The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"I am back."

Hearing the voice she had been worried about, the girl turned around and saw Ian holding a lot of fruits.

He smiled bitterly and said, "It seems that this is all I can eat tonight."

"it does not matter."

Altria was still smiling happily.

"If you're with Mr. Ian, you can eat anything."

click-

A bonfire was lit.

In the forest shrouded in darkness, this is the only light on the lakeside.

"There are so many kinds of fruits in this forest."

Altria looked at the fruits that Ian had collected.

"As expected of the forest where the Fairy of the Lake lives, even the products have become much more abundant."

"Well, that's true."

Ian would not tell Altria that he had actually known about this for a long time.

After all, he had been here with Morgan a long time ago.

As the place where the princess was born, Ian remembered almost all the details here - and nothing has changed much now.

But there is no need to say such things.

"It's really rich. They can even do this kind of thing. It seems that they really have great power."

"Ah."

Altria nodded, her eyes fixed on the fruits.

Looking at them, she had a little naughty idea.

She continued:

"Mr. Ian, these fruits look delicious."

The girl picked up an apple and handed it to the man next to her.

"Would you like a taste?"

"..."

Looking at the hand that was stretched out towards him very proactively, Ian knew without even looking that Altria's eyes must be full of anticipation at this moment.

He smiled slightly and took a bite of the apple in front of him very naturally.

"Mm, it tastes really good."

"Yes, is it?!"

"That--"

Altria takes the apple back.

"Since you, Mr. Ian, say this apple tastes good, I won't be polite!"

After saying that, the girl took a bite along the place where Ian had just bitten, and then showed a happy expression as if they were kissing.

But what she didn't know was.

His little thoughts had long been seen through by the despicable knight beside him.

[You realize that Altria is very happy that you are alone at this moment.]

[You know this is the perfect time to corrupt her further.]

[Your purpose is to control her, not to come to this lake with her to enjoy sweetness. ]

[You are a mean knight, so you will not miss such an opportunity. ]

This is perfect timing.

As Altria took a second bite along the bite mark on the apple, the despicable knight began his action.

He took the girl's hand and held her in his arms.

He whispered in her ear:

"Altria, let's have a competition."

"Contest?"

"Yes." Ian nodded.

"Let's see who finishes the apple first, or I get to appreciate your beauty first."

Hearing this, the girl did not respond directly, but just nodded shyly.

click-

The girl took a bite of the apple.

The knight boots that wrapped the legs were untied and taken off, revealing the stockings hidden inside.

Girls still love beauty after all - those stockings are of a style that can shrink and outline the legs.

The vile knight reached out and ripped it off his thigh bit by bit.

The girl's plump but not cumbersome legs were visible in an instant.

It is white and smooth, which is the beauty that should be possessed at this age.

click-

The girl took a second bite of the apple.

The wide royal skirt was lifted up little by little, like the rising curtain before a big show.

At this moment, she was not drinking in the way she was taught.

The moonlight at night illuminates the girl's beautiful garden, without even a trace of weeds.

If visitors tease the forbidden fence even a little, they can hear the rabbits' cries as they run away.

That is a very lovely sound.

click-

The girl took a third bite of the apple.

The king's robe fell to the ground, followed by his armor.

The girl's curves were also illuminated by the moonlight, slightly outlining a beautiful shape.

Ian lowered his head and tasted the moist snow, and suddenly a subtle sweetness appeared in his throat.

"It seems I won."

He held the girl's hands so that she could only bite the apple that she had not yet tasted with her lips.

"Altria, you lose."

"..."

Although she could only stammer out of her throat, the girl still nodded.

"Well--"

Ian picked up Altria, who was holding the apple in her mouth.

"Since you lose, you should be punished."

"Otherwise, such a duel would be meaningless."

[You picked up Altria.]

[You took her into the lake.]

[You know you have to make her fall further.]

[You already have a plan in mind. ]

Perhaps because of the blessing of the elves, the water temperature in the lake did not drop much even at night.

The warm lake water soaked their bodies, and it felt like they were in a bathtub.

Ian temporarily took the half apple out of the girl's mouth and put it aside.

Before the other party could answer, he directly took the soft tongue soaked in apple juice into his mouth.

The girl resisted at first.

But after Ian held her hand and gently stroked the wine glass she usually drank, she completely lost the will to resist.

Her body began to rise and fall, the frequency and arc completely depending on him.

The king, who was usually cold and ruthless, was now like a fish struggling in a net. No matter how he shook, it was of no use.

After a while, when the girl's body was shaking almost limp, Ian finally stopped.

He leaned close to her ear and whispered softly.

"How is it? Do you feel terrible about losing?"

"Feel, feel it..." came the murmur of Altria.

"Then you can't lose again in the future."

"Well... Mr. Ian, I know."

Although her will was almost destroyed by the pleasure, the girl's expression seemed very happy.

Perhaps for her, having such intimate contact with her lover is the best thing she should have at her age.

Ian realized this and although he felt a little distressed, he did not stop his despicable behavior.

He bent down and kissed her cheek, then continued:

"Altria, didn't you say before that you wanted a chance to continue the good times?"

"Eh?!"

The girl looked up and said in slight surprise.

"Mr. Ian, do you mean to..."

Although Altria looked shy when she said this, she did not have the slightest intention of backing down.

I already wanted to get happiness from him, so what reason do I have to refuse such a thing?

"It might be a little different than you think."

Ian continued to wipe the wine glass that belonged to him with one hand holding the girl's, while the other hand fell into the lake.

After a few seconds, the girl's body suddenly trembled.

"Mr. Ian, that's..."

"Artoria."

Ian whispered in her ear:

"Actually, I feel like it's not time to continue that beauty yet."

"but--"

"Seeing how hard you're trying, I think it would be unfair to you if I didn't do something in response."

"Mr. Ian..."

Altria's eyes revealed a sense of being pampered.

"I understand."

"In that case, please respond in the way you see fit."

"Thank you, Altria."

Ian appeared calm on the surface, but his heart was in turmoil.