"Well, I see."

"If... this is really what you asked, then do as you said."

"That's great." A faint smile appeared on Guinevere's face.

She was quite happy that her request was met.

"Then let's go -"

"Kai, you should be okay, right?"

"..."

Kai's brows furrowed slightly, and it was obvious that he was more or less concerned about Guinevere's request.

However, after seeing Ian's look in return, the knight, who was usually responsible for the actuarial calculations of all matters, chose to trust him.

"No problem at all."

"You may enjoy your visit to Camelot—I will report your request as soon as possible, Guinevere."

"Yes." Guinevere nodded, "Then I'll leave it to you."

[The three of you have reached a consensus.]

You and Guinevere left this hidden tavern and walked onto the streets of Camelot.

【Kai was responsible for "reporting" Guinevere's request.】

[Of course, that's what it seems on the surface, but you understand that Kai would never let Altria know about this.]

[He is determined to work with you to help his sister resolve the trouble caused by the nobles when Vortigern went on the expedition.]

【As one of the participants, you naturally think the same way. 】

[But at the same time, you also feel that Guinevere definitely didn't ask you out just for a casual stroll.]

[She... must have some ideas.]

There is something wrong with this woman.

This was Ian's idea.

Although she seemed to say nothing, Ian knew that people like this were the most terrifying.

They will hide all their thoughts in the deepest part of their hearts, and then at some point turn them into sharp arrows shot at others.

You have to be careful...

"Ian?" Guinevere's voice brought the man back from his worries.

She had a pair of water-blue eyes, and was looking at the Chief Knight of the Round Table beside her with some doubt, and she knew at a glance that there was a problem.

"Can I ask you something?"

"..."

"Yes." Ian nodded with a smile, "Of course you can - you are a guest of Camelot and a guest of King Arthur, so you certainly have the right to ask me questions."

"But first of all, I have to say—"

"I'm not a know-it-all, so I may not be able to give you an accurate and appropriate answer to your question."

"Of course, I will do my best to answer you."

"You definitely know the answer to this question." Guinevere also had a smile on her face. "You said your full name is Ian Pendragon, right?"

"……Yes."

"Then I remember that the surname Pendragon also has a special meaning, right?" Guinevere placed her fingers lightly on her chin, looking a bit playful.

"Ian, can you tell me—why do you have that last name?"

"..."

You realize that Guinevere is retreating in order to advance.

[Of course, she couldn't just ask about your relationship with Altria so directly.]

【so--】

[She adopted this method of asking for the surname.]

【But you soon sense something is wrong.】

[Would someone like her, who is so good at hiding her emotions, really ask such an obvious question that practically reveals her intentions?]

You decide to be careful.

"If you're asking that..."

Ian pretended to be thinking seriously, and it looked like he was really trying to answer the question.

"That's probably because of my wife."

"wife--?"

Ian keenly caught the flash of surprise in Guinevere's eyes.

Can't go wrong.

This was the nightingale that night—or rather, the nightingale's owner.

Otherwise, such a reaction would be absolutely impossible.

"May I ask—your wife is…"

As expected, Guinevere cared a lot.

Of course, Ian would not miss such an opportunity and quickly continued to explain his identity.

"My wife is Morgan le Fay—King Arthur's sister."

"To be honest, she's a very good magician. If anyone were to harm Camelot... no, should I say Britain, she would be the first to stand up and confront that person."

Ian actually didn't really want to expose Morgan's identity as a magician.

But the sight of Guinevere in front of him really made him a little worried.

So--

Instead of waiting until the other party has done everything possible before revealing such a thing, it is better to warn the other party early so that the other party will not dare to act recklessly.

after all……

If Guinevere really wanted to do something, I'm afraid Morgan might not necessarily help Altria.

That was not the situation Ian wanted to see.

The "warning" from a fellow magician was indeed effective—at least after hearing that Morgan was also a magician, Guinevere subconsciously took a step back.

This is the reaction you only have when you feel something is wrong.

Ian was now able to confirm another thing.

Although Guinevere wanted to meet King Arthur very much, she seemed to know very little about Altria's people.

So……

Is it possible to do something with this information gap?

Ian thought about this, and then spoke to Guinevere again;

"correct."

"Come to think of it, it seems like you're the one asking us questions all the time—then, could you give me a chance to ask you a question in return?"

"..."

Now it was Guinevere's turn to frown slightly.

However, she did not show any obvious disgust, but nodded quickly.

"of course can."

"Isn't this a reasonable exchange of equal value? I can ask you, and you can certainly ask me."

"Well...then tell me, where is your hometown?"

"it is good."

[Over the next period of time, Guinevere tells you about her life story.]

[She is the daughter of another king in Britain—King Liao Dekuan.]

【At first, they did not know of King Arthur's existence.】

[But with the invasion of the white dragon Vortigern, this king who had been defending the small border kingdom was plunged into dire straits.]

【so--】

King Liao Dekuan made a contract that anyone who expelled Vortigern would have the right to marry his daughter Guinevere.

[And this happened to Altria after the battle to kill the White Dragon.]

After Guinevere finished recounting this story, you realized that this political marriage seemed to be inextricably linked to you.

[Looking at her in front of you, you can't help but feel more sympathy.]

"So that's it."

"No wonder you have a... um... special yearning for King Arthur?"

Ian thought that such words would gain Guinevere's agreement and expand the topic.

But the man didn't expect that after hearing his words, Guinevere turned her face away and responded in a slightly resentful tone.

"really?"

"Do you... really think I'm yearning for King Arthur?"

"..."

Ian felt as if he had run into the muzzle of a gun again.

"Isn't it? You... don't really want to see her? Is this... also a problem?"

"..."

Guinevere bit her lip.

This is the reaction you only have when you want to say more, and it can even be said that it reaches the level of excitement to a certain extent.

but--

In the end, Ian didn't hear what Guinevere said, but only received a somewhat resentful response from her.

"never mind."

"Since everyone thinks so... then let's just assume it is so."

"..."

【Guinevere's attitude makes you more suspicious.】

If you thought she was eager to see Altria because she admired her deeply, then—

【Now the situation is exactly the opposite. 】

[Guinevere...seems to have a very skewed understanding of the title King Arthur.]

【You realize that the cause and effect of things may be very different from what you imagined.】

[As if realizing that her actions had exposed something, Guinevere also began to make amends.]

"correct."

"Actually, it wasn't until this time that I met King Arthur." Guinevere added.

"In fact—"

"It seems that we have had a connection with Camelot since our fathers' generation."

"Some connection?"

This was something Ian had never heard of before - after all, before becoming Morgan's husband, he was just an ordinary knight.

He only knew a little about many of King Uther's decisions from the fragments of words from Morgan and Altria.

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