The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

Ian couldn't help but ask.

"I don't know—" The girl reached out and caressed the knight's weathered cheek affectionately.

When she touched the place she had kissed before, she would gently draw a circle on it, as if to say "Altria was here."

"I just heard your most truthful answer."

"Whatever it is, I will certainly accept it—although there will probably be some minor regrets."

"..."

Ian knew that this was Altria's euphemism.

How could she not have any thoughts in her mind when she asked such a question?

The man glanced at her in his arms, then glanced at Guinevere who was silent beside him, and finally made up his mind.

Since there are traces to follow——

Then let’s follow the king’s path.

No matter what the final outcome is, it is the drama arranged by fate at this moment.

"I can."

"If you need me to perform your husbandly duties for Guinevere, Altria, then I can certainly do it."

Almost the moment she spoke, Guinevere showed an expression of extreme surprise.

Her voice trembled, like that of a fanatical believer whose prophecy had come true.

"Altria...how did you predict everything?"

"I'm not predicting, I'm betting—"

The girl's hand stopped in front of the man's chest, as if she wanted to grab his heart.

"I'm betting he loves me."

"Because you love me, you agreed to my unreasonable request."

"..."

These words, almost a confession, left Ian even more speechless.

After a long time, he finally squeezed out a few words from the corner of his mouth.

"so--"

"Altria, how are you going to hold this wedding—it's not a simple matter, is it?"

"It was definitely not simple just now."

Altria's face showed a little more smile.

"But since you nodded, everything is easy."

"What does this mean?" The man was a little confused.

"It doesn't mean anything—"

"Since I've already confirmed that you'll help me do this..."

Altria held Guinevere with her other hand.

At this moment, the king had already regarded her, who had come from afar, as his close friend.

"Then all I need to consider is how to get Merlin to write the destiny I want for me, right?"

640. Morgan's Special Hand Massage/Altria's Reversal of Thought (4k)

"Merlin?"

Hearing this completely unfamiliar name, Guinevere showed a puzzled expression.

"This is again..."

Seeing Guinevere's slightly surprised expression, Ian quickly explained to her the name he had just mentioned.

"Guinevere...that's our court magician."

"Court magician?" Guinevere nodded thoughtfully after learning about this.

"That seems to be a very important person."

"But then again—"

Guinevere looked at Altril lying on the bed, and there was a hint of doubt in her tone.

"If he's just a simple magician, you wouldn't have to go to such a grandiose level to invite him, right?"

"This man called Merlin... is there anything extraordinary about him?"

"..."

"..."

[You and Altria looked at each other.]

[With just a few glances, you confirmed one thing—that is, Altria had never mentioned Merlin in front of Guinevere.]

[Correspondingly, you never mentioned Merlin in front of Guinevere.]

[You and Altria exchanged glances again.]

[Even without any words, you still understood what she meant—Guinevere, you are qualified to know the existence of such a thing.]

"Um……"

Ian was silent for a moment, and after organizing his words, he spoke again.

"Guinevere."

"I thought I told you before that there's a reason why Altria is the way she is now, right?"

"Yes, you said she was..."

Guinevere stopped talking midway.

She was quite smart and understood in an instant what Ian had not yet fully said.

"Ian...you're not trying to say that Merlin is the one who caused all this, are you?"

"..."

Ian couldn't deny this fact.

Although Merlin never took the initiative to interfere with Altria's choice (at least he didn't tell her what to do openly), the man knew that her current state was closely related to the flower magician who had been enjoying himself.

but--

If you want to tell Guinevere the facts and the truth, you should confess as much as possible as soon as possible.

"Yeah, you're right."

"Merlin… has a lot to do with all of this."

Almost instantly, Ian felt a flow of magic coming from Guinevere - a phenomenon that could only occur when one was emotionally excited.

This means that she felt... angry because of those words just now?

Ian's guess soon became a reality. A blue light gathered in Guinevere's hand. After it disappeared, she had a real knife in her hand.

Along with this, the tone of her subsequent speech also changed.

"so--"

"This guy is actually the source of all the problems?"

"Then for someone like that, why don't you find a way to understand him right away? What are you still doing here?! Are you disgusting yourself?!"

"..."

Guinevere's words are Ian's inner voice.

In fact, the man had always thought so - he even wanted to kill this man who spent his days in debauchery without Altria's knowledge.

But he can't do that.

The reason was soon explained by Artoria herself.

"Guinevere, I know you are standing up for me."

"But..." Altria held her good friend's hand and explained softly.

As the King's daughter, she seemed to have accepted Guinevere, a foreigner, so even with the suppression of the Rhongomyniad, she was able to escape from that control for a short time.

"At least for now, I still approve of everything he arranged—because of my sacrifice, Camelot prospers."

"Look—"

Altria looked at the knight who was hugging her, and her tone became softer.

“Everyone was smiling and even I got a hug from my sweetheart.”

"Then all of this...at least...at least for now, should be correct, right?"

"..."

Guinevere did not answer Altria's words.

This is a state that occurs when you disagree with what the other person says but cannot find a suitable reason to refute it.

But she also knew that these were not matters she should interfere in.

Therefore, Guinevere quickly led the conversation to another relatively important topic at the moment.

"In that case—"

"Altria, what are you going to do?"

"Although I accept your approach and am willing to cooperate with all your actions, at the moment, I really don't know what to do."

Guinevere is really honest.

This in turn made Ian clearly realize the current problem - that is, how to get Merlin to arrange everything that Altria wanted.

Is there any mystery in this?

Ian couldn't help but become curious.

However, what surprised the man was——

This time, Artoria did not directly tell her lover and good friend what to do, but, contrary to her usual behavior, kept them in suspense.

"Feel sorry."

"This time... I can't show you how to do this yet."

"But I swear in the name of King Arthur, I will definitely keep my promise to you, whether it's Ian or Guinevere."

"..."

Guinevere remained silent, but Ian nodded directly.

This is the reaction that only comes from absolute confidence in Artoria.

"I see."

"Then—Guinevere and I will quietly wait for your action."

"No." Artoria shook her head again.

“Don’t just sit and wait.”

"Ian—I want to see your affection."

"Think about it now."

"……I see."

This is a night of indulgence.

[In front of Guinevere, you ruthlessly trampled on Altria's dignity as a king.]

[The lascivious and decadent sounds that would never normally come out of the mouth of a young girl like King Arthur were miraculously woven into an extremely beautiful symphony tonight.]