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

Although the situation was tense and tense every night, in this situation, the two of them maintained absolute restraint.

The peace between the knight and the princess cannot be made public.

But having said that.

Compared to Morgan, who was full of desire at night, Ian, who always maintained respect, felt much more comfortable.

"My Lady Princess, I didn't expect to see you here."

"Knight, from your tone, it seems that you don't want to see me?"

"No." Ian shook his head respectfully.

"My Lady Princess, your arrival has brightened my mood for the whole day."

"Please let me do something for you in return."

"Yeah." Morgan nodded.

"Then knight, show me the land. I want to know what you have accomplished."

"As you command, Princess."

You have a legitimate reason.

【You brought the horse for Morgan.】

[With your assistance, she mounted the horse in an elegant manner, and you naturally led the horse for her.]

[You two left the city smoothly in a way that no one would suspect.]

Yep——

Yep——

The horse's hooves rose and fell on the road along the ridge.

"Here... they shouldn't be able to see us, right?" Morgan asked in a low voice while sitting on the horse.

"Yes, my lady."

Ian, who was holding the horse reins, responded quickly.

"We have come a long way, no one will see us."

"Then Ian, I order you." Morgan pulled the rope and stopped the horse, "Get up now."

"……OK."

Ian has extensive combat experience.

Even if there is another person sitting on the horse, it will not affect his action of getting on the horse at all.

"hug me."

"Understood, Princess."

Ian put his hands around Morgan's waist and while holding the reins, he also held the petite girl in his arms.

A familiar fragrance drifted into Ian's nostrils.

He knew it was her scent, and he couldn't help but take a few more breaths of it in enjoyment.

The wind blows through the sea of ​​wheat, creating waves of golden ears of wheat.

Morgan's voice also sounded quietly.

"Does it smell good?"

"Hmm." Ian did not hide his thoughts. "My Lady Princess, you always make me so intoxicated."

"I hope you're not lying to me."

Morgan gave a faint smile.

"However, since you have gained so much pleasure from it, shouldn't you also leave something behind in exchange?"

"My Lady Princess, everything I have belongs to you. I don't know what else I can leave for you."

"Of course there are still some that can be left." Morgan looked at the wheat field ahead that was blown by the wind.

"I said, everything you have is mine, even your reputation."

"so--"

Morgan leaned back a little, pressing against Ian's solid chest.

"Ian...I command you to marry me."

"Let me take away your reputation as well."

35. An engagement is not a simple matter

"Understood, Princess."

Ian was as calm as ever, as if Morgan's request was just a question about how his day was.

This made Morgan a little unhappy.

"Oh, Ian, is this your reaction?"

"For you, marrying me is such a plain thing?"

"My lady princess, my feelings are by no means plain."

Ian manipulated the reins skillfully, so that the two people on horseback hardly felt any bumps.

“I just can’t find any words to describe it.”

"But how are you going to prove this?"

Morgan persisted.

"I have no way of knowing what you really think."

"My Lady Princess, I cannot prove this."

Ian hugged Morgan tighter in his arms.

"And companionship is the only thing I can do."

"So I can only explain it to you little by little in the future."

Hearing this, a moment of joy passed across Morgan's face, but he quickly returned to calm.

"Ian, you should know that I didn't ask you to marry me because I love you."

"I understand, Princess."

Ian answered like he knew everything.

"I am your property, a chess piece for you to use, a knight at your service."

“But it’s still my most honored moment.”

"Aren't you sad at all?" Morgan asked softly.

"You are just my plaything."

"Yes, I am not sad. Your choice, Princess, has always been the path I should take."

【Morgan did not answer you.】

[But you can feel her moving closer to you.]

[The wheat field that grew from seeds created by magic was blown by the wind, and ears of rice floated out from the stalks like a golden drizzle.]

[As they drift away with the wind, you hear Morgan's voice again.]

"Ian, don't you have any regrets?"

Morgan asked as he looked at the scene of the bountiful harvest.

"Have."

"Then tell me, when was it?"

"When you needed my good morning, but I left first, it is still a regret in my heart today."

"Other than that?"

"Failed to kill Vortigern for you."

"Except for this."

"Hmm... I failed to find the hidden heir for you."

"Isn't this all my regret?" Morgan suddenly came to his senses.

"Yes, because it is your regret, it is also my regret."

"..."

Morgan elbowed Ian lightly.

"Ian, people like you deserve to be used by me for the rest of your life."

"But I am willing, Princess."

"How stupid."

Although he said this, Morgan's hand touched Ian's hand.

"Without me, you would have been deceived by countless women and had your heart broken countless times."

[You two pulled the horse rope together.]

[This is a very intimate act. Just one look will tell you that your relationship is extraordinary. ]

[Of course, all of this only exists on the premise of seeing it. ]

[There is no one else around you now]

【This is some alone time for the two of you.】

[The princess's warhorse moved forward until it reached the end of the wheat field.]

"Stop, Ian," Morgan said.

"I want to go down and have a look."

"Okay, my lady."

Ian served Morgan skillfully.

She landed on the field path with great grace.

"Ian, take me to the wheat field that's growing the best."

"Understood, Princess."

As Morgan requested, Ian took her hand and led her to a wheat field where the wheat was growing most beautifully.

This is the one that occupies the most fertile land and the most nourishing water source among all wheat fields.

So compared to other wheat fields, anyone with a discerning eye can immediately see its difference.

Morgan walked over.

She broke off an ear of wheat, looked at it, selected it for a long time, and then pinched off a few seeds.

"Ian, come here."

"Yes."

"Open your mouth."

"what--"

Morgan placed his spike-seed-stained finger on Ian's tongue.

"Ian, eat it."

Ian nodded and took Morgan's slender finger into his mouth.

And she, with a playful look on her face, gently stirred her fingers between his lips for a while before withdrawing them with a look of pleasure on her face.