The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

As an older brother, I should support him, right?

but……

Although Artoria made a very heavy promise, all the Knights of the Round Table present became witnesses of this promise.

However, Mary did not directly agree to this matter - or rather, she did not know whether she should agree to this matter.

"wedding……"

"My wedding with you..."

The Flower Magician "Guinevere" said this, and then looked at "Lancelot" beside her, casting a straight gaze.

That would definitely be misunderstood as a look of cherishment for one's loved one.

"Is it really possible?"

"..."

Ian understood that Mary, who was disguised as "Guinevere", asked him this question not because of any real "love" - she was simply indulging in the feeling of disguising herself.

For her, this feeling of being bullied and even controlled was an extraordinary experience. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it made her feel orgasmic on the spot.

but--

Looking at those violet-like eyes, Ian felt as if something touched his heart.

Yes.

Even if she didn't ask herself this question out of love, it was still Mary's first time.

For the first time in her long life, she had the opportunity to experience something like a "wedding" - and it was her own "wedding".

No matter how strange it was before...

There is only one answer that can be given now, right?

"of course can."

"'Guinevere'——" Ian hugged the girl next to him who was a head shorter than him under Altria's apologetic gaze.

"Why not? This is your wedding, presided over by Altria."

"..."

A hesitant sound came from Mary's throat and her body began to tremble.

Ian was a little surprised by this.

He had never expected that the other party would actually reach a state of simultaneous excitement in his brain and body at this moment, and then in this situation...

but……

forget it.

As long as she's happy.

Tick ​​tock.

From where the two were hugging each other, the sound of dripping water could be heard only by the man.

Then, it was Merry, who was disguised as "Guinevere", who looked at Altria and gave an answer full of "love".

"it is good."

"King of this world——I'm entrusting you with this matter."

"My 'wedding' must go on properly."

"..."

Although the tone of "Guinevere" was obviously different from before, Altria didn't think much about it - she understood all of this as the effect of the hug just now.

"Do not worry."

"Your wedding will definitely not lose to anyone else's."

【Altria always keeps her word.】

[To her, Guinevere is someone who has a guilty conscience—and someone who has a guilty conscience must have a clear conscience.]

She found the best tailor in Camelot and asked him to sew a wedding dress for Guinevere of royal quality.

She found the best wine merchant in Camelot and asked him to give her the wine he had stored away over the years.

She arrived at the castle and sent invitations to all the people in Camelot to attend the wedding of Lancelot and Guinevere.

【Yes. 】

She kept her word.

[She used all the means she could to complete this wedding, until it was enough to make up for all the previous regrets.]

On the corridor inside the Camelot Royal Court.

"..."

"Altria, you are such a gentle king."

"The groom" Ian looked at everything outside and couldn't help but sigh.

"This is simply—it's no different from getting married yourself, right?"

"That's not necessarily true."

Kai said with a smile.

"Lanlost, you don't understand—if my sister were to marry, she would be exceedingly simple."

"..."

Kai was one of the few knights who knew that Altria was a woman before she revealed her identity.

After all, he is my sworn brother.

Ian, who transformed into "Lancelot", also understood this.

"Well...you're right."

"The king certainly doesn't seem like the type to make a big fuss."

"Yeah." Kai also looked outside. "It's a pity. I don't know who gave her the opportunity to do this. I always feel like people like that have disappeared from this world."

"I don't know if it's my illusion."

"..."

"..."

The atmosphere fell into silence for a moment.

Ian couldn't answer, and Kai didn't know what to say to continue.

Fortunately, neither of them is the type to give the other a way out.

Kai quickly continued:

"okay--"

"It's about time. Shouldn't you go and bring your wife, Guinevere, back home?"

"She must be beautiful!"

"Yeah." Ian nodded. "Kai, what you said makes sense."

"So--"

"Have another drink later."

"it is good."

After a brief greeting, Ian separated from Kai and headed towards the room where Mary, disguised as "Guinevere", was.

to be honest--

The man was actually a little worried.

After all, Mary's thinking circuits are very different from those of ordinary people. Even just a few simple words are likely to cause a big stir.

What if such a big game of chess collapses because of a random word?

This trip seems to be not worth it.

But since no one has come to see me yet, it means there should be no problem.

But no matter what, it would be better to "meet up" with her as soon as possible - even if it is just to discuss how to deal with the Knights of the Round Table who come to congratulate the wedding later, it would be a great thing to do.

Coming.

Just pass the corner ahead and walk a little further.

You can see her.

only--

It seemed as if fate didn't want to let the man go, and seemed to want to drag him into the endless abyss.

The moment he turned the corner, Ian saw a familiar figure.

That is……

Morgan.

At this moment, she was just leaning against the wall, standing there with her arms folded across her chest, looking like she had been waiting for a long time.

"..."

puff.

puff.

Ian felt his heart begin to beat again.

No matter how many times, no matter when, every time he saw Morgan, the man knew that he would always have ripples of this degree.

But all this should be unnecessary for her.

after all……

What she liked was not herself at all, but the country of Camelot and the throne that represented the supreme power of this country.

Thinking of this, Ian calmed down a lot, and then he was able to greet Morgan as if nothing had happened.

"Miss Morgan, what a coincidence."

"I'm so lucky to meet you at this time. It seems I'm really lucky today."

however--

Facing the greeting of "Lancelot", Morgan's expression did not show any sign of relaxation, but instead became extremely solemn.

She left him with his back against the wall and walked towards Ian, who was disguised as "Lanlost".

At a very safe but close distance, Morgan stopped.

She just looked at him in front of her, as if she could see into his heart.

"..."

Ian's throat moved slightly, but he still said with a stiff upper lip:

"Excuse me...what's wrong?"

"Ms. Morgan, have I upset you in some way—or is it something else? I hope you can just tell me directly... I will find a way to help you avoid this discomfort."

But Morgan still did not answer "Lancelot", but once again looked him up and down.

Although he didn't know what her intention was, Ian took a few steps back on his own initiative, feeling that something was wrong.

"Please don't do this—"

"Today is Guinevere and I's wedding day, Miss Morgan. You will cause misunderstandings if you behave like this."

I don’t know if it was an illusion or if it really happened.

Ian felt that the moment he said this, Morgan's expression flashed with a moment of loss.

But it was only for a moment - because she quickly restrained her emotions and then said: