The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

Several kinds of wine are mixed in the most perfect container. The clear liquid creates small whirlpools and emits a mellow aroma.

Ian finally understood why winemakers were always so obsessed with wine vessels.

It is not easy to get a container that can completely dissolve the wine.

but--

The girl's capacity seemed to be full, and it might overflow as her body shook.

But Ian has a solution.

Under Altria's approving and warm gaze, he picked up the cork that had already been washed clean by the wine.

"Altria, if you feel uncomfortable, tell me."

"Um……"

The girl's legs were trembling slightly.

The wooden cork that isolates the inside and outside of the wine vessel also slowly falls into place.

The clear spring in the garden has been tightly blocked, so there is no need to worry about the appearance of thin streams.

"Are you ok?"

Ian helped the girl up.

"Why don't we just forget it?"

"No." Altria leaned against Ian.

"That's good."

"Thank you, Mr. Ian."

"I'm not nervous at all now."

[Your meeting with Altria ends with the aroma of wine and the kiss of the girl.]

【After a while, the ceremony of enthroning the king began. 】

[You and Morgan stood in the crowd, not so noticeable. ]

[After all, you are destined to be just supporting roles at this moment. ]

"..."

Seeing Altria on the throne, Morgan's expression was almost completely out of control.

If Ian hadn't let her vent her anger on his arm, the situation might not be as calm as it is now.

"That woman..." Morgan's voice began to tremble.

"How dare you sit in that position!"

"It's okay, Princess. That throne is not what we need." Ian comforted Morgan beside him.

"You said you would have a more perfect throne."

"But looking at her like this—"

Morgan's cheeks were distorted and spasmed.

"Ian, I'm so upset! Why can't it be me?!"

"..."

Ian understood exactly how Morgan felt at the moment.

She has never been able to accept this destiny that she was born with.

Altria is Morgan's absolute enemy at this moment.

Ian had mixed feelings.

"My Lady Princess, you think this is all unfair, right?"

"That's right!"

"I understand."

Ian touched the bulge of Morgan, which was determined to be filled with water as a protest because of unwillingness, but his eyes never left Altria in front of him.

He knew that the cold-blooded Knight King was actually blaspheming the investiture ceremony just like the abandoned princess.

It's just that she is happy and Morgan is miserable.

That's really unfair.

As a despicable knight, he knew who he should be loyal to.

"My Lady Princess, am I still your best chess piece to this day?"

"..."

Morgan didn't know what Ian meant by saying this at this time.

But these are the words she always says, so naturally she can't deny them.

"Yes, Ian, you are my best chess piece."

"With your words, I feel relieved."

Ian stood up.

If it's a chess piece, then it's reasonable to be abandoned, right?

If you are a chess piece, you won't have any psychological burden in doing despicable things, right?

If you are a chess piece, no one will blame you for using any means necessary to achieve your goal, right?

So--

Replace the king with a pawn.

Ian looked at the girl on the throne.

It would not be wrong to take advantage of her genuine emotions to corrupt her completely.

Let's start by humiliating her on the throne where no one is around.

70. Enjoying the Girl's Shameful Wine in a Despicable Way (-word chapter)

[Altria begins to fulfill her promise. ]

[She, who has been granted the throne of king, is ready to ensure that every member of the Knights, including you, obtains the status that they deserve after taking on this responsibility.]

[You, Gawain, Kai, Gaheris, Aggiven, Gareth.]

[These are the initial six knights, but there will not be only six. ]

[You know that everyone thinks differently when they look at Altria.]

[But you don’t care about that—because you know exactly what your purpose is.]

【The enthronement ceremony of the new king has begun. 】

[The first six knights came to Altria one by one.]

[She sat on the throne and gave the commendation that a king should perform in a stern but encouraging tone.]

[The last honor of talent has been obtained: Now the honor is in front of you, you need to think about whether this is your last chance in this life. 】

[Your reputation has risen to an unprecedented height. ]

【But you were not distracted by these things, you knew you had something to accomplish in this meeting.】

【Now it's your turn.】

【You walk forward.】

Ian took a deep breath.

He smelled a hint of sweet wine in the air, which was slightly cool and had a hint of shyness that was unique to young girls.

Altria was sitting on the throne.

Although she is petite, she does not make people feel pity for her at all.

A pair of eyes were looking down at the ministers, cold and ruthless.

In the eyes of outsiders, she is both majestic and courageous at this moment, worthy of the title of king.

but--

When he saw Ian standing in front of him, everything was completely different.

Even at this moment when she needed to be dignified, her eyes could not help but overflow with the most sincere girlish emotions towards the man in front of her who had entrusted her last feelings to him.

Ian certainly understood that.

So he deliberately slowed down his pace so that Altria would focus all her attention on him.

And he did it too.

The despicable knight took advantage of the last bit of emotion the girl had placed on him and succeeded in making him the only one left in her eyes.

But this was just a little test from Ian.

What he wanted now was not for Altria to just look at him like that.

"Knight King, may I receive your blessing." Ian took the initiative to remind.

This simple sentence made Altria realize that she still needed to fulfill what she should do as the new king.

She came back to her senses and began to confer the honor of knighthood on Ian.

And at the last step - which was the awarding of the medal, when the two were closest to each other, the girl heard these words.

"Altria, come here again tonight."

The girl was confused at first, and then her face quickly blushed.

She thought it was a secret known only to the two of them.

[The new king's knighthood ceremony is over.]

[You become the temporary chief knight of the Knights. ]

[No one questioned this - because your ability is indeed far beyond that of ordinary knights, and you are the father of all the knights.]

【You returned to Morgan's side with these admiring looks.】

"This thing doesn't suit you at all."

Morgan grabbed the knight medal awarded by Altria on Ian and intended to throw it away.

And Ian didn't stop her.

After the medal was thrown out in Morgan's anger, he bent down and picked it up in his hand.

With a smile on his face, he said to Morgan:

"My Lady Princess, do you want to throw it again?"

"..."

Seeing Ian like this, Morgan realized that he was being a little inappropriate.

She turned her face away.

"Ian, are you trying to say that I'm being willful?"

"My lady, being willful is for people you don't know."

Ian looked at Morgan earnestly.

“But I clearly don’t fall into that category.”

"So your behavior is not what I call willful to me."

"Knight...don't take yourself too seriously."

Although Morgan said this, his grip on Ian's hand tightened a little.

“Ian, when you went up just now, that woman seemed to be looking at you.”