The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"It sounds like a long-standing relationship."

"Guinevere, if it's convenient, could you explain it in more detail?"

"You don't know?" Guinevere looked a little surprised, and it seemed that she really didn't expect Ian to ask her that.

"Aren't you the Chief Knight of the Round Table?"

"Being the Chief Knight of the Round Table doesn't mean you have to know everything—" Ian covered his chest, "It's like you don't know who the Knights of the Round Table are."

“Knowing what you don’t know is a kind of meaning of communication in itself.”

"..."

Ian's words left Guinevere speechless.

She nodded and answered:

"You are indeed right."

"Well, if that's the case—then what I want to tell you is that King Arthur's Knights of the Round Table have a great relationship with us."

"Ok?"

This was indeed something Ian had never known before.

You have to know that this was Guinevere's first time in Camelot, and there was no trace of her before.

And more importantly—

The selection of the Knights of the Round Table was all arranged by him.

Now she says she has a relationship with the Knights of the Round Table?

Could it be that Guinevere had already joined the Knights Templar a long time ago?

This...isn't it unrealistic no matter how you think about it?

Ian's doubts didn't last long, because Guinevere soon revealed the truth.

But it seems a little unexpected.

She just started to explain:

"That round table of yours was a gift from my father. It was made by felling the finest and tallest trees in our land."

"I can guarantee that there will never be another round table in this world that can reach this level."

"I'm sure you guys in Camelot can feel this kind of thing, right?"

"..."

This is indeed true.

Ian remembered that when he and Morgan first saw this round table in the King's Council Hall, he was amazed by its workmanship and size.

only--

puff.

Ian couldn't help but smile a little.

This made Guinevere a little confused.

"Ian, what's your reaction? Is what I said...difficult? Is it funny?"

"No, that's not what you said that I'm laughing at."

Ian looked at Guinevere in front of him, his eyes showing a little more confidence.

It was an expression as if he could see through the person in front of him.

"It's something else."

"..."

Guinevere subconsciously stepped back a little - this seemed to be a habit she had developed over a long period of time.

As long as there is a little danger, it will be revealed directly.

"What do you mean—is there anything else about me that you find amusing?"

"It's not so much funny as it makes me feel a little funny."

Ian's gaze fell on Guinevere in front of him. He was not going to give in at all. It seemed that he would not stop until he made the other party feel afraid.

"You, in fact, want to sing praises of your own territory more than Camelot, right?"

"Otherwise, I wouldn't have been emphasizing that the Knights' Round Table was made by you."

"..."

Guinevere bit her lip and then fought back.

"Isn't this a matter of course?"

"As a Camelot native, wouldn't you want to praise Camelot?"

"If it's just praise, then of course there's no problem—"

Ian said slowly.

"But you obviously don't like our King Arthur... It's the same now as it was before."

"..."

Guinevere turned her face away, her expression no longer as calm as before.

But she still maintained her intelligence - as long as she remained silent, there would be no room for rebuttal.

But Ian seemed to know exactly how to handle the situation.

He stretched out his hand and said to her:

"Although I still don't fully understand the source of your... um... perhaps I should call it hostility towards her."

"But I think you might really need a chance to examine Camelot."

"If it's possible—"

"Can I be your guide?"

634. Guinevere came into his arms (4k)

"..."

Guinevere hesitated for a moment, and after confirming that she had heard correctly, she responded to Ian in a low voice.

"Are you serious?"

"You...want to be my guide?"

"Of course I'm serious." Ian restrained the smile on his face and replaced it with a very serious expression.

"Since you feel that King Arthur is not worthy of being the king you are offering gifts to."

"Then I want to prove to you with practical actions—"

"She is a king worthy of your loyalty."

"..."

【Guinevere fell silent.】

[Obviously, this is someone wondering whether your proposal is worth listening to.]

[But you are not worried that she will reject you - after all, even if she really rejects your proposal, you still have ways to make her act according to her own plan.]

[After all, it's not difficult to witness Altria's achievements in Camelot.]

【However, Guinevere did not reject you. 】

【In contrast, she accepted your proposal very directly.】

"If that's the case, then I'll leave it to you—"

Guinevere tugged at her sleeve, looking as if she were hiding something inside.

"I'd like to see how you're going to prove all this to me."

"Actually, there's no need for any complicated methods—"

A hint of confidence flashed in Ian's eyes, the kind of look that only appears after knowing the most appropriate way to deal with something.

"As long as you see how much effort King Arthur has put into this city, it will definitely change your previous thoughts."

"Is that really the case?" Guinevere showed a half-smile on her face.

"Then let's get started—it's getting late."

after a while.

Ian found himself outmaneuvered—he had never imagined that Guinevere would ask him to ride on the same horse with her.

"This……"

Ian looked a little embarrassed.

This was only natural - besides Morgan and Altria, this was the third person who could ride on the same horse with him.

And what’s even worse is…

The horse the two people were riding at the moment seemed to be the same one that he had given to Artoria.

God knows how she fell in love with this horse at first sight.

"Guinevere...is it not good for us to do this?"

"Logically speaking, it's not a good idea—" Guinevere did not hide the embarrassment this behavior brought to the two of them.

“But I had to do this to protect myself.”

"A way to protect yourself?"

"Yes." Guinevere nodded, and then continued to explain the meaning of her words.

"I can't actually confirm whether what you just said is true or not—then at least let more people witness this kind of thing."

"This way, my safety can be guaranteed to the greatest extent. I don't want to be killed by some unknown attacker on the way before I even meet King Arthur."

"..."

[You realize that your understanding of Guinevere is still a little too superficial.]

Although she appears to be extremely friendly, she actually has far more thoughts than you can imagine.

[For example, now, without being able to confirm the authenticity of your words, she chose the method that is most beneficial to herself.]

[That is to make one's whereabouts completely public to the public.]

[Although this might lead to some unclear disputes or gossip, it is better than losing your life due to such negligence.]

[Realizing this, you actually began to appreciate Guinevere a little bit—it's really hard to believe that a woman like her has become a victim of a political marriage.]

【But you are not panicking. 】

[After all, your and Kai's goal is to persuade her to leave here - if you can achieve this, there will be no inevitable tragedy for Guinevere.]

"That's fine. If this can temporarily dispel your concerns."

"I'd be quite happy to do that."

Ian responded to Guinevere, then firmly controlled the white horse on which they were riding.

"So--"

"Guest of Camelot, please allow me to introduce King Arthur to you."

"All ears."

[Horse hooves rise and fall on the land of Camelot.]

[The place where you first brought Guinevere was the beginning of Altria's reign as king.]

【Yes. 】

[That's where she drew the golden sword of victory (Caliburn).]