The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

When you are staring into the abyss, the abyss is also staring into you.

Ian really couldn't say anything more about Artorius's reason.

"Well, at least for now, we look like one kind of people."

"But isn't it a good time to eat at this time? Although I know you can eat for a long time, it would be a bit torture for me to watch you eat for a whole day."

Ian had no intention of actually asking Artorius to pay.

After all, if he ate as much as he did yesterday, the few gold coins he got from selling the apples would not be enough.

Being touched in a sore spot, Artorius' face suddenly turned red.

He began to defend himself:

"That's not the case. I... didn't intend to let Mr. Ian and I eat gourmet food for a whole day."

"I think……"

Seeing Artorius' hesitation, Ian crossed his arms across his chest, looking very generous.

"There's no need to hide anything, just say whatever you want to say."

"I've come here as agreed. You don't think I'd mind anything, do you?"

"That--"

Artorius looked around.

All this seemed quite new to him.

"Mr. Ian, could you please take me around the city?"

"..."

Ian's silence made Atolis suddenly nervous.

"Is it... difficult? If so, please allow me to apologize for my rudeness."

“It’s far from being a hardship.”

Ian reached out and rubbed Artorius's head.

"Rather, I didn't expect you to make such a simple request."

"Wouldn't it be better if you just said it earlier?"

"this--"

Artorius' eyes sparkled with gratitude.

"Well, that's up to you!"

[According to Artorius's request, you took him for a stroll in the city.]

[Because his face is too delicate, and the outfit he is wearing today is suitable for both men and women.]

[Soon someone noticed you and him. ]

[The capital, far away from the frontline war, lacks some interesting topics. You and Artorius quickly become the focus of attention.]

"Oh my god, has the knight who has been serving the princess finally come to his senses?"

"Who is this guy? So many girls wanted to talk to Captain Ian alone, but he ignored them. Now he is willing to talk to this one?"

"Who knows? But Captain Ian really doesn't look old. It feels like even if the two of them walk together, there's no sense of incongruity at all."

There were more and more strange discussions.

Artorius looked uneasy - he probably never expected that such a simple request of his would cause such a heated discussion.

He began to realize that the knight beside him who was touching his head was far more respected than he had imagined.

Ian's reaction was exactly the opposite.

He first calmly comforted Artorius: "It's okay, don't take it seriously."

Then, as he watched, he drew the long sword from his waist and raised it to the sky.

The sunlight shone on the sword, illuminating the silver-white blade with pure brightness.

Any normal person would know what Ian's sword-drawing action symbolizes - "If anyone says such nonsense again from now on, don't blame me for taking action on the spot."

The street suddenly became quiet.

Everyone knows that Ian is a good guy, but once a good guy explodes, he can be very scary.

No one dared to test Ian's bottom line.

In this temporary peace, Ian said to Artorius beside him:

"Let's go, they don't dare to say anything more."

"okay."

[You don’t even know why you do this.]

[You just felt that you should draw your sword like a knight, so you really drew your sword.]

【But considering the results, you don’t seem to feel that bad. 】

[You took Artorius for a long walk.]

[Although he invited you on the surface, you are the one who actually gave the money. ]

[Artorius is holding more and more things. 】

[The way he looks at you has also changed slightly. ]

"Okay?"

Ian, who was walking in front, turned around and looked at Artorius who was following behind him.

"Is there anything else you want?"

"No more!" Artorius shook his head quickly.

His arms were already full of the things Ian had bought.

"Mr. Ian, this is too much stuff!"

"It doesn't matter. It doesn't cost much." Ian answered lightly.

"But you, is there anything else you want to do?"

"What do you want to do——?"

Artorius looked at the city wall not far away.

Although times have changed, it still guards the royal capital in the most simple and unpretentious way.

"Mr. Ian."

"If possible, could you let me go up there and take a look?"

28. The boy’s vision is beyond imagination

【You have actually noticed this a long time ago. 】

[Because along the way, you found that Artorius's eyes were always on it. ]

【By bringing this up now, it actually seems like he has been quite restrained.】

[This time, you didn't ask any more questions, but answered directly. ]

"Okay, if you want to go, then go ahead."

Ian took what Artorius was holding in his arms.

"let's go."

"it is good!"

[Your prestige in the city is already very high. ]

[So even if I bring one person up to the city wall, it won’t be a big problem. ]

【Artorius is very happy.】

[He kept running in front of you all the way, and the two of you arrived at the city wall one after the other.]

“So… is this what it feels like to stand on top of this?”

Standing on the city wall, Artorius exclaimed at the scene in front of him.

"You seem to like this feeling?"

Ian walked up to him and asked.

"That's right, Mr. Ian." Artorius nodded hurriedly, "When I was outside the city, I was thinking about whether there was a way to get up here!"

“Now it’s finally happening.”

"Thank you, Mr. Ian."

"Thank you, that's all."

Like Artorius, Ian looked ahead at the place illuminated by the British sun.

What caught his eyes was the lush land near the royal capital and the continuous, green forests that formed a large area.

"I'd rather know why you want to come up here so badly."

"Because this is the place where you can have a bird's eye view of the whole of Britain, right?!" Artorius showed a liveliness that was completely different from before.

“This is my ideal place with the broadest view!”

Actually not.

No matter how big and high the capital is, it is impossible to have a bird's eye view of the whole of Britain.

After all, if that were the case, it would be impossible to cover up the defeat on the front line.

but--

These words made Ian stare at Artorius in front of him.

He felt that the young man in front of him seemed to be carrying some unspeakable responsibility.

"By the way, Artorius, you said you had a brother?"

"Yes." Artorius turned around and nodded.

"I do have a brother."

"Then..." Ian gave a hypocritical smile, "Why are you the one selling the apples instead of your brother?"

"Because my father wanted to train me."

Artorius answered without hesitation.

"It was a great experience to walk here with a wooden cart full of apples like this, and I learned a lot along the way."

"You mean hungry?"

"This is an accident." Artorius scratched his face in embarrassment, "I didn't expect to meet so many hungry people along the way."

"I absolutely cannot give them the apples, so I can only share my rations with them."

Ian was about to ask what was happening to the hungry people, but he understood everything in the split second before the sound happened.

As Vortigern had said, the land of Britain was undergoing great changes as the Age of Gods receded.

The output of the land is constantly decreasing.

In addition, the front line where the two armies are confronting each other also requires a large amount of supplies, which makes the already less than ideal output even worse.

Now even the richest royal capital has been affected.

This is what Artorius saw along the way.

"..." Ian smiled awkwardly.

"Artorius, you are such a kind person."

"Really..." Artorius curled his lips, "Rather than being praised for my kindness, I would rather know how to solve this problem."