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

There was absolutely no way he would easily swear an oath to anyone other than Morgan.

But this smile was enough to create an illusion for Altria.

"Thank you, Mr. Ian."

"This gives me more courage."

"Yes, Mr. Ian."

Lying on the bed, Altria looked at the wine glass on the round table beside her - it was still half filled with a mellow liquid.

"Let's drink it up."

"It's... my first time experiencing that flavor, and I can't seem to forget it."

"In that case—"

Ian reached out and picked up the glass, shaking it gently.

The wine swirled in his hands, forming small vortices.

"Altria, do you want to try another way of drinking it?"

"Another way to drink it?"

"Ah."

Ian placed one hand on the girl's leg which was wrapped in white stockings.

"Wine doesn't necessarily just go into your mouth."

"Since you like this taste so much, a more intimate contact would be a better choice, right?"

Altria blushed, but then turned her head away and nodded shyly.

"Mr. Ian, then do as you say."

The girl gently lifted up the white skirt like a flower.

千.!寻'免:,费!;小"!说::裙!:2!,5,5:5.9''5;3:0'0?' ,千:"寻.!小:'说."中!?转:裙!'5.5"'4;7,:0?"7:,5:'5,5纯洁的花园篱笆触碰到了空灵无尘的玻璃，让出了一条小小的道。

The purple wine swayed and finally poured out.

They flow towards the depths of the garden like streams, as if wanting to keep all the fragrance here.

It won't be long before Morgan has a completely drunk girl in his bed.

This is the best container for fine wine.

Bounty Summary

Opened a little longer.

Before the reward.

Monthly tickets/recommendation tickets/rewards/blades: 310/6176/16.23w/124.

After the reward.

月票/推荐票/打赏/刀片：547（+237）/8939（+2763）/16.23w（+500）/124（96）。

Around 11 o'clock.

Subsequently, this bounty will be completed with a chapter quota of 4 words per chapter.

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67. The princess’s intuition is always particularly sensitive (-word chapter)

The glass was finally empty.

Artoria also seemed to have lost all her strength and collapsed on the bed.

This was her first time tasting wine, and also her first time drinking so much wine.

The girl felt her legs were trembling and she couldn't exert any strength at all.

The extremely sweet wine seemed like it would overflow onto this bed that didn't belong to him at any time.

"How are you feeling?"

Feeling Ian's safe hand touching her forehead, Altria heard her heart pounding.

"It's okay." She replied shyly.

"Cool and full."

"is it?"

"what about now?"

Ian stretched out his hand and gently squeezed Altria's slightly bulging belly from top to bottom.

Altria's originally calm pupils suddenly widened a little.

Her legs were shaking and tears were in her eyes - this was a sign that she was trying her best to suppress herself.

"Mr. Ian, please stop! If you continue like this, I...can't bear it anymore."

Seeing Altria like this, Ian stopped his hand in time.

"Sorry, it seems I made you drink a little too much."

Hearing this, Altria quickly shook her head.

"Nothing."

"I drank that much willingly."

"Well...anyway, that's all for today."

Ian put it very mildly.

Of course, Altria would understand what this meant.

"Mr. Ian, I understand. I'm leaving now."

However, even though she said this, the girl discovered something embarrassing.

She can't get up.

Although he was still conscious, he had no strength in his limbs.

"..."

"..."

"Mr. Ian, please let me try again!"

Feeling Ian's gaze, Altria continued to try - but the result was predictable.

Seeing her like this, Ian hesitated for a moment, then bent down and picked up the blonde girl.

"Mr. Ian, this is..."

"Do not be afraid."

Ian looked at the petite girl in his arms.

"You have the courage to come here, and I naturally have the courage to send you back."

Hearing this, Altria said nothing more.

She snuggled into his arms and nodded.

Under the moonlit corridor, the two walked in silence along this not-so-long, but certainly not-so-short road.

Click——

The door to Altria's room opened.

What Ian saw was the decor almost exactly as it had been before she arrived.

He suddenly realized that living in the royal court alone was actually quite stressful for a girl of Altria's age.

After all, the only person she has now is a very unreliable Merlin.

This guy doesn't care whether she lives or dies.

Ian's silence made Altria a little flustered.

"Well, Mr. Ian, I didn't mean to leave it untied, I just..."

Halfway through her speech, she realized that she had no idea how to continue.

Because she really did it on purpose—everything in the royal court was too unfamiliar to her.

Be it imitation or secret observation.

In fact, it’s essentially because we don’t know what to do.

Merlin and his adoptive father Hector taught him the overall view after becoming king.

But how to smoothly transition into that king—they never mentioned it.

"Altria, don't be so nervous." Ian calmed the girl down, "It's not a big deal if you don't clean it up."

"However, loneliness alone may not be so easy to resolve."

"..."

Knowing that Ian had completely guessed her thoughts, Altria lowered her head.

After a long while, she finally managed to say:

"Mr. Ian, am I not worthy of a king?"

"I should be braver, right?"

Ian placed Altria on her bed and sat down beside her.

"Compared to most people, Altria, you are already brave enough."

"You just haven't gotten used to it yet."

"Then Mr. Ian, how long will it take me to get used to all this?" Altria asked back.

"I want to do the things you said."

The girl's determination was clear before him, and Ian knew this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"Don't worry, Altria."

"You will do it."

"But before that-"

Ian flicked Altria's forehead.

"Let me have a good rest first."

"Eh--?"

Covering her slightly red forehead, Altria nodded obediently.

"I see."

"Well, that's it." Ian stood up.

"I'm going back."

"it is good."

Watching Ian leave step by step, when he reached the door of the room, Altria seemed to remember something and spoke again.

"That, Mr. Ian!"

"What's wrong?" Ian turned around.

"Mr. Ian..."

Altria used all her strength to cover her belly, looking very embarrassed.

"I don't actually hate this way of drinking, so... can we continue next time?"