The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

【Besides...】

[Looking at her in front of you, you always feel that she seems to be a little different from usual.]

"It's really strange."

Mary, who sat on the other side of the table, propped up her chin and said so.

"You actually let me sit down so easily—normally, you would definitely say something to me, right?"

"Do you have any strange hobbies?"

Ian said somewhat helplessly.

"You're not willing to have normal communication—you have to make me dislike you?"

"That's not really what I'm saying."

Mary took a sip of her wine and swallowed it quickly.

"It's just what I feel when certain patterns are broken - like you see an old lady selling apples every day, but one day you find she's gone. Wouldn't you be curious?"

"..."

"Forget it. I can't argue with you." Ian confessed very directly.

"Tell me—what do you want to do by coming to see me? You can't really just want to have a drink with me?"

"You want to know so much?"

Mary gently touched the wine glass in front of the man with her fingers, and the corners of her mouth curled up at an imperceptible angle.

"Then..."

"Play with me."

Ian was about to ask Mary what this meant, but found that she told him the answer the next moment.

The foot she had under the table had already stretched out without anyone noticing.

"you……"

Ian hesitated to speak, and Mary seemed to enjoy the man's look of wanting to be angry but not being able to.

"Why, don't you want to?"

"But then you should have rejected me from the beginning, right?"

"I just don't understand why you like doing this kind of thing..."

Ian glanced at the people around him who were still discussing the pros and cons of Morgan and Altria, and couldn't help but sigh.

"If we were discovered, both you and I would be in big trouble, right?"

"But that's what makes it fun, isn't it?"

Mary's movements continued.

"Isn't this a kind of 'love'?"

"Are you kidding me?"

Ian frowned slightly.

"How can this be 'love'? Did you misunderstand something?"

"..."

As Ian said this, Mary stopped moving.

She was muttering to herself:

"So it doesn't count?"

"..."

Mary's reaction made Ian a little concerned.

He began to wonder if what he had just said was a little too harsh.

But soon, the knight found that his worries were unnecessary.

because--

Mary stretched out her other foot!

"What about this?"

The Flower Magician tilted his head slightly, seemingly unaware of how shameless his actions were.

"Does this count as 'love' now?"

"..."

Ian was speechless for a moment.

"Merry."

"Do you really want me to admit it?"

"It seems this isn't the case either." Meili muttered to herself, "It seems like 'love' is not something that's so easy to understand."

Having said that, Ian could still feel Mary's two feet restlessly exerting pressure from her alone.

Just as she said, she simply chose to do this because she thought it was interesting.

"You're such a strange person."

"It doesn't matter whether I'm weird or not—but you must be in a lot of trouble right now, right?"

Meili said as she carefully used the strength of her waist.

"Mordred, there is danger."

"..."

Ian looked around.

Fortunately, no one cared too much about herself and Meli - compared to herself and her, perhaps Altria was more of a topic.

He lowered his voice and responded to her.

"Where are you hiding and spying again?"

"No need to peek." Meili rubbed her feet gently on the man's knees. "With her status, there's no way there won't be problems, right?"

"She is the best heir to the throne of Camelot and the legitimate descendant of Artoria. These two points alone are enough to make her a thorn in Morgan's side."

"If I'm not mistaken, it might even involve the question of whether you want to take action or not?"

"..."

"You already know everything..."

Ian sighed and took a sip of the ordinary wine that Mary brought him.

"So what do you think I should do now?"

The Cavaliers really have no other options.

After all, the actions taken by both Altria and Morgan were somewhat unexpected.

And as he was at the center of the vortex, there was really no possibility for him to swim out.

only--

Unlike the man's worried reaction, Mary seemed extremely calm.

Or should I say...

She's always been like this.

"Actually, do you really need to be that worried?"

"Why is it unnecessary? This is a matter concerning Altria and Mordred."

"Yes." Mary nodded.

"That's indeed the truth—"

"But have you ever thought about..."

"Altria, perhaps you have already made preparations?"

697. Lily Decides to Abandon the Throne / Tristan's Prophecy of the Collapse of Camelot (4k)

"Altria will think of everything?"

Ian looked at Mary beside him, not quite understanding what she meant.

"What do you mean by this?"

"literal meaning."

Meili said very calmly.

"I think what I said shouldn't be that difficult to understand."

"..."

Ian was silent for a moment, and then quickly understood what Mary said.

"Are you trying to say... that Altria had already anticipated that Morgan would do this?"

"Is that what you mean?"

Hearing the man's answer, Mary first shook her head, then nodded.

"You can say yes, you can say no."

"Altria cares about you so much, she will definitely find a way to solve this problem for you, don't you think so?"

"..."

Mary's words killed Ian's desire to say more.

He admitted that Mary was right - if she knew she was in such a situation, she would probably try her best to solve this dilemma.

only……

It’s hard to say what the price will be.

"Is there no other possibility?" Ian couldn't help but ask.

"Of course."

Mary's fingers were twirling gently in circles.

"For example, Morgan suddenly realized that Altria was his sister and couldn't do such a thing as fratricide."

"Is that possible?"

"Look, you don't even believe it yourself."

Mary looked at the man across the table and flexibly brought her legs together, as if she would not stop until she made the man lose control of himself.

"So, by comparison, choosing the more reliable Altria is obviously a better choice."

"..."

Ian was silenced again.

Of course, he knew that what Meli said made sense - but the man really didn't dare to imagine what doing so would bring to Altria.

And Mary seemed to see Ian's dilemma.

She teased the man one last time and then retracted her feet. The whole process was smooth, as if she had never done such things before.

"There's no need to rush to admit or deny this kind of thing."

"Think about it carefully—when you decide to ask for help from Altria, call me immediately."

"I...will show up."

"After all, I still want to know from you what 'love' is."

"..."