The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"If we were to use the common sense, this would be a name full of curses."

"A name full of curses?"

Ian frowned.

"If that's the case, then why are you still..."

"Because that is the 'original meaning' - rebellion and unruliness." The Lady of the Lake looked at the Sword of Promised Victory (Excalibur) that Artoria once held.

"But after it was named 'Pendragon', it became a name that symbolizes happiness."

"This kind of happiness will even bless her who doesn't even exist here."

"..."

The words of the Lady of the Lake are quite obscure and difficult to understand.

【But you find yourself unexpectedly able to understand what she wants to express. 】

[This is all thanks to Mary - she once explained to you that the world you live in is not unique and perfect.]

【So, according to this idea...】

[This also means that there are other children with the name "Mordred" who have been blessed with good fortune.]

【The moment you realize this, you have another bad thought. 】

If it's a good thing that your child with Altria is named "Mordred"—

[Then the child of you and Guinevere wouldn't be...]

The more he thought about it, the more something seemed wrong. Ian felt that he had to immediately confirm whether the situation was what he thought.

"I understand."

"Thank you for offering such wonderful blessings to the child of Altria and I."

"So……"

The man's eyes swept over all the lake fairies present.

"Next, it's time for the sad bad news."

Don't be like this...

Don't...

Ian had never hoped so much that all his guesses were wrong.

But fate always likes to play some not-so-funny jokes at times like this.

The leading fairy in the lake seemed to be "controlled" by Ian and said;

"Now that we've mentioned the children."

"Aside from you and Altria's child, you should know that you and that familiar named Guinevere have a similar situation."

"..."

as predicted.

It was just as the man had guessed—but he had no hope of being right.

After pondering for a moment, Ian decided to fight for a little more "benefits" for his and Guinevere's child.

"According to you, that child hasn't even been born yet, but as the price of blessing my child with Altria, you gave him a cursed name?"

"If that's the case, Altria would never agree to it. She can't watch her best friend fall into such pain."

"Although she is gone, I hope you can take back this curse and the name 'Mordred', as if it had never been a blessing."

This is a relatively suitable solution.

Based on his understanding of Altria, Ian can be 100% sure that the kind girl will absolutely agree with him doing this.

Just treat it like a dream.

The man believed that his child with Artoria would be able to live well even without the blessing of the fairies in the lake.

however--

The fairy in the lake shook her head at this moment.

Ian thought she was going to refuse this request to take back both the blessing and the curse, and when he was about to argue, he heard the other party's words again.

"I don't know where you misunderstood, but we absolutely cannot bring down a so-called curse after agreeing to your request."

"We...cannot bless that child."

"Why?" Ian was puzzled. "If it's just a name, it should be easy for you to do it, right?"

"Common sense suggests this is indeed the case..."

"But what if that child never existed in the first place?"

"..."

Ian was stunned for a moment, and his tense spirit instantly made him understand what this meant.

"You mean—Guinevere isn't pregnant at all?"

"..."

Silence is the best answer at this moment.

"No, this is impossible..." Ian couldn't accept this for a moment, "She is not the same as Lily..."

"Have you forgotten her identity, Ian Pendragon?"

Came the voice of the lake fairy.

"She's a familiar, isn't she? Originally, a being created by humans to fulfill their own desires."

"She can transform into a nightingale, so naturally she can also make herself pregnant at her own 'will.'"

"Of course, she may not have meant it."

"and many more……"

Ian paused as the Lady of the Lake spoke.

"You mean, she didn't even realize this was her own reaction?"

"Yes."

The fairy in the lake nodded, and then showed a regretful look.

"And what's even worse is—"

"Her lifespan seems to be coming to an end."

678. Late Night Conversation with Altria (4k)

At this moment, Ian realized how bad the "bad news" the fairies in the lake were talking about was.

Guinevere...has reached the end of her life?

In any case, Ian found it hard to believe this fact.

"Are you kidding me?"

The man looked at the road he came from and shook his head in disbelief.

"Weier, doesn't she look okay?"

"The essence of a matter cannot be judged solely by appearances—" the leading Fairy of the Lake responded calmly, "Just like a candle, no one would expect it to suddenly go out at some point before it has burned out, right?"

"..."

The Lady of the Lake left Ian speechless with just one sentence.

He realized that his understanding of familiars was still too superficial.

"Is there no way to save her?"

Ian couldn't help but ask.

"Since you can detect it, there must be a way to save her, right?"

"I'm so sorry." There was a hint of apology in the fairy's tone.

"Ian Pendragon, the reason for the birth of each familiar is different. Although we know this situation will occur, there is no way to prevent it."

"..."

Ian wanted to say something more, but he felt that the fairy in the lake was not the right person to vent his resentment.

"I see."

"Thank you for telling me all this."

"Um... I'm sorry."

Your contact with the fairies in the lake ended in a faint sadness.

[You returned to Altria and Guinevere.]

"Why did you take so long?"

Guinevere supported her hips with her hands, looking a little unhappy.

"Didn't we agree to only be gone for a short while?!"

"..."

Looking at Guinevere who was questioning him angrily, Ian's mind replayed the words the Lady of the Lake had said to him.

The woman in front of me...is this the end of her life?

This is impossible, right?

This is surely impossible?

"..."

The corners of Altria's eyebrows twitched slightly—that was her reaction as if she had noticed something.

Soon, she spoke:

"Weier, don't be angry with En."

"He must have his own reasons for doing this. Perhaps he wants to learn more about us."

"after all……"

The girl touched her belly, and a hint of happiness appeared on her cheeks.

"We just received the fairies' blessing, didn't we?"

"..."

Guinevere might have wanted to say something more, but after hearing what Altria said, she suppressed her thoughts.

"is it?"

"I very much hope so—"

"Yeah! So what did the fairies of the lake tell you?"

"..."

Ian glanced at Altria, then at Guinevere. After a moment's silence, he spoke:

"Let's get out of here first."

"I'll tell you guys slowly on the way."

You have returned to the entrance of the Holy Lake.

[After a night of corrections, the horse that was responsible for carrying you has also been fully repaired.]

After a moment of tidying up, you once again took on the role of "horseman."

You rode the well-maintained horse and left with Altria and Guinevere.

You feel quite complicated—after all, you just learned about such a terrible thing.