The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

After careful consideration, you selectively tell only half of what the Fairy of the Lake had just told you.

【certainly. 】

[This half, of course, refers to the fact that your child with Altria was named "Mordred."]

[As for the fact that Guinevere's lifespan has come to an end, you have concealed it for the time being.]

"This……"

Guinevere's eyes widened slightly when she heard Ian's words.

Those blue and white eyes were now showing waves of surprise.

"is this real?"

"Mordred Pendragon? Is that the name the Ladies of the Lake gave you?"

"It's not a name given to me," the knight riding the horse explained slowly, "but a name given to the child of Lily and me."

"no!"

Guinevere was a little anxious.

"What kind of blessing is this? How can you just give someone a random name and think it's a blessing? You should give them something better, right?"

"and……"

Guinevere looked at Altril, who was sitting next to her, and her expression seemed a little embarrassed.

"Shouldn't the child's name... be decided by both the father and the mother?"

"Having a bunch of lake fairies from nowhere come up with names and stuff...isn't that really weird?"

"..."

Ian didn't rush to answer Guinevere's questions.

Or rather, this was actually what he was concerned about.

After all, the Lady of the Lake had promised her that this name would definitely be recognized and liked by Altria.

just now……

This is the perfect time to verify whether their "predictions" are accurate.

If this is wrong... then the statement that Guinevere's life is coming to an end may also be wrong!

however--

The more you expect something, the less likely it is to happen.

People who take the initiative to get close to someone usually have a lot of bad things to say about them.

For example now...

"..."

After hearing the name "Mordred Pendragon", Artoria was stunned for a moment, and then her face suddenly turned red as if some acupuncture point was hit.

"This……"

"Is this really the name the Ladies of the Lake gave you? Yes."

"..."

Ian had a bad feeling in his heart, but in response to Altria's question, he nodded.

"That's right, Lily."

"This is the blessing I received from them—do you... like this name?"

"..."

Altria shook her head first, then nodded.

This made Ian a little confused.

"Lily, what do you mean?"

"Why do you nod and shake your head?"

"Because..." Altria looked at the man sitting in front of her with a complicated expression.

"I once dreamt of this name."

"Dream about it?"

Ian was shocked, but he tried to appear calm.

"When did this happen?"

"Very early." Altria said bluntly, "I probably dreamed of this name the day I met you."

"..."

Ian knew that Altria would never deceive him about such a thing - even if she wanted to please him, she would not use such a bad method.

So……

This name given by the fairies of the lake has actually been a part of Altria's dream for a long time?

It turned out to be the case.

Ian suddenly realized.

No wonder the fairies of the lake dared to say that Artoria would definitely like this name - who wouldn't care about a name that they often heard in their dreams?

"That's it..."

Ian quietly concealed his inner panic.

"No wonder you were nodding and shaking your head—it turns out you've been exposed to this name for a long time."

"So... do you like it?"

This is a question that is asked despite knowing the answer.

Altria quickly nodded and shattered all of Ian's fantasies with a hammer.

Now I'm in trouble...

If the blessing of children is true...

Then the story about Guinevere is very likely to be true...

What should I do...

You fell into deep thought, looking a little lost.

But you soon realized that it was not okay to show a negative side like this - because this was your wedding with Altria and Guinevere.

If you keep going like this, Guinevere might realize the truth before you can come up with a solution.

You reassembled your emotions and made yourself look like a father who simply received the blessing of a child from the fairy in the lake.

[But what you don’t know is——]

【Altria has actually been watching you. 】

She noticed all the changes in your expression, including that fleeting moment of panic.

[She...wants to find an opportunity to talk to you alone.]

night.

This is the second night since leaving Camelot.

For some reason, the night scenery was so beautiful for two consecutive nights, and the scenery near and far was captured in the moonlight.

but--

Faced with such a scene, Ian had no intention of appreciating it.

His mind was completely focused on what the Lady of the Lake had said.

"Guinevere's lifespan is coming to an end."

"how so……"

Ian, who was sitting by the campfire and acting as a night watchman, felt a pang of pain in his heart, and the orange-red campfire in his sight began to sway.

And at this moment——

"kindness."

Altria's gentle voice came, pulling the man out of his depression.

He looked up and saw the girl with her hands behind her back.

But her expression also looked very heavy, as if she was worried about something.

Almost instantly, Ian realized his gaffe.

Fortunately, as Morgan's guard knight, he had long known how to quickly adjust his emotions.

"Lily, why aren't you sleeping yet?"

The man asked casually, as if nothing had happened.

Our meeting at this moment was just a coincidence late at night.

only--

Faced with the man's greeting, Artoria did not respond immediately as she did in the past.

She straightened her robe and sat down next to the man.

The next moment, the girl, who was as cute as a rabbit, took her lover's arm and snuggled up to his shoulder.

A gentler voice sounded at this moment.

"Well, tell me."

"What are you... worried about?"

You are surprised.

[Because the moment you heard these words, you realized that Altria had seen through your disguise.]

[And it's very likely that she actually understood all of this a long time ago - it was only because she was concerned about you that she chose to talk to you late at night to solve the problem.]

[You once again felt her meticulous love. ]

[This is something you have never felt before in your life.]

"Lily, I..."

"it does not matter."

Before the man could finish his words, Artoria took over the topic.

"kindness."

"Don't think of me as a burden—I'm the King of Camelot. If you have any problems, I'll be the one who can help you the most."

"You... haven't realized this yet?"

"..."

Having said that, Ian felt a surge of emotion in his heart.

"Altria, it's like this..."

In the next few minutes, the man told Artoria beside him everything he had heard from the Lady of the Lake about the "prophecy" about Guinevere.

As expected, the girl who heard all this was also shocked.

"This……"

Altria's pupils dilated slightly.

"This is impossible—how could Wei'er's lifespan possibly come to an end?"

Words that were almost indistinguishable from his own.

Although Ian had known all this for a long time, he couldn't help but feel uncomfortable when he saw her really express it.

"Lily, as much as I want to tell you this is false - they did predict that you would like the name 'Mordred'."