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

[Morgan completed this wedding with his belly full of your fluids.]

[From time to time, she would touch her wedding dress on her abdomen with her hands to remind you not to forget.]

[She got great pleasure from your expression of being embarrassed but having to be happy because of the atmosphere around you.]

[Of course, this secret will remain hidden forever. ]

【Camelot seems to have prospered temporarily because of your wedding with Morgan. 】

[But you and Morgan both know this is an illusion.]

【You must act quickly.】

[During the day, you do everything that a princess and a prince should do.]

[At night, you maintained your usual enthusiasm and joy, and used the temporary sage time to think about your next move.]

"Ian."

Morgan, wearing a tulle, lay in Ian's arms, her hair spread out in this man's arms.

In her hand was a piece of parchment covered with writing.

Although Morgan was obsessed with physical intercourse with Ian, he never forgot his purpose.

"The situation is not as simple as we thought."

"You may be gone for a long time."

Ian knew Morgan wasn't exaggerating.

It had been a long time since any new corpses had been buried in the land near the capital—which meant that it had been a long time since any knights had been ordered to return to the front lines.

The information connection between the two sides has long been in a state of near disconnection.

It’s hard to say whether this is good or bad.

After all, if the situation becomes critical, it is indeed difficult for the frontline to send knights who can serve as timely combat forces back to the capital.

"Yes, I understand, Princess."

"Is this your only reaction?" Morgan folded the parchment in his hand and put it aside. "Don't you intend to object to my order?"

"After thinking about it carefully, even I feel a little stupid."

"My Lady Princess, you know that I never have any objections to your orders. They are what I should do."

"Too."

Morgan turned over and lay on top of Ian, looking at the man who never complained about him.

"But if the road is too dangerous, I order you not to risk your life."

"You have no right to dispose of your life."

"it is mine."

"My Lady Princess." Ian smiled slightly, "Can I think that you care about me?"

"Okay." Morgan replied, "So you should be more grateful to me."

"My Lady Princess, when did you develop the illusion that I was not grateful to you?"

"just."

Morgan gave Ian a resentful look.

"It's obviously a little less than usual, right?"

Ian was a little surprised.

"My Lady Princess, you actually sensed it?"

"I told you before, your body belongs to me, so I studied it thoroughly,"

The two looked at each other and then laughed.

"Ian."

Morgan rubbed his fingers up and down Ian's abdominal muscles.

"Let me ask you a question."

"Please speak, Princess."

"What's your favorite kid's name?"

"Ah? This..." Ian was stunned at first, and then smiled slightly, "I like the name you like, Princess."

"Really?"

"Really, the name that the princess likes is the name that I like."

"How about Gawain?"

"Good name."

At this answer, Morgan's fingers playfully slid under the covers.

She looked at the sturdy knight with charming eyes.

"Ian, it's a long night."

"Let me be happier."

【The time came a few days later. 】

[You thought Morgan was going out of town because she was looking for her favorite flowers.]

【You rejected other people's requests for escort. 】

[You and Morgan parted reluctantly in front of everyone at the city gate.]

You embarked on this journey alone.

[You crossed the stream, passed through the forest, walked along the mountain path, and stepped through the wheat field. ]

[You walked away for a long, long time.]

【You see a village.】

【You decide to rest here for a while before continuing on your journey. 】

【But you didn't expect that you would meet British knights here. 】

[Talented Affinity·Chivalry activated: Your temperament is extraordinary, and the knights quickly regard you as a companion. ]

[You have received a long-expected but belated message from the Knights.]

[Britain's front line was ruthlessly torn apart by Vortigern.]

【You realize that King Uther is headed for doom. 】

41. The King’s Defeat is a God-given Opportunity

Ian was not surprised at all to hear the news.

King Uther's failure was a fate that even he himself acknowledged.

It would be better to say that being able to deal with Vortigern for such a long time under such circumstances can be considered as trying one's best.

In that case—

Ian looked at the British knights in front of him.

These people should be the ones who were evacuated from the defeated front line.

one;

two;

three;

Ian estimated the number of knights in front of him.

I should be able to kill them all by myself - after all, they all have wounds on their bodies.

We must not allow the news of the defeat at the front to reach Camelot so easily.

Ian's hand stopped on the sword at his waist.

"Where did you escape from?"

The lead knight's question pulled Ian back a few steps from his overflowing murderous aura.

He could only force a fake smile and then replied:

"I didn't escape from anywhere."

"I am a garrison soldier in Camelot."

"The garrison of Camelot..." The leading knight nodded thoughtfully, and then suddenly remembered something.

"Then you must have met the princess!"

"..."

Ian hesitated for a moment and chose to tell him part of the truth directly.

"Well...actually I am the knight who escorted her all the way back to Camelot."

The leading knight was stunned at first, then excitedly grabbed Ian's hand.

"Are you... the knight named Ian?"

"Yes, it's me."

"Hey!" The leading knight immediately waved to the people behind him, "Come here quickly! This is the knight named Ian that has been discussed in the barracks!"

"what?!"

[The defeated knights approach you.]

【They cast admiring glances at you. 】

【This may surprise you. 】

[You start asking what's going on. 】

[The defeated knights quickly told you everything.]

[You finally have a chance to know what the situation is like on the front line after you and Morgan left. 】

[King Uther did not reveal the real reason why he sent his daughter Morgan back to the capital. ]

[Instead, he chose to explain the problem to his troops by saying that "Camelot needs her to guard it."]

【As for you, King Uther covered up all the truth by saying "a knight that only the princess can intimidate."】

[This is considered his most unsuccessful decision.]

[Because Morgan is invincible in the minds of the knights, and you are a brave general who is impressed by her. 】

[As Britain's military strength began to decline, this argument became more and more intense. 】

[The absence of you and Morgan seems to have been unanimously recognized by the knights as the root cause of the defeat in the war.]

[But you who know everything know that this is what King Uther did on purpose - this may be the only care he has left for Morgan.]

【You realize that the situation may be a godsend. 】

Ian calmly pressed the sword he was about to draw back into the scabbard.

“So many things happened.”

"Thank you for your hard work."

"It wasn't that hard..." The leading knight showed a regretful and sad expression, "The king was defeated, and so were we."

"It's not entirely your fault."

Ian patted his shoulder soothingly.

"We also have a responsibility - we should have insisted on staying on the front line."

"Lord Ian, we..."