The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"Didn't you see her that day?"

"That day?"

Guinevere hesitated for a moment, then reacted.

In her mind, the scene she saw on the bed that night emerged, which was enough to make people happy and addicted.

In an instant, Guinevere's cheeks turned red, with a hint of shyness as she encountered these things for the first time.

"Wait a minute... you're talking about..."

Seeing that Guinevere understood, Ian did not hesitate and quickly admitted everything.

"Yes."

"You are right—that is Altria, the king of Camelot, and the one I swore allegiance to."

"This...that..."

Guinevere obviously couldn't accept such a shocking fact for a while, and even her speech began to become hesitant.

But Ian didn't care at all - or rather, he had already expected Guinevere's reaction to be like this.

And he also knew how to pull her back to his side despite her surprise.

"Don't be afraid."

"Let me explain to you what's going on."

"Guinevere, you will understand all this."

You made your decision.

You decide to temporarily break your promise with Kai and tell Guinevere more about the matter.

[It's not that you want to break your promise, but the sense of responsibility in your heart tells you that doing so will be more beneficial to Altria.]

[And you also feel that Guinevere is not the kind of unreasonable person.]

[She also has the delicacy and consideration of a woman in her heart.]

[This is not a gamble, but...a choice to make.]

"..."

Guinevere pinched her cheek to confirm that everything she had just heard was not a dream, but something that was really happening in front of her.

"Are you saying...Altria, did you become like this in order to kill the White Dragon?"

"……Um."

Ian reluctantly admitted this fact which made him quite sad.

"Whether it was being chosen as king or paying the price to defeat Vortigern—Altria used herself as a bargaining chip, repeatedly buying hope for Camelot."

"Guinevere, you should understand what a sacrifice this is..."

Ian was not intentionally exaggerating the role of Altria, but that was the truth.

This girl, who should have had a life as beautiful as a flower, has been burdened with responsibilities that she dared not have at her age since the moment she was born.

After spending several years in that vast life, he gave a part of himself for this country.

in case……

If this cannot be called a king, Ian really can't find a more suitable word to describe Altria.

"..."

Guinevere was silent.

And it was completely silent.

Obviously, she was wondering how credible what Ian had just said was.

The result is naturally certain - Ian could not lie, nor could he gain Guinevere's dignity in this way.

After all... as long as I meet Altria, I will be able to confirm the truth of this statement.

"So... I don't actually need to meet King Arthur. No, it should be called Altria, right?"

"Right." Ian nodded.

"You are both girls at a very young age. I think you should have the possibility to pursue more happiness."

"Of course, it might be difficult for Altria to do this - but I at least hope that you can have this kind of freedom, Guinevere."

"..."

Sometimes, a lot of lies are not as good as a sincere confession.

Ian's words made Guinevere, who was sitting in front of him, unable to respond for a long time.

Realizing that he seemed to be exerting too much pressure, the knight quickly continued:

"I'm sorry, I think I said something that made you feel awkward."

"sorry."

"Nothing." Guinevere shook her head to show that she was not angry at all.

"You are right and chivalrous—I am very grateful to you for considering the possibility of my pursuit of happiness."

"but……"

Guinevere raised her head slightly and looked at the knight behind her.

She knew that the relationship between the two was actually quite delicate, so she did not take this opportunity to lie on Ian, but firmly maintained an independent posture.

"What if I say I still want to meet King Arthur?"

"..."

Ian smiled calmly.

"You still want to kill her? If that's the case, I guess I'll have to kill you first."

"Of course not." Guinevere took the initiative to hand her dagger to Ian.

"That's what I thought before—I thought she would be an incompetent monarch."

"But as things stand now, her choice is completely contrary to what I thought. She is a king who sacrificed everything... no, it should be said that she is a queen."

"Out of respect for her and out of regret for my past ignorance, I hope I can have such an opportunity to meet her once."

"Of course... If it's not possible, I won't say anything more - this is all my own fault."

"..."

Guinevere's tone was so sincere that Ian didn't need any more evidence to confirm that she wanted to do this from the bottom of her heart.

So--

Why not?

If Ian could help Altria gain another friend, he would certainly be willing to do so.

"I understand."

"Since... if you really want to meet King Arthur——"

"I'll arrange it as soon as possible—I promise you."

[This is a completely different promise from Kai's - the latter was just a delaying tactic, while your promise is a real action.]

【But you don’t think there’s anything wrong with this.】

[After all, as far as the current situation is concerned, Guinevere has obviously completely accepted your arrangement.]

[You have a feeling that if Guinevere and Altria can meet once, she will understand that this political marriage will definitely be canceled.]

[When the time comes, have her present a letter to King Liao Dekuan, and all this will be resolved.]

You breathed a sigh of relief—this way, one of the problems that had been troubling Altria could be solved.

【You parted ways with Guinevere contentedly for a while.】

You promised her that you would take her to see King Arthur tomorrow.

You return to your room in Camelot—your and Morgan's "nest."

She has been very calm these past few days.

But you always feel that something is not right.

[That feeling... is like the calm before the storm.]

[And this premonition came true the moment you opened the door.]

magic.

Very rich magic.

It's a magic trick that you can sense with just a little observation.

And from that familiar perception, it was Morgan's own magic.

That's not right.

You have to know that this is not Morgan's own magic workshop. She usually wouldn't make such a big noise in the place where two people rest.

"My Lady Princess, what are you doing..."

As the knight expressed his inner doubts, he felt a force on his shoulder.

The familiar size and direction made him react immediately.

It's Morgan.

It was Morgan who grabbed his shoulders.

"Princess..."

As soon as Ian opened his mouth, he was ruthlessly interrupted by Morgan.

"Do not talk."

"Open your mouth."

"..."

Although he didn't know what Morgan was going to do, Ian still did as she asked.

The moment his lips opened, the man felt that something was wrong.

Morgan...feeding himself with his mouth?

"Don't be confused, just swallow it." Morgan's voice sounded again.

"If you still acknowledge that you are my knight, then do so."

"..."

Having said that, Ian knew that if he didn't do as Morgan wanted, he didn't know what would happen.

Gollum—

The knight's throat moved slightly, and then he swallowed what Morgan fed him.

and many more……

Why does it smell like roses?

You have no idea what Morgan is feeding you.

【You just feel a burning sensation all over your body after swallowing it.】

Even if I try my best to suppress that impulse, I can't help but think in that direction.

"Come on, knight."

"You know what you have to do."

After hearing what Morgan said to you, you could no longer hold back your inner thoughts.

"Princess, I hope you won't cry later."

[After saying this, you transformed into the strongest lion in Camelot.]