The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"I'm tired, let me rest here for a while."

"Understood, Princess."

After receiving the order, Ian first stopped his horse, then got off, walked to Morgan and served her.

"Please be careful, Princess."

"Well, I know."

With Ian's help, Morgan gracefully dismounted from the horse.

The two excellent war horses from Britain were docile and intelligent. Without Ian's command, they had already started to eat the grass on the ground.

"Ian."

"Here I am."

"What do you think of it here?"

"Um……"

Because of Morgan's words, Ian began to examine the forest.

I saw that it was a green forest with many tall trees growing here. Evergreen branches and vines fell from the treetops like a girl's hanging hair.

The sunlight shines through the crown-like green leaves, casting patches of light and shadows on the road in the forest.

Flowers bloomed on both sides, dotted the green grass.

Not far away is an elegant lake.

The lake is so clear that you can see the bottom. There is not a single impurity in the clear water. If you are not careful, you might mistake it for jade.

"It's beautiful," Ian answered truthfully, "I've never seen anything like it."

"What if you compare yourself to me?" Morgan suddenly asked.

“It’s beautiful.”

"Why!"

"Because no matter how this forest changes, it is still within the scope of what can be described in words." Ian looked at Morgan and said so.

"And you, my lady, cannot be described in any volume of poetry."

"Ah."

Morgan sneered.

"That's quite a compliment. Is this all you've learned from your experience as a lurker under Vortigern's command?"

"No." Ian shook his head.

"My Lady Princess, if it is a compliment, I will say it in a more pleasant way."

"But in my heart, you are truly beyond description."

Hearing this, Morgan turned his head away.

"Forget it... I won't argue with you about this kind of thing."

[Morgan will no longer discuss with you which is more beautiful, himself or the lake.]

[She walked ahead of you, contrary to her usual behavior, and seemed to be taking you somewhere.]

【You followed.】

【Finally, you stopped by the lake.】

[Morgan has made an unexpected request to you—she wants you to bathe her feet here.]

[You did not reject her, but carried out her request very seriously. ]

[The moment you touched her feet, you felt something strange. ]

You realize that she has also performed a magic trick on herself.

"It's completely different from what you imagined, right?"

Morgan asked this while holding his chin as he watched Ian take off his armor and go into the lake to bathe his feet.

"Yeah." Ian nodded very sincerely.

"My Lady Princess, it is indeed completely different from what I imagined."

“It just got to my heart.”

Although he had been touched by Morgan's feet many times, this was the first time he had personally touched it.

It was a white and soft foot, without any wrinkles or scars on it.

The skeleton of the toes supported the beautiful skin, and there was no dirt between the toes. The inner instep was slightly gathered together because of Ian's control, but it still remained upright.

The ankle is in a perfect arc.

Ian felt that it was probably not an exaggeration to call such feet works of art.

"Really?" Morgan raised the corner of his mouth in an imperceptible arc.

"Then did you know that it was born from this lake beneath your feet?"

Ian reacted quickly.

"My Lady Princess, is this where you were born?"

Morgan didn't answer the question, but the slightly nostalgic look on her face was enough to explain everything.

"Answer me, Ian."

"Now that you know this, are you still moved by it?"

"Of course," Ian replied without hesitation, "Every day and every night."

"You're lying to me." Morgan looked directly at Ian, "No one needs a princess born in the lake."

"But I never lied to you, Princess."

Ian pinched Morgan's feet, gently stroking the jade-like skin.

It felt as delicate and smooth as touching milk, without any stagnation at all.

Obviously, Morgan's magic has maintained it to the best moment, preventing its beauty from aging with the passage of time and battles.

"If this were the place where you were born, I would be happier than ever before."

"Because your birth has brought blessings to this place, the lake is clear because of you, and the trees are lush because of you."

"You are the owner of this forest. They are like the knights of Britain, grateful for your coming."

Hearing this, Morgan was silent for a long time.

Faced with Ian's praise, she was not as happy as usual, but instead looked very sad.

The long eyebrows on her beautiful face drooped slightly, like a sad song at the end of a play, and the indigo eyes hidden behind the eyebrows revealed waves of loneliness.

After a while, she seemed to have recovered, and in a voice that was no longer arrogant, she spoke to the man in the lake in front of her:

"Ian, what if I was destined to be abandoned by my father? I never had the possibility of becoming a king."

"Will you...still be my knight?"

17. Cry in joy

You sense the sadness in Morgan's words.

【You realize that she has a lot of things to hide from you. 】

【But at this moment, you know you have to answer her question first. 】

"Princess, no matter what happened in the past." Ian lowered his head and stroked the clear lake water, allowing it to gently flow over Morgan's feet.

"At least I am your knight now, and I will always be your knight."

"Don't lie, Ian." Morgan looked extremely lonely, "You will leave me sooner or later."

"It is indeed impossible for me to stay by your side forever, Princess."

Ian said slowly and calmly.

"Because I will run around for your needs, Princess, and I will also sacrifice my life for your purpose when necessary."

"I can't guarantee that I will be by your side every moment, but I promise that I will set out at night if you call me, even if I am in hell."

What other knights said might not be convincing at all.

But when Ian said this, he was just repeating his own behavior.

[Morgan can't deny what you said.]

[She doesn't seem to like the feeling of being contradicted by you. ]

【She had a little temper.】

[She kicked up the lake water and splashed it on your face.]

You are not offended by this behavior.

[On the contrary, you are happy to know that Morgan is venting his inner depression in this way.]

[After a while, she finally got tired. ]

"Ian, why don't you hide?"

Morgan gasped and mumbled.

"Because Your Majesty, you seem to want to do this very much." Ian answered truthfully.

"Who said I wanted to do this?" Morgan glared at Ian. "Now, let go of my feet."

"Okay, my lady."

After feeling the grip on his feet disappear, Morgan leaned forward slightly.

Her magical feet hooked Ian's chin.

"Ian, don't you want to refute me at all?"

"Maybe I have thought about it."

Ian looked up and looked directly at Morgan.

Sitting on the shore, her cheeks flushed from her little outburst, and a mist-like breath lingered around the edges of her lips.

"But after seeing the princess, I feel that whether the question is right or wrong is not so important."

Morgan was stunned for a moment, then continued;

"Ian, you should know that there is no way I can like you... You are my pawn, I can throw you away however I want."

"Yes I know."

Ian gently held the foot that was resting against his chin.

"So, Princess, it doesn't matter to me whether the question is right or wrong. What matters is what you want me to think."

"Ian, are you saying this because of your father's order?"

"No." Ian shook his head. "If it is because of the king's order, then I should bring you back to the royal court now."

"But you, my lady, did not want me to do this, so I made my own choice."

[Once again, Morgan can't deny what you said.]

【But this time, she was not angry. 】

【She ordered you not to hold her feet.】

You did so.

[But you didn't expect that Morgan didn't retract his foot after you took his hand away.]

She has her own ideas.

A gust of wind blew through the forest, the shadows of the trees swayed, and the spots of light between the branches and leaves left swaying marks on the two people by the lake.

Ripples appeared on the surface of the lake.