The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

【only--】

【Faced with this kind of suspicion, you no longer have the heart to respond.】

"What did you say to her?"

Morgan looked at the man in front of him and couldn't help asking this.

"You... agreed to do this, right?"

"..."

Under normal circumstances, Ian would probably be happy to answer this question from Morgan.

But at this moment, he no longer had such thoughts.

"My Lady Princess, there is no such thing."

"Altria and I didn't agree on anything...or rather, we didn't intend to do anything that would embarrass you."

"Everything is your own choice, Princess."

"..."

Morgan raised his head slightly, and then felt that something was increasingly wrong.

after all--

If it were in the past, Ian's answer at this moment would definitely not be like this.

He would try to tell everything he knew in order to clear himself of suspicion.

But now he has obviously chosen another path.

"..."

Morgan certainly wanted to say something about this, but her pride as a princess prevented her from speaking her mind frankly.

So after struggling with this for a long time, I finally failed to seize this opportunity.

"okay, I get it."

"..."

"Yeah." Ian nodded, and finally let out a long sigh as if he had confirmed something.

"Well, Princess, I have other things to do."

"I'll take my leave now."

"..."

Watching the knight's back gradually disappearing from his sight, Morgan raised his hand slightly, then put it down again.

"Never mind...he shouldn't be a problem."

Morgan didn't know that her giving up this time as usual would become the thing she would regret most in her life.

【You have left the Round Table area.】

[After defeating Vortigern, Camelot still has a lot of internal issues that need to be dealt with.]

[As the Chief Knight of the Round Table, you are naturally the best person to handle these matters.]

You are busy on the streets of Camelot.

You kept moving among the crowd, as busy as when you just received the mission to defeat Vortigern.

[But you know that all this is an illusion - because your ability to deal with things is actually very strong, and these things will not stop you for long.]

You just want to find an opportunity to temporarily forget what Morgan said.

【But you soon discovered that this was of no avail.】

Because you can't forget the impact Morgan's words had on you.

【That was an extremely painful thing.】

【Under the influence of this emotion, you made a choice for the first time that you had never thought of.】

[That is, not returning to Morgan's side late at night.]

You arrived at the walls of Camelot—the place where you and Altria once witnessed the sunrise together.

You feel the wind blowing from the city wall, and your thoughts drift back to that time in the past.

【And it was at this moment that you saw a figure you had never imagined before.】

[That is Merlin, the Flower Magician.]

At night, on the walls of Camelot.

Ian looked at the magician in front of him, his hand slowly resting on the sword at his waist.

To be honest, he naturally had no good attitude towards the magician who had given Altria such a tragic fate.

But considering my current situation, it is not suitable for me to trade one for one with him.

after all--

She is now Altria's right-hand man. If she has any conflict with Merlin, it will naturally not be a good thing for her.

So even in such a close contact now, Ian did not act rashly.

"What a coincidence." Merlin took the initiative to greet him.

"I didn't expect to see you in a place like this."

"I should be the one to say this."

Ian looked at Merlin in front of him and responded calmly.

"Why...are you here? This isn't a place you usually like to come to, right?"

Merlin does not have a good reputation in Camelot.

He was often seen in pubs getting involved with various women, sometimes not just one but several.

This also led to Ian's impression of Merlin as a man who lived a life of debauchery.

It was a bit surprising to see him now in the castle of Camelot.

If you think about it this way——

The only explanation for everything is that he had thought of all this a long time ago.

That's why I met Merlin in this place.

[Merlin did not try to hide his suspicions.]

[Or rather, he seemed to be deliberately letting you know all this.]

[Merlin...seems to have something to say.]

"Why I'm here isn't that important; what matters is what I can bring to the table."

"Ian."

Merlin, the flower magician, snapped his fingers, and countless petals began to spin around him like a whirlpool.

"Don't you want to know what message I have for you?"

"..."

Merlin's words did indeed arouse Ian's doubts.

After thinking for a moment, he said:

"If that's the case—"

"Then tell me, Merlin."

"It's actually very simple." Merlin collected the petals and walked to the edge of Camelot's wall.

As a flower magician, he actually showed a hint of hesitation at this moment.

"Ian."

"Did you notice anything amiss during this expedition against Vortigern?"

"..."

This is a rather tricky question.

But after a moment's hesitation, he chose to confess everything.

"Yes."

"I feel like something's wrong with Altria since then—in every sense of the word."

"What happened to her?"

Ian wasn't making this up.

Ever since she killed Vortigern with the Rhongomyniad, Artoria seemed to have transformed into something strange.

Although she still has a special admiration for men as always.

But Ian could feel that it was a completely different attitude from usual.

"..."

Merlin did not answer Ian immediately, but gathered the flowers that belonged to him once again.

then--

An object that looked very similar to the Rhongomyniad, but not exactly the same, appeared in his hand.

of course.

This is definitely not the original Rhongomyniad, but something Merlin specially wove with flower petals to explain something.

And Ian's premonition soon turned into reality.

Merlin continued:

"Do you think Vortigern is powerful?"

"Of course he is," Ian replied without hesitation, "He is capable of leading the army to fight Camelot to the end."

This is a fact.

After all, that was an enemy that could not be defeated even with the three holy swords.

If Artoria had not taken out the Rhongomyniad, the outcome of that battle would probably still be unknown.

only--

Ian also knew a very important truth.

A powerful weapon like this would never be used without reason.

You pay what you give.

but--

What exactly is the price for Altria?

How...did she activate the Rhongomyniad?

The answer was soon revealed.

Merlin then said:

"If you want to kill the White Dragon, you must use a concept that is more powerful than the White Dragon."

"And there is indeed such a thing in Artoria's hand—it is the Rhongomyniad."

"However, every time this weapon is activated, a corresponding price must be paid."

"Altria chose the part of herself that is 'human'."

"Of course, this isn't actually a bad thing. After all, from the perspective of governing a country, losing humanity actually leads to a more stable existence."

"After all, as long as one is human, they will inevitably make mistakes. But if we erase emotions, we can get an absolutely wise and absolutely fair king."

"..."

Ian's eyes widened for a moment.