The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"Well, this should have happened a long time ago. It was outrageous to take a piece of cloth or something like that before."

"Yes, yes..."

Artorius covered her ponytail, looking a little embarrassed by the compliments.

However, she soon seemed to remember something and spoke again in a low voice.

"Mr. Ian, you will take those injured knights back later, right?"

Ian nodded.

"Well, that's right."

"Then...will we have a chance to meet again in the future?" Artorius raised his head, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

"Maybe, but I can't tell when."

"That--"

Artorius pointed a finger at Ian.

"Mr. Ian, could you please come over here for a moment?"

"..."

Although he didn't know what Artorius wanted to do, Ian still moved closer as she requested.

Mua——

The girl's lips gently left a sweet, soft and moist trace on the weathered cheek.

"Artorius, you..."

"I'm just giving it a try! Mr. Ian, please forget about this and what happened that day! There will be a better me to do these things in the future!"

"Well, please be careful on the road!"

After saying these words, Artorius covered his mouth in panic and ran away.

With a clang—he accidentally kicked over an iron bucket.

Everything returned to silence.

Ian was the only one left there, holding his cheek.

50. The possessions of possessions are still possessions

[The knights woke up one after another. ]

【They greeted you.】

[You responded to them one by one, but you were thinking about something else. ]

You find that Artorius's kiss makes you feel something fluttery inside.

You realize this is not the right emotion.

【You decide to keep it in your heart and never show it to anyone. 】

[Kai finally agreed that you are a good person.]

[He gave you the horse he had raised for a long time as a gift in return for you giving Eaststarion to Artorius.]

[Before you left, Kai apologized to you very sincerely.]

【He hopes you can forget all the unpleasant things that happened before. 】

[You look at him and find it a little funny—because you don’t take him seriously at all.]

【But you also realize that this is a brother's concern for his sister. 】

【You continue your hypocrisy, and show him in a gentle manner that you don't mind these things at all. 】

[This makes him feel that you are a generous person, and he feels even more guilty about his previous suspicion.]

[Artorius did not come out to see you off.]

【But you know she's just shy from the previous kiss. 】

[Sure enough, you soon found her hiding behind the tree and watching you. ]

【She also discovered that you discovered her. 】

[You smiled at each other and said nothing more.]

[You left the village with these knights who returned from the front line amid the farewell.]

[You are far away from the village.]

[You have arrived at a forest—it doesn’t look like a forest that people often visit.]

[In the woods, you stopped.]

"Master Ian, what's wrong?"

The knights looked at Ian who had stopped, all of them confused.

Ian turned around and placed a hand on the blade at his waist.

"nothing."

"I just want to ask you a favor."

"what's up?"

"that is--"

Ian drew the sword from his waist and pointed it at the group of injured knights in front of him.

"Can you please die here in peace?"

"what?!"

[You killed all the knights who were accompanying you.]

[This is not a difficult task for you - after all, these are all injured knights. I didn't take action before because I was afraid that other defeated knights would see it.]

【But in this forest, you don’t have to worry about this problem. 】

[The reason why you do this is also very simple. 】

[You are not sure whether Morgan's magic can affect this group of "latecomers". Rather than taking the risk of having them return to the capital to witness everything you and Morgan have fabricated, it is better to kill them here before that.]

【It's all for Morgan, but it's also all for you.】

Ian bent down, pulled the blade out of the last knight's chest, then dragged the bleeding corpse aside and hid it.

I have done this kind of thing many times, and the edges and corners in my heart have long been smoothed out, leaving nothing behind.

But to say that I felt no guilt at all would be a complete lie.

He fled thousands of miles away wounded, but was eventually killed by his companions.

This ending is indeed a bit cruel.

But Ian had to do it.

"If you want revenge after death, come find me."

Ian wiped the blood off his face and put the blade back into his scabbard.

"All this has nothing to do with Princess."

"I am willing to take responsibility for all my actions - but at least I can't let you break it all now."

Horse hooves rise and fall.

Ian once again embarked on a journey alone.

[You left the forest where the knight's bones were buried.]

[You continue riding towards the royal capital.]

[This is a lonely journey, with only the cold wind and the sun to accompany you. ]

【You spent a period of time alone, day and night. 】

[But you don't care about all this, after all, you have experienced much longer and more painful times. ]

【One morning, you climbed over a mountain. 】

[You are very happy because you know that if you walk a little further, you will be able to see Camelot.]

【But you didn't expect to see something unexpected at the foot of the mountain. 】

It's a wheat field.

Ian had never expected to see a wheat field here—at least, he had never seen one here before, on his way out of Camelot.

"Lord Ian!"

Such shouts were heard from the wheat field.

Then a group of figures emerged from all directions and approached him.

"You are finally back!"

"..."

Ian's eyes swept over the people in front of him, and after seeing some slightly familiar faces, he realized that these were the refugees who had followed him.

"Why are you here? Who asked you to come here?"

"It was the princess who asked us to open up the land here!" the refugees answered in unison.

"Princess?" Ian was a little confused.

"Yeah... is that weird?"

An elegant figure walked out from the wheat field - it was Morgan.

"My husband is away for something. As a wife, isn't it reasonable for me to take care of these things for him?"

"king……"

The words came to his lips, but Ian swallowed them back.

As he was nominally the King of Lot, it was indeed somewhat inappropriate for him to address Morgan as "Princess" in public.

However, Morgan himself solved this problem very cleverly.

"Ian, my husband, I am tired now, please take me back to the city."

"oh, I understand now."

【You ushered Morgan onto his horse.】

[As the refugees bid farewell, you and she rode slowly towards Camelot.]

[Horse hooves rose and fell on the ridges of the fields, leaving a trail of footprints.]

[You see ears of wheat blooming on both sides.]

You realize Morgan has done a lot during this time.

"Princess."

Ian held the reins, looked at the rice ears on both sides, and asked Morgan in his arms with some emotion.

"Did you create all these wheat fields?"

Morgan did not answer the question directly, but instead said something that seemed unrelated.

"Ian, I thought I said you were mine?"

"Yes, Princess, you did."

"So--"

"Since you are already my property, then everything that property does is still my property."

Morgan's fingers gently stroked the back of Ian's hand.

"Isn't it reasonable to take care of my belongings?"

"And Ian, don't you think it would be smart to praise me at this time?"