The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

Ian, who was moving quickly in the air, couldn't help but ask the question again.

"What exactly is it that you want me to see?"

"It's coming soon."

"Eh?"

"three."

"Eh?!"

"two."

"Eh?!!"

"I-Ian, look over there!"

"..."

Following Guinevere's prompts, Ian saw the scene she wanted him to see.

At that moment, the man completely understood why Guinevere insisted on coming to see it for himself.

because……

That's Altria in her wedding dress!

647. Altria in a wedding dress / Gradually becoming a more intimate name (4k)

What caught Ian's eyes was not anything else, but Altria.

In addition, she was now wearing clothes that were completely different from before.

To be precise…

It should be called a wedding dress.

She stood on the wall of Camelot, letting the beautiful white moonlight of the night fall on her body, making it become a part of her wedding dress.

so beautiful……

Ian looked at Altria with his mouth slightly open, as if he had forgotten how to breathe.

Is this what Guinevere wants to see?

What a nice view……

Perhaps he had anticipated that Ian would have such an inner reaction, or perhaps he had intended to ask Ian about his current understanding.

Guinevere, who had transformed into a huge nightingale, spoke without hesitation when the man's eyes sparkled because of Altria.

"How about it?"

"Ian—was my decision right? If you hadn't seen Altria like this, you would have regretted it for the rest of your life, right?"

"..."

Having just come back from his thoughts, Ian could only force a smile in response to Guinevere's words, and then he answered:

"Yes, yes..."

"Altria is so beautiful like this. It's beyond my imagination."

“Hey hey hey~”

Guinevere's voice began to turn teasing.

"That's unlike the tone you used before—is it because Lily is so beautiful that you're shy?"

"Lily?"

Ian blinked, his expression a little confused.

"What kind of name is that—I don't think I've ever heard you call her that before."

"Then was then, and the present is now."

Guinevere, who had transformed into a nightingale and was circling high in the sky, seemed very excited. Her wings were fully spread, casting a shadow of moderate size in the sky.

"Since I know that Altria is a friend worth making close friends with—"

"Of course we need to be more intimate."

"I call her Lily, and she calls me Vera—there shouldn't be any problem with that, right?"

"Or--"

Guinevere's voice was full of the pleasure of teasing Ian.

"Do you think this has damaged your relationship with Altria?"

"If that's the case, you can just tell me directly - I can change back to my original name immediately."

"But you have to tell Altria in person that you're jealous and not let me use that term. I don't want her to think I'm someone who betrays friendship."

"Uh..." Ian, who was holding Nightingale's feet, seemed a little embarrassed.

"It's not to this extent."

"So you just accept this name?" Guinevere insisted.

"Then I'll call you En En from now on!"

"Don't! I'll be so embarrassed!"

"..."

"..."

There was a moment of silence, followed by the man's innermost thoughts.

"Thank you, Guinevere—if I'm not mistaken, Altria didn't actually ask you to come to me, did she?"

"You just thought...I should be here, so you took the risk of going to Morgan and my room, right?"

"You make it sound like I'm deliberately trying to break up your marriage with Morgan." Guinevere said in a feigned anger, "But if you really want to make a fuss about it, that's indeed the case."

"so--"

The huge nightingale flapped its wings, and a star-like wind rolled up above the bright sky, gently blowing over everything in Camelot.

"Shouldn't you respond to my efforts?"

"……certainly."

This is as it should be.

[After all, if we consider the actual situation, what Altria and Guinevere did tonight is very likely to be like this——]

[After putting on her wedding dress, Altria felt that she was incredibly beautiful.]

【However, considering your feelings, the overwhelmed queen did not go so far as to send someone to find you.】

[But if you like someone, want to meet someone, and want to show yourself, you can't hide it no matter what.]

[Altria couldn't hide it, and Guinevere couldn't pretend not to see it.]

The nightingale familiar, which was supposed to have disappeared from Camelot's history, once again took flight under the moonlight.

【Then, it was the scene at this moment.】

[If you really want to count the significance, this is not only a late-night meeting between you and Altria, but also a testimony to her friendship with Guinevere.]

So much meaning is invested in this moment, and you know you can't be the one to spoil the fun no matter what.

"let's go--"

As Ian said this, Guinevere transformed into a nightingale and flew towards where Altria was.

The cold wind, carrying tonight's starlight, fell in front of her as if in response to the king's prayer.

"Eh?"

Altria was stunned for a moment.

Those beautiful and wise green eyes were instantly filled with shock.

But soon, this shock turned into sweeter happiness, like perfectly fermented wine.

"Ian...why are you here?"

"..."

Leaping down from under the Nightingale, Ian knew that he definitely couldn't take all the credit.

It was impossible for him to do such a thing - after all, the nightingale transformed by Guinevere was standing there beside him, and it was impossible for Altria to have no doubts at all.

"Guinevere sent for me."

"She... wanted me to witness you wearing your wedding dress for the first time."

"This……"

Altria subconsciously looked at the huge nightingale beside her, which had not yet returned to its original appearance, and soon believed what Ian said.

"Guinevere, so this is why you just said you wanted to go out for a while?"

"Of course—"

Guinevere responded to her "fiancé"'s words while slowly transforming into blue and white particles.

When everything was settled, the stars of tonight began to shine brightly.

She transformed back into human form and appeared in front of the two of them.

"Lily, don't you know how beautiful you are when you dress like this?"

"En En was praising you non-stop just now!"

"Really, really?"

Altria grabbed the hem of her wedding dress, looking a little anxious and uneasy, but also looking forward to Ian's response.

Yes.

In front of other people and knights, Artoria is an aloof and arrogant king.

But in front of Ian, she is still the girl who cares deeply about his opinions, whether in the past or now.

Of course, it was impossible for Ian not to notice what Altria was thinking at the moment.

He quickly responded with a smile.

"You can say it's true, or you can say it's false."

"What does this mean?" Artoria was a little confused.

"The real part—"

Ian took a few steps forward until he was right in front of her.

"I did praise you at that time."

"..."

Altria's cheeks flushed slightly - that was the look she would only show when she heard praise from her loved one.

But it's not over yet.

"The fake part—"

"That means I'm not just praising you." The knight spread his arms and looked like he wanted to hug.

"I want to hug you like this."

"Altria, can you grant me a wish like this?"

"..."

"of course can!"

Regardless of the fact that she was still wearing a beautiful but very restrictive wedding dress, Altria staggered towards Ian, looking as if she was afraid that if she was even a second late she would see him leave her.

Poof.