The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

What is not wanted.

She has thought about it many times.

So even now when she is sick with longing for him, she is still clear-headed.

but--

All this is not an illusion.

Ian looked at Morgan, who had no expression on his face, smiled slightly, and then said:

"Princess."

"Then can I answer your question about Hana-sama again?"

"If that's the case, you should believe that I'm not hallucinating, right?"

"..."

Hearing this, Morgan's blue eyes trembled like an earthquake.

This question that has run through her life so far is definitely not a question that can be answered by a phantom in the lake.

"Ian, it's you."

"How dare you leave me without saying a word! Did I ever give you that right?!"

Morgan's words sounded very authoritarian, but his actions were so anxious.

She walked up to him and took the initiative to kiss the lips that existed only in her memory.

In the miraculous fireflies, the reunited three people merged together.

for a long time.

The feeling of being touched faded a little.

Morgan released his mouth and Altria raised her head from his arms.

"Mr. Ian...where have you been?" the girl asked.

"Why don't I remember your name?"

Ian shrugged.

"Altria, I have no way to answer your question."

"No way to answer?"

"Yeah." Ian nodded, "Because even I don't remember where I went."

"All I know is I'm going to kill a bastard."

"But now he seems to have escaped to a place I can't reach, and even his name has been hidden."

"But I won't let him go."

"If he has the guts, he can just hide there for the rest of his life."

"this--"

There was a hint of doubt in Altria's green eyes.

"Mr. Ian, why do you have such a wish?"

"..."

Ian was silent for a moment, then replied with a smile:

"No reason."

"I just suddenly felt like doing this."

This is certainly not true.

But if I tell Altria the reasons for everything and let her bear all of this, then what is the difference between me and King Uther and Merlin?

There shouldn't be any shackles in her life anymore.

"That--"

Morgan looked at the man in front of him.

"Ian, what's wrong with you now?"

"If you want to say that..."

Ian looked at the calm lake beside him.

"Perhaps your description helped these elves find a way to 'piece together' me?"

"I can feel that it is a gradual recovery process."

"Is it the spirit in the lake?"

Morgan whispered this sentence softly.

"That--"

"Ian, I may have a way to restore you to your 'human' form, but it may take a little time."

"No." Ian shook his head.

"My lady princess, there is no need to do this."

"The current situation is already like a 'miracle'. If you forcefully change it, it will only lead to greater disasters."

"I don't want it to turn out like that."

Morgan looked directly at him and shouted with an unquestionable look.

"So Ian, are you trying to disobey my orders?"

"My Lady Princess, you know that's not what I meant, but there are always things that cannot be done even with orders."

"But I am the king now!"

Morgan grabbed Ian's hand and looked hysterical.

"Are you going to resist the king's order?!"

"..."

Ian didn't answer the question.

And then Altria spoke.

"That's enough, Morgan."

"The king's existence is not to force people to do things against their will. You should know this better than me, right?"

"..."

Hearing this, Morgan turned his head away, looking very unconvinced.

"Altria, even if you don't tell me, I certainly know about this."

"But you obviously have the same idea as me, hoping that he can come back, don't you?"

"Then how is your hypocrisy different from mine?"

"I do want Mr. Ian back."

Altria looked at the man in front of her lovingly, her green eyes full of reluctance.

"But if this is the choice he makes."

"Then I will definitely accept it."

"Because love is not a shackle to bind each other, right?"

"..."

Morgan was speechless.

She knew she lost.

But she refused to admit defeat.

"Thank you, Altria."

Ian responded to the girl.

"I'm so lucky to be understood by you."

"I--"

The sound stopped suddenly.

Miracles are not something that can last forever.

Disappearances like this are actually a matter of course.

They all felt that he just didn't want to bring it up.

But at least——

His traces returned to this world in another form.

Even though only two people witnessed it, it is still a priceless treasure.

"Morgan."

Altria looked at the empty forest, tears falling from her eyes.

"Do you remember him?"

"I've never forgotten." Morgan's voice was already filled with sobs, "He was the only one who dared to disobey me like this."

"That--"

Altria wiped the tears from her eyes.

"Come here more often in the future."

"Maybe I'll see him again someday."

"You don't have to tell me that I am going to do this. There is no way I will give him to you." Morgan stopped feeling sad.

"Never... ever."

【You are no longer forgotten by this world. 】

【This is a rare and short-lived miracle. 】

[Altria brought Mordred to live in this forest. ]

[She tells this adopted daughter of Morgan your story all the time, as if you were right beside her.]

[This aroused Mordred's curiosity.]

"Mother, what is your relationship with that man called Ian?"

"You're always telling him stories."

The child's curious gaze made Altria fall into deep thought.

"If you want to ask what the relationship is..."

"That--"

“Probably my hero.”

"Your hero?!" Mordred blinked his blue eyes that were almost identical to Morgan's.

"Has he ever done anything amazing?"

"Yeah." Altria nodded.

“He saved me.”

"Wow--!"

The silver-haired Mordred rubbed his hands ready to fight.

"Then I must meet him if I have the chance!"

"Yeah...I thought so too."