The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

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[But for you, this is a very meaningful answer - you feel that you can use this opportunity to leave Altria with enough memories to make her happy and full of regrets.]

You agreed.

【At the same time, you haven't forgotten Guinevere who has been silently devoting herself to you.】

[At the risk of being scorned by the Ladies of the Lake, you suggested to them the idea of getting Guinevere involved.]

[Unexpectedly——]

They did not refuse the request.

[Based on this, they also proposed the idea of offering blessings for the two unborn children.]

You are surprised, but also delighted.

[Under the gaze of Altria and Guinevere, you nodded in agreement.]

A warm breeze blew across the shores of the sacred lake.

This is an experience you can only get here - the fairies in the lake have turned this forest into a place where it is spring all year round.

"So……"

"Please bathe, everyone."

At the invitation of the fairies in the lake, Ian and the other two took off their clothes one after another and put them on the shore, and then walked into the lake one after another with joy and excitement.

Although it is autumn, the temperature of the lake water is still pleasant.

So even though they walked into the lake in the most frank way, the three of them did not feel any discomfort.

However, Altria and Guinevere were still a little embarrassed.

As the pregnancy progresses, their figures have actually changed - usually they can't feel it because their clothes cover it well, but now it's different.

Fortunately.

The man quickly noticed their embarrassment, so he took their hands, one on each side, and sat down with them on the shore.

"do not be afraid."

The knight said so.

"Since they asked us to do this—there's no need to worry about anyone finding it strange."

"Yeah..." Altria squeezed Ian's hand in return, "I think so too."

"They're all willing to lend me the Holy Sword... In a situation like this, they're definitely acceptable."

"I hope so."

Although Guinevere didn't quite believe what the two said, she still responded because of her status.

"She is indeed pregnant."

The voices of the fairies in the lake rang out at this moment, with a hint of joy in their tone.

For them, Artoria could perhaps be considered a "distant relative" in some sense - the joy they felt at this moment was probably born out of this.

The nymphs of the lake glanced at Altria, their eyes still looking satisfied;

However, when he scanned Guinevere, he paused for a moment, as if he had discovered something.

Ian naturally caught this reaction completely.

"Excuse me, what's wrong?"

"No, nothing." The fairies in the lake responded, and then continued, "Next, please exchange the sincerity in your hearts with a kiss."

Almost the moment she spoke, Altria pounced directly at Ian beside her, looking as if she had been enduring for a long time.

This is not difficult to understand.

After all, if you count the preparation time before, she hasn't touched Ian for almost half a month.

This opportunity finally came, so Artoria naturally couldn't miss it.

only--

Altria herself was immersed in it, but Guinevere beside her was extremely embarrassed.

Her original plan was to follow the other person's actions and kiss the other side.

But now...

Seeing Altria holding Ian's cheek and kissing him affectionately, she no longer had any desire to get closer.

Because she knew better than anyone how much Altria missed Ian.

How can I bear to disturb them...

but……

It was clearly stated that this was a wedding for three people, but if I didn't do anything, it seemed like something was wrong.

How to do this?

With nothing else to do, Guinevere could only look at the fairies in the lake not far away.

These creatures with high concentrations of magic power seemed to have theoretical concepts that were different from those of ordinary people, so even when Ian and Altria were kissing deeply, they were watching with great joy, as if they were there themselves.

"Hello?"

Guinevere greeted them softly, and her tone sounded as if she was afraid that her words would interfere with the emotional outburst of the two people beside her.

Fortunately, the fairies in the lake watched but did not really immerse themselves in the scene.

"what happened?"

They responded to Guinevere in this way.

"this--"

The Nightingale familiar pointed awkwardly at Artoria and Ian who were still kissing passionately (or should I say, even more passionately than before) next to them.

"I can't seem to join in...and I don't want to stop them."

"Excuse me...is there any other way to complete your ritual?"

"..."

The fairies in the lake looked at each other in bewilderment. This was probably the first time they had encountered such a situation.

But after all, they are magical creatures from Britain, and these clever elves quickly came up with corresponding answers.

"Actually."

"This ritual doesn't just involve kissing—as long as you can have skin-to-skin contact with him, that's all."

"In this way, the ceremony can be completed."

"However, considering that the investment of both parties will be affected by this, I still hope that you can complete this step in a way that is acceptable to both of you."

"Skin-to-skin contact..."

Guinevere muttered the words of the fairies in the lake, and then subconsciously looked at the man named Ian beside her.

Because of Altria's initiative, what appeared in her eyes was a scene full of lion's dominance.

"Let me confirm again—as long as it's contact, it's fine, right?"

"Yes."

"I understand."

Guinevere's throat moved slightly, as if she had temporarily swallowed some shame into her stomach.

And something like this wouldn't be the only substance she swallowed today.

"Really..."

"I never thought that one day I would have to do this for a man - but since it's his fault, I'll give it a try."

But what Guinevere didn't expect was that when she lowered her head to kiss the lion, the fairies in the lake began to whisper to each other.

"I say, wouldn't it be better to be honest about something like this?"

"Of course I have to confess—at least that knight named Ian has to know, right?"

【This is a collaboration between Altria and Guinevere. 】

[Although this was the first time they did this for you, they also showed an unprecedented tacit understanding at this moment.]

[Guinevere will accept as much sincerity from you as Altria lets you burn something that symbolizes magic.]

[I have to say, this is actually a process that constantly oppresses you.]

[But you enjoy it—because you can feel that whether it is Altria at the top or Guinevere at the bottom, they are actually fully immersed in it.]

【It turns out that a wife's service can be so simple and yet so passionate. 】

You can't help but feel a little emotional—you've never experienced this before.

【so……】

[Even though you know this is an extremely burdensome test for you, you are still very willing to bear it all.]

How long had it been?

Ian didn't know.

He only knew that the surrounding forest was already filled with the light of night, and the starlight fell on the dim forest path, as if it were paved with layers of diamonds.

It's night.

The man exhaled, and then couldn't help but sigh at the exaggeration of the ritual of the Fairy of the Lake - there was no chance to stop it at all!

"kindness."

Altria's voice echoed into the man's ears at this moment.

The knight looked to the side and saw the girl with a blushing face.

Apparently, even just a kiss like this was enough to make her feel intoxicated.

"This is the first time I've hugged you like this."

"..."

Ian certainly understood the emotions contained in Altria's words.

His hands gently kneaded her head, as if he was stroking a well-behaved rabbit.

"It's ok."

"We still have time—we can definitely have more happy memories like this one."