In the world of Type-Moon, start by becoming Morgan's husband!

Morgan seemed surprisingly calm.

She just asked a question:

"Ian, do I really look that terrible?"

"My Lady Princess, at least for me, that's not the case."

"is it?"

Morgan sneered and said nothing more.

She turned and walked towards the other side of the courtyard.

Before leaving, she turned around and spoke to Ian as if giving an order:

"Ian, come early tonight."

"I want to fall asleep quickly."

[Morgan was still somewhat hit.]

[She becomes more and more demanding of you, and even feeds you a potion that makes your body horny.]

[But what you see in her eyes is not desire, but endless loneliness. ]

[You know she is very sad, so you try very hard to make her fall asleep early in your own way.]

[Every night, there will be traces of you in Morgan's room. ]

【The plan has been put on hold for the time being.】

[But you are still working hard to defend your hard-earned identity. ]

[This month, you have killed three knights who came back from the front to report information.]

[While you were dealing with the body, a young man pushing a cart appeared not far away.]

[He was a blond boy, but his appearance was so delicate that you felt that gender was a very vague concept.]

【He sent you a greeting. 】

24. The boy named Artorius

"Hello."

The young man in front of me greeted me very politely.

The delicate and gentle voice made Ian doubt his own eyes for a moment.

However, rather than thinking about the triple disharmony of voice, appearance and gender, Ian was more concerned about something else.

Not far away in the land, the body of another knight was buried.

The first few times he succeeded were so easy that Ian relaxed a little.

At this moment, he couldn't be sure whether the boy in front of him had seen something he shouldn't have seen.

So--

Just kill him too.

Ian's eyes became murderous.

Anyway, my hands are already stained with enough blood, and one more death will not make any difference.

"Hello, can you hear me?"

The boy waved his hands, trying to get Ian's attention.

"can."

Ian gave a false smile.

He didn't know when he started to learn this strange disguise.

You can show a friendly smile anytime and anywhere, and you can also kill others with this smile.

Ian felt that his mentality had changed a lot.

"You are……?"

Seeing that Ian finally responded, the boy breathed a sigh of relief and then introduced himself.

"Hello, I'm Artorius."

"At the moment—"

The boy who called himself Artorius glanced at the wooden cart beside him.

"Want to go into town to sell these freshly picked apples."

"So, can you please let me into the city?"

[Artorius' words made you realize that it was autumn, the time of apple harvest.]

【You lament the passing of time. 】

【At the same time, you also realized another thing. 】

[That is, Artorius in front of you seems to have mistaken you for a guard standing guard at the city gate. ]

[If you are not sure whether the other party saw you burying the body, you should first confirm whether he is carrying a weapon to reduce the risk. ]

【You requested a body search.】

"Search, body search?"

For some reason, after hearing Ian's request, Artorius' expression became a little embarrassed.

This made Ian suspicious.

"Why? You think it's not okay?"

"If you want to enter the capital, you should undergo this kind of inspection."

"unless--"

Ian's eyes sharpened.

"You have some unspeakable secrets. So, I may have to call other people over."

Ian's words of intimidation were effective.

After he said this, Artorius in front of him immediately shook his head in denial.

"No, there is nothing like that."

"Please...please start."

After saying this, Artorius spread out his hands, made the shape of a cross, and looked like he was waiting for whatever happened.

Just at this moment, several guards passed by.

Fearing that the matter would be exposed, Ian had no choice but to search Artorius' body.

Fortunately.

He was born a knight, so he was very familiar with this process.

Ian bent down and began to reproduce the memories in his mind.

He searched the legs first.

What Ian didn't expect was...

Although he was called a boy, Artorius' legs were slender and tight. He even had the illusion of returning to the first time he touched Morgan's legs.

However, Ian is not interested in bodies other than Morgan's.

He glanced at Artorius doubtfully, while the other avoided his gaze somewhat guiltily.

The hand continued to move upwards and soon reached near the hips.

The feeling I got from the touch was still that subtle disharmony - why would a young boy have such an excellent flow hidden under his clothes, like that of a woman?

"Say your name again."

"Artorius."

Ian remembered this obviously male name and his hand moved towards his waist.

Soon the tightness of the hips was replaced by the perfect feel of the waist.

The caressing of the sides was enough for Ian to imagine what kind of figure was underneath the clothes.

——A curve that contracts inward, is wide at both ends and narrow in the middle.

Ian's suspicion had reached its peak.

His hand moved upwards little by little, and the final destination was where the chest was.

If my suspicion is correct.

Then there will be feminine characteristics here that absolutely cannot be hidden.

By that time, it would not be difficult to kill Artorius in front of him - after all, with this transgender disguise, any reason he could make up to kill him would not be excessive.

however--

When Ian touched it, he immediately felt the extreme desolation.

If one were to describe this desolation with something, perhaps the best choice would be to use the plains where war horses gallop.

No matter how hard you try, you can only lament the poverty.

No matter how you think about it, this seems to be a situation that only happens to men.

Ian realized that he had made an error in judgment.

"Excuse me...is this ok?"

Artorius's face turned extremely red because of Ian's body search, and the apple seemed not so bright in comparison.

"Feel sorry."

Ian immediately pulled his hand back and apologized.

"It's okay." Artorius forced a smile, "You did this out of prudence."

"So, can I go in now?"

"..."

Ian was still worried in his heart whether the other party had seen something he shouldn't have seen.

If it weren't for the other guards who appeared from time to time, he would have drawn his blade towards Artorius by now.

【You think carefully about what you should do. 】

You quickly got your answer.

[If you can't do it here, then do it somewhere else. 】

[You suggested to Artorius that you want to help her get into the city.]

[The other party was very surprised, but still very moved and accepted your help. ]

[Just like that, you took the wooden cart full of apples from Artorius, and you walked towards the capital.]

[In the eyes of the guards, you now have a good reputation for being helpful.]

[But only you know that these apples will rest in the ground with Artorius.]

"You are such a good person."

Artorius clasped his hands together and said this to Ian beside him.

"By the way, can you tell me your name? I want to know what a person like you would have a name."

"..."

"Ian."

"Ian." Artorius nodded thoughtfully, "Judging from their appearance, you are a knight, right?"

"Correct."