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

Altria took a deep breath and looked back at the man walking behind her with a smile.

"It's just like the legendary forest blessed by elves!"

"..."

A forest blessed by elves?

[Altria's words awakened you. ]

【You can now be sure that you have definitely been here before. 】

[But the people at that time were——]

That's right.

It's Morgan.

After being ordered by King Uther to return from the front line, Morgan at that time confessed to me that he did not want to return to the capital.

This was certainly a request that could not be refused.

Finally, the two came to a forest.

That was the first time Morgan opened up to him, and it was also the first time they experienced psychological pleasure.

If I remember correctly -

Ian stared at the road in front of him.

At its end, there will be a lake as clear as a gem.

However, before he could decide whether to verify this matter, Altria beside him had already pulled his hand.

"Mr. Ian, there is still a long way to go."

"Let's go faster!"

"okay."

[Your perception is indeed correct. ]

[At the end of the forest path, what awaits you and Altria is indeed a clear lake.]

[It is like a bright gem, inlaid in the center of the woods. The wind blows through the woods, causing ripples when it disturbs its surface.]

【You realize that this is the lake you and Morgan visited before.】

"Mr. Ian."

Altria looked at the clear lake in front of her, her emerald eyes revealing some emotion.

“This is the place I saw in my dream.”

"I see."

Ian walked up to her.

Looking at the crystal clear lake, memories of the past flooded into his mind.

That was the first time Morgan cried in front of him.

All the resentment and loneliness collapsed at that moment.

It was no longer the princess he saw.

He is an abandoned person imprisoned in darkness and a magician abandoned by fate.

“No one has ever given me a chance…”

The harder you struggle, the further away you are from the other side you want to reach.

That tearful confession was deeply engraved in Ian's soul.

He couldn't stand it.

"It's okay, I'll always be here."

Ian said it subconsciously, and then he realized that the person standing next to him was not Morgan, but Altria.

Hearing this, the girl's eyes widened a little, but soon she smiled happily.

"Mr. Ian, that would be great."

"..."

Ian couldn't respond to Altria's words.

If we measure it from the initial starting point——

He was nothing more than a lowly and despicable knight who was always eyeing the princess' body.

Swearing allegiance and drinking poisoned wine were nothing more than letting desire temporarily control the body.

But after going through so many things, Ian knew that his feelings for Morgan were no longer just about pleasure.

He had witnessed all the sufferings that fate had inflicted on her and knew the reluctance in her heart.

So--

Let me become her ever-loyal knight in this world.

She is the princess of Britain. How could she be ignored and lose her pride?

Although there was no response, Altria was still very happy.

The girl reached out and hugged her sweetheart.

"Mr. Ian."

"Although you may think I'm a little greedy, but——"

"Will you let me have you all to myself right now?"

"..."

Ian's heart was once again touched by her straightforwardness.

But he still said nothing, just lowered his head and kissed Altria.

The girl's lips were still so soft, as if they were the most perfect sugar in Britain.

Just take a bite of it and you can feel the sweetness like candy cane.

The girl would cry because of this, but she was reluctant to let go, and finally became a well-behaved prey.

[You played with Altria's feelings in a despicable way, making her shy in front of you as a king.]

[You looked at her shy expression and cursed yourself as a bastard in your heart. ]

【But at the same time, you also know that you must not waver. 】

【You have things you must accomplish.】

[The lake surface is sparkling, and a mysterious light fills the sky above it. ]

【A mysterious voice was heard. 】

"King, you are here."

The ethereal and clear voice echoed in the forest.

Only then did Altria stop.

She turned around and looked into the lake.

In an instant, those eyes lit up with the dignity that a king should have.

"The time has come."

"As agreed, I'm here to retrieve the weapon," she said.

"I will offer my sword to the king."

The sound in the lake is gentle and loud.

Amid the gently floating ripples, a ray of light burst out from the lake and rushed towards the sky, as if it could knock down the stars.

When the light condensed and formed a solid, a sword blade appeared on the lake.

It was a sword with a blade made of gold, and the hilt was inlaid with gorgeous but practical gems.

The sharp sword was put into a scabbard engraved with complex patterns.

"This is the sword we will present to the king."

"Its name is Excalibur."

"As long as the king holds this sword, he will be invincible in front of his enemies and bring more victories back to Camelot."

"And its scabbard, Avalon, will also protect the king during this process and keep him out of trouble."

"It is indeed a powerful blade."

"Lake elves, I pay you my highest respects."

As Altria said this, she extended her hand toward the Sword of Promised Victory (Excalibur) with the utmost respect.

Held it——

The moment they made contact, the light from the blade slowly flowed towards the girl.

[Gift of the Red Dragon + Activated: You can feel that Altria has been endowed with some more powerful magic. ]

[You realize that the lake spirit holds great power.]

The sound from the lake rang out again.

"King, we have no objection to you holding the Sword of Promised Victory (Excalibur)."

"But it's still part of the lake, so hopefully you can return it to the lake when the dust settles."

"As it should be."

Altria responded while holding the sword in the lake.

This was an extremely simple contract exchange ceremony.

It seemed like everything should end here.

Until Altria suddenly spoke again.

"Spirit of the Lake, if my dream is flawless, it seems that there is another blade in your place that has not been taken away?"

"Wang, you are right."

The voice in the lake quickly responded to Altria's question.

"There is indeed one blade that was not taken away when it should have been taken away - it is the blade that is the counterpart of Excalibur."

"Its name is Excalibur Gallatin."

"In that case—"

There was a certain determination in Altria's green eyes.

"Can I take it with me?"

"..."

The sounds in the lake fell silent for a moment.

"King, even you shouldn't hold two swords in the lake."

"What if it's not me who takes it out, but someone else who has enough ability?"

"That may be possible."

The voice in the lake responded neither arrogantly nor humbly.

"But the outcome is not chosen by us, but by Excalibur Gallatin itself."

Altria didn't say anything else, but looked at Ian beside her.

Her meaning was obvious - she hoped that he could take out the Excalibur Gallatin.

Ian didn't hesitate.

He came to the lake like Altria did.