The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"Just say it directly—" the man softly tried to comfort the other person. His tone was so gentle that it sounded as if he was afraid of scaring the other person.

"But it must be the truth. No lies. Understand?"

"..."

Perhaps Ian's words successfully soothed him. The man, who had been trembling with fear, gradually calmed down.

After a moment, she nodded and said:

"I understand."

"If that's the case—then I'll tell you the truth."

The magician looked at Guinevere in the room and couldn't help shedding a few tears.

"My Lady Princess..."

"It seems...I can't hold on any longer."

"..."

Although you had anticipated this answer, you still felt a little sad when you heard the magician confess all this to you.

[You admit that you don't really love Guinevere that much, and it's only because of Altria that you chose to accept her feelings.]

[But this does not change your opinion of Guinevere, nor does it change your hope that she can find happiness with you.]

[Because you know, her life was truly too miserable—whether it was for her initial wish of "revenge," or her willingness to marry for you and Altria later on.]

"Fate, why do you always bully kind people?"

"Even just once, could you please spare Guinevere's life—even if it requires me to pay you back?"

[The moment this prayer arises in your heart, you feel a mysterious voice reaching your ears.]

"Yes, there will be—I've seen it."

who is it?

Ian was stunned by the sudden voice.

But looking around, he only saw the magus, who had become frightened again because of his own reaction.

"I...I've tried my best, but, but this kind of thing is not something I can change!"

"Princess, she...her situation is just like that..."

Seeing the other person becoming flustered because of his reaction, Ian immediately realized that this was not the right way to go.

"No, I'm not mad at you."

"I see—just go back and do what you need to do."

"Oh...Okay."

Watching the magician run away, Ian sighed.

King Liao Dekuan's territory is different from Camelot. There seems to be an extremely strong research atmosphere for things like magic here.

So it doesn't seem strange that a being like Guinevere would come into being.

but……

That's why the judgment of people from here seems so bad.

That's a judgment that's almost impossible to be wrong...

With extremely bad thoughts in mind, Ian returned to Altria.

At this moment, the girl was muttering some delicate words - although the man could not understand what she was saying, he could feel the prayer contained in them.

"Lily."

Ian said softly, afraid that he would make the other person more nervous.

"I am back."

"..."

After hearing the man's voice, the originally distraught Altria felt better.

She turned around, held her beloved with her other hand, and said with a hint of despair:

"how is the situation?"

This is asking knowingly.

But Ian knew he couldn't just say nothing.

"Not good." The man shook his head. "Maybe... maybe it's really bad."

"..."

"..."

Although Ian was very careful with his words, the moment he finished speaking, the scene inevitably fell into silence.

Altria's lips were moving slightly, as if she wanted to say something.

But in the end, there was only one sentence that the man could hear.

"Impossible... Absolutely impossible..."

"..."

Isn't that what Ian thought?

He also couldn't accept this reality.

Opportunity... Even if it is just a small chance, the Cavaliers hope that they can have such a possibility to fight for it.

please.

If the God of Destiny really exists, please at least give yourself this chance, right?

I don’t know if it was Ian’s prayer that came true, or if it was something else.

As the man was thinking this, Guinevere, who had been lying motionless on the bed, suddenly trembled.

"..."

"..."

Ian and Altria looked over at the same time.

"Lily, did I just see..."

"Yeah...I saw that too."

"What's that tone of voice?"

As she spoke with a hint of complaint, Guinevere opened her eyes.

Those blue and white eyes that used to be so bright now had a hint of fatigue and dissatisfaction.

"Why is it so weird!"

【Guinevere wakes up.】

【This inevitably rekindles some of the flames of hard work in your heart. 】

"If I can wake up, I can definitely continue living, right?"

You can't help but have such thoughts.

[But soon, you realize that such fantasy is still too naive.]

[Just as the magician said, Guinevere's condition is actually like a candle in the wind.]

Cough - cough -

After pretending to be angry, Guinevere began to cough violently.

It took her a while to recover, and then she immediately started to "cover" herself.

"The weather is really bad today... Seriously, I can't stop coughing once I start. I need to rest for a while."

After saying this, the Nightingale familiar winked at Ian fiercely.

Her intentions were extremely obvious.

That is to let him "cooperate" for himself.

only--

After hearing the magician's "diagnosis" just now, Ian realized that now was not the time to continue acting with Guinevere.

"That's enough, Wei'er."

"Let it be as it is."

"Eh……"

Guinevere was stunned at first, and then she realized something.

"Well, am I in such a bad condition?"

"..."

The knight couldn't say such words directly.

But such silence is more like an answer than the answer itself.

Altria hugged her best friend and spoke with a hint of sadness.

"Weier, how could this happen..."

"I……"

Knowing that Altria had known everything, Guinevere's emotions, which had been hidden for a long time, burst out at this moment.

She responded to her friend and started crying like a little child in her arms.

"I don't know... I don't know why I have to die..."

"I clearly... I clearly finally became good friends with you guys... Why did it turn out like this..."

"..."

Ian gasped.

He found that he couldn't accept such a thing.

Whether before or now, I can't accept it.

[This was a sobbing narration that lasted for who knows how long.]

[Under the gazes of Altria and you, Guinevere vented all her inner grievances and dissatisfaction.]

You become increasingly aware of how strong her will to survive is.

She is actually not as magnanimous as she claims, nor as calm as she says.

[Facing death, Guinevere is no different from ordinary people.]

"..."

"call--"

Guinevere took a deep breath and calmed herself down temporarily.

"It seems like I said some unpleasant things."

"Sorry, Lily, uh-huh."

"Nothing." Artoria shook her head and stopped sobbing.

"You can do this, Wei'er - as King Arthur, I grant you this power."

"..."

"Hahaha." Guinevere gently nudged Altria. "How annoying! Why are you suddenly talking to me like this? I'm not used to it."

"Because the king's orders must be carried out."

"I also order you to live well!"

"..."