The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

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"Knight, I think I am truly worthy enough to be near the throne of Camelot—can you understand how I feel?"

"..."

Ian had already learned about Morgan's opportunity from Mary, so naturally he was not too moved.

But he still nodded and responded to the princess's long-cherished wish.

"Well, I know—I've been with you every step of the way, so I totally understand how it feels."

"You really do understand..."

Morgan's tone suddenly became a little colder.

"But now there are some unexpected problems - maybe I need you to help me solve them."

"what is the problem?"

"Kill Mordred."

696. Merry's Under-the-Table Invasion/Mordred's Death? (4k)

"..."

The moment Ian heard Morgan say this, he felt the blood in his body turn colder.

The accompanying reaction was the trembling in the words.

Such an obvious reaction naturally could not be ignored by Morgan.

She quickly spoke:

"Knight, what's wrong with you?"

"Are you surprised I would say something like that?"

"..."

Knowing that he absolutely couldn't casually reveal his true thoughts at this time, Ian quickly responded;

"Indeed, there is a little bit of that—because the princess just said that she wants to be the child's adoptive mother, right?"

"I don't want to be this kind of stepmother."

Morgan said without hesitation.

"That's the child given to Altria by the Fairy of the Lake, not to me."

"But she doesn't look like she hates sharing it with you..." Ian said tentatively, "Princess, is it necessary to go to this extent?"

"Of course it's necessary."

Morgan turned around and looked at the knight who was holding both of his hands.

"Knight, don't forget—"

"No matter how Altria obtained the child, he is the most legitimate heir to Camelot."

"If you keep her..."

"Do you want me and your children to never have a good life again?"

"..."

【After Morgan said this, you suddenly realized this problem.】

【Yes. 】

[How Mordred came about is not actually the key to this question.]

[The real key is whether she is Altria's child.]

If not, then there's actually no problem.

[But if it is, no matter what her origins are, she will definitely be the most suitable person in all of Camelot to inherit the throne of Altria.]

[By then, all previous efforts will be in vain with the appearance of Mordred.]

[Morgan, there is no way I can accept this kind of thing.]

[In other words, as long as Mordred appears on the land of Camelot, she will be the most thorn in Morgan's heart.]

[You find that both you and Altria seem to have underestimated her cruelty.]

"This……"

Ian seemed a little hesitant.

But Morgan saw all this as the embodiment of "fear of sacrifice".

"Don't worry, knight." The princess' voice came, like a voice of guidance to a confused person.

"I can't possibly put you in a dangerous position. You're a very important chess piece to me. No matter what, I can't sacrifice you."

"So, as long as you think you can kill Mordred, I will definitely find a way to save you."

"..."

Ian hesitated for a moment and then continued to ask.

"Princess, is there no other way to achieve this?"

"Are you scared?" Morgan suddenly asked back.

"Or is that child also very important to you?"

"..."

Realizing that Morgan still had doubts about his previous statement, Ian didn't know what to say for a moment.

He could only shake his head and deny this statement.

"Nothing."

"I just think this is too risky. Princess, you can see that Altria values the child named Mordred very much, right?"

"If...if she was really eliminated by us, there's no way Artoria would be fooled so easily."

"It doesn't matter if I sacrifice myself, but I'm afraid that even after I sacrifice myself, Princess, you still won't be able to clear yourself of this responsibility."

"We still have to consider it carefully."

"I knew you would say that."

Morgan slowly stood up and temporarily left the man's presence.

"You, you always think about what will happen to me first..."

The princess stood up and gently buried her head in the knight's strong arms, as if to reassure him as she continued speaking.

"Don't worry—"

"I have already set up enough magic in Camelot to guide everyone."

"If Artoria dares to question Mordred's death because of this, she will be the first to be condemned by these people."

"Knight, during the years you were away, I didn't do nothing..."

Morgan's voice became softer and softer, and he even started to sob, as if he felt endless regret for himself and the blank years.

Hearing this voice, Ian suddenly understood why every envelope Morgan sent him only had a few lines of scribbled words on it.

It’s not that she has no emotions, but she feels sad whenever she picks up the pen, and in the end she can only write such short words.

"I know...I know everything..."

The man hugged his nominal wife and held her against his chest.

"But this matter requires careful planning."

"Princess, can you let me think about it for a moment?"

"it is good."

Morgan raised her head and looked at her most trusted knight chess piece with red eyes.

"Then give me an answer in three days - before then, you are not allowed to see Altria. If she finds out, it will be troublesome."

"……understood."

You realize Morgan must have noticed something.

「Otherwise, I wouldn’t have warned you not to go to Altria at the end of our meeting.」

【but--】

She probably doesn't know much.

[Otherwise, it wouldn't have just stopped at not allowing you to meet.]

[And since you know she can say such things, she must have a way to find out whether you have gone to find Altria.]

【So--】

【It’s better not to meet Altria for the time being. 】

[It's just hard for her and Mordred. ]

The first day of the appointment.

Ian came to a tavern in the city alone and drank alone.

He had no way to communicate with anyone now - because no one could understand the torment this knight was facing at this moment.

Gurgling.

After drinking the wine, Ian felt his throat becoming drier and drier.

He looked up and around, only to see smiling faces again.

"The harvest is plentiful again this year—all thanks to that princess."

"That's right, even though she might get arrested for saying this, she's clearly doing a much better job than our previous king, right?"

"Hush—you want to die if you say that! King Arthur just came back yesterday. If you keep talking nonsense like that, be careful that the Knights of the Round Table will kill you."

"Killing her is the truth! Just tell me if the princess did a good job or not."

"That's true... I don't know why the late king didn't choose her as his heir."

Perhaps the policies Morgan has been implementing are so effective that discussions like this echo in the pub almost every moment.

The bustling scene was like an open rebellion.

but--

Ian held up the empty wine glass and looked at everything around him, but found that he seemed to be the only one who thought this was "treason".

In the years that he and she had been away, the number of people Morgan had "bribed" was truly too great.

Such influence has spread into the blood of Camelot like poison, and what it finally evolved into is the undisguised voice of discussion like the one now.

Morgan...

She did indeed do much better than Altria, and not just ordinary good.

"Two glasses of wine."

A familiar cry pulled the man out of his thoughts.

Ian looked towards the place where the sound came from, only to see Mary appear there at some point.

Holding two glasses of wine in her hands, she walked up to the man in a swaggering manner, as if she and he had known each other for many years.

"Two drinks?"

Mary asked, tilting her head slightly.

"..."

[Faced with Meili's "invitation", you did not refuse.]

[Because right now, you really don’t have any solution to the problem. ]

【So--】