The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

[Because you know you owe her too much.]

[Soon, after getting your consent, Altria took Mordred away.]

She told you without hesitation that she was going to prepare some things.

[And you didn't ask too many questions - now that things have come to this, let's really leave everything to Altria.]

【And that night, Meili found you again. 】

You met again on the walls of Camelot.

The night wind was very cold, and it felt like sharp blades blowing on the man's face.

But Ian didn't care about these things at all at the moment.

He looked up at the sky and saw a crescent moon and a few stars scattered across the night sky.

Everything seemed so deserted, which perfectly matched the man's feelings at the moment.

"Is it really okay not to go back to Morgan's place?"

Meili's voice rang in the man's ears.

Ian turned his head and saw her expressionless face.

"It's only been a short while since we met, and you're already not going back—aren't you afraid she'll come after you?"

"..."

Ian looked at Mary for a long time, then sighed.

"Will not."

"Because tonight is the deadline—if I don't go back, she will definitely think I went to kill Mordred."

"But you didn't, did you?"

Meili tilted her head slightly and stated the facts of the moment.

"..."

Ian wanted to say something to refute the flower magician in front of him, but he soon realized that she had done nothing wrong.

If you are angered just for stating the facts, it would be too pitiful.

"Sometimes I envy your heartlessness, Mary."

Ian looked at her in front of him, and his tone became a little complicated.

It was a voice mixed with a hint of helplessness, and even the explanation seemed pale and powerless.

"That way you don't have to think about so many things."

"So you're thinking about something..."

Meili nodded thoughtfully.

Then, under the man's gaze, she walked in front of him and placed her hands on the city wall.

"What are you doing?"

Ian asked, confused.

"Thinking faster—"

Mary turned around and looked at the knight standing behind her with an expressionless face.

"When you, Morgan, and Altria discuss things, don't you always like to communicate in this way?"

"..."

[You can't refute Meili's words for a moment.]

[Because you found out that what she said was true - when you communicated with the two sisters, it was basically in bed.]

[Of course, this isn't because of lust.]

【But this provides the best privacy. 】

【After all, not many people would dare to enter the king and princess' bedroom, right?】

[But you also quickly realized that Mary must have followed you all the way, otherwise, she would never know so many things.]

【only--】

You really don't have the heart to do that right now.

"It seems you don't like it."

"That's it."

Mary restrained her shameless behavior and returned to her usual noble appearance.

"I thought you would come in without hesitation."

"..."

"Why do you always say incredible things at incredible times?" Ian couldn't help but ask the question in his mind.

"Because I'm really curious about what you mentioned the other day."

"What exactly is 'love'?"

"Now"—Merry held up a finger—"I can rule out this connection—it's not called 'love' at all."

"You're still a practical guy, right?"

Ian looked at Mary helplessly.

"But I don't know how to answer you now - I find that I don't seem to be qualified to discuss what 'love' is."

"Do you feel that your actions are unworthy of Altria's efforts?"

Mary was as sharp as ever.

Although Ian didn't want to admit all this in front of this shameless flower magician, he still had to nod.

"Ah."

"You're right, I do feel unworthy."

"Then you are a bit foolish, knight." Mary said suddenly.

"What?" Ian thought he had misheard.

"I said--"

Mary put her finger against the tip of Ian's nose, and saw a faint knife mark on it - the mark left when she accompanied Morgan in battle many years ago.

"You are stupid."

"You don't understand what 'equivalent exchange' means—it doesn't mean you have to find two items of exactly equal value."

"Such a thing cannot and will not exist."

"Just like there can't be two identical snowflakes in the world."

"All you have to do is put something you approve of on the other side of the scale and wait for the outcome of the 'transaction' - how could you not understand this?"

"..."

Ian was stunned for a moment after being bombarded with such a long speech by Mary.

Then, he suddenly laughed.

"What's so funny?" Mary stared at the man in front of her. "Is what I said funny?"

"No." Ian shook his head.

"I just didn't expect you to talk like that—it seems like this is the first time you've scolded me like that."

"I'm scolding you?"

Mary tilted her head slightly, looking like she didn't agree with what Ian said.

"I'm not scolding you."

"It doesn't matter whether there is one or not—"

Ian hugged Mellie in return.

"But what you said does make sense."

"I wasn't ready to offer the scales yet—I was wrong."

"Merry, actually... you do understand what 'love' means, right?"

"I don't understand."

The Flower Magician grabbed the hem of her skirt, raising it and then lowering it like a comedy curtain.

And the man himself has become the best audience at this moment.

Only then did Ian realize that her heart was so warm.

"But now I suddenly want to take back the favor you owe me—which you didn't owe me just now."

"..."

"I understand."

Ian picked up Mary by the arm - she was actually very light, like a weight that shouldn't exist in this world.

After the flower magician sat on the wall, the man looked at her cheek and said.

"Don't fall and die later - I won't be responsible."

"I didn't ask you to be responsible."

Mary said this, then slowly raised her legs and quietly merged them in the air, as if drawing a graceful circle.

"I just want some peace of mind."

[Under the moonlight, you and Merry, oblivious to the surroundings, felt each other's presence on the walls of Camelot.]

[But neither you nor she seemed to have thought that this was a moment of mutual understanding.]

[After all, you just wanted to repay her favor and get through this incredibly long night.]

【And all she needed was a chance to find peace of mind. 】

[The two people's eyes met under the moonlight, witnessing a meeting that should not have happened.]

【But life seems to have too many helplessness like this moment. 】

You find yourself already tightly entangled with it without realizing it.

On the walls of Camelot.

Most of Mary's body was already stretched out.

The beautiful long purple hair had also spread out, like willow branches that were about to fall to the ground.

At this moment, it seemed that her only connection with the world was the two hands of the man holding her tightly.

but--

Mary herself did not show the slightest fear, but instead remained expressionless.

But her next words were completely different from this expression, as if she was quite concerned.

"So nervous."

"I always feel like if you let go, I'll fall."

"Now that you know that—"

Ian looked at Mary's hand and found that she had no intention of grabbing the wall of Camelot that had been repaired by Morgan, but chose to hold her fingers with his.

"Why are you still holding me like this?"

"do not know."

Meili shook her head and put more strength into her hands.

"I just thought it was funny—it was really funny to see you wanting to throw me overboard but not doing it."

“It also feels completely different from usual, and it feels very interesting.”