The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"Then...I am your wife!"

"..."

For a moment, Ian really couldn't refute what Guinevere said.

At the same time, he also felt the persistence in her words - she always seemed to show an extremely tenacious side in certain things.

After thinking for a moment, he decided to do something to respond to Guinevere's kindness.

The knight lowered his head and leaned close to the ear of the king, whom he had just kissed.

"Lily, is this okay for tonight?"

"..."

As Aultria listened to Ian's words, the expression on her face gradually changed from happiness to shock, then slowly returned to understanding, and finally to agreement.

"no problem."

"what!"

The whispering between Altria and Ian made Guinevere feel a little uneasy.

She really didn't like the situation where she was the only one who knew nothing.

This is especially true in front of Artoria and Ian, whom he values very much!

"Lily, um, um, what do you mean by this—are you trying to exclude me?!"

"Nothing."

"I just want to ask for Altria's consent."

"agree?"

Guinevere had a thought in her mind that was a little unpleasant, but at the same time seemed a little tempting.

She climbed up from the man's lap and looked at him in confusion as he said this.

"what do you mean……"

"It's very simple." Ian temporarily left Altria's ear and came to Guinevere who had just gotten up.

"Tonight's words—"

"Lily agreed that I would only attack you."

"..."

"Eh?!"

Guinevere felt like her breathing was about to stop.

[This is how you respond to Guinevere—temporarily pour out all your love for tonight on her.]

[This way, I can respond to her while letting her get familiar with all this, killing two birds with one stone.]

[Of course, this doesn't mean that you ignore Altria's feelings.]

If she doesn't like it, you won't do it.

[But you know that Altria would not disagree—after all, Guinevere is her only friend in this world.]

"Well, let's get started."

[Saying this, you and Guinevere clasped your hands together under Altria's gaze.]

[This is an intimate expression that only occurs when two people are in love.]

[Guinevere realized that she was truly attracted to you, and you also vaguely sensed this.]

【only--】

[Whether it's you or Guinevere, you both know that now is not the time to "discuss" this in front of Altria.]

"Yes, please let me experience the bliss of this world."

[Guinevere said this and then slowly closed her eyes.]

【However--】

【The result of the matter was not as perfect as imagined. 】

Late night in Camelot.

Everything was quiet, only rays of moonlight shone through the window and fell into the king's room.

In the depths of silence, Artoria, the King of Camelot, had her hands held by Ian from behind.

Everything.

It was like the moment many years ago when the girl was toyed with by the knight she loved by the lake.

Except that there was a sleeping Guinevere beside them.

call--

A cold wind blew.

This kind of thing is over for the time being.

Looking at her in front of him, Ian felt a little embarrassed.

"Altria...it ended up like this...we clearly agreed it would be..."

"There's nothing we can do about it."

Artoria, lying on the bed, comforted the man instead.

At this moment, she was actually a little embarrassed - after all, everything was no longer as smooth as before, and facing this situation that needed to be repeated constantly, she still felt a little uncomfortable.

But her tone was still so gentle.

"Because Guinevere fainted."

"There's nothing we can do about it."

Just as Altria said, Guinevere was clearly the protagonist of the night, but just one soul-deep contact made her faint.

perhaps……

There are still many differences between actual combat and theory, right?

In the end, the knight and the king did what they did before.

Ian didn't know what to say about this - but he felt that Altria had mastered some techniques that made him unable to extricate himself.

When exactly did this happen...

Just as the man was thinking, Altria's voice came again.

"Well, can I ask you a question?"

"of course can."

"That--"

Artoria turned around and looked at the knight behind her.

"If one day, you can live alone with me."

"Would you... be willing?"

66⑥. Lily: I love you no matter what (4k)

"..."

Knowing that Altria would never ask a question casually, Ian immediately realized that she must have thought of something again.

"Lily, what do you mean..."

"Living alone with you?"

"Yes." Altria nodded, "It means exactly what it says."

"If there were such a chance—"

"If you and I could live alone, what would you choose?"

"This……"

Ian held Altria's hand, but didn't know how to answer her question.

After all, in a sense...

This is a situation that is simply impossible.

Artoria is the king of Camelot and also the king of Britain.

Wanting to be alone with Ian at all costs is obviously impossible.

unless……

No.

No unless.

All of Altria's actions so far have been for the land of Camelot.

How could she...let go of this place?

Thinking of this, Ian became much more indifferent - he quickly pointed out a very "fatal" problem in Altria's words.

"Lily."

"Although I don't know why you would ask such a question, but this kind of thing is simply impossible, right?"

"After all, didn't you just ask Guinevere to do this for us?"

"Living alone or something, are you really willing to do that?"

"..."

Altria suddenly smiled.

After her personality was influenced by the Holy Spear, Ian rarely saw her with this expression.

"kindness."

"I'm just saying this hypothetically—if we could really live alone, would you be willing?"

"This assumption does not exist,"

"existing."

Altria said very seriously.

"If I say it exists, then it exists."

"Well, let me know what you think!"

"..."

You realize that Artoria seems to have fallen into some strange obsession.

[This seemingly absurd question might be a reflection of her inner concerns at the moment.]

【So--】

【Let’s answer this question properly. 】

"So how do you want me to answer?"

Ian asked this as he looked at the girl's jade-like back in front of him.

"Lily, what do you want me to do—or how should I respond to your invitation?"

"Does that need to be said?"

Altria expressed her inner thoughts almost without hesitation.

"I certainly hope you can keep up with me regardless."

"But this kind of thing..."

The girl's eyes dimmed a little, and she looked like an emerald that had lost its color.