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“That’s what I thought, actually.”

"Mr. Ian, our understandings are consistent in many areas!"

"That's good," Ian responded.

"In that case, Mr. Ian, can I ask you a small question?"

"Just ask."

"that is--"

Altria's hand moved down along Ian's waist.

Even though they had experienced some very shameful contact before, the girl was still extremely shy when she really touched the evidence that could symbolize their relationship.

But she still mustered up her courage and spoke to the man in front of her:

"Mr. Ian, do you think I am now suitable to extend that past?"

"..."

Ian knew what Altria was asking.

But his thoughts at the moment were not here - he was not without animalistic desires, but he just knew that he had not finished what he should do.

"That's enough, but there are more important things to accomplish."

"Yes, is that so..."

The girl quickly withdrew her hand, her face blushing.

"Mr. Ian, I'm sorry. I offended you."

"Nothing."

Ian lowered his head and kissed Altria gently on the forehead.

"Although I don't plan to continue that kind of beauty for the time being, but——"

"I haven't had wine in ages."

Ian's hand took the initiative.

"I'm still missing a wine glass."

"Eh?"

Altria nodded shyly.

"Well... I just happen to have a wine glass."

It turns out that the packaging of wine glasses does have an extraordinary influence on wine.

The wine glass that Wang took was much tighter than the fine white one.

The lack of noise in the environment also seems to affect the fermentation of the wine.

Without the whimpering sound that should have been there, the fine wine in the mouth seemed to become bitter.

There wasn't much he could do, Ian could only get additional ingredients from Changbai's scarlet snow to soak it into the wine to neutralize the bitter taste.

Fortunately.

The gardens and hills of Altria were always open to him.

He is the only one who can do this.

[Red Dragon's Gift has been enhanced to Red Dragon's Gift+: You have absorbed a lot of magic power from Altria, and you can master more powerful weapons. ]

[Percival's request was agreed by Altria.]

[The name of King Arthur will provide him with protection on his journey to find the Holy Lance.]

[In exchange, Percival's territory will be given to King Arthur free of charge.]

[This should have been a happy occasion for everyone, but as fate would have it, an unexpected event occurred. ]

[When the handover of the territory was about to be completed, Percival's father, Perrinore, appeared. ]

[He refused to acknowledge this - and challenged King Arthur to a duel.]

"I accept your challenge."

"But as a duel between kings, our bets must be of equal weight."

"Use our kingdom as a bargaining chip. The loser will lose everything."

Despite her petite body, Altria spoke words with the majesty of a king.

【King Arthur won a great victory.】

[But as a tolerant victor, she did not execute King Pellinore who swung his sword at her, but simply made him surrender. ]

"If your children are pursuing something, then as a parent you should support them."

"Your lands may be yours, but your soul may be free."

Altria pointed her blade at the loser.

She declared her victory.

[The matter was resolved seemingly perfectly. All of King Pellinore's territory belonged to Camelot, and Percival became a member of the Knights of the Round Table.]

[But this nearly flawless treatment was not recognized by The Sword in the Stone. ]

[On a night when I kissed you deeply, it broke into two pieces. ]

[Although the moment it was pulled out, all the missions of the Sword in the Stone had been completed - which meant that it was just an ordinary sword. ]

【But this is not a good thing for the knights who are on the march. 】

[It is difficult for a king with a broken sword to stabilize the morale of his army. ]

[But Altria is still the destined King of Britain. ]

[On the night the sword was broken, she dreamed of a voice coming from the lake.]

[“Dear king, you don’t need to worry about your broken sword. It is your farewell to the past.”]

[“In that clear lake, you will find a weapon more worthy of a king’s dignity.”]

[Altria realized that this was help from the Fairy of the Lake.]

【She wants you to go with her. 】

[You readily agree.]

[But what you don’t know is that this long journey will also take back the foreshadowing of your destiny. ]

75. The Twin Swords in the Lake That Entangled Various Fates (-word chapter)

On the way to the lake of dreams.

Ian, who was supposed to hold the reins for Altria's horse, was already sitting on Donstarion.

The blushing girl snuggled in his arms, looking happy and shy.

"Mr. Ian...I am sorry to trouble you again because of my willfulness."

"Nothing."

Ian held the reins in one hand and held Altria's hand with the other.

"No matter what my identity is, I should go with you to find that weapon."

"Really? That would be great."

The girl felt the warmth from the man's hand, and her heart couldn't help but feel more excited.

"That--"

"Mr. Ian, do you think..."

"Would you not feel that?"

"It's just..." Altria was a little shy.

"Mr. Ian, do you feel like we are on a honeymoon trip right now?"

"..."

Ian did not answer Altria's question, but just gave a hypocritical smile.

But as always, the girl treated it as an illusion.

"It's great to be able to travel like this with Mr. Ian."

Altria closed her eyes and enjoyed the long-lost beauty.

Her mind was already full of fantasy scenes.

[You know what Altria is thinking. ]

[But you don’t have the heart to interrupt her imagination—even though it is unlikely to become a reality.]

[You try to walk as smoothly as possible so as not to disturb her beautiful dream.]

[But you never expected that, following the instructions given by Altria, you would actually see a place that looked familiar.]

Dongstalion stopped on a cliff.

Ian looked at the lush green scenery below the cliff and was filled with confusion.

This seemed to be a place I had been to before - just taking a different route to get here.

If we use Camelot as an analogy, it’s probably just the difference between the East Gate and the West Gate.

"Mr. Ian, what's wrong?"

Feeling something unusual, Altria slowly opened her eyes.

She tilted her head back and looked at the man behind her.

"Is there something wrong?"

"No." Ian shook his head. "Nothing."

"It's just that the wind is very noisy today."

"I'm sorry, Altria, for disturbing your dream."

"Nothing."

Altria moved closer to Ian and felt his warm body temperature.

"As long as Mr. Ian is by my side, I can always have sweet dreams."

[You have chosen the smoothest mountain road.]

[You have arrived at the forest under the cliff safely.]

[That familiar feeling makes you more and more certain that you have been here before. ]

You realize that something is about to happen that will change your life.

"Mr. Ian."

Altria looked at the road in the woods, and there was a hint of thought in her eyes that were as green as the sea of ​​trees.

"It seems that the front is not suitable for horses to move forward."

"okay, I get it."

The horses stopped.

Ian and Altria dismounted one after another.

After leaving Dongstalion in a patch of grass, the two walked deeper into the forest.

have to say.

This is indeed a forest as beautiful as a rough jade.

At first glance, all you see is lush greenery and deep shadows of trees.

"Mr. Ian, this place is really nice."