn't as capable as King Uther, who could memorize all their names.

When encountering someone with only vague memories, one can only use a few symbols as substitutes.

Ian knew that nothing would actually change, but as the culprit, he couldn't just let it all go so easily.

Persistence often earns respect.

The knights gradually accepted your act of carving your name on the stone slab, realizing that you might be recording something.

[Your innate affinity for evil has been replaced by affinity for perseverance: Your daily persistence has led the knights to accept you to some extent, and they have begun to regard you as one of the British knights.]

They asked if you needed help, but you politely declined.

Mourning is a person's inherent responsibility.

You don't want others to be tainted by this sin because of you.

By day, you carve stone slabs, expressing your apologies to every innocent knight who has fallen, and begging them to vent their hatred for Morgan on themselves.

[At night, following King Uther's orders, you stood guard outside Morgan's tent without leaving his side.]

You understood all of Morgan's pain, so you never bothered her, but simply protected her with the utmost loyalty.

[The White Dragon's minions are gone: Your loyalty has earned you the respect of no British knight, who would consider you Vortigern's subordinate.]

Rumors began circulating in the military camp that you, once a henchman of the White Dragon, had been utterly defeated by the princess. You neither confirmed nor denied this.

After all, you know you truly fell for Morgan and became her most loyal knight.

King Uther's ultimatum has been issued.

[As a princess, Morgan is ordered by him in the sternest tone to withdraw from the front lines immediately and return to the royal court, and you will serve as Morgan's bodyguard along the way.]

This greatly surprised the knights—after all, Morgan was such a valiant and skilled warrior.

However, no one dared to question the king's orders; that would be a grave act of treason.

"Your Highness, please be careful."

Ian respectfully helped Morgan onto her horse, and only after she was completely safe did he mount the other horse.

As the knights watched them go, the two left the front lines of the British battle.

The horse's hooves rose and fell.

They left footprints on the road.

Knowing Morgan's feelings, Ian didn't say a word the whole way.

He was simply paving the way for the princess he served.

They crossed streams and cut through thorns, passing through day and night after day.

The two, having passed through the woods, left behind the footprints of a knight and a princess traveling together on the windswept grassland.

Then, Ian, riding at the front of the procession, gazed into the distance from a high point on the mountain.

He turned around and spoke to Morgan with utmost respect:

"Your Highness, we can return to the capital after walking a little further."

"You will receive the safest protection there."

However, Morgan hesitated at this moment.

Ian noticed this, but didn't say anything.

He still remembered what Morgan had said—that a knight should only know what the princess is allowed to know.

After a long silence, Morgan finally spoke.

She gripped the reins and spoke in a slightly sad tone:

"Ian."

"Can we... not go back yet?"

16. Lake of the Princess's Birth

Are you sure you didn't mishear Morgan?

She did indeed express to you her desire not to return to the royal court for the time being, and she was quite cautious in her approach.

You realize she's worried that her request will disobey King Uther's order for her to return to the capital.

You decided to put her mind at ease.

“Yes, Your Highness.” Ian reined in the horse.

"Then let's not go back for now."

"Won't this cause any problems?" Morgan asked cautiously.

"There won't be any problems," Ian replied as gently as possible.

"If there are any problems—"

Ian patted the horse beneath him.

"Just say they're too tired."

Morgan knew that the man in front of her would never lie to her.

She nodded.

"Then, let's go, Ian."