The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

Mordred grabbed the edge of his mother Altria's clothes and began to think seriously.

"It's okay, it's okay."

"But...you have to promise me one thing."

"Ok?"

Meli's purple eyes flickered slightly, and it was obvious that she was quite interested in Mordred's bargaining.

"So--"

"What are the conditions? Can you tell Aunt Mary?"

"That means you have to help your mother with work!"

"She had to take care of me and dad along the way. She was so tired!"

"..."

"Pfft." Mary covered her mouth.

Obviously, she felt that Mordred's words were somewhat childish.

"Okay."

"No problem—" Mary looked at Ian meaningfully.

"As for me, Auntie, I love helping your mother with work the most."

【So——】

[After an encounter that was clearly not accidental, Meili "joined" your family's plan to return home.]

You'd think she'd want to do something weird.

【But you soon discovered that you were wrong. 】

[This time, Meili seems to have no ill intentions at all.]

In a village somewhere along the way.

"My God!"

Mordred's voice cut through the silence of the inn.

"Aunt Mary, how did you do that?!"

"Whoosh, a flower appeared!"

Just as Mordred was lamenting at this moment, Meli, who had nothing in her hands just now, just snapped her fingers and a large bunch of white flowers appeared out of thin air.

This is amazing!

"Want to know how it's done?"

Mary leaned back slightly in the chair, looking a little lazy.

"miss you!"

Mordred nodded repeatedly.

If she had a tail, it would probably be wagging by now, right?

"Then go get me a drink."

"And buy some food—" Meli took out a few gold coins that looked valuable from her pocket and placed them in Mordred's hand.

"Whatever is left unspent is yours."

"it is good!"

Watching Mordred running out happily under Mellie's "command", Ian didn't know what to say for a moment.

He had thought that Mellie would be angry with Mordred for calling her "Auntie", but now it seemed that was not the case at all.

They seemed to get along very well - they even seemed to be getting along just as well as Guinevere.

"what happened?"

Altria reached out and gently rubbed her husband's furrowed brow.

At this moment, she has changed into casual clothes and looks no different from a village girl.

But it was also because of this that this girl, who had been bound by the throne for a long time, was finally able to demonstrate her excellent side as a woman.

"nothing."

Ian held Altria's hand, his expression a bit complicated.

"I just think... it's not a good idea to let Mordred and Merry have so much contact."

"Is it because of me?" Feeling the warmth from the man's palm, Artoria responded.

"Do you think...she will treat Mordred the same way I did back then?"

"Ah."

Ian nodded without hesitation.

He felt that there was no need to hide his distrust of Meli in front of Altria - after all, the other party was not a normal person.

"What if...she leads Mordred down your old ways again?"

"..."

After a moment's silence, Altria suddenly laughed, looking like she had thought of something interesting.

"Lily. What are you laughing at?" Ian asked in confusion.

"nothing."

"me……"

"I just feel like I'm not afraid of any tricks Mary might use."

"because--"

Altria stood on tiptoe and placed a sweet kiss on the knight's face.

"Aren't you still here with Mordred and me?"

"..."

With just these words, Ian felt Altria's trust in him.

He no longer expressed any concerns about it.

At this moment, Mary, who had been pretending to be lazy, stood up from the bench and came in front of the two of them.

"alright--"

"Isn't it about time we show our affection?"

"Then what happens next..."

"It's time to get down to business—"

Meli glanced at Ian, then at Altria.

"It wasn't easy for me to get rid of that little thing called Mordred."

"..."

You are not surprised by what Mary said at this moment.

[After all, in a sense, she is indeed a very purposeful person - she wants to use all possible means to obtain so-called "fun."]

【However, considering the current timing, everything she said will likely become something that needs to be considered in the next action.】

【Finally, you agreed to Meili's request.】

[Altria, who always followed her husband's lead, did not raise any objections.]

This was not an easy conversation.

Because Mary asked an extremely sharp question right from the start.

"I said--"

The Flower Magician's gaze swept over the two of them, as if examining something.

"There are three of you going out."

"Even though there are three of us now—but something doesn't seem right, does it?"

"How are you going to explain all this?"

Ian's throat moved slightly when he heard Mary's question.

That's what happens when you're nervous.

Obviously, Mary, who was able to ask such a question, did not know the truth of the matter 100%, but at least knew 70% to 80%.

How should I answer?

however--

While the man was still thinking about this question, Artoria, who never answered in front of him, showed an uncharacteristically tough attitude.

"Ok?"

"Merry, why do you ask that? I don't think we're at the point where we have to explain this to you yet?"

"..."

Ian was a little surprised by Altria's reaction.

But in the blink of an eye, I understood everything.

Yes.

Since I hate Mary.

And how could she, who was tasked with saving Camelot's fate, not have similar feelings?

Not to mention, this is, in a sense, still revealing the secret behind Mordred's birth.

She can't be allowed to go on like this.

"There's really no need for you to explain all this to me—after all, whether I know or not, it doesn't mean anything to you."

"but……"

There was a slight glint in Meili's purple eyes.

"If I say this is a deal, would you be more receptive?"

"..."

"..."

Ian and Altria looked at each other, both looking very cautious.

It can be seen that although there was no prior communication, both he and she instinctively had some bottom-line vigilance towards Mary.

But the Flower Magician seemed to have thought of all this a long time ago.

"You don't have to worry about that."

"Don't forget—"

"While you were living in another land, I stayed in Camelot for a long time."

"This should be a very important source of intelligence for you, right?"

"After all, that woman named Morgan... is a bit scary."

"..."

"Then how can we be sure that what you say is true?" Ian looked directly at Mary in front of him. "What if you are lying to us?"

"Lie? Why would I lie to you?"

Mary just stared into Ian's eyes.

Her purple eyes still had no emotion in them.

"And for me—doesn't what you're going to tell me next carry the same risk?"