The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

but--

Men always feel that things are not that simple.

"Merry, are you sure this is really possible?"

"..."

"What does it matter if it's feasible or not?" Meili looked at the man in front of her and said, "Do you have any other choice?"

"Or--"

"You want Altria to try all this—that might indeed be the method with the highest success rate."

"..."

Ian was once again left speechless by what Mary said.

After a while, he managed to squeeze out a sentence.

"Let me think about it for a moment."

【You temporarily end this conversation with Meili.】

【At the same time, the conversation between Altria and Hector also came to an end.】

This knight who has done so much for Camelot has now received more just recognition.

[But this doesn't change the status quo—this village is destined to bear the consequences of the decline of the Age of Gods.]

【Hector calmly ended it all.】

[Perhaps for him, being able to see Altria regain her love is the greatest happiness in his life.]

He hopes you will leave here quickly, and he will continue to watch over this land where Altria once lived for many years until it completely collapses.

[Even though you know this is the worst possible outcome, there's nothing you can do.]

[Finally, in an atmosphere of extreme helplessness, you left this land.]

【New problems are now before you.】

So what should we do next?

You can't help but recall Merry's suggestion—that Mordred should be the one to do this.

【But you don't want to force Mordred to do this as a father.】

[Like Altria, you respect all her choices.]

【only--】

[You find that you seem to have underestimated Mordred's filial piety.]

It's another quiet night.

I don’t know if this was a situation Mary deliberately arranged or if it was just a coincidence.

Ian really managed to get a chance to be alone with Mordred.

"father!"

The little guy just lay quietly in the man's arms, looking like he was enjoying it.

"I don't think we've ever been alone together like this before~"

"……It really is."

Ian's hand gently stroked Modred's head and combed her hair carefully.

The man couldn't help but sigh again:

His daughter and Altria were so similar that it would not be an exaggeration to say they were carved from the same mold.

Even the touch of the hair was almost exactly the same. If Ian hadn't confirmed that this was his daughter, he would probably have thought he was holding a shrunken Altria.

"..."

"Dad." Mordred raised his head and looked at the man who was hugging him, his eyes full of confusion and doubt.

"You look unhappy—is it because of the problems in the village today?"

"……kindness."

Ian didn't want to hide it from his daughter, so he just admitted it directly and generously.

"It is indeed the case."

"Xiao Mo...our country is now facing an extremely serious problem."

"But this is clearly not something we should worry about..."

Mordred muttered quietly.

"Dad did all these things just to get Mom out of that place, didn't he?"

"Now Dad has turned back...isn't he getting the situation wrong?"

"I really wanted to get my mother out of that place."

"but……"

Ian's hand gently stroked his daughter's cheek, feeling the warmth.

"If we just leave it alone, Britain will eventually perish. Your mother can't just ignore it and continue living with us."

"Xiao Mo... can you understand what I mean?"

"..."

Mordred was silent for a long moment before continuing.

"Dad...are you saying this because you want me to help you with something?"

"If so, please tell me!"

"I also hope to be able to help mom and dad!"

"..."

After hesitating for a moment, Ian finally nodded.

"Xiao Mo, the situation is like this..."

A few minutes later, Ian told his daughter Modred what had happened.

Of course, the man did not mention some details that were difficult for her to understand.

But this does not affect her understanding of what he means.

"Dad, do you want me to use that gun for Mom?"

"This……"

Seeing that his daughter didn't dare to respond immediately, Ian continued.

"It's fine."

"If you don't want to, Dad won't force you."

"After all...this kind of thing can't be decided in a short time."

"Eh?"

"It's not that I don't want to!" Mordred grabbed Ian's clothes, "I just don't know how to do it - Dad, I've never done this before."

"Can I...really?"

"..."

Listening to Mordred's words, Ian's eyes were almost identical to hers and Altria's.

In such an atmosphere, the man whispered:

"do you know?"

"Your mother...Altria, was once as lost as you."

"Eh?"

This was something Mordred had never heard of.

She looked at her father, a little bit unable to believe what she had just heard.

"Isn't Mom King Arthur?"

"Why does she... have moments of confusion?"

"Why not?" Ian explained with a smile, "She was just a child like you, wasn't she?"

"But she knew what to do and how she should do it."

"Xiao Mo."

"This may be the first time in my life that Daddy asks you—I…"

Ian didn't say anything else, because he knew that if he continued like this, it would be like forcing his daughter to do this.

"..."

Mordred looked at Ian, who was hesitant to speak, and there was a little more understanding of his father in his eyes.

She clenched her small fists and put on an expression of trying hard.

"Yeah, I can do it!"

"I just need a chance to prove myself!"

"...Xiao Mo."

Ian hugged his daughter Modred and rubbed her cheek gently.

"If there's a chance in the future, Dad will definitely return what I owe you."

【Mordred's understanding makes you feel distressed.】

【But you know now is not the time to dwell on this kind of thing. 】

[According to Meili's suggestion, you rushed to King Liao Dekuan's territory without stopping.]

[Guinevere was naturally very surprised by your arrival.]

[After all, Altria didn't mention this matter in her letter at all.]

【As your good friends, you and Altria don't mind telling Guinevere about what happened in Camelot.】

"Wha, what?"

Guinevere couldn't believe what she heard.

"Well, you actually broke up with that bad woman because of Lily?"

"..."

Ian's expression became a little subtle.

The thoughtful Altria pushed Guinevere shyly, obviously realizing that this would embarrass her husband.

"Weier, don't be like this."

"Hey, this..."

After her friend reminded her, Guinevere realized that she had been talking about things that were not relevant to the topic.

She began to apologize;

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that."

"It's okay, it's true."

Ian took Altria's hand and looked at her.

"I--"

"I won't regret this."

"Eh, well..."

Altria shook Ian's hand as if in response and nodded.