The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"Altria." He called her name softly.

The girl slowly opened her eyes.

confused.

hesitate.

Shock.

confirm.

"Mr. Ian, you wake up!"

As the girl said this, she almost threw herself on the man.

"hiss……"

Ian gasped.

"Altria, could you be a little gentler?"

"This hurts a bit."

"what!"

Altria quickly withdrew her hand.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ian!"

"There's no need to be so polite."

"..."

"..."

The atmosphere became ambiguous in an instant.

The girl moved her body little by little, and finally raised her head and kissed him.

Ian did not refuse this kindness.

His fingers gently stroked the girl's blush, and his lips responded adequately.

for a while.

Ian stopped at the sound of Altria's blushing breath.

"Mr. Ian..."

Altria put her arm around the man in front of her by the waist.

"I thought I would never see you again."

"..."

Ian rubbed the girl's back.

“It’s true that you may not see it at first.”

"But Altria—"

“I hear you.”

"My voice?" The girl was a little surprised.

"Yeah." Ian nodded.

"You've been calling me not to leave, right?"

"Ah."

Altria nodded without hesitation, but seemed a little surprised at the same time.

"Mr. Ian...did you hear that?"

"Yeah." The man looked quite touched.

"It's probably something that can be called a 'miracle'."

"is it?"

Altria pressed her cheek against Ian's chest and listened to his heartbeat.

"Then I'm really lucky."

"..."

Lucky?

Ian felt that this word had nothing to do with Altria.

Her destiny, already determined;

A life controlled by King Uther and Merlin;

The emotions that were taken away when the sword was drawn;

And meeting an asshole like myself.

If this can be called luck, I am afraid that no one in this world can be worthy of the word bad luck.

This wasn't the life she was supposed to have.

"Mr. Ian? Mr. Ian?!"

Altria waved her hands in front of the man several times before she drew his attention back.

"what happened to you?"

"Nothing." Ian smiled.

"I just woke up and I'm a little confused."

"I see."

Altria nodded thoughtfully.

But she soon remembered what made her angry.

"By the way, who is that assassin?"

"How dare you do such a thing!"

"I will never forgive him!"

Although she was petite and her voice wasn't loud, Altria exuded a very strong aura at this moment.

If the king's sword is used for revenge, it will remain as sharp as ever.

But Ian fell silent at this time.

After a moment's silence, he said:

"Artoria."

"Mr. Ian, what's wrong?"

"I want to ask you something."

"what's up?"

"Well—" Ian held the girl's hands and looked at her with the most sincere eyes.

"If possible, can we let this matter go?"

Ian is certainly not a generous person.

If he had been stabbed like this at other times, he would definitely not have acted as if nothing had happened.

But the key at this moment is the person who stabbed him.

Ian knew it was Agrawen - only he could use the dagger in a way that combined an assassin and a knight.

And this is just the beginning of a logic.

The person who used the dagger was indeed Aguiwen.

But it would be a big mistake to blame all the problems on him.

"As long as Britain can continue to exist, it doesn't matter what path it takes."

This is what Ian learned about Agrawen's wishes during his conversation with him.

This silent knight actually thinks about much more than ordinary people.

So--

It was also impossible for him to assassinate King Arthur, who was invincible and had the potential to restore Camelot to its former glory, just because of his own will.

There is only one person who has the power to make this happen.

That was his mother, Morgan.

and so--

We must not let Altria pursue the matter any further.

Otherwise, the person who will be implicated in the end will definitely be Morgan.

He doesn't allow that to happen.

"..."

Altria was silent.

She looked at him in front of her and felt something inexplicably unusual in her heart.

"Mr. Ian, can you tell me why you do this?"

"Because I don't want the knights to waste their time on this matter."

Ian looked at Altria.

"We have stronger enemies to deal with, don't we?"

It can't be considered a lie.

But as an explanation, it's a bit pale and powerless.

The girl looked at the man in front of her and opened her red lips again.

"Mr. Ian, can I ask you another question?"

"of course can."

"So--"

The girl recalled the scene at that moment - this was a scene passively remembered by her body, and it was definitely not a record of her subjective will.

The target of the dagger was not Ian, but himself.

The dragon girl's body can feel the resentment attached to it.

only--

Even if the dagger stabbed me, it would probably hardly cause any harm.

After all, on the surface, he only took the Sword of Promised Victory (Excalibur) and the Sword of Rotating Victory (Excalibur Galatine) from the Lady of the Lake.

But in fact, he also possesses the sheath of the holy sword named Avalon.

The powerful force it contains is enough to defend oneself against that level of resentment.

This was an assassination that was doomed to fail.

The premise is that the target of the assassination is the name of King Arthur.

So--

Just ask about something that matters more.

"Mr. Ian, why did you block that knife for me at that time?"

The girl looked at the man in front of her and asked.

"..."

Ian was silent for a moment, then answered again.