The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"In that case... I think the content about Guinevere can't be false."

"..."

Artoria fell into silence.

It can be seen that she still needs some time to accept this matter.

"Then...is there no way to help Wei'er? She...obviously spent so much effort just to get closer to us, right?"

"I had the same idea as you, Lily."

Ian reached out and touched Altria who was leaning on his shoulder.

He hoped to offer her the greatest comfort in this way.

"but……"

"For now, I don't have a good solution—I'm sorry, I'm really useless."

"It's not your fault, eh."

The girl's comfort came back almost at the same time.

"No one expected this to happen, did they? But, do you really have no idea at all?"

"..."

"..."

Altria and Ian looked at each other with tacit understanding.

The same thought seemed to emerge in their eyes.

"Well, you just said it—if familiars are born from humans' 'wishes'."

"Then there must be a way for her to continue living in the form of a 'wish'." The man continued quickly.

"Yes."

"Although we don't know yet what form that will be."

Altria took Ian's hand.

"But you can definitely give it a try, right?"

"Yeah, that's what I thought! At least... at least let's go back to Guinevere's hometown first!"

"That's right!"

The moment when the two of them rekindled their confidence.

The fire flickered briefly, then returned to normal.

[You and Altria reached a consensus—never mention this matter before arriving at Guinevere's hometown.]

[But what you don't know is that your conversation just now was overheard by Guinevere.]

【The gears of fate began to spin rapidly.】

[In this world that shouldn't exist, gaps seem to be forming at this moment.]

679. Guinevere's "Last Wish"? / Caring Friends (4k)

【This is a meeting known only to you and Altria.】

She already cared deeply about Guinevere, and after this incident, she cared even more about her only friend.

You can totally understand this behavior - after all, if it were you, you would also find a way to take care of such a good friend who is willing to sacrifice everything for you.

【but……】

[Altria's behavior seems a bit exaggerated.]

The carriage heading back to Guinevere's hometown was traveling along the small mountain path, and the creaking sound of the wheels echoed in the quiet road.

"Weier."

Sitting in the carriage, Artoria held her friend's hand and asked with concern.

"Since this is our honeymoon trip—"

"Surely there's somewhere you want to go?"

"Hey, this..."

Guinevere blinked her blue-white eyes and shook her head.

"I don't really have anywhere I want to go—or rather, wherever you want to go, that's where I want to go."

"No, you must have somewhere you want to go!"

Altria leaned in front of Guinevere.

"Anywhere—please tell Ian and me."

"This……"

Guinevere looked a little embarrassed.

It can be seen that she felt a little at a loss as to what to do with Altria's proactive behavior.

Ian covered his forehead and said helplessly.

"Well, that's true."

"If you have somewhere you want to go, Wei'er, then tell us - if you can go, then we can take a short detour."

"Of course, if you don't want to go, you can stop here."

"Anywhere is fine..."

Guinevere glanced at Altría, then at Ian, and after a moment's hesitation, she finally spoke in response.

"If that's the case—"

The Nightingale familiar looked up.

"Can you take me to see the flowers?"

"Just like the sea of roses in Camelot."

"..."

【Honestly, this is a request you never thought of.】

【but--】

[Since it was Guinevere who proposed it, you knew you had to satisfy her even if it meant paying a price.]

[You strayed from your original path and began to search for the sea of flowers that Guinevere wanted to see.]

In a village.

The villagers were looking at Ian and the other two in surprise as they arrived.

Intuition was telling these plainly dressed people one thing.

The status of those in front of me must not be too low.

"Why are they yours?"

A curious person asked this question.

"Oh, you're asking that..."

Ian glanced at Altria, then at Guinevere, and then answered with a smile.

"They are all my wives."

"Eh?"

You have "successfully" left a strange impression on the villagers.

【But they don’t hate you for that.】

[On the contrary, they welcome your arrival very much - because you have given so much. ]

[And as if to compensate you after so many misfortunes, you actually found a place that completely met Guinevere's requirements.]

After bidding farewell to the villagers, you embarked on your journey there.

To be honest, if Ian hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have thought that there would be such a sea of flowers outside of Camelot.

Compared with the roses that are deliberately cultivated in the city, this one has more of the beauty of the wilderness and indescribable unrestrainedness.

"It's so beautiful..."

Ian, who can be called a "gardening master" in a sense, looked at the sea of flowers in front of him and couldn't help but admire it.

Guinevere was so excited that she jumped off the carriage and ran towards the sea of flowers not far away.

It can be seen that as the Nightingale's familiar, she really likes places like this.

only--

"..."

Looking at Guinevere's slightly happy look, Ian felt a dull pain in his heart.

Why is this happening...

Her life had just started to get on track, but she had to face such an experience.

Why……

what is this……

The man couldn't help but fall into doubt about whether this world is fair or not.

And at this moment, a hand quietly touched him.

Ian looked back and saw it was Altria.

Like himself, her expression also looked very sad - probably because she was troubled by Guinevere's matter.

But it’s different from men...

At this time, Artoria said:

"Well, today, could you please put Guinevere in a more important position than me for now?"

"At least... at least she should have some memories worth savoring, right?"

"..."

Of course Ian understood what Altria meant by this.

He nodded quickly.

"okay, I get it."

【Guinevere's lifespan is counting down. 】

[Your thoughts are surprisingly consistent with Altria's.]

[Before returning to Guinevere's hometown, try to create as many good memories for her as possible.]

【So--】

[It can be considered as a response to her recent sacrifices.]

【With this thought in mind, you came to her side. 】

"Weier."

The man stopped Guinevere who was in the sea of flowers.

Then, when she turned around, he seemed to see a flash of tears, which then disappeared in an instant.

Is it an illusion?

"You came--"

Guinevere said with a smile, bringing the man's thoughts back to reality.

"Where's Lily?"