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

[Although you and Morgan don't want to admit it, Merlin has settled down in Camelot as a court magician.]

[Of course, he only used this identity in name only. ]

[In fact, he is more likely to be seen in the streets and alleys of Camelot.]

[You order your children to keep a close eye on him and report any disturbances immediately.]

[But you soon realize that this is meaningless - because in the eyes of each child, the information revealed by Merlin is completely different.]

【You realize that your children may not be able to see through Merlin's magic.】

[You and Morgan wanted to imprison Merlin, but found that this did not form any effective restraint for him.]

【He can always appear where he thinks he should be. 】

[It seems that the only thing that awaits you is the path of accepting the King's choice. ]

on the balcony.

Ian and Morgan stood side by side.

The moonlight was warm and its silver glow slanted down on the two of them, dyeing everything pale.

"Ian."

"Yes, Princess."

"us--"

Morgan looked at the sea of ​​flowers in the courtyard that was dyed milky white by the moonlight.

"Have you tried everything?"

"My Lady Princess, not yet." Ian held Morgan's hand tightly, "We still have many ways to try."

"But the king's selection is inevitable, right?" Morgan went straight to the point.

"..."

Although he didn't want to admit it, Ian nodded very sincerely.

He couldn't fool Morgan.

Time cannot be reversed.

They could not change what King Uther had arranged in the past.

Only this time, Morgan was not as depressed as before.

What she was about to say next seemed to be just a very simple sentence.

"Ian, I still don't want to admit this."

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

“Maybe we can change our thinking.”

"The King's Choice cannot be destroyed, but the King may not be."

"No, not yet."

Morgan gently moved Ian's hand from the hilt to his waist.

"Let the children try out their respective talents first."

[You and Morgan cannot avoid the arrival of the King's Election.]

[Merlin announced the proof of the Red Dragon to everyone.]

[It is a sword blade stuck in the center of the rock - as long as you can pull this sword out of the stone, you can become the new king of Britain.]

[This title is really tempting. ]

[The knights are eager to try, their eyes are shining. ]

[You and Morgan further place your hopes on your children.]

【But the result was not as good as expected. 】

[Gareth was the first knight to try, but this order did not bring her any benefits, and the sword in the stone did not move at all. ]

[Amid her unconvinced noise, Aguguiwen also made his own attempt.]

[However, he only touched the hilt of the sword slightly and then withdrew his hand. ]

"I can't do it," he said.

[After pacifying Gareth, Gaheris also walked towards the Sword in the Stone.]

[It's just that his ending is almost exactly the same as his sister Gareth. ]

[Gawain is the most promising of them all—you can tell from his physique.]

[He yielded to the other knights and did not start his first attempt to draw his sword until almost sunset.]

【However, Gao Wen's results were not satisfactory. 】

[Everyone could see his best efforts, but the sword in the stone remained motionless as always.]

"I'm sorry, father, I disappoint you."

"It's okay, Gawain, this is not your problem."

Ian said calmly, but his heart was already in turmoil.

Since Morgan's children are unable to protect his long-cherished wish, he will protect it himself.

He began to make up a story in his mind about how to assassinate the king.

[Pulling out the sword from the stone is much more difficult than it looks.]

[The knights' enthusiasm was worn out bit by bit - except for Gawain, who felt that he had failed to live up to your expectations.]

[He will still come to the Sword in the Stone at a specific time to try.]

[But this effort did not bring any results. ]

[The number of knights gathered in front of the Sword of Selection decreased, and finally only a single sword was left stuck on the stone pedestal.]

【The king's selection seems to have come to a standstill.】

[But you dare not take it lightly and still pay attention to all this day and night. ]

[Until this day, a familiar figure appeared in the city. ]

【That is Artorius.】

59. I want to tell you

Artorius once again appeared on the streets of Camelot.

She was dressed in thick clothes, holding Eaststarion's horse rein in her hand, and her pretty face made her look more gentle.

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Ian sensed that something was wrong.

Artorius, why are you coming into the city at a time like this?

[You sense something unusual and instinctively want to avoid Artorius.]

【But everything seems destined. 】

[Artorius asked passers-by for information.]

【All coincidences converge into inevitability in an instant. 】

[The people on the street were walking in a complicated manner, but they were able to "make way" for you and Artorius.]

[“Lord Ian?”]

[“Isn’t that the one in front of you?”]

[“It seems to be true!”]

[After thanking you, Artorius quickly walks towards you. ]

"Mr. Ian!"

A familiar voice sounded behind Ian.

At such a close distance, there is absolutely no way to pretend not to hear it.

Ian turned around and saw the excited face of a girl.

"It's you, Mr. Ian!"

"..."

As excited as Artorius was, as difficult a situation Ian felt now.

I have already put all my thoughts on the matter of Wang Xuan, and I really don't have the extra energy to deal with anything else.

but--

The necessary hypocrisy still needs to exist.

"Oh...long time no see, Artorius."

Ian looked at the people around him and smiled.

"Let's talk somewhere else."

[You asked someone to park East Starion in the best stable for her.]

[You took her to the largest tavern in the city.]

【Everyone's eyes were focused on you and Artorius, until you slightly pushed the knife out of your sheath, and then they focused their eyes.】

[You want to send Artorius away quickly.]

"Eat whatever you want. Don't be polite to me."

Ian looked at Artorius in front of him with a hypocritical smile. No one would have thought that he had wanted to kill her countless times.

"Um……"

With the previous "lesson", Artorius was much more restrained this time. Not only did he not eat and drink crazily, he also restrained his actions a lot.

"By the way, Artorius, why did you come into the city this time?" Ian asked.

“Selling apples again?”

“No, no, no!” Artorius waved his hands repeatedly. “The course on this subject is over. I don’t need to sell apples anymore!”

"and--"

Artorius untied a small bag from his waist and placed it on the table.

All I saw inside were golden ears of wheat.

"Mr. Ian, I saw a lot of wheat fields along the way. Did you send people to plant these?"

"……Roughly the same."

"As expected!" Artorius said happily, "I knew Mr. Ian must be listening to me carefully!"

"..."

Although Ian knew that Artorius didn't mean that, he still felt a little uncomfortable.

He changed the subject.

"By the way, why isn't Kai here?"

"He probably hasn't been into the city much, has he? Why not take this opportunity to come over?"

Hearing this question, Artorius turned his head slightly and muttered softly:

"I did that on purpose."

"Because my brother is a really nice person...but he's very noisy."

A very real reason.

So much so that Ian didn't know how to refute it.