The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

The Flower Magician nodded slightly, looking as if he had signed for something.

“Although I had anticipated this…”

"But your performance is even more impressive than I expected—the quality of your magic power is very high, and the reserves are also very large."

"Ian Pendragon, you are indeed a very good target."

Such words that seemed like a successful hunt naturally made Ian a little dissatisfied.

But he had to admit that the trap set by Mary was far more powerful than he had imagined - he still couldn't get out of it.

"Merry, you..."

"Feels great, doesn't it?" Mary countered Ian's strategy. "It's like being held captive by fate, feeling like you can't escape no matter what you do."

"Aren't you worried about other people hearing what you're saying?"

"There are so many people around us."

"Are you worried about me?"

"of course not."

"That's right—after all, from your perspective, this should be your first time meeting me." Mary looked at the man in front of her and said, "In other world lines—you haven't even come to this point in time."

"Merry..."

"Shhh..." Mary tapped Ian's lips lightly with her finger.

"That's not what I want to tell you."

"So don't ask too many questions."

"as well as……"

Mary turned around and sat on Ian without a moment's shyness or shame.

"I think I should have shown you before that, as long as I want, no one else can detect my presence."

"..."

[You suddenly understood why Meili made such an arrogant request to you.]

[Because she displayed almost the same ability as before.]

[That is a method that can temporarily change the perceptions of those around you.]

[Morgan probably didn't realize why Mary was in the room because of this reason.]

"Why are you doing this?"

Ian looked at Mary in front of him, and the feeling was no longer so-called doubt, but confusion.

"Meili, are you taking revenge on me?"

"Why should I take revenge on you?"

Mary, who had completely clamped the man, spoke slowly.

"I think I should have stated my purpose at the beginning—I just want to see what the future of your Britain will look like."

"But don't you have other ways of knowing all this?"

"Yes, I do have other ways of understanding all this."

"But--"

Mary's gaze slid down slightly, and then stopped completely at a certain point.

"If that were the case, a lot of the fun we could have would be lost."

"Ian, I don't want to end up in that situation."

"This……"

At this moment, Ian finally understood why Mary did what she did.

No.

To be precise, it should be for nothing.

All she needed and expected was whether she could get something that could be called pleasure from this action.

Other than that, things are not as important as you think.

In order to achieve this goal, she can even "dedicate" something that seems to be quite important.

"Thinking about something weird again?"

Mary touched her lower abdomen, and her expression became unusually subtle.

"But it doesn't matter anymore—"

"I have carefully preserved what I need. Now, it's time to complete what I promised you."

"What did you promise me?"

"Yeah." Mary nodded.

"Since you said you would support the 'wedding' of Altria and Guinevere, then of course I will not go back on my word."

"Wait—"

"At the 'wedding,' I'll take care of everything Morgan arranged."

"..."

Ian hesitated for a long time, but finally nodded and said "thank you".

And when Mary saw him like this, she whispered in a voice that only she could hear.

"This guy is really amazing..."

"After experiencing this... I'm afraid you'll be addicted to it for the rest of your life, right?"

656. Ian's Wedding Lovers/The King's Wedding Begins (4k)

[This is a few days after Mary "dedicated herself" to you.]

[As time passed, the "engagement" between Altria and Guinevere also came to the agreed time.]

[As expected, Altria's actions this time also caused a huge uproar in Camelot.]

[But just like before, she ignored the rumors and continued to do her own thing.]

In the king's room.

Artoria was standing outside on the balcony, looking at the streets of Camelot below her.

There was now a hint of lingering emotion in those beautiful green eyes.

"Lily, what are you looking at?"

Guinevere's voice came from behind her, bringing the girl back from her thoughts.

When the king turned around, he saw her in elegant clothes.

"You seem to have been standing here so early in the morning?"

"..."

"Yes." Altria nodded, "You are right, Wei'er."

"I... have indeed been standing here for a long time."

"It seems that my guess is quite accurate." A faint smile appeared on Guinevere's face.

As a familiar, she seems to be born with unexpectedly sharp intuition.

"Hmm...then why is this happening? You don't have to get up so early, do you?"

"..."

Guinevere's words caused Altria to fall into a brief silence.

After a while, she finally answered:

"If I must say it—"

"Maybe in remembrance?"

"In remembrance?"

Guinevere was stunned for a moment, and then quickly realized that this was not a good word.

"Lily, what do you mean..."

"Oh, it's nothing." Altria held Guinevere's hand, "I just said it casually, don't take it to heart."

"..."

Although Guinevere did not agree with what Altria said at this moment, she did not say much, but just nodded.

"alright, I got it."

"That--"

"Shouldn't it be time to go find Ian now?"

"Ah."

【Although it is the "wedding date" of Altria and Guinevere. 】

【But all this is actually a disguise woven by the king to cover up his relationship with you as his lover.】

【after all--】

[If the person that the "Queen" Altria married was Guinevere, who was also a woman.]

[Then no matter how close you get to her, it won't arouse other people's suspicion.]

[Of course, all this is not as simple as imagined. ]

[At least on the eve of the wedding, Altria still hopes to discuss the preparations with you.]

[She is surprisingly persistent about whether she can maintain a good relationship with you.]

In a corridor somewhere in the castle.

Altria, Guinevere and Ian gathered together.

However, the atmosphere at this moment does not seem so relaxed, it can even be said to be a bit solemn, as if some kind of war readiness race is going on.

but--

Looking at the two girls who had changed into wedding dresses, Ian's eyes lit up slightly.

It was a heartfelt appreciation of beauty, without excessive filth or other strange thoughts.

"Lily, Wei'er, you look so beautiful like this."

"..."

Even though she was already the king of Camelot, when she heard praise from Ian, Altria would still feel shy as if she was meeting this man for the first time.

This was an emotion that even the Rhongomyniad couldn't control, and now it was clearly reflected in her.

"Yeah, yeah...that's great."

"If it makes you feel beautiful, then the wedding dress has meaning."

Unlike Altria's slightly shy reaction, Guinevere seemed very confident and even wanted to tease Ian in return.

She was seen supporting her waist with her hands, looking "arrogant".

"I said-"

"If you just want to compliment Lily on her beauty, then there's no need to consider my feelings and include me in the compliment."

"In that case..."

"It just makes me think there's something wrong with you."

"But I'm not saying this out of consideration for your feelings."

The man's gaze tilted towards Guinevere, meeting her blue-white eyes squarely.