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

"How does the wheat taste?"

"…seems a bit bitter."

"Any other feelings?"

“…dry.”

Morgan frowned slightly - this expression didn't look like a good sign.

"Ian, the situation is a little more troublesome than I thought."

"My magic seems unable to reverse the decline of the land."

"This is not your fault, Princess."

Ian took the ear of wheat from Morgan and tasted some more.

He smiled and said:

"And, Princess, there are still some sweet and plump ears of rice among them."

“It’s good that you can notice the flaws, but please don’t forget the beauty that comes from you.”

"Your magic is indeed of great benefit to us, so I hope you won't feel sad because of it."

Hearing these words, Morgan sneered.

"Hey, Ian, you said these things because you don't want to make me sad?"

"My Lady Princess, you asked me to marry you so that I wouldn't have to worry about bad women, right?" Ian replied respectfully, "We have the same idea."

"Ian, you really know how to put yourself in someone else's shoes."

Morgan turned around and hooked Ian's chin with his fingers that had just been stained with wheat ears.

"But aren't you worried that I'm also a bad woman?"

"I'm really not worried," Ian said calmly.

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"Even if you take a step back and say that you are really a bad woman, Princess, the fact that you have spent so much time on me may be enough to prove that you are a little lacking in this aspect."

"E.E." Morgan stared at the knight in front of him. "Are you trying to say that I am unattractive?"

"I'm sorry, Princess, that's not what I meant."

"No, you are." Morgan crossed his arms.

"I am angry."

"I'm going to punish you now."

"I'll punish you by making you ride my horse for a day."

Although we know that each of us may have more important things to do.

But Ian understood that this was an opportunity to relax that there was no reason to refuse - and he knew Morgan thought so too.

Although after that, it might be a little hard for the two to explain where the day went.

But what does it matter?

"As you command, Princess."

"Well, get on the horse."

[You and Morgan are back on the warhorse.]

[You don't have any destination, but you are tacitly avoiding this question.]

[You know that you will discuss many wonderful things during this day, whether it is the wedding or the future. ]

[But what you don’t know is: tonight, you will discover another secret. ]

36. Difficulties on Horseback

[You and Morgan start to play around nearby.]

[Perhaps knowing that no one will see you, Morgan's actions have become much bolder. ]

[To be more precise, the hints were much bolder.]

Morgan said nothing.

But the snow-white hand slowly touched the back of Ian's hand holding the horse reins.

She separated her index and middle fingers slightly, creating a small space, and then rubbed them back and forth on Ian's index finger.

Ian knew what this meant.

"Princess."

"Ok?"

“Your hands are very soft.”

Ian pulled the reins in his hand.

The good horses under the two men slowly stopped, appearing docile and steady.

"And I imagine this wouldn't be your softest spot."

"Ian." Morgan held Ian's finger. "Do you know what you are saying?"

"I'm stupid, so I wouldn't know." Ian smiled, "But you're smart, so you'll definitely know."

Hearing this, Morgan released Ian's fingers and whispered:

"Ian, hold me."

"Okay, my lady."

【You put your arms around Morgan's waist.】

[It is a delicate beauty that will make you linger no matter how many times you touch it. 】

[With your help, Morgan gracefully turned around on horseback.]

"Ian."

Morgan patted the knight's face.

"Did you forget something?"

"You are now a knight to be punished by me, not a lover to enjoy happiness."

"It's my bad memory, my lady."

"Yes." Morgan nodded with satisfaction, "Then I will punish you by asking you to answer another question."

The princess slowly fell back and lay on her warhorse.

Her beautiful hair was scattered in the pony's clean and smooth mane, interweaving into a two-color picture with clear boundaries yet beautiful charm.

"Ian."

"You know?" Morgan looked at Ian above him, "It's not easy to get this horse to sit on another person."

"I need to let it know that you are my chess piece and a knight loyal to me."

“This process is actually not simple, nor is it stable.”

"so--"

The corners of Morgan's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a slightly playful smile.

She gently hooked her fingers under Ian's chin.

"If the horse senses something too strange, it will be frightened and run away."

"Foolish knight, how are you going to solve this problem while obeying my orders?"

"I'm curious."

"I see." Ian responded to Morgan's words, "It seems that I may not be able to solve this problem."

"But I think, Princess, you must have a way to solve this problem."

"oh--?"

Morgan tangled his fingers in Ian's hair.

"But Ian, even if I know how to solve the problem, what does it have to do with you?"

"Yes, Princess, you know how to solve this problem, but it may have nothing to do with me."

"But - this will be the key for you next."

"Ian, what do you mean?"

"My Lady Princess, you don't need to guess. I will reveal the answer to you now."

Ian completely loosened the reins - this was indeed an excellent war horse, and even after the reins were loosened, it still maintained strict discipline.

Ian used his freed hand to hold Morgan's hands with one and put the other on Morgan's waist.

"My Lady Princess, I think I know a place that is softer than your hands."

"And it will be the key to solving the problems we face."

"Ian."

The princess, with both hands held, felt the hand of the knight who had only thoughts.

She didn't object to the contact from the other party, but just asked a question.

"I suppose you are not a master of all arts?"

“But there is always a need for new attempts.”

Ian answered respectfully - he already had a solution to this problem in his mind.

"My Lady, are you willing to give me an opportunity to try to solve this problem?"

"You might as well give it a try."

Ian's figure was reflected in Morgan's eyes.

"I want to see how good your answer will be."

[You and Morgan begin discussing the difficulties on horseback.]

[You touched something softer than Morgan's hand.]

[As you stroke it, you suddenly recall a beautiful shell you picked up on the beach one summer day in the past.]

[Its surface is smooth and clean, without even a trace of pattern. The shell is comfortable and warm, and it is a beauty worth stopping to appreciate.]

【It is a beautiful shell, and you like it very much. 】

[The princess' legs are trembling.]

[She found that she had underestimated the knight's accomplishments beyond swordsmanship.]

[She tried to redeem herself in a way that she approved of, but found that she was already doomed.]

【According to the requirements of the difficult questions on horseback, she knew that she was the one who answered them at this moment. 】

[The problem that used to embarrass the knight has now become my own problem. 】

She lost.

[The sound of flowing springs echoed in the garden of the British princess.]

sunset.

The princess's warhorse lowered its head and nibbled the tender grass by the stream.

It didn't know where the princess and the knight on its back were going, but this burden-free feeling made it feel extremely free.

"Princess..."

"how?"

Morgan, who was carried by Ian, showed a pair of blue eyes from behind him.