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"..."

【Gareth's words made you realize that Morgan had not completely let go of his suspicion of you because of your previous explanation.】

[This should be a bit uncomfortable, but for some reason, you feel a long-lost sense of comfort - just like a beam of sunlight suddenly shines into a place that has been dark for years. ]

[But you know this is not something Gareth should get involved in.]

"nothing."

Ian smiled and rubbed Gareth's head.

"Your mother is just caring about me."

"Just concern?" Gareth looked unconvinced by this explanation.

"Yeah, it's just concern." Ian confirmed again.

"Gareth, these are not things you should think about too much."

“Eh——?! How can you say that to your father?!”

"Even I said that?" Ian was a little confused.

"Uh-huh!"

Gareth pointed to Gawain, who was listening to the conversation between the king and Percival not far away.

"Brother Gao Wen said exactly the same thing as you said."

"..."

Ian looked at Gawain with a complicated smile on his face.

"Um--"

"Gareth, my child, so you should understand that this is not your business, right?"

"Oh..." Gareth nodded thoughtfully, and then seemed to remember something.

"Father, you won't be in danger because of this, right?!"

"how can that be possible?"

Ian looked at Gareth tenderly.

"As your father, I will not fall so easily."

"Hey, hey, after hearing you say that, I'm not worried anymore."

"Father."

Gawain came over.

"The Knight King hopes you can come over."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

"Gareth, do you understand what I'm saying?"

"Ok!"

After Ian walked away, Gawain asked Gareth in a low voice.

"Gareth, what did you and father just say?"

"Nothing." Gareth looked at Ian's receding figure, "Just asking his mother why she wanted us to keep an eye on him and King Arthur!"

"you!"

Gawain was almost driven crazy by his sister.

"How can you say that? Are you stupid?"

"Why, why are you an idiot again?!" Gareth puffed up his cheeks. "If you have any questions, it would be better to ask the person directly!"

"..."

"Ah." Gao Wen sighed, "What did my father say?"

"He said it was just his mother caring about him," Gareth answered truthfully.

"is it?"

After hearing this, Gao Wen's expression seemed a little indescribable.

【You are not aware of the exchange between Gawain and Gareth.】

[You came to Altria's side.]

【Percival is still there.】

[Because of what happened just now, he seemed a little embarrassed when he saw you coming. ]

【But you quickly made him realize with your enthusiastic attitude that you didn't care about this matter. 】

【The atmosphere between you becomes harmonious. 】

"Although it's a little offensive."

Percival looked at Ian and Altria in front of him with sincere eyes.

"But King Arthur and Ian, there is indeed an aura between you two that makes me feel very similar."

"Excuse me, how is this done?"

Percival said it very sincerely and very politely - that's how questions should be asked.

But Ian had no answer at all.

He knew the answer must be the dragon cave magic he had obtained from Altria.

But the way to obtain it is absolutely impossible to explain it in words.

Fortunately.

Altria seemed to have expected that someone would notice this.

She was quick in answering Percival's questions.

"Sir Ian is the most capable knight under my command, so he will naturally come into contact with me frequently."

"It's not hard to understand that you were infected with my scent without realizing it."

"I see."

Percival nodded thoughtfully.

It can be seen that he really believed this statement.

Ian quickly changed the subject. He looked at Percival in front of him and said:

"anyway--"

"You don't look like a knight of Camelot in your attire."

"Yes."

Perhaps because he had already explained everything to Altria just now, Percival did not hide his background at all.

"I am not a knight of Camelot, but come from a place far away."

"And the reason why I want to serve under King Arthur is not just because of his great reputation."

Percival looked directly at the two men in front of him, his eyes filled with a certain faith.

"I hope to find the legendary holy spear with the help of the king."

"For this, I am willing to sacrifice my territory."

【You took note of Percival's words.】

[With Altria's tacit consent, you start talking to him.]

【He is open about his life story.】

【From his story, you learn that he is the son of King Pellinore.】

[From the moment he was born, he felt the destiny he was carrying - to find the Holy Spear Longinus.]

[He proposed this idea to his father, but was rejected.]

[“My child, this holy spear only exists in legends.”]

【With these words King Pellinore rejected his son's request.】

[But Percival could always feel the call from destiny - to find the Holy Lance and return it to the destined person at the destined place.]

[Since my father cannot support me, I will do this in my own way. ]

【After listening to these stories, you realize that he believes this deeply. 】

"That's about it."

After explaining everything, Percival looked at the two people in front of him.

"You two, this is all I am willing to give, and all I want to get."

"..."

Percival spoke so sincerely that no one could suspect that he had any ulterior motive.

However, after noticing Ian's reaction, Altria directly answered Percival.

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"but--"

"I think I need to make a slight trade-off. Before that, please wait patiently for a while."

Not rejection.

It is definitely not an agreement.

Sensing a glimmer of hope, Percival nodded.

"I understand."

[The discussion did not end there.]

[Looking at Altria standing up, you know she wants to talk to you somewhere else. ]

[You followed her into the military tent.]

It is still as quiet as ever.

Ian and Altria looked at each other, each with the other's figure remaining in their eyes.

The girl stood on tiptoe and gently kissed the man on the cheek, starting a conversation.

"Mr. Ian, what do you think we should do?"

"Altria, are you asking for my opinion?"

"Yes." The girl nodded, "Mr. Ian, your opinion is very important to me."

"That--"

Ian took Altria's hand.

“I think it’s worth agreeing to.”

"After all, it is much better to be able to take over the land directly like this than to go to war."

"Though I don't doubt your ability."

Ian looked at Altria in front of him.

"But if there's anything you can do to reduce your chances of getting hurt, I think it's worth trying."

Hearing this, Altria blushed slightly.

"Mr. Ian, are you concerned about me?"

"Ah."

"That--"

Altria buried her head in Ian's chest.