The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

Ian looked at his waist, his expression becoming a little nostalgic.

"Our swords have returned to where they belong—"

"But that doesn't mean your mother and I have forgotten how to wield a sword."

"How about it, do you want to learn?"

"..."

"want!"

Mordred answered Ian's question almost without hesitation.

Her tone seemed so excited, as if she had touched upon a whole new world.

"Taught me!"

"Both of you come teach me!"

"..."

"..."

Ian and Altria looked at each other, and then laughed at the same time.

"Lily, that's what she said—it seems like it's time for you to hold the sword again."

"Well, yes."

There was a hint of emotion in Altria's emerald eyes, which looked like a sea of trees.

"But this time, you're swinging the sword for me and your daughter."

"..."

The man didn't say much, just nodded silently.

He knew what she was thinking.

The King's blade has been wielded by others for too long.

It’s time…

Let it dance for itself.

【So——】

[At Mordred's request, you and Altria "became" her swordsmanship instructors.]

【As for the sword, you don't need to worry. 】

After hearing that Mordred wanted to master swordsmanship, King Liao Dekuan almost without hesitation ordered the best craftsmen in the territory to forge the weapon.

"In a sense, she can be considered my granddaughter!"

【"Ha ha ha ha."】

[Amidst the hearty laughter of the old man, you and Altria received three swords.]

[Two large swords, a male and a female sword, specially crafted for you and her, that can work together very skillfully.]

According to the previous implication, they were granted the concepts of "sun" and "moon" by King Liao Dekuan—of course, it was only granted.

[And the smaller one is a sword made to suit Mordred's age.]

[Similarly, in terms of form, it is also given the two concepts of "sun" and "moon".]

[At the same time, King Liao Dekuan has also prepared a nearly perfect training ground for you.]

【Everything is ready.】

【Your swordsmanship training for Mordred has begun.】

Somewhere in King Liao Dekuan's territory.

Ian's family is gathered here.

"This sword is truly magical..."

Artoria looked at the female sword in her hand with a subtle expression.

Obviously, this was the first time she had received such a forged sword from someone other than Mary.

"It feels different from ordinary swords."

"Isn't this normal?"

Ian responded with a smile.

"King Liao Dekuan said this is his compensation for not being able to attend Guinevere's wedding, so he used the best sword-making materials in this land."

"It's normal to feel a little different, right?"

"That was not what I meant……"

Altria's voice lowered a little, and she looked a little embarrassed.

"I want to say..."

"what you want to say?"

Ian moved closer to Altria and held her in his arms.

"Lily, if you continue to be secretive like before, it will be a shame for us to have lived here for so long."

"There shouldn't be any barriers between us...right?"

"..."

Perhaps Ian's words hit the nail on the head, or perhaps he just wanted to reveal his true feelings.

Altria did not hesitate any longer and spoke directly:

"What I mean is... I have a feeling these two swords wouldn't be so powerful if we weren't using them."

"Well, why is that?"

"Because this thing looks like a token of love!"

Altria raised her head and said this with a blushing face, but then she felt that this seemed a bit shameful and quickly lowered her head.

But Ian wasn't going to miss the opportunity to witness her shyness.

The knight reached out and lifted the king's chin.

"That makes a lot of sense."

"Then it seems——"

"I think I should make it come true?"

"Come true?"

"Ah."

"..."

"..."

it is more than words.

Altria and Ian's lips moved closer and closer.

but--

At the moment when they are about to touch each other.

Two small hands held them back, one on the left and one on the right.

The two who felt this looked down almost at the same time, and the last thing they saw was Mordred standing there.

She was seen squinting her eyes and looking at her biological parents with a rather dissatisfied expression.

"I say, that's enough!"

"father!"

"Don't you ever find another chance to kiss your mother—you kiss her a dozen times a day!"

"..."

"..."

After hearing what Mordred said, Altria suddenly felt embarrassed.

Ian glared at Mordred unhappily and muttered something under his breath.

"You naughty child..."

"never mind."

The knight looked back at her beside him.

"Next time, when Mordred is not around, I'll make up for what I did today."

"Do not."

Altria shook her head, then stood on tiptoe and left a kiss on Ian's lips.

In the other person's slightly surprised look, she smiled and said.

"I've waited too long."

"I... don't want to be lonely anymore."

You are surprised by Altria's sudden initiative, even though she was extremely shy just now.

【But on second thought, this isn't such a bad thing for you. 】

Do you hate her kiss?

[No.]

Do you hate her?

[No.]

If you think about it this way, no matter what Altria does, you should accept it.

[This is what you owe her over the years, and now you finally have a chance to make up for it.]

【"Well, don't be lonely anymore."】

After you responded to her initiative, you met Mordred's resentful gaze and began to teach him.

[Although nominally you and Altria will be her swordsmanship instructors.]

[But in reality, most of the time, you are the only one teaching.]

[The reason is simple: you are reluctant to let Altria do such a physically demanding task.]

[Besides that, you also have the confidence to teach Mordred well on your own.]

【after all--】

【You are the chief knight of the Knights of the Round Table. 】

Under the scorching sun.

Modred was swinging the sword in his hand, repeatedly hitting the wooden dummy in front of him that King Liao Dekuan had prepared in advance.

Ian was beside her, quietly commenting on every "attack".

“The force is too weak!”

"The strength is okay this time, but it's too crooked!"

"Didn't you eat?!"

"No! If you used the sword like that on the battlefield, you would have died countless times!"

Although he was kind to Mordred in private and always responded to his requests.

But once it came to training, Ian seemed like a different person, becoming extremely strict.

This made Artoria, who was sitting under the shade of the tree, feel a little worried.

"Lily."