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"Um... I'm sorry, I really shouldn't have done that... eh?"

Artorius looked up, a little unable to believe what he heard.

"Mr. Ian..."

"This is at least a token of your thoughtfulness."

Ian took the scarf from Artorius and wrapped it around his neck.

"But if possible, I hope you can consider whether a knight really needs this kind of thing."

“I’m… sorry!”

"Okay, no need to say sorry or anything."

"Be careful on the road."

"Yeah!" Artorius became happy again.

"Then, Mr. Ian, will we have a chance to meet again in the future?"

"maybe."

[Without saying anything more, you watched Artorius disappear into the sunset-filled road.]

[You take off your scarf and turn around to walk towards the city gate]

[You can't help but think about a question - will you see the day when Artorius becomes a knight? ]

【But you never dreamed of it. 】

[At some point, Morgan was already standing at the city gate.]

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31. A Chance to Explain to the Princess

[Morgan looked at you holding the scarf and didn't get angry on the spot.]

[She just turned around silently and disappeared into the crowd quickly, as if she had never appeared.]

【You realize that something is wrong.】

[You wrapped Artorius's "scarf" and then hurried to the room where Morgan was.]

The moonlight shone on the corridor of the royal court, also dyeing Ian a faint layer of white.

He bypassed all eyes that might discover his relationship with Morgan and came to her door.

dong dong dong-

Ian knocked on the door as usual.

However, Morgan did not open the door as usual.

dong dong dong-

Ian knocked on the door again.

[You knocked on the door many times, but Morgan ignored you.]

【You realize that this is not a solution.】

【You decide to change your strategy slightly. 】

There was total silence outside the room, not even a sound.

Of course, Ian didn't leave.

He just stood at the door of Morgan's room without saying a word - he would not leave until Morgan ordered him to leave.

There was silence for a long time.

The door to the room opened.

Morgan, who was wearing a gauze dress, poked her head out and saw Ian waiting at the door.

He smiled and said, "My Lady Princess, I am glad to see you at last."

Morgan immediately realized that he had fallen into Ian's "trap".

She turned around and tried to close the door, but Ian blocked her with his hand.

"Princess, please give me a chance to explain, okay?"

"A chance to explain?"

Morgan's mouth curled up slightly.

"Sure, Ian, you said so yourself."

【You are brought into the room by Morgan. 】

[The door closes again, leaving you two alone.]

[But you clearly feel that something is not right in the atmosphere.]

Morgan was still wearing the same figure-revealing gauze dress, and the faint glow of moonlight and candlelight shone on her from the other side.

The curve of the body under the tulle was outlined vividly by the light, without any remaining part.

It's a very subtle feeling.

Although you can't see anything on the surface, it seems like you can see everything visually.

Ian knew that this was definitely not the result of Morgan's occasional display, but a strategy she had already mastered.

"sit down."

Morgan patted the seat beside him.

"..."

Ian did not refuse Morgan's request.

[You sat in the seat designated by Morgan.]

[However, before you could feel the softness of the bed, Morgan's feet landed directly in front of you.]

[Her strength is neither too strong nor too weak. While using her heels to make you feel the unbearable weight of life, she does not exert enough pressure on you to cut down the yellow dragon.]

[The pressure of life and death that the Sword of Damocles can exert is probably limited to this extent. ]

[She motioned for you to come closer to her, then hooked her finger under your chin at a perfect position and spoke in a lukewarm tone.]

"Ian, you are my knight, right?"

"Yes, Princess." Ian looked directly at Morgan, "I will always be your most loyal knight."

"Then why do you have so much fun chatting with other women?"

"She's not your princess, is she?"

Morgan's fingers were gently gesturing at Ian's chin.

"Ian, answer me seriously, you don't want anything important to break, do you?"

As he spoke, Morgan put a little more force on his heels.

A little cold sweat appeared on Ian's forehead.

But he was not panicked - because he knew how to explain it clearly.

You confessed to Morgan that it was Artorius, and once again emphasized the fact that he was a man.

[This is just a farewell between you and a junior who you get along well with. ]

[But Morgan didn't let you go.]

The princess gently wiped the knight's chin with her slender fingers.

Ian also felt a real pressure - love came from Morgan's heel.

"Ian, I don't want to do this, but you don't seem very honest."

"If it was a man, why did they give you the scarf?"

As expected, I asked about scarves.

But Ian was not panicked at all - because he really had no idea about Artorius.

"My Lady Princess, you are indeed very observant."

"but--"

"Maybe you need to look at that scarf first."

[You took out the scarf Artorius gave you.]

[Morgan took it in his own hands and looked at it for a long time.]

[As you watched, she held it over the flame of the candlestick and burned it clean.]

"ugly."

Morgan's voice sounded, and the burning embers and stench disappeared.

"I don't like it at all. Don't let me see you getting this kind of thing from any girl again."

"besides--"

"Not even men."

"Those with unknown gender are not allowed either."

At this point, Ian knew that the unfinished scarf had indeed made Morgan believe what he said.

"Okay, Princess." He smiled slightly, "I will pay attention next time."

【Morgan has let you go for now.】

[Her heels relax a little, no longer causing you to feel as much pressure as before. 】

[However, her inquiry did not end there.]

"Ian." Morgan leaned forward slightly.

"But didn't you say that the man named Artorius might have seen something he shouldn't have seen?"

Ian nodded.

"Yes, my lady."

"I did think so before, but after actually communicating with him, I found that he didn't notice what I did at that time at all."

"And there are some mistakes that I have to confess to you."

"Oh--?"

Morgan's fingers traced the edge of Ian's cheek.

"Tell me, what is it?"

Ian took a deep breath and spoke in an apologetic tone:

"He looks a bit like you, I just can't do it."

Hearing this, Morgan smiled.

"Ian, are you trying to say you see me in him?"

"Yes, Princess, you are right, that is why I did not do anything."

Ian looked so sincere that Morgan had no way of doubting what he said.

She slowly eased her heels away from Ian.

"Ian, if that's the case, you should kill him."

"Something similar to me, that's a potential threat."

"Yes, Princess. Now that I think about it, I should have done that." Ian did not deny his mistake.

"I am willing to accept any punishment."