The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

[This overly serious thinking makes it extremely difficult for her to get along with others in her daily life, but she herself seems to be completely unaware of this.]

You feel bad about this, but you can't say anything.

"I'll try my best."

Ian placed a simple kiss on Altria's forehead.

This is what he can do, to give comfort to the other person.

“Don’t try your best, just make sure you do it.”

Artoria took the initiative to hug the man's waist. If she had not fought several times, she would probably show her confused side as a king once again.

"Ian."

"You know what? For me—you are a good helper in governing this country."

"All my future thoughts are based on you being by my side."

Having said that, Artoria moved a little closer.

She rested her head against his chest and whispered softly.

"Ian—"

"Will you join me in making Britain what I envision it to be?"

"..."

Ian didn't know how to answer Altria's question.

After all, in a sense, every word in his answer may become the future appearance of Britain.

Such a responsibility seems a bit too heavy.

"I'll try my best." The man finally replied.

"Altria, as long as you need me, I will definitely find a way to meet your requirements."

"So is something like today also okay?"

"..."

Ian was stunned by Altria's sudden bold statement.

Although he was mentally prepared for the other party to say some strange things, he did not expect it to be so quick and sudden.

"Isn't it possible?" Altria asked, trying to retreat.

"Can't I continue doing this kind of thing with you in this kind of place after this kind of thing?"

"..."

If Altria's tone was very firm, Ian would have reason to reject her.

But like now, when a man asks himself in a compromising manner, his heart is filled with endless heartache.

I know that one more step forward will lead to an endless abyss.

But after hesitating, Ian still spoke without hesitation:

"no."

"Of course... of course you can come to me to do this kind of thing."

"really?"

"real."

"Won't my sister be angry?" Artoria continued, "And you obviously still like her very much, right?"

"..."

Ian was speechless, but Altria seemed to have found some secret.

She continued:

"I understand."

"Could it be——"

"Do you think that doing this will make me feel a little better?"

"If this is the case……"

Altria lowered her head and gently left a kiss on Ian's chest, which was as strong as a rock.

She sucked on the man's muscles for a long time before she let go.

"Then I'd be really happy."

"..."

Ian had no idea how to respond to Altria.

After coming into contact with the Rhongomyniad, the originally pure and lovely girl gradually began to become corrupted.

But Ian didn't know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing - because he found that Altria like this had a different kind of charm.

Or should I say...

This is how she originally was.

Shining in the Lance of the End (Rhongomyniad) simply revealed the side of her that she had hidden in her heart and had always been reluctant to show.

This may be a dream.

But Ian was reluctant to expose it back to reality.

That was the ultimate harm to Artoria, and it could never be changed.

"It seems that it is not the time to answer my question yet."

Artoria seemed to have anticipated this and spoke quickly.

"But that's okay—you can help me with other things."

"other things?"

"Yeah." Altria nodded.

"I...want to reveal my identity."

621. Lily wants to reveal her identity for him/Merlin's another admonition (4k)

"..."

Altria seemed to be very good at giving Ian surprises.

Or should I say——

Create surprise.

"You want to reveal your identity?"

"Yeah." Altria nodded.

"Wait." Ian reached out and stopped the girl in front of him. "If I understand correctly—"

"Altria, are you going to reveal your identity as a woman?"

Just like the beauty Ian is enjoying at this moment, Altria is actually a real girl.

The so-called King of Britain is just a disguised legendary title, a means for Artoria to better take over the country.

after all--

If the public knew that the person ruling the country now was a real girl, it would obviously cause a lot of unnecessary controversy.

In comparison, it is better to hide it.

And now, Artoria seems to want to take the initiative to break all this.

This is obviously an unrealistic choice.

"Yes." Altria nodded again, agreeing with Ian's statement, "That's what I want to do. You are right."

"..."

"But, Artoria, you should know what it means if you do this."

"Of course I know."

A breath of hot air came out of Artoria's mouth, which was the body's reaction after having a little fun.

"But it's just like I said."

"As long as it's something I think is appropriate, I'll do it. Is that okay?"

"..."

"That's fine, of course, but..."

"No buts, and no need for buts." Altria interrupted Ian very directly.

The girl just stared straight at the man in front of her, seemingly not intending to give him any chance to avoid her.

"Ian."

"Didn't you say that?"

"As long as it's something that can help me—you're always willing to do it, so isn't it reasonable for me to hope that you can do the same now?"

"..."

Ian was speechless for a moment.

After all, what Artoria is doing is like using his own spear to trap his own shield.

"This……"

"Okay." Artoria decisively stopped Ian from saying anything else.

"It's decided—"

"Ian... come and prepare something like this for me!"

"..."

"I understand." That was all the man could say.

This is an extremely risky act.

【Altria decided to reveal her female identity.】

[This is certainly a bold and somewhat reckless attempt.]

Even before it starts, you can imagine what a terrible storm will be set off in Camelot after Altria does this.

[People will fall into deep suspicion of Altria's previous actions because of her female identity.]

[After all, if we trace back to the past, the last female ruler of Britain seems to be Queen Boudica.]

You can't help but feel a little worried - if Britain falls into turmoil because of this, it may lead to extremely serious consequences.

[Altria seems to be unaware of your thoughts.]

[After a simple kiss, she and you left here one after another.]

You realize you can’t just sit there and wait for death—or rather, you can’t just do nothing.

The streets of Camelot were bustling with activity.

After the victory over Vortigern, the city reached an unprecedented level of activity.

The Rhongomyniad, the spear that shines at the end, cast by Artoria, was adapted into various poems by the bards of Camelot and sung again and again in the streets and alleys.

of course.

They had never actually seen the moment when the Rhongomyniad landed, so every single one of them was just nonsense.

It was like a red dragon descended from the sky, and with one slap, Vortigern, who had transformed into a white dragon, was knocked down from the sky.

Or perhaps a huge object like a holy pillar is precisely guided to deliver a fatal blow.

It can be said that it is as outrageous as it can be.