The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"knight--"

"In your eyes, am I the kind of person who would be bound by external things?"

"Don't worry, this is all my own choice - including talking about it with you now."

"No one can tell me what to do. It has always been like this and it will be like this in the future."

"is it?"

Ian's voice became relieved after Morgan said these words.

"That's great."

"Princess, I hope you can continue like this."

"after all--"

“That’s the life that’s best for you.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Morgan felt the voice in his ears disappear.

She opened her eyes and saw Fufu squatting in front of Altria's grave, staring at the tombstone.

And Mary, holding a staff and looking at him expressionlessly.

"You've been talking to yourself for longer and longer," she said.

"Is this a perfect way for you to relax?"

"It has nothing to do with you, right?"

Morgan brushed the dust off his hands from burying the scabbard of Excalibur Galatine.

"Where are we going next?"

"..."

Facing Morgan's almost ruthless response, Mary still had an expressionless look, as if all this did not matter to her.

"Let's just wander around this village for a while longer."

"I think you might be able to know more about things you have never been exposed to."

"...That's fine."

[Under Meili's "guidance", Morgan began to travel around the village.]

[Of course, she didn't use her real identity to do this.]

【after all--】

[At this moment, she is a king who has escaped from Camelot.]

[At no time will Morgan allow the royal family's name to be tarnished in his hands.]

[Even though she actually doesn't value it that much anymore.]

[But it was also because of this that Morgan encountered some stories she had never heard before.]

【She realized that she didn't seem to know you that well. 】

As one of Britain's relatively strong... no, one of the top magicians, Morgan is quite good at disguising his identity.

She could completely make the person standing in front of her unaware that she was the King of Britain.

Because of this, when faced with charity from Morgan (referring to the distribution of gold coins and special seeds), the villagers who did not recognize her identity showed a considerable degree of surprise.

"Oh my God?"

"You're actually going to share these things with us?"

"what is this?"

"..."

Faced with the doubts from the villagers, Morgan thought for a while and then gave his reasons directly.

"If you really want to know the reason——"

"Then consider it my respect for Altria Pendragon."

"The fact that the great King Arthur was born in such a land is a miracle that we should all celebrate."

These were Morgan's personal words, tinged with emotion.

Taking advantage of this rare opportunity, I can finally confide in someone other than Ian.

This was a very good argument and the villagers quickly accepted it.

"I see."

"As expected of the old king of Britain, even after death, he continues to bring us endless blessings."

"yes--"

"Didn't a knight named Ian do something similar before?"

Almost the moment he heard the name, Morgan's sanity seemed to evaporate.

"What do you mean?!"

"Ian?! What has Ian done here?!"

"This……"

Seeing Morgan's sudden anxiety, the villagers were a little at a loss.

He was fine before, how come he suddenly became like a different person?

but--

Considering the gold coins and seeds, no one dared to say anything about Morgan's inconsistency.

Instead, they began to gather together and discuss, as if they were piecing together an answer for Morgan.

Finally, after an extremely confusing discussion and recollection, the King of Britain finally got a relatively accurate answer.

But the final result left her stunned.

The villagers said:

"Oh--"

"Although the specific reason is still unclear, it seems that he came here in the name of the princess."

"Uh, that's the current king."

"Haha, I think we were hoping to support a king like this in the future. Well, with just a few of us, it's no use."

"..."

Hearing this, Morgan was speechless.

Mary, who was standing by, suddenly thought of something.

She bent down and gently rubbed Fu Fu's head with the wand in her hand.

"How pitiful... such a worried look."

"but--"

“It’s a feeling worth savoring.”

"Fu?"

Fu Fu looked back at Mei Li, and there seemed to be a bit more contempt in her complicated eyes.

【I realized that I seemed to have misunderstood something. 】

Morgan did not pursue the issue any further.

[She brought many gifts in the name of Altria to the village where her sister once lived.]

She declined the villagers' invitation to stay and left that night.

[The opportunity to learn about my sister's past life ended just like that.]

Britain's night skies remain beautiful.

A few stars dotted the night sky, which was like a black cloth, shining like diamonds.

Morgan looked at the scenery, and his thoughts inevitably went back to the nights he spent with Ian.

Her eyes closed quietly, and the sound of a knight came from behind her.

"Princess, you have already left the village where Altria grew up."

"Yeah—" Morgan sighed.

"Knight, when did you go to this village, and use my name?"

"Princess, if you want to mention this," Ian did not avoid Morgan's question.

"That was probably not long after I met Altria."

"Forgive my ignorance, but I didn't recognize her male disguise at that time."

"..."

Morgan wasn't angry at all when he heard Ian confess everything.

She knew that she had actually noticed all this a long time ago, but she didn't say much about it.

"No, it's not your fault."

"No one in Camelot would recognize that disguise. Merlin must have done something."

"and--"

"Looking at the results now, not recognizing it then wasn't such a bad thing, right?"

"Princess, you are quite right," Ian affirmed Morgan's words. "My stupidity, by coincidence, was perfectly utilized by you, Princess."

"Shut up! You are not allowed to call yourself stupid."

"I'm the only one who has the right to call you stupid."

Not wanting to give Ian any chance to refute him, Morgan opened his eyes and looked at the world again.

Fu Fu climbed up the tree again without knowing when.

It looks like a cotton ball, gazing at the moon above its head, and it looks like a great philosopher.

But whether this is its intention is worth speculating.

After all, it is really unbelievable that a cotton ball can think.

but--

Before Morgan had time to think about anything, her thoughts were interrupted by Mary.

The girl holding the magic wand actually chatted with her as if it were a daily routine:

"It's a nice day tonight, isn't it?"

"..."

Morgan was silent for a moment before responding.

"Are you saying hello to me?"

"No." Mary shook her head.

"That's not a greeting."

"I just described everything I saw in the simplest language."

"but--"

Mary raised her head and looked at the night sky above her head. The stars were reflected in her purple eyes like a calm lake.

"They do have their own beauty, don't they?"

"..."

Morgan stopped and looked at the painting in the sky.

The starry sky under the bright moon is indeed beautiful.