The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"So--"

"Let me witness your wedding with Guinevere."

657. Morgan enjoying her knight/the princess cursing her sister's wedding (4k)

"..."

Even with just this one contact, Ian could feel the sharpness in Morgan's eyes.

That was hostility towards his own sister, and even without any words, it was enough to make people terrified.

but--

Such emotions only lasted for a moment.

In front of the people of Camelot, Morgan, as the queen's sister, would never show the cruel and somewhat terrifying side of her heart.

There was still that faint smile on her face, which made her look extremely elegant.

but……

This still cannot change her hostility towards Artoria.

"..."

Faced with Morgan's "friendliness", Altria did not show any fear, but responded with the same attitude.

Wearing a wedding dress, she nodded very politely, indicating that she heard the "blessing" from her sister.

"Thank you so much, sister."

"If you were to be the witness—"

Artoria looked at the people who were excited by Nightingale's arrival, and there was a hint of counterattack in her tone.

"They will surely be happier, won't they?"

"..."

Morgan's head was bulging with tiny veins, a reaction he would only show when he was angry.

Of course, she understood that her sister's words were not just the seemingly sincere gratitude on the surface, but actually had another meaning.

That is-

"You have to witness my happiness too."

Morgan felt his teeth chattering just thinking about it.

after all……

If everything had developed as I had imagined, I should be the one standing there!

But even though he thought so in his heart, Morgan knew that he would never make this idea public - at least not at this time.

What you need to do is not to gain the upper hand in words at a meaningless moment.

What really got Altril into trouble was the series of things he had arranged afterwards.

but--

There is one thing that can still be done.

Morgan's gaze shifted from his sister Altria to Ian beside her.

She spoke very naturally and deliberately:

"Okay, Ian."

"This isn't the time for you to just stand there and do whatever you want—as witnesses, we should also get ready."

Having said this, the princess, who exuded a sense of pride in her bones, extended her hand to her nominal husband.

"..."

This is a historic moment.

[Morgan, this is the first time I've called you by your name in front of Altria.]

[This has never happened before—after all, in her heart, you might just be a chess piece called a "knight."]

【But--】

[Even though I know how painful the reality and past are behind this name.]

[There is still an inexplicable throbbing in your heart. ]

The reason for this reaction is quite simple—you feel that this somehow means that Morgan has "valued" you, at least strategically.

【only……】

[It doesn't seem like a good idea to leave Altria like this.]

You are once again in a state of hesitation.

[But at this moment, Altria made the only perfect solution for you.]

"Yes."

The voice of the Girl King sounded, as if some kind of forgiveness was cast down from the sky.

She reached out gently and touched Ian's shoulder with her gloved hand.

This is very polite and appropriate behavior.

Ian realized what Altria meant almost instantly - she wanted to go back to Morgan by herself.

And this is indeed the case.

After gently patting Ian's shoulder, Altria quickly continued:

"Since you are the witness—"

"That really requires careful preparation."

"It just so happens that Guinevere and I also have some things to do, so let's split up."

"May the glory of Britain be with you too."

"..."

This was naturally what Artoria said in order to avoid embarrassing herself, and it was almost a concession.

Ian knew that she wanted him to appear in her sight more than anyone else.

but--

The man also felt some unexpected determination in those green eyes.

That feeling is like saying "It's okay, I can do it."

What's there to hesitate about?

Just do as Altria says.

"Okay, I understand." The knight responded politely to the King of Camelot.

“May you have a perfect wedding.”

"Ah."

Altria simply nodded, but her eyes were filled with endless love for Ian.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, you followed Morgan and temporarily left Altria and Guinevere.

[There is still some time before the wedding officially begins. ]

[You were taken by Morgan to a relatively secluded place in the city.]

【She seems to have something else she wants to tell you. 】

In a tavern somewhere in Camelot.

This place seemed to have been temporarily booked by Morgan, so even the people who used to sell alcohol here were gone.

"You are so brave."

Morgan rode on the knight's legs, his eyes full of resentment.

"How dare you go and find her without telling me?"

"You...want to betray me?"

"..."

Morgan's scent is so close, it's a scent that will make you feel relaxed and happy just by taking a whiff.

This was especially true for Ian - he had always been greedy for her body, which was so beautiful that it seemed unreal, and had offered his loyalty to it time and time again.

This is the nature of men, there is nothing wrong with it.

But at this moment...

Looking at the aggressive Morgan in front of him, Ian's expression became a little subtle.

"Princess, you should know that this is not the case."

"I am the Chief Knight of the Round Table. You should understand that if you don't appear by Altria's side at this time, it will only make you, the princess, more suspicious."

"Instead of having to deal with those rumors later, it's better to eradicate them at the source from the beginning, don't you think?"

"..."

Morgan didn't say anything, but from her expression, it was obvious that she agreed with Ian's statement.

She placed her hands on the man's chest, unexpectedly displaying a rare cat-like gesture.

That seems to be...

Scared?

"Then you have to tell me—if you suddenly disappear at a time like this, it will make me think a lot."

"Knight, you... probably don't want to see me like that, right?"

"Eh?"

Morgan's words only made Ian realize that he seemed to have overlooked something.

That's right.

As the Queen of Girls, Artoria faces considerable pressure.

But at the same time, Morgan, a conspiring rebel and coveting the British throne, was not much better off.

She had to be careful with every step she took, otherwise she would end up in a worse situation than Altria.

It's just that Morgan had always been too strong, so the man couldn't read this feeling from her behavior at all, and eventually completely ignored this possibility.

but now……

But it is a very critical moment.

It was inevitable that Morgan would react like this.

"My Lady Princess," the knight said softly, shaking the hand of the one he had sworn allegiance to. "Are you... afraid?"

"..."

Perhaps it was the warmth of Ian's hand that helped Morgan regain some of her temperature, or perhaps it was simply impossible for her to lower her head.

The princess quickly shook her head and denied it.

"No, I'm not scared!"

"I can't be afraid! Knight, I won't let you talk nonsense!"

"..."

Morgan's reaction was surprisingly easy to discern.

[In a sense, if you understand her words and actions in reverse, you can get a glimpse of her true thoughts.]

【But this makes you feel a little sad. 】

【if--】