The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"But doesn't this go against your original promise to King Uther?"

“Why is it going in the opposite direction?”

Merlin responded to Ian's question without hesitation.

"Did you...did you make something wrong?"

"The duty entrusted to me by the late king was simply to defeat the legendary white dragon according to the legend."

"So--"

"I'm asking you, Ian Pendragon."

"Has the white dragon been killed? Has the land of this country become much larger?"

"In that case, I should have fulfilled my promise to the late king, right?"

"Whatever else I do is my own choice."

"..."

Even though he knew Merlin was making excuses, Ian had no way of refuting him.

After all, in a sense, his ideas are actually very similar to Merlin's.

The king of a country is not necessarily limited to one gender.

As long as he can truly put the country back on track and embrace a better future, he is worthy of support, whether he is a man or a woman.

Of course, having said that, Ian also knows that this is not an idea that can be easily accepted - although it does make sense.

The knight's gaze once again returned to the Flower Magician in front of him, wanting to know more about the reason why he said that.

"So why on earth do you support such an idea?"

"Merlin, could it be that you also have a special feeling for Britain?"

"...No, actually I don't care what this country will become. That's not something I should worry about, nor is it something I can decide."

"But on this basis I have the right to disseminate information in the direction I like - whether or not people listen to it is another matter."

"..."

Ian was silent for a long time. After much consideration, he nodded.

"I understand. Goodbye then."

"kindness."

As he watched the Chief Knight of the Circle gradually disappear into the distance, an inscrutable smile appeared on Merlin's face.

"Go ahead and try it – Ian Pendragon. Touch the possibility of changing the world."

【This concludes your conversation with Merlin.】

[It's just that your mind no longer supports you in handling all the big and small matters on the street.]

You just want to understand everyone's attitude towards this kind of thing—whether it's good or bad, so you can take some corresponding preventive measures in advance.

[Of course, what you most hope to see is that everyone supports Altria in revealing her female identity.]

[But you also know that the possibility of this happening is extremely small - there will always be people who disapprove of a female king, and there will always be people who support a female king.]

[Anyway, let's investigate first!]

[Among the many Knights of the Round Table, the first one you find is Bedivere.]

[He is the court steward among the Knights of the Round Table, in charge of many unknown things.]

【If you first understand his opinion, it will be helpful to formulate the next plan.】

In a room somewhere in Camelot, Bedivere was sorting through the documents accumulated over this period of time.

After Vortigern's death, the land acquired by Camelot was too vast. If it was not properly tidied up, it would soon become an ownerless land.

That would be an extremely terrifying thing—it might even give birth to a second white dragon.

Although he only had one arm, Merlin used magic to create a silver wrist for him, a rare feat.

This provided him with a lot of convenience and was one of the few good things Merlin did.

Seeing Ian coming, Bedivere was indeed a little nervous.

He knew what kind of image the knight in front of him had in King Arthur's mind, and he also fully understood that the other party was indeed a knight with high moral standards.

So Bedivere didn't dare to neglect Ian in front of him at all, and every word he said was full of respect for him.

"Um...Ian, why are you here? Is there something important you want to tell me?"

"..."

"Don't be so nervous, Bedivere." Ian smiled slightly. "I'm not here to question you, nor am I here to deny you."

"Just wanted to ask you some quick questions, that's all."

Your tone is quite friendly.

[This made Bedivere feel a little more relaxed—he himself didn't dislike Ian's existence.]

"What is it, then?"

Bedivere temporarily stopped what he was doing and started talking to Ian.

"Ian...you don't usually come to me at a time like this, right?"

Because of their work status, Ian and Bedivere did not have much contact. Even if they did, it was just a few simple exchanges.

So Bedivere didn't know why Ian appeared in front of him.

"Logically speaking, I really shouldn't come to you for no reason."

Ian glanced at the dazzling array of books around him.

He knew that Bedwell's daily life was quite busy, so he had almost no chance to talk to other people.

However, this time is actually an exception.

"I just want to know a question - if... I mean, if, if the king of this country appeared before you in another form, how would you view her?"

"..."

Bedivere was stunned for a moment. He didn't understand what Ian's words meant at first.

But soon, he sensed something from the tone of the Chief Knight of the Round Table.

he……

It seemed to be telling me something that was about to happen.

Thinking of this, Bedivere's mind suddenly became much clearer.

"I understand."

"If you want to know the answer to this question—then my answer is..."

Bedivere raised his head and looked at the knight in front of him, with a bit more determination in his eyes.

That was the ultimate expression of loyalty to one's king as a knight.

"I only follow the name of King Arthur."

"As for...what kind of King Arthur he is, that has nothing to do with me. As long as it's the king's choice, I should firmly believe in it."

"Any other choice is against the spirit of chivalry."

"..."

This was obviously the answer Ian wanted.

Looking at Bedivere in front of him, he finally felt relieved.

"I see. If that's what you think, that's great."

"I hope you can really do what you said when the time comes—then King Arthur will definitely be proud of you."

"is it?"

There was a gleam in Bedivere's eyes.

"I also hope to gain recognition from the king in this way."

【You confirmed Bedivere's intentions.】

You realize he's the kind of person who would support King Arthur no matter what.

【So--】

If you really want to realize your plan, this will obviously be a strong supporter.

This puts you at ease.

【But at the same time, you also feel a little uneasy.】

[After all, if there are people who support Altria among the Knights of the Round Table, there must be people who do not support her.]

[After all, if he didn't mind this kind of thing from the beginning, King Uther wouldn't have needed to hide Altria's gender.]

The more you think about it, the more concerned you become. You then decide to ask more Knights of the Round Table.

【And your next target is Gareth.】

【That's your daughter.】

"Eh?"

"You said that one day the king will no longer be the king?" Gareth showed a puzzled look.

"How is this possible?"

"Father, what nonsense are you talking about? The king is a being who can even destroy an enemy like Vortigern, isn't he?"

"The King of Britain, no matter how you think about it, can only be this one person, right?"

【Gareth's answer was similar to Bedivere's.】

【She is obviously also full of confidence in her king.】

[This is obviously a good thing for you - after all, this way you don't have to worry about your daughter taking a different stance from you.]

It makes you want to ask your own sons.

You found Gawain again.

"Will the king change?"

"..."

Gawain's expression became much more serious.

As the Knight of the Round Table second only to his father, he obviously thinks about a lot more than others.

"Father...are you going to do something with the king again?"

"If that's the case, could you please let me know in advance?"

"I...don't want to be kept in the dark again—at least not this time."

"..."

Gawain spoke sincerely, but Ian remained unmoved.

He knew that this was something that needed to be kept extremely confidential—after all, nothing had been decided on what to do next.

"I'll tell you if I get a chance."

"But now...I just want to hear your answer."

"..."

Hearing this, Gawain knew it was time for him to shut up.

He is his son, but he is not yet at the point where he can ignore his status and speak casually.

"If you want to say that..."

"If the king changes, I don't think I will be so loyal to him anymore."

"..."