The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"..."

There wasn't much else Ian could do, so he could only follow Mary's instructions.

He hugged her and began to recall how he and Morgan had just sparked a romance.

Fortunately, all this is not difficult - after all, this is not the first time a man has reproduced something like this.

A few minutes later.

"It's really fun."

Meili, with her back against the edge of the city wall, looked at the man in front of her and licked her lips.

"Morgan has only been gone for a short time, but you can still kiss me so passionately and make me fall in love with you."

"You...actually it doesn't matter who you kiss?"

"This has nothing to do with you."

Ian responded angrily.

"Now tell me what you want to say, right?"

"..."

Mary looked back at the road below the city wall, as if confirming something.

After a while, she turned around and said:

"You got both Altria and Guinevere pregnant, didn't you?"

"..."

Ian was stunned for a moment, then quickly accepted the fact.

"As long as you know."

"Well—I know that must be what they asked for."

"But... this is a serious problem."

Meili looked at the man in front of her.

"They might not be able to hide the fact that they're pregnant."

"what?"

670. Lily wants to see him without telling her sister (4k)

The news of Altria and Guinevere's pregnancy remains a secret in Camelot.

after all--

From a general perspective, it was impossible for Altria and Guinevere, both women, to become pregnant.

If this matter were leaked at this moment, the consequences can be imagined.

"How is it?" There was a hint of pride in Mary's tone.

"What I am saying now is very important information to you, right?"

“It’s important, but not that important.”

Ian did not lose his composure because of Mary's words.

He knew he had to find out what this woman was thinking.

"If you say something like this now—it means you know someone will be able to discover this, and you also know when it will be discovered, right?"

"Then...telling them all to me shouldn't be a problem for you, right?"

Ian thought that Mary would agree to his request, but he didn't expect her to shake her head so quickly.

"I do not know."

"You do not know?"

The man showed a puzzled expression.

"Well, because I'm completely uninterested, I have no desire to find out."

"you……"

This sounds like an outrageous reason, but to Mary, it is so reasonable.

She is just that kind of person, and speaking her mind so directly makes her seem frank.

"So, you're here to help me?"

"Do not."

Mary shook her head.

"That's not something I'm interested in either - I just want to know what you'll do after I tell you."

“For me, that’s what’s most interesting.”

"..."

"Merry, do you know that you sound quite cruel when you say that?"

The man's eyes sharpened.

He could be said to love and hate the woman in front of him.

"maybe."

Mary didn't look like she cared.

On the contrary, she seemed to have a sense of satisfaction.

"All in all, I have already done what I wanted to do."

"Next, it's your turn to perform."

[Before you could reply, Mary disappeared from your sight like a ghost.]

[She seems to really like this way of appearing and disappearing without a trace.]

【But you fell into deep thought. 】

[It's basically impossible for Meili to be false—after all, she was just having fun from the beginning, so it's naturally impossible for her to spread false information to prevent you from planning your next move.]

【But if you do this, you will also face a very serious problem. 】

[If the news of Altria and Guinevere's pregnancy really spread in Camelot.]

【Then things will go on a path of no return. 】

[Not to mention whether you will be affected by this, the two of them will definitely be blamed.]

[You once again realize how "cruel" Mary is.]

[She always gives you hope while also sowing a certain degree of despair.]

Time passed by unnoticed, and the knight, heavy-hearted, returned to his room with the princess.

But the moment he stepped into the room, he saw something unexpected.

Morgan, who should be resting in bed on weekdays, was now rummaging through boxes and drawers looking for something.

She looked a little nervous, as if she hadn't found what she wanted yet.

Seeing this, Ian couldn't help but say:

"My Lady Princess, what are you doing..."

"Ok?"

Morgan looked up and saw his knight.

There was a slight glimmer in her eyes, a sign of hope.

"You're back at last—I was just about to send for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ian became even more confused.

"My Lady Princess, is there something urgent that requires you to find me right away?"

"..."

Morgan was silent for a moment, then answered somewhat embarrassedly.

"It's not a big deal, really—I just wanted to know where the sword I used earlier went."

"Ok?"

Ian hesitated for a moment, then continued answering.

"Princess, are you referring to the sword you used when you were in charge of the army?"

"correct."

Morgan nodded.

"He should be here... but I can't find him no matter what I do. It's like he doesn't even exist."

"Haha."

"Knight, what are you laughing at?" Morgan was a little overwhelmed by Ian's sudden laughter.

"Because I know where it is."

While answering the princess's question, the knight took out a box from another box.

It was a beautifully packaged box, and one could tell at a glance that it was worth a fortune.

The man opened it in front of Morgan.

The sword that the princess had used to command the army many years ago now lay there quietly.

"you……"

Morgan was overjoyed, but soon became a little confused.

"Knight, why would you leave your sword in a place like this? And it looks so well-maintained..."

"Because I think it must be something very important to the princess."

Ian took the sword out of the box and handed it to Morgan with both hands.

"This time, what I said should be okay, right?"

"..."

Morgan's expression was one of surprise at first, then gradually became calm, and finally returned to his usual self.

"Too."

The princess took the sword from the knight's hand.

“It’s time to do something with it again.”

Morgan picked up his sword again.

[Her confidence seemed to have returned to normal with the reappearance of the sword.]

[According to the agreement with Altria, Morgan obtained the Knights of the Round Table from her in the name of temporary takeover.]

[This was supposed to be a dream, but now it's actually happening.]

[This is naturally the happiest thing for her.]

【But for you... it's relatively not that pure.】

[You don't know whether Altria chose this method because of you, or whether she had always intended to do so.]

[But no matter what——]

[Seeing Morgan regain his spirits, you naturally feel happy about it.]

It's another sunny afternoon.

Ian accompanied Morgan to the place where the Knights trained.

This is where the Knights of the Round Table sit in reserve—each one eager for the day when he or she can do his or her best for King Arthur.