The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"what is that!"

"Tell me quickly!"

Faced with Mary's impatient questioning, Ian did not answer immediately.

Instead, he asked a question that seemed completely inappropriate at this time.

"Merry."

"If I'm not mistaken, your actual age is even more exaggerated than the name Mordred used, right?"

"That's why you get angry but still manage to hold back when you hear me call you 'Auntie'."

"During these long years..."

"perhaps……"

Ian's gaze stopped at Mary's chest.

That was a sign that he finally understood everything.

"No one has ever loved you?"

"..."

Just this one sentence made Mary stand there in a daze.

Her pupils were wide open, as if she had learned something that pierced her soul at that moment.

"what are you saying?"

"Does it matter to me whether I love you or not?"

"You'd better not admit such a thing."

Ian ran his hands through Mellie's long hair, untying a few knots along the way.

"But from the moment you came into contact with me, you have been the best embodiment of this kind of thing."

"You want the answer to this question from me, don't you?"

"..."

Mary remained silent.

And Ian continued at this time.

"So--"

"Now it's my turn to propose a 'deal'."

"I'll help you find the answer to that question—but please tell me now what you want to tell me."

"..."

Mary looked at Ian like this for a long time.

Finally, her lips trembled slightly and she told everything.

"Morgan..."

"Perhaps they have already set up a magic formation in Camelot that is enough to 'turn everyone against their will'."

691. Lily Allows Him to "Cheat" on Meili/Love That's Humbled to Dust (4k)

"..."

For a moment, Ian thought he had misheard something.

Morgan...

Set up a magic that could incite rebellion in the entire Camelot?

How can this be?

Perhaps guessing Ian's reaction, or perhaps having planned to do so, Mary quickly continued:

"It's hard to accept, isn't it?"

"But it is true—"

"If I'm not mistaken... you should be receiving letters from Morgan from time to time, asking you to leave Altria there, right?"

"..."

Ian was stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted.

"You mean...she has been preparing for this all these years?"

"Yes."

Mary nodded, not seeming to have any intention of denying it.

"You don't think she would really stay in Camelot so obediently and do nothing, do you?"

"..."

Ian really couldn't deny what Mary said.

After all, after so many years of getting along, he knew better than anyone that Morgan was a man who would not give up until he achieved his goal.

Even if there are no conditions, we will find ways to create them.

"So what did she prepare?"

"I don't know about that—" Mary waved her hand slightly, pretending that she knew nothing at all.

"After all, I don't have the hobby of peeping into other people's preparations."

"Otherwise, all the mystery will be destroyed."

"By the way, now that we've come this far, let me tell you one more thing."

Mary's fingers gently gestured on the man's chest, as if she was writing something.

"The one who told you that Guinevere could be saved—"

“It’s me.”

"..."

[At this moment, you finally know that the person who whispered in your ear that everything could still be saved is Mary in front of you.]

[Because of this, you find yourself increasingly confused about this woman.]

【Say she's a bad person, right?】

[She will also provide some information that can really save people at critical moments.]

But what if she is a good person?

[She will do something despicable like now, asking you to have sex with her in front of Altria's room.]

You feel like she's conflicted and, at the same time, irrelevant.

【But no matter what, there is one thing you know you must do. 】

【That is to thank her for Guinevere. 】

"Thank you."

The man said this to Mary in front of him despite the feeling of disobedience in his heart.

But the flower magician showed a puzzled look.

"Thank me?"

"Ah."

"Anyway——"

Ian looked as close as possible to where Mary was.

"It's because of your words that Altria and I didn't choose to give up."

"Even if not for us, I have to express my gratitude to you for Guinevere."

"..."

"Pfft."

Mary suddenly smiled - only this time, Ian was sure she was really smiling.

"I say, how can you be so interesting?"

"You were lecturing me just a second ago, weren't you? How come you became so humble the next second?"

"If you say humble, then humble it is."

Ian responded.

"But I think it's not unacceptable to give up some dignity for the sake of those who love you and those you love."

"..."

Mary stopped laughing.

Instead, there was a long silence.

The air around her seemed to be frozen by some magic, and it felt cold and sticky.

After a long while, she spoke again.

"I said-"

"Can you really tell me what 'love' means?"

"I don't know." Ian shook his head.

"I can't define what 'love' is for you—but I can at least give you my own answer."

"is it?"

Mary, who was dressed very coolly, nodded and took a few steps back.

"Then I'll let you go tonight."

"But next time—"

Mary's gaze fell on Ian's lower body, and her hand slightly lifted the barrier of shame.

"At least let me remember the simplest way of love."

Your tryst with Mary ended in a slightly awkward atmosphere.

You and her parted hastily without saying goodbye.

[She disappeared before your eyes, and you returned to the room where you rested with Altria.]

You found her still sleeping there with Mordred.

Everything seemed perfectly normal, as if nothing had happened.

【but--】

【Is it really? 】

The next day.

Ian woke up early with some worries.

This was the first time the man had shown this reaction since leaving Camelot with Artoria.

I had felt this way before because of the pressure Morgan put on me.

but now……

Ian slowly opened his eyes and found that Mordred had kicked off the quilt.

She is always so aggressive and fearless.

The man had no choice but to cover her with a blanket.

however--

He then realized a problem.