The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"Altria, how far do you plan to expand the Knights?"

"At least we can fill up the round table that has been handed down, right?" The girl did not hide her purpose. "This way, I will be more relaxed when deciding on a strategy."

"And after that?"

"Not after that."

Altria moved closer to Ian and took his hand.

"When I think it's reasonable enough, I will lead my troops out to defeat those who should be defeated."

"Then--"

"Then what?"

Altria looked up at Ian, smiled slightly, and didn't continue speaking.

"nothing."

"But, Mr. Ian..."

The girl's legs trembled slightly.

"No wine tasting today?"

"I... specially sent people to get a lot of different wines!"

"..."

Ian realized that he had indeed let Altria develop a strange habit.

But what's wrong with that?

A king who is played by himself alone is the best puppet.

"Of course I'll try it."

Ian stroked Altria's long golden hair.

"But we have to try a new approach."

"A new way?"

"Yeah." Ian nodded and wiped the girl's lips.

"I want to see you compete against yourself."

Artoria understood and turned her face slightly away.

"Um...Mr. Ian, I understand."

[It turns out that not all drinking methods are created equal.]

[Altria is better at the method you taught her than letting the wine flow down her throat.]

[But no matter what, she had drunk enough. ]

[But she doesn't want to miss every moment she spends alone with you. ]

[So she was drunk and managed to hold on until dawn before falling into a deep sleep.]

[You covered her with a blanket, tidied up everything in the room, hid the white dress in her closet, and left the king's clothes at her bedside.]

[You kissed her, and then left here in the last bit of darkness before sunrise.]

【You return to your and Morgan's room.】

【You notice that she sits directly there this time. 】

[But you are not surprised - after all, it was similar last time. ]

"Ian, where have you been?"

Morgan looked at the knight who had just returned at sunrise, and there was clearly a hint of blame in his tone.

And Ian said very frankly:

"My Lady Princess, I spent the night at Altria's place."

"you!"

Morgan's eyes widened.

"Why are you going to her again?!"

"Because there is something to discuss."

Ian was not flustered. He sat next to Morgan.

"My Lady Princess, I discussed with her the future development of the Knights Order and our next plans."

"..."

Morgan had no doubt about Ian's ability to gather intelligence.

"Then what did she say?"

"She seems to be planning to grow the Order to the point where it can seat the entire round table."

"..."

Morgan's eyes suddenly turned into surprise.

"Is she crazy? Then there must be some strange people coming into the Knights' Order?"

"So she plans to let the existing knights conduct the first round of screening, and she herself will be responsible for the final assessment."

Morgan was silent.

Ian knew that if she were to do it, she would probably do it in a similar way.

Altria's decision on such matters is not foolish just because she is a girl.

"My Lady Princess, the key is actually at the back."

"behind?"

"Yes, the key to this information actually lies in the idea of ​​attacking Vortigern that she mentioned later."

Morgan is not stupid.

She soon realized the hidden meaning in Ian's words.

"You mean, maybe we can take advantage of this opportunity to do something?"

"Yes." Ian nodded.

"If we can win more Knights of the Round Table in this selection, then we will have enough say in the army fighting outside or in the guards staying in Camelot."

Morgan did not answer you.

[But you can tell from the change in her eyes that she now believes it all.]

"Ian, is this the result of your hard work all night?"

"Yes, Princess." Ian said without hesitation.

"But why do you smell like alcohol?"

"Because I drank with Altria - just like last time."

There is no problem with that statement.

It wasn't a lie - they were all drinking.

After a long silence, Morgan slowly raised his head and kissed Ian lightly.

"Thanks a lot."

"Get some rest."

"Understood, Princess."

Ian was indeed a little tired - corrupting Altria was not an easy task.

What he didn't know was that after he fell asleep, Morgan immediately began to check the clothes he had taken off.

She searched through each piece of clothing carefully, but found no traces of the pleasure.

As an experienced person, she knew that it was impossible to hide any clues after the incident.

This means that he really only entered Altria's room and did not enter her body.

but--

Is it really?

Morgan smelled the aroma of wine and felt that something was not going on.

She found herself a little scared.

Morgan has changed.

[She starts to frequently take you out to appear in public.]

[You always kiss in front of many people.]

[Especially when Altria appears, her tendency in this regard becomes more intense.]

[The residents of Camelot praised your relationship for this.]

[But in private, she has commandeered most of your body's time. ]

【She is constantly squeezing you. 】

[Whenever she has free time, she will push you onto the bed.]

[But unlike in the past, Morgan’s enjoyment is no longer one-sided. ]

[She starts trying some positions that will make you more interested—for example, half-lying in front of you and shaking her body.]

[You are a despicable knight who covets her body, so naturally you are seduced successfully every time. ]

"That should be fine, right?"

Morgan thought so as he touched his lower abdomen, feeling the warmth coming from inside.

As long as he continues like this, he will never be able to find that Altria again.

Besides, there's nothing wrong with that.

I am his wife in name only - so is there anything wrong with a wife draining all of her husband's energy?

Morgan swore in the name of the princess that she would never let him escape from her hands.

"Ian, I command you to move immediately."

"...Understood, Princess."

Just as Ian's hand touched Morgan's waist, there was a soft knock on the door.

Then came the voice of the little maid:

"Um, Lord King Lotte!"

"The Knight King orders you to go now!"

"It is said that a new knight is going to have a meeting!"

72. The Sisters' Shura Field at the Round Table Meeting (1-word chapter, reward 11/)

"Understood. Please tell the Knight King for me. I'll be there right away!"

"Okay, Lord King Lotte."

After the maid's voice faded away, Ian looked at Morgan, who was biting his lips tightly, and said with some apology:

"My Lady Princess, you should have heard it, but I'm afraid we have to stop here for now."

"..."

Morgan's hands were clutching Ian's clothes tightly.

"Can't you just go?"

"Since she is the one who ultimately decides whether the knight will join or not, it doesn't make any difference whether you are present or not, right?"