The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

“What a great performance.”

“It’s getting better and better.”

"..."

Altria felt extremely shy after hearing this encouragement.

Pleasing her lover like this seems to have become a part of her life.

This was of course an extremely shameful thing - as a king, she actually had to please a knight.

but--

For Altria, it is the only way to experience the life she should have.

Perhaps her pleasure came from this shallow thought.

Ian certainly knew that.

Being a despicable person, he naturally would not miss such an opportunity.

"Mr. Ian."

Altria snuggled against the man's chest with her robe on.

"It's such a blessing to be alone with you like this."

"So even though it may sound a bit greedy..."

"but--"

Altria blushed and grabbed Ian's clothes.

"I want more traces."

"Isn't that natural?"

Ian put his hand into the king's robe.

"How can a good thing happen only once?"

The girl's lips were kissed;

And all over the body were subjected to despicable play.

But she still felt very happy.

[You have further corrupted Altria.]

[When you're alone together, the sight of you might even be enough to start her getting excited.]

[Of course, this will not affect your performance on the battlefield. ]

[On the contrary, you have achieved even greater military exploits because of this tacit understanding from within.]

【Your reputation has been further enhanced. 】

[This reputation not only spread in Britain, but also affected France on the other side of the coast. ]

[It is said that an extremely powerful knight is trying to find you. ]

【But you don’t care about this kind of thing. 】

[After all, you are still far away from your goal. ]

[The Heart of Absolute Devotion has been replaced with Combat Continuation: You are very persistent in your goal, and you will never fall down because of injuries before achieving it. ]

[You and Altria are further expanding your victory.]

[You can sense that perhaps in the near future, you will have to confront Vortigern head-on.]

【But before that, something happened that disrupted your progress. 】

In the military camp.

The knights, with high morale, were conducting military exercises.

Each of them was filled with determination to win.

And under the training of Percival and Palamedes, this determination was fully utilized.

This is Camelot's absolute elite.

Now it's right in front of us.

Ian and Altria were walking side by side.

They walked slowly among the knights, accepting each other's gazes.

"Mr. Ian."

Altria lowered her voice and spoke in a tone that only Ian could hear.

"Have you heard what the knights have been discussing lately?"

"Are you referring to the rumors about the Night Assassin?"

"Yes." Artoria nodded. "It is said that an assassin will attack us at night, right?"

"Mr. Ian, what do you think?"

Ian smiled.

"Nonsense."

"If there is an assassin who dares to attack us at night, he definitely overestimates himself."

"Rather than believing that this kind of thing really exists, I think it is a rumor spread by the enemy in order to disrupt our morale."

Although her relationship with Ian would turn into a shameful one at night, Altria knew that he was not the kind of person whose mind was filled with lust.

He is proficient on the battlefield and his thinking ability is no less than mine.

"Disrupt the morale of the army?" Altria nodded thoughtfully.

"Mr. Ian, what you said does make some sense."

"In that case—"

"Why not just pretend that you haven't heard such rumors?"

Ian shook his head.

"Do not."

"If we pretend that this never happened, the knights will think that we are complacent."

"So the most basic attention is still necessary."

"Right."

Altria grasped the sword of her promised victory.

"So--"

"Just be a little more vigilant."

After saying this, Altria suddenly realized something.

"Mr. Ian, if that's the case—"

"Can I call you over here in the evening?"

"Eh?"

A girl's thoughts are always frank and unconcealed.

That is the most straightforward longing.

[Altria issued an order to strengthen the night guard. ]

【At the same time, she also openly called you into her tent. 】

[She orders that no one can come in—this is your alone time.]

[However, due to the influence of rumors, you did not do anything too radical.]

[You just reminded her how to be a good wine glass. ]

Altria fell asleep.

And Ian didn't.

He covered everything for her, wiped away all traces, and then came outside.

The bright moonlight shone on the ground of the military camp, covering everything with a thin layer of white gauze.

The knights had dozed off.

Ian didn't wake them up - after all, they had been keeping vigil like this for almost half a month.

The assassin who was said to attack under the moonlight had yet to act.

Being tired is understandable.

Is it really just a rumor?

Although he thought so in his heart, Ian knew that he absolutely could not do this.

After all, if it were true, it would be much more difficult to deal with the situation without any preparation.

The night passed.

Still everything remains the same.

The curtain of the tent was slightly opened, and the girl walked gently to Ian's side.

While he wasn't paying attention, she stood on tiptoe and covered his eyes.

"Guess who I am?"

"It's too difficult. I can't guess it."

"Mr. Ian, you are just trying to fool me."

"Are you going to punish me, then?"

"Um--!"

Altria took Ian's hand.

"I'll punish you by having you accompany me to the river to wash my face!"

[You and Altria came to the river.]

[This is the river closest to the military camp, and the knights often come here to do morning cleaning. ]

The girl sat on a rock by the river.

Dressed in formal attire, she now possesses the shyness of a young girl and the dignity of a king.

of course.

All this was just shyness in front of Ian, and maybe even a bit of lust.

"It's a real pleasure to be down by the river like this with Mr. Ian."

"Mr. Ian——"

There seemed to be stars in Altria's eyes.

She looked up at him beside her.

"Do you think so too?"

"..."

Ian didn't remain silent for long.

"Yeah." He nodded, "It's indeed a pleasant experience."

"In that case—"

Altria's hand held Ian's.

"Mr. Ian, if you want to enjoy me in the morning in the future...you can come here with me."

The girl probably knew that such remarks were too bold, so she simply lowered her head after she finished speaking.