The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

[But soon, she found that there was no need to do so. You are much tougher than she thought. ]

【The talent is full of energy and activated. 】

[In front of Morgan, your energy is endless. ]

[Being controlled by Morgan like this doesn't cause you to feel tired.]

[Morgan's eyes changed when he looked at you.]

"Don't you know what it means to be tired?"

Morgan looked at Ian, who showed no signs of tiredness, and felt that there was something unusual about him - after all, she was a little tired.

"My lady, a knight will never feel tired in front of the one he is loyal to." Ian replied respectfully, "I will only rest when you don't need me."

Morgan didn't respond to Ian.

She looked out the window.

It was dawn now. The sun would soon rise over Britain, and that would be the day Ian died.

"Don't you regret it?"

Morgan asked again.

"Your life is about to fade away, and all this is just to give me a moment of pleasure?"

"I will never regret it," Ian said firmly.

"..."

Silence, stillness.

"Kneel down." Morgan suddenly said.

Although he didn't know what Morgan wanted to do, Ian still half-knelt in front of her according to knightly etiquette.

"What's your name?"

"Ian."

"Ian," Morgan said coldly.

"I never care about anyone, including my knight, so I will abandon you at any moment I think it is necessary."

"Even so, do you still want to be my knight?"

"It's like this every day and every night." Ian answered without hesitation.

"Really... then it seems I need to let you live until the moment you are abandoned by me."

Morgan said this and extended his hand towards Ian.

The sun is shining again on Britain.

The naked princess won her most loyal knight with a simple kiss of the hand.

4. Morgan’s imaginary enemy

The encounter under the moon is a wonderful node, and everything is still going on.

[Morgan kept the secret of your night raid on the princess' bedroom. No one knew that you, as a knight, took the princess's virginity.]

[She remembered your name and promoted you from among the knights to be her own confidant.]

[It’s just that you have never seen Morgan’s sad look like that night again, nor have you tasted her body again. 】

[She deliberately keeps a distance from you and never calls your name in public. The distance between you seems to remain forever at the level of a princess and a knight.]

[You are a little sad, but you also know that this is inevitable. Morgan, as a princess, cannot admit that she spent the whole night with you after drinking.]

[Several months passed like this, until this day, she sent someone to find you.]

"My Lord Knight."

Morgan's maid spoke respectfully to Ian in front of her.

"The princess wants to see you about something. She hopes you can come over as soon as possible."

"Really?" Ian turned around, "I see. I'll be there now."

Walking through the corridor of the royal court, Ian stood in front of the door and gently knocked on the door that had changed his destiny.

"Who is it?" Morgan's voice came from inside.

"It's me, Princess, your knight Ian."

"come in."

With Morgan's permission, Ian pushed open the door.

Morgan was standing in front of the mirror, with his arms folded across his chest, looking at himself seriously.

"Come here, Ian."

Although he didn't understand what Morgan was going to do, obeying the princess's orders was a knight's duty, so Ian slowly walked to Morgan's side.

"Princess."

"Don't look at me, look at the mirror."

The simulation continued at Morgan's command.

[You looked into the mirror and saw a strange yet familiar face. ]

[You feel that she has some similarities with Morgan, but she has completely opposite characteristics in every way.]

[The scene in the mirror was very unstable and only lasted for a short time before disappearing.]

You realize that it might be Morgan's magic, but you don't say much.

"How about it?"

Morgan raised his head and looked at the tall knight beside him.

"What was your first impression of the man you just saw, Ian?"

"My Lady Princess, the so-called first impression is..."

"The first word that comes to your mind," Morgan replied. "Ian, give me the answer now."

"understood."

Ian replied, looking at the mirror which had returned to normal.

"Then my lady princess, my answer is you."

"I?"

"Yes, Princess." Ian looked directly at Morgan, "I saw you in that mirror."

The corners of Morgan's mouth rose at first, but soon fell back into gloom.

"Ian, you're lying."

"The person in the mirror is clearly not me."

"Yes, it's definitely not the complete you." Ian did not deny Morgan's words.

"But because I see the part that is similar to you, and I only care about that part, so for me, it is you and you are it."

"Heh." Morgan sneered.

"Ian, if you say so, as long as there are similarities between me and that person, you will treat that person as me and swear allegiance to him?"

"Is this what you call loyalty?"

"That is not possible," Ian replied, "A knight can only pledge allegiance once, and my pledge is already in your hands, Princess."

【Morgan remained silent at your flawless answer.】

[She gently touched the mirror, causing the previous scene to reappear.]

【She explains to you that this is magic, a magic that comes from her own research.】

[You are convinced of this because you know that she is one of the few magicians in Britain who has the ability to challenge Merlin. 】

[You asked her who the person in the mirror was, but she replied that she didn't know either.]

[You realize that she has created a virtual enemy based on yourself, which is why she has such a seemingly plausible face.]

"My Lady Princess, why are you doing this?"

Ian looked in the mirror.

"An enemy that does not exist will only cause you trouble and should be wiped out."

"This isn't some non-existent enemy. She..."

Halfway through his words, Morgan realized that he seemed to have missed something.

She turned her head away and changed the subject: "It has nothing to do with you, Ian. You are just a knight. What you know is decided by me."

"Indeed." Ian apologized, "Princess, please forgive my rudeness."

"..."

"I'm not angry." Morgan, who had adjusted his mood, didn't intend to care about it any further.

"Ian, am I really the only one whose first reaction to seeing the mirror is you?"

"Yes, my lady."

Ian answered without hesitation. This was Morgan's favorite way of answering, which symbolized loyalty and hypocrisy.

Morgan no longer had the same doubts as before.

She sat down on the edge of the bed and began giving orders like a true king.

"Ian, kneel down."

With just these words, her knight half-knelt on the ground.

This absolute command caused a barely perceptible smile to flash across Morgan's face - but it quickly disappeared.

She opened her thin lips:

"Ian, you didn't tell anyone about what happened that night, did you?"

"I never told anyone about it."

Morgan didn't doubt Ian's words.

After all, if he really told it out, he might just lose his reputation, but he would disappear from British soil.

Morgan lifted his foot slightly.

The slender and white jade feet stepped on Ian's forehead, leaving some marks on the surface of the skin.

Morgan seemed to be very satisfied with the other party's absolute submission. She continued:

"It seems that you are not completely stupid. At least you know how to save your life."

"But I still want to tell you that to me, you are just the ashes after that night of joy, and they can be swept away at any time."

"I don't like you at all, and I definitely won't have any feelings for you because I don't need something like that getting in the way."

"Ian, tell me you understand this."

"Yes, I completely understand what you mean, Princess."

"This is what I have to bear."

[Morgan is very satisfied with your obedience as a knight, which seems to make her feel something untouchable.]

【But this is not the only reason why she called you here. 】

[She pulled out a sword from the darkness, with her name engraved on it.]

【She thrust the blade into your side.】

【You realize that she might want you to do something again. 】

5. The knight's advance and retreat should be decided by the princess