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

Ian was indeed a little tired - corrupting Altria was not an easy task.

What he didn't know was that after he fell asleep, Morgan immediately began to check the clothes he had taken off.

She searched through each piece of clothing carefully, but found no traces of the pleasure.

As an experienced person, she knew that it was impossible to hide any clues after the incident.

This means that he really only entered Altria's room and did not enter her body.

but--

Is it really?

Morgan smelled the aroma of wine and felt that something was not going on.

She found herself a little scared.

Morgan has changed.

[She starts to frequently take you out to appear in public.]

[You always kiss in front of many people.]

[Especially when Altria appears, her tendency in this regard becomes more intense.]

[The residents of Camelot praised your relationship for this.]

[But in private, she has commandeered most of your body's time. ]

【She is constantly squeezing you. 】

[Whenever she has free time, she will push you onto the bed.]

[But unlike in the past, Morgan’s enjoyment is no longer one-sided. ]

[She starts trying some positions that will make you more interested—for example, half-lying in front of you and shaking her body.]

[You are a despicable knight who covets her body, so naturally you are seduced successfully every time. ]

"That should be fine, right?"

Morgan thought so as he touched his lower abdomen, feeling the warmth coming from inside.

As long as he continues like this, he will never be able to find that Altria again.

Besides, there's nothing wrong with that.

I am his wife in name only - so is there anything wrong with a wife draining all of her husband's energy?

Morgan swore in the name of the princess that she would never let him escape from her hands.

"Ian, I command you to move immediately."

"...Understood, Princess."

Just as Ian's hand touched Morgan's waist, there was a soft knock on the door.

Then came the voice of the little maid:

"Um, Lord King Lotte!"

"The Knight King orders you to go now!"

"It is said that a new knight is going to have a meeting!"

72. The Sisters' Shura Field at the Round Table Meeting (1-word chapter, reward 11/)

"Understood. Please tell the Knight King for me. I'll be there right away!"

"Okay, Lord King Lotte."

After the maid's voice faded away, Ian looked at Morgan, who was biting his lips tightly, and said with some apology:

"My Lady Princess, you should have heard it, but I'm afraid we have to stop here for now."

"..."

Morgan's hands were clutching Ian's clothes tightly.

"Can't you just go?"

"Since she is the one who ultimately decides whether the knight will join or not, it doesn't make any difference whether you are present or not, right?"

"You are indeed right."

Ian did not refute Morgan's words.

"But Princess, she may have something else that I need to measure - this is of great significance to our plan."

"..."

Morgan turned his head away and spoke again after a while.

"Then I'll go with you."

"..."

"What's that look in your eyes? Don't you want to see me do this?"

"Not really." Ian shook his head, "It's just that I remember Princess you said you didn't want to see Altria."

"I don't know how long the meeting will last. It may be a very torturous process for you."

"..."

Morgan held Ian's hand tightly.

"Then I'm going too!"

"Okay." Ian never stopped Morgan from doing anything.

"My Lady Princess, please come with me. It will be an honor for me."

"Well, you'll understand."

【You promised Morgan.】

[You and her go to the place set by Altria. ]

【All the way, you can feel Morgan exerting force on your hands.】

[You can feel that she seems a little nervous.]

creak.

The heavy wooden door slowly opened.

Ian and Morgan arrived at the location where the round table meeting was held.

Altria did not set it at the throne.

The reason was simple - she hoped that when the round table meeting was held, every knight participating in it would be able to regard himself as a member of the knighthood, rather than a high and mighty king.

Now, Altria is sitting in the middle of the round table.

She had already changed into the attire that a king should wear, and she looked so majestic that it was hard to tell that she was still young.

When she saw Ian and Morgan appear at the same time, she frowned slightly, but quickly returned to her usual calm.

"Why did you two appear at the same time?"

"Sir Ian, I think I should have instructed that you were the only one invited? Did the servant misrepresent the message?"

Morgan looked at Altria with eyes full of resentment.

Ian knew that if he let her speak, things would become more complicated.

Thinking of this, he began to explain:

"King Knight, there is nothing wrong with the information that the servant conveyed. You indeed only invited me."

"but--"

Ian took Morgan's hand.

"As my wife, she has a little interest in this aspect."

"So I implore you to make an exception and allow her to witness this round table meeting with us."

Morgan was naturally dissatisfied.

But she also knew that there was no need for her to get upset in this situation.

"..."

"I understand." Altria nodded, "Then-"

"Just give us special permission to watch this time."

"But I have to say this beforehand. Those who enter the round table should follow the etiquette of the round table. If you offend, don't blame me for being rude."

"That's natural."

"Yes." Altria agreed to all this.

"Sir Ian, please come sit next to me."

"Today is not a specific roundtable meeting, but just an inspection of the candidates nominated by Lord Gahoris and Lord Gao Wen."

"..."

Ian hesitated for a moment, nodded, and then sat next to her as Altria requested.

Morgan sat on his other side very naturally.

then--

Ian was sandwiched between Morgan and Altria.

of course.

From everyone else's perspective, it was just that they were sitting on the same side.

But Ian, who was deeply involved in it, still felt an inexplicable pressure.

"Let Bedivere in." said Altria.

"Yes."

As the Knight King issued this order, the gate opened again.

This time, a young man came in.

He has silver hair and light green eyes, a tall and straight figure, and looks very energetic.

"King Arthur, and everyone else, it is an honor to meet you."

The young man greeted very politely.

"I am Bedivere. I came here because I admire the reputation of the Knight King. I hope to be able to serve under the Knight King and raise the sword for Camelot."

[Bedivere really gives a good first impression. ]

[Both you and Altria can sense the qualities a knight needs in him.]

[As the Knight King, Altria and him dabbled in various fields, including but not limited to military and agriculture.]

[This is a highly comprehensive assessment, and it is definitely not something that ordinary people can handle.]

【You know now is not the time for you to speak. 】

【You decide to wait for now. 】

[But Morgan on the side doesn't seem to want to leave you idle like this. ]

"Ian, this is indeed a long and boring process."

Morgan maintained a dignified appearance as he spoke calmly to Ian beside him.

"Do you think so too?"

"Boring repetition is also a rule that knights must follow." Ian explained, "My Lady Princess, perhaps you can leave early. I will explain it to her for you."

"Oh--?"

Morgan gave an unhappy smile.