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

"Ian, do you want me to leave quickly so I can be alone with that woman later?"

"..."

"My Lady Princess, I didn't mean that. I just don't want to see you feel uncomfortable because of boredom."

"Yeah, I really don't want to waste my time on boring things."

"so--"

Morgan slipped one hand under the cloth.

This is a red tablecloth specially cut for the round table. Its area is much larger than the round table itself. After hanging down from the edge, the excess part can almost touch the ground.

Salad salad.

The fabric on the edge of the table swayed slightly like a snake moving through the grass.

Suddenly.

Ian's whole body trembled.

He glanced down.

"My Lady Princess, what are you doing..."

"Shh-"

Morgan smiled and gestured to his lips with his free hand.

"Isn't it more interesting now?"

"Or are you unwilling to provide me with pleasure in this way?"

"..."

"I understand."

Morgan today is no longer the princess she was when they first met.

Just as Ian fully understood how the spear should serve his princess, Morgan also understood his knight's weaknesses.

When it comes to handling Ian's weapons, she is at a master level.

Especially under such unilateral pressure.

"You're vulnerable, Ian."

Morgan's hand in the dark pressed lightly on something.

"What do you think would happen if I defeated you here?"

"My Lady Princess, I believe you won't do that."

"That's not necessarily true."

Morgan looked at Altria who was still talking in the distance and Bedivere in front of her.

"Don't you think it's interesting to mess up this so-called round table meeting?"

"..."

"Ian, it seems you don't think so."

"No." Ian shook his head. "My Lady Princess, I just think you are angry right now, so that's why you said such a thing."

“I’m thinking whether there is another possibility to solve this problem.”

"Well, it does exist."

Morgan held his chin with one hand, and with the other hand in the dark, he pressed something on the chair and rubbed it left and right.

"It depends on whether you can find it."

【You know this is Morgan's hint.】

[Her saying this means that this possibility must be achievable, and it will be achieved in the simplest way.]

[Then——the answer is obvious.]

The table cloth once again burrowed into the winding snake.

This time, it was Morgan's turn to tremble.

"Knight, it seems you are quite smart."

"It is the hint you gave, Princess, that is reasonable."

"only--"

Ian looked at Altria who was nodding frequently not far away.

"I think it would be better to wait until we get back to your dorm to do this?"

"Do not."

Morgan rejected Ian's claim.

“That’s what I wanted to do.”

"Ian, you are my knight, and you can't escape."

"My Lady Princess, I understand."

Morgan finally let Ian go, allowing him to fulfill his duty as a knight.

But she herself behaved in an inappropriate manner.

In front of Bedivere and Altria who were still talking, she, whose interest was aroused by Ian, kissed the knight as if no one was around.

No one knows whether she did it on purpose or unintentionally.

Bedivere saw this scene and asked in confusion:

"Knight King, they are over there..."

Altria said without turning her head.

"It's okay, just keep talking."

"I'm interested in your ideas."

"Oh……"

Although Bedivere always felt something was strange.

But since the Knight King has said so, it seems that I shouldn't care too much about it.

【The meeting ended in a very delicate and awkward atmosphere.】

【Altria is very satisfied with Bedivere's desire to join the Knights of the Round Table. 】

[“As expected of someone recommended by Lords Gawain and Gaheris, he is indeed an extremely outstanding knight.”]

[“I allow you to become a member of the Knights of the Round Table.”]

【Bedivere was also very satisfied with the result.】

[After expressing his gratitude, he left under Altria's arrangement.]

【She then turned her attention to you. 】

"Are you dissatisfied with the round table meeting?"

Altria looked at Ian and Morgan in front of her.

"If there is, you can bring it up to me and I will think about whether it is worthwhile to revise it based on your suggestion."

"But protesting like we just did is absolutely meaningless."

"No, there isn't."

Morgan smiled a royal smile.

"I was definitely wrong just now."

As she said this, she held Ian's hand.

"He loved me so much that I couldn't help but respond to his passionate love."

"Knight King, I apologize."

Morgan's words were more of a provocation than an apology.

Altria had a complex expression on her face for a moment, but soon returned to normal.

She smiled and replied:

"So that's what it looks like."

"Responding to passionate feelings is indeed what a good woman should do."

"So--"

"I guess you also have sufficiently passionate feelings for Lord Ian?"

Morgan smiled calmly.

"I am already his wife. Is there any action that could be more passionate than this?"

"Or do you, the Knight King, want to deny this?"

"Oh, if that's the case, it's a bit disappointing."

Altria looked at Morgan for a long time before speaking again:

"I never deny any emotion."

"Because it is a priceless treasure to whoever holds it."

"You are very lucky to have the affection of Lord Ian, and I hope you will continue to be lucky."

"Isn't that natural?"

"Those who get it will naturally continue to be lucky, and those who don't..."

Morgan didn't finish.

She and Altria looked at each other, with a confrontation in their eyes that could not be measured in words.

This definitely couldn't be called an argument, but it was far louder than an argument.

But there seems to be no point in continuing this silence.

The young king turned without a word and walked towards the rising sun.

The princess at the round table held the hand of the knight next to her.

"Ian."

"My Lady Princess, what's wrong?"

"What I just said... Never mind, it's nothing."

【Bedivere passed King Arthur's test and successfully became a member of the Knights of the Round Table. 】

[His calm, polite demeanor also allowed him to quickly blend into the Knights of the Round Table.]

[But unfortunately, because of the kiss at the round table, his impression of you and Morgan is not that good, so it is very difficult to win him over.]

【But Morgan didn't care. 】

【For her, that kiss is something that must be left on your face. 】

[What's more, in terms of the number of knights, the Knights of the Round Table are still under the absolute control of you and her. ]

[She thought she had won that battle thoroughly.]

[Until this day, the little maid brought you new news. ]

"Lord Ian, there is a letter from the Knight King for you."

"okay."

Ian took the letter, went back to Morgan and opened it.

After seeing the above content, he was stunned for a moment.

"what happened?"