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

"What do you mean by 'allowing your father and girlfriends to have unlimited sex'?! Do you...do you even know what you're saying?!"

However, Tamamo-no-Mae did not show any displeasure in the face of Mordred's question.

On the contrary, she explained very patiently.

"Yes, of course I know what I'm talking about."

“You heard me right—I do indeed hope that Master’s restrictions on love can be lifted.”

"you!"

Mordred wanted to say something more, but her sister Gareth pulled her back.

Having just exchanged their trump cards, the knight sister knew that the fox demon before her was definitely not someone to act recklessly.

She must have her reasons for saying that.

Thinking of this, Gareth picked up where Mordred left off and continued to ask:

"It's none of Xiao Mo's business if you want to get in touch with your father and girlfriends' sexual restrictions."

"But--"

"Tamamo-no-Mae, didn't you just marry Father not long ago? Do you really want to watch him have sex with other girls?"

"..."

Mordred had to admit that her sister Gareth was better at asking questions than she was.

"That's right!"

"Didn't you just get married to your father? How can you allow him to do something like this now... This just doesn't make sense!"

Hearing the questions raised by the two of them, Tamamo-no-Mae did not panic.

Her slightly hazy gaze fell on Mordred and Gareth in front of her.

"Yes."

"Logically speaking, I shouldn't support Master in doing such a thing."

"but--"

Tamamo-no-Mae's tone gradually became serious.

This shows that she didn't make this request on a whim, but rather after careful consideration.

“Master… is not my possession alone.”

"For Chaldea, the existence of the Master is the foundation for the operation of the entire organization—without him, Chaldea would definitely be in chaos right now."

"So... even though I really, really want to have Master all to myself, I absolutely cannot do that."

"because--"

The front of Tamamo is exactly the same size as her body.

"He's a hero who's going to save the world."

“I know this very well, so I absolutely cannot hold him back—I absolutely cannot monopolize his penis.”

"Otherwise, the other people will be very sad."

"..."

"..."

Upon hearing Tamamo-no-Mae's words, Mordred and Gareth fell silent once again.

However, this silence was different from the one filled with doubt and shock that followed.

This time, the two remained silent out of understanding of Tamamo-no-Mae.

That's right.

Although the fox spirit was talking about something quite lewd (referring to releasing her father's sexual constraints in Chaldea).

But upon closer examination, one will find that Tamamo-no-Mae was actually the one who sacrificed the most.

Unlike other girlfriends, this fox spirit from the Heian period had already completed her wedding with that man.

This alone gives her a huge advantage among a group of girls, allowing her to achieve a status that no one else can match in a short time.

It's no exaggeration to say that if Tamamo-no-Mae's identity were truly used as a "point of attack."

That would allow them to have Ian all to themselves for a long time.

After all, the man already liked her a lot, and coupled with his sense of responsibility, he simply couldn't refuse her.

but--

Tamamo-no-Mae did not do that.

Despite having the upper hand, she chose to relinquish this privilege and instead share her husband's penis with the other girls in Chaldea.

Just by considering this point, one can know that Tamamo-no-Mae's words just now were definitely not just for show.

"That--"

Sensing the fox demon's determination, Gareth's tone became much more humble.

"Would others be willing to do this as well?"

"Will they really share their father's penis?"

"I don't know," Tamamo-no-Mae shook her head.

"But I think... at least one person needs to take the lead in doing this before there's any possibility of going further, right?"

The first step in sacrifice begins with oneself, rather than expecting others to make concessions for you.

This idea is very much in line with the spirit of chivalry.

Gareth gained a new understanding of the fox demon before him.

Her tone gradually softened, and she addressed Tamamo-no-Mae with much more respect.

"I understand."

"You're right."

"..."

I sensed the change in Gareth's attitude towards me.

Tamamo-no-Mae didn't say anything more.

She smiled and nodded, then reached out and gently patted Gareth's head.

This scene looks like a mother praising her daughter.

"Wait a minute!"

Mordred removed Tamamo-no-Mae's hand from her sister's head.

"I understand that you are sacrificing yourself."

"But--"

"Why are you asking us? If you want every girlfriend to share in the pleasure, isn't the most important opinion whether your father is willing?"

"Logically speaking, that's true." Tamamo-no-Mae continued to explain patiently.

"but--"

"Xiao Mo, you should know that Master would never refuse his girlfriends' requests."

"This also means that... if you talk to him alone, you will definitely only get a positive answer."

Even if—

Tamamo-no-Mae's gaze slowly swept over Gareth and Mordred.

"I know you would never agree to this."

"..."

Mordred's eyes widened slightly, and then she understood.

"Are you saying that whether Father will properly share the ○ stick depends on my sister's and my attitude?"

“Not necessarily.” Tamamo-no-Mae wasn’t entirely certain, “but I think the possibility is quite high.”

"This……"

Mordred was still thinking.

Gareth, standing to the side, already had his answer.

"I understand."

"In that case—I approve of your actions, and I support my father sharing his penis with every girlfriend."

"Really?" Tamamo-no-Mae's two fluffy ears perked up slightly, a gesture she only showed when she was happy.

"That's great."

"Eh--!"

Mordred grabbed Gareth's hand and whispered something in her ear.

"elder sister."

"If you do this... you'll be letting down your aunt and stepmother."

"Will not."

Gareth shook his head at Mordred.

"Xiao Mo."

“You were born too late to know how good the old king’s relationship with my father was—if she had known that my father needed to maintain the situation in this way, she would definitely have chosen to help him.”

"As for Mother's words."

Gareth looked at his sister with a meaningful gaze.

Of all the Knights of the Round Table in Britain, Mordred and Morgan looked most alike—it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that Mordred completely inherited her beauty.