The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

Morgan quickly noticed Ian's reaction at that moment.

The princess, who had completely suppressed the other party, temporarily released the knight's lips, and then asked with a slightly drunken heat, very dissatisfied.

"My knight, this is the second time you've been distracted!"

"Behind me—"

"Is there something?"

"..."

Morgan was facing the window where the figure appeared.

[If she turns around, she might see the other person.]

Morgan's suspicious nature would likely lead him to link all this to Altria again.

[If that's really the case... maybe some new problems will arise.]

【Can't. 】

[I absolutely cannot let her notice the figure behind me like this—at least not now!]

You realize you have to do something with your body.

"Nothing."

The knight said this to the princess on his body with a smile.

"I just thought of something interesting."

"Interesting things?"

Morgan frowned slightly, but she didn't get angry. Instead, she stared at him under her, obviously wanting to hear what explanation he could come up with.

Seeing Morgan continue to act according to his prediction, Ian certainly would not miss such an opportunity and quickly continued:

"Ah."

"Princess, I would like to offer you a more interesting experience—right now."

"Oh?"

Morgan was quite interested in this kind of thing, especially when it was all brought up by Ian, this feeling became even stronger.

"I give you permission to do so—my knight, show me how you do it."

"no problem."

Ian breathed a sigh of relief, and then took action to show his princess - he was not joking.

The knight who was originally pressed down stretched out his arms little by little, and then supported himself on the soft and luxurious bed, raising his body in the opposite direction.

Once he was able to sit up, he hugged Morgan and whispered in her ear.

"Princess, may I ask you..."

The man stopped talking midway.

Because something strange happened in front of him.

The figure outside the window...just slipped in like that?

You can't believe what you're seeing.

[The figure that had been floating like a ghost outside the window a moment before suddenly appeared in the mirror inside the house.]

You realize this is part of the magic.

【but--】

Why is it so real?

"..."

Ian felt like he was dazzled.

According to common sense, if a mirror wants to reflect something, there should be a corresponding entity in front of the mirror.

but now--

What the man saw was a picture completely contrary to this natural logic.

There was clearly a figure in the mirror, but there was nothing in front of the mirror, as if the inside was the real world, and the outside had become the realm of the mirror.

How could this be?

Could it be that Morgan's medicine was too powerful, causing him to have such terrible hallucinations?

No, that's not the case.

Morgan had already said that this was a drug used to restore physical strength - although it might also have some stimulating effect.

So there's no way she could have added any hallucinogenic effects to it.

And more importantly...

The hallucinogenic effect she inflicted on herself at a time like this is simply a side effect, right?

Could it be that she wanted to experience this state...

impossible.

It is absolutely impossible.

The man took a deep breath, then adjusted his emotions and silently observed the mirror where the strange figure was.

First of all, it can be confirmed.

There was no doubt that the person in there was a girl.

Secondly, her figure does bear a slight resemblance to Guinevere's.

If I had to say, it would probably be closer to the figure of Morgan - maybe slightly inferior, but not much.

Finally, she looked vaguely familiar.

It's like someone I really don't want to see...

Before Ian could figure out what was going on, Morgan's resentful voice once again reached Ian's ears.

"For the third time, my knight."

"If you continue to be distracted like this, I'll have to resort to some rather extraordinary measures."

"For example -"

Morgan leaned his head against Ian's shoulder and whispered in his ear.

"How about I leave a kiss mark on your face that everyone in Camelot will know about, so that everyone will know what you did today?"

"..."

[To be honest, this kind of thing certainly isn't a big deal for you.]

[After all, compared to Morgan, your status is obviously much lower.]

[If you can get her to do this, in a sense, it's actually a success for you.]

【but--】

You are not a dull person.

When Morgan does something like this, what needs to be paid attention to is the emotions behind her actions.

In short, she was angry.

[And just when you were about to take some more action, something even stranger happened.]

"Shh-"

This is the sound Ian imagined when he saw his reflection in the mirror.

Because the other person actually made a gesture of silence in front of his lips.

Is she telling herself to keep quiet and just do what she loves?

Almost at the moment when Ian had this thought, she in the mirror also had the most appropriate reaction - that was nodding.

"..."

There's not much you can do.

Before confirming the situation clearly, Ian knew that his best option was to comfort Morgan in front of him.

after all--

She had just shown an extremely angry look. If she got angry again, the problem might not be so easy to resolve.

"My Lady Princess, I am not distracted."

"I... just think you need some minor adjustments."

"..."

The man's voice made Morgan concerned.

Apart from anything else, Ian's performance in offering pleasure is absolutely top-notch.

"Adjustment?"

Morgan detached herself from the man's shoulder with a bit of warmth and returned to his front.

"How am I supposed to adjust? Knight, isn't that enough now?"

"That's certainly enough for now—but isn't there something better that Princess-sama wants?"

"..."

Just this one sentence made Morgan completely accept Ian - she was the kind of person who loved to indulge herself in seeking pleasure from her only knight.

"So what should I do?"

"Please trust me more." There was a glint in Ian's eyes that showed he had a firm grasp of Morgan's interests and hobbies.

"Or should I say... rely more on me."

"Let my will be the only support for the princess."

"..."

Morgan's throat moved slightly.

She has completely understood what methods men want to use to make her experience greater pleasure.

The princess' legs slowly left the bed until they were suspended in the air, and then slowly closed together at the man's waist.

In an instant, the princess and her knight were left with only that one fulcrum.

This posture, like a globe, now became a witness to the knight's oath of allegiance to his wife.

"It seems that what you said is not wrong—"

Morgan looked at Ian who was hugging him, and his eyes gradually became a little blurry.

"In the future, please pledge such loyalty to me more often..."

"Yeah, I will." Ian responded to Morgan's words that were meant as praise a little absentmindedly.

But his eyes were wandering around the room, as if he was looking for something.

That's right.

What the man was looking for was not something else, but the figure that just appeared in the mirror.

She "disappeared" and it seemed as if she had never appeared.

But this is just an illusion, and a short-lived one at that.

Because Ian soon found her again, and in a place he had never expected.

"Shh-"

She revealed her appearance in the mirror, which was somewhat similar to Merlin, but not exactly the same.

"Do it well."

"Later... remember to come out and find me."