The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"No one can deprive you of this right, and no one has the right to criticize what you have done."

"After all, if it weren't for you, the White Dragon Vortigern would have already wreaked havoc on British soil, right?"

"Isn't it because of your great achievements that everyone can still laugh and drink happily now?"

"so--"

"King, do what you think is right."

"..."

Ian could clearly feel that after he said this, Altria's originally cloudy eyes gradually became brighter.

That seemed to be the first time he had received support from someone other than himself.

but--

Ian could understand.

After all, no one except herself has ever told Altria that she actually has the right to choose her own life.

now--

"Guinevere" is one of them.

"I see."

Altria laughed.

"So this is how I exist in your heart—thank you so much, Guinevere."

"I... don't know how to express my inner feelings."

“No need to express it.”

Ian smiled.

"The king has no obligation to express to others how excited he is."

"……Too."

"..."

"..."

The scene fell into silence again.

This wasn't a sign of awkwardness between the two of them, though—on the contrary, it was a warm silence that came from knowing that each had said everything they wanted to say.

"anyway--"

Ian took the initiative to break the silence.

He planned to ask something he had never known before.

"On the way here, I met your sister Morgan."

"Why... did she come here?"

[Actually, you probably know the answer.]

[Because of the connection between Morgan and Altria, to put it bluntly, it's just you and the throne of Camelot.]

[And in this world where you "don't exist," the throne is probably the only connection between them, right?]

"..."

Although the answer had been spoiled, Ian was still expecting Altria to give some different answers.

But it didn't.

Altria's answer was still the answer that could be seen with the naked eye.

"throne."

"I'm thinking - if I choose to give up the throne, my sister should be the best choice, right?"

"She...is actually very suitable to be the king."

"..."

Ian was not surprised by Altria's evaluation of Morgan.

Her opinion of her has always been like this - it's just that many times due to her position, she can't express it as clearly as before.

after all……

If the king of a country openly admits that another person is more suitable to be the king of this country than himself, he will most likely be on the verge of destruction.

"I see—that's a really good choice."

"..."

Altori looked at "Guinevere" with a confused expression.

"Guinevere, don't you think there's something wrong with my choice?"

"I don't know, and I don't know." Ian didn't intend to interfere with Altria's choice. "This is your decision, King. I believe it will be the best choice. After all, you are the one sent by God to save Camelot, right?"

"But if I have to say it..."

"I'm a little curious why you chose your sister, King. Is it just because she has better talents?"

This is an issue that does not affect "progress".

Ian asked this out of concern - he wanted to know whether this was a knot in Altria's heart.

But the latter showed a sad expression at this time.

That seemed to be the reaction that would occur when one was thinking of something extremely serious.

"Wang...is my question unreasonable?"

"Another reason... can't you give an answer?"

"..."

He seemed to be hesitating, or considering whether he could do it.

After a moment of silence, Altria chose to shake her head.

"Do not."

"Of course I can tell you—I just don't think you'd understand what it means if I described it the way I do."

"..."

"It's okay if you don't understand." Ian replied with a smile, "I just want to know more about the king, that's all."

"..."

There was another moment of silence.

But this time, Artoria quickly spoke:

"I feel... that this expedition seems to have resulted in the death of someone very important to both her and me."

"A very important person?"

"Yes." Artoria nodded, "But I can't remember who it was - I only remember that it wasn't someone I should have fallen in love with."

"But I can feel that...if I say it out loud, it will make my sister very sad."

"It's a debt I can never make up for—ever."

"Then... I can only compensate her with what she expects, that's all."

"It's just... I still haven't been able to tell you that person has died."

"..."

Ian understood that Altria had always known that her sister Morgan was eyeing the throne.

However, due to various reasons, she couldn't blame Morgan, let alone take action against him - after all, on the surface, the other party had done nothing.

but now……

Altria actually...

Ian's heart couldn't help but feel a ripple that was difficult to calm down, and even his breathing became a little disordered.

"It's fine."

"This is already a good solution - Wang, you did a great job."

"..."

"Guinevere's" comfort made Altria feel a little better.

But after looking at "Guinevere" for a while, her emotional fluctuations seemed to be even more intense than before.

"But what are you going to do, Guinevere?"

"I... have decided that I will never touch another person in my life, and our gender does not support it."

"How can I... make up for your loss?"

"Guinevere, tell me—what shall I do."

"..."

Even at this moment, Ian could feel that Altria was still worried about whether her "willfulness" would hurt others.

From beginning to end, she didn't even think about herself.

Whether it was the country of Camelot, his sister Morgan, or even Guinevere who was "married" just to conceal his identity.

Altria didn't want to let anyone down.

How much pressure does she bear?

Ian didn't dare to think about it.

So--

At least for now.

At least, this is not the case with the present state of my existence.

"It's alright, King."

"It doesn't matter?" Altria shook her head. "It can't be that it doesn't matter—Guinevere, your life will be completely ruined here."

"Nothing."

Ian smiled.

As "Guinevere", he knew he had an answer that perfectly matched his route.

"king."

"I... already have someone I 'like'."

754. Altria's Gentle Blessing/Love Between the Knight and the Princess (4k)

"..."

Altria's expression froze at that moment, and she looked as if she was frozen.

This is not difficult to understand.

after all--

If you look at it from her perspective.

The "Guinevere" that Ian was disguising as at this moment was still her nominal "Princess" - it would be too outrageous for him to declare in front of her that he already had someone in his heart.

In a sense, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a humiliation to the royal family of Camelot.

but--

Artoria is not the rigid type.

At least not now.

She always felt that she completely understood this feeling, and could even say that she could empathize with it.