The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

“This feels really strange.”

Mary took out her handkerchief and gently wiped the marks on her lips.

"But—it's not unacceptable."

"..."

Hearing the other party's casual words, Ian hesitated for a moment, and then answered.

"Thank you, Mellie."

"Ok?"

Mary suddenly approached the man like a wild cat that had found food, and then continued.

"What did you just say?"

"..."

Although I don't know if Mary did it on purpose or if she really didn't hear it clearly.

But Ian knew that his best option at the moment was to say it again according to her wishes.

"I said--"

"Thank you, Mellie."

"You saved me once. I'm very grateful for that."

however……

After hearing what Ian said, Mary lost her wild cat-like enthusiasm.

She just looked at the man and it took her a while to squeeze out a few words.

"I thought you were going to say I understood what 'love' was."

"..."

Ian was speechless for a moment.

But he felt that this kind of Mary was actually kind of cute—at least much better than the way she was before when she was just being sarcastic to herself.

"I don't even know how to answer this question yet... I'm sorry, Mellie."

"No need to apologize."

Meili placed her hands on the man's shoulders.

To be honest, her current posture was terrible - if Ian didn't know what she had just done, he would probably think she was seducing him again.

but it is not the truth.

The man could sense that Mary had no such desire.

"Ian, tell me." The voice of the Flower Magician sounded again.

"On your body—"

"Why is there another curse?"

"what?"

[Merry's words once again shocked you, having just recovered.]

Another curse?

[Hearing these words, you suddenly recalled how you had extended Guinevere's lifespan with the help of King Liao Dekuan.]

【but--】

【You understand that Mary is fully aware of this matter.】

[So, what does her other curse refer to? ]

"Merry, could you please be more specific?"

"What do you mean by curse?"

Listening to the man's voice, Meili held her chin and tilted her head slightly.

"Are you begging me?"

"Anyway is fine."

Ian felt as if he had mastered the art of communicating with Mary.

That is to do what she wants.

Although this guy seems unkind, he is quite enthusiastic about things like "exchange".

"Then you owe me two favors."

As Meili said this, she reached out her hand to the man's back.

She put her hand into his clothes so brazenly and began to grope.

And because the man was really too tall, her rather plump body inevitably pressed against the man, hitting him hard with the facial cleanser.

only--

Smelling the fragrance emanating from Mary, Ian did not have a single distracting thought in his mind.

If I have to say something, it would just be a simple and clear sigh.

I never noticed she smelled so good before—

Fortunately, this awkward meeting didn't last long, because Mary's hand soon stopped somewhere on the man's back.

She said:

"If I'm not mistaken, someone has stabbed you in this spot before, right?"

"This……"

【Meili's words made you fall into memories.】

[On the battlefield, a knight who was struck in the back would be ashamed of bringing shame upon his lord.]

[Because that means that this monarch did not train his knights well enough, which resulted in them being completely inferior to others in speed and being hit in the back.]

[But as the former chief Knight of the Round Table in Camelot, you certainly wouldn't let this happen.]

The reason is simple. You didn't want Altria to be embarrassed because of you, and you didn't want her to think you were worthless since you secretly loved Morgan.

【So--】

[If we rule out the possibility of a battlefield attack, then it must be some kind of sneak attack.]

[But because of Artoria, you're almost always with her when you're out fighting. So who else could possibly be in this situation...]

【etc! 】

【There really is! 】

You suddenly realize the answer.

"It's Aguwen."

Ian gave an answer that made him gasp.

"Only he could have left scars like these on my back."

The man wasn't kidding.

That was a private meeting between him and Altria one day. Following Morgan's instructions, Aguiwen rushed forward - he did not dare to refuse any instructions from his mother.

A tragedy filled in the first line of revelation at that moment.

"It seems that you really love Altria." The Flower Magician suddenly said something that seemed irrelevant.

"Merry, what do you mean?"

"Nothing—I was just wondering, since you've never been injured on the battlefield, how could you not react to an assassination attempt from Ah Guiwen?"

"That is to say..."

"In fact, as early as that moment, you already thought that Altria was more important than yourself."

Meili's fingers gently stroked the man's cheek.

She seemed to simply think it was fun.

"So, this is 'love'?"

"This……"

Ian suddenly laughed.

But not long after, he stopped smiling because of the pain all over his body.

Mary's words also sounded "inappropriately" at this moment.

That was the Flower Magician's advice—at least in form.

"Ian Pendragon."

"Your problems seem quite complicated—there are the aftereffects of the assassination, and also the issues with Guinevere."

"Honestly, if you weren't curious about what you tasted like like this, you would have died right here."

"I suggest you don't feel complacent or anything like that."

"..."

Ian was silent for a long time before asking the next question.

"So, in your opinion, how long can I live?"

"do not know."

Meili spread her hands, looking quite helpless.

"Just one type of situation is completely unpredictable."

"And now you...are more than just that."

"The day after tomorrow? Tomorrow?"

"do you understand?"

Mary thought that after she said this, Ian would fall into unprecedented fear.

If that were the case, it would be a rare feast - she had never seen this man look afraid before.

however……

The scene that the Flower Magician expected did not appear.

The man accepted all this quite calmly, and then asked a question that Mary had not expected.

"That--"

"Merry, can you promise me something?"

"Hmm?" Mary raised an eyebrow.

"whats the matter?"

"Don't tell Lily and Xiao Mo about my situation—" The man looked at the streets of Camelot shrouded in darkness.

"Otherwise, they would definitely ask me to recuperate in Camelot."

"Isn't this bad?"

Mary was puzzled.

"Don't you want to live?"

"Of course I want to live—" Ian looked at Mary in front of him and sighed deeply.

"But if the price of doing that is for them to continue to stay in this place full of sad memories, I would rather not do that."

"Besides..."

The man took Mary's hand.

"I think if you don't know how to solve this, then those magicians in Camelot probably won't know what to do either."