The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

You gradually realize that this is what she should be like—a girl who loves to laugh and give everything for her loved one.

【Uh……】

Maybe I love eating.

【But this is something you have always known.】

[So during this time, with the "assistance" of King Liao Dekuan, you cooked Altria's favorite recipes in various ways.]

【It just didn’t last long.】

【Guinevere came to you alone.】

"En!"

In front of the stove, Guinevere twirled like a ballerina.

Anyone with normal thinking ability can see that she is very happy at this moment.

“I feel like I’m getting better.”

"..."

"is it?"

Ian threw the processed ingredients into the pot and nodded.

"That's great."

Guinevere was unaware of the contract that the knight had "signed" privately with her "father," King Liao Dekuan.

So she was a little unhappy with the man's reaction.

"Hey!"

Guinevere supported herself with her hands on her hips.

"This is proof that you and Lily's best friend have recovered—why are you so cold?"

"Ah~"

Hearing this, Ian suddenly turned around and pointed a finger at Guinevere.

"Do, do what?"

The Nightingale girl was a little at a loss.

"Give me a taste."

"Why didn't you say so earlier?"

Guinevere sucked Ian's finger without hesitation - this was not something to be ashamed of for her.

after all……

She has always had a good impression of the knight in front of her named Ian Pendragon.

I just didn't act so deliberately out of consideration for my good friend Altria's feelings.

"Wow--"

There was a sparkle in Guinevere's blue-white eyes.

That's a reaction you only experience when you taste something unexpected.

"Well, your craftsmanship is so good?"

"You've been eating it for so many days, and you just realized this?"

"No way!" Guinevere muttered softly, "Lily was eating it alone in front - you made it for her, I didn't dare to touch it!"

"..."

Guinevere always has her own persistence on some strange things.

This struck Ian as both funny and endearing.

However, he did not forget his identity in front of Guinevere - both a friend and a husband.

"If you think it tastes good, then there should be no problem."

As Ian spoke, he put down the cooking utensils he had just used one by one.

"It's time to do something else."

"..."

Looking at Ian walking towards her step by step, Guinevere felt a little shy.

"You...what are you going to do?"

"Asking knowingly."

The knight came to the Nightingale girl and picked her up.

"It's been a while since you've been like that, right?"

"This, this is not good..."

Guinevere, who was held by Ian, kept struggling in the knight's arms, but found that it was of no use at all.

The power of the two people is completely not on the same level.

"Yeah, Lily is about to give birth - aren't you afraid she'll be angry if you ask me to do this kind of thing at this time?"

"What if I say——"

Ian looked at her in his arms, his expression becoming helpless.

"Is this what Lily has always wanted me to do?"

"What do you want me to do?"

"Yeah." Ian nodded. "Because I'm about to give birth - so I'm worried that I won't have a way to vent."

"At the same time, I'm also worried that you'll have a psychological burden because you're about to give birth."

“So she asked you to come…”

Guinevere suddenly understood.

And she knew he couldn't lie at a time like this - it wouldn't make any sense at all, would it?

"Then why didn't you say it earlier!"

"..."

Guinevere didn't notice the bitter smile that flashed across Ian's face.

That smells like a lie.

【You did deceive Guinevere.】

[But what you deceived was neither Altria's wish for you to have a place to vent, nor Guinevere's need for love.]

【What you deceived was a third purpose beyond these two.】

【That is the "contract" from King Liao Dekuan.】

As the king of this magical kingdom, he still couldn't figure out how this familiar, who could only transform into a nightingale, could transform into the appearance of his daughter.

【But this does not affect his regard for her. 】

[King Liao Dekuan hopes you can provide Guinevere with as much magic power as possible.]

[And you certainly know how to do this as quickly as possible.]

Is this killing three birds with one stone?

You can't be sure—but at least you know it's what you should do.

It turns out that Guinevere is indeed very light, even lighter than Altria.

Ian was even able to use her two feet as a "rope" to pull the girl up.

It's a quite unique experience.

At least that's the case in terms of weight.

"Weier, your weight really surprised me."

"Don't say such things at a time like this!"

"So... so embarrassing."

I don’t know how long has passed——

Guinevere returned to the ground and held onto the wall.

QianFor her, this kind of suspended experience was the first time.

"Hmm... why do you suddenly want to try this..."

"That's not important. The key is whether you like it."

"It's okay." Guinevere's face flushed slightly, "It would be better if Lily was here."

"If she saw it—"

"Surely you'll realize you like her more than you let on?"

"It's not that bad."

Ian's hand gently stroked Guinevere's cheek.

"There are so many ways I could tell Lily I love her—I don't have to do it this way."

"And today..."

Ian's gaze fell on Guinevere's blue-white eyes.

"I think there's something I need to make clear to you."

"whats the matter?"

Guinevere felt her heart pounding, as if it could burst out of her chest at any time.

"Are you interested in becoming another mother to Mordred?"

"Eh……"

Guinevere was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly reacted.

"Wait a moment!"

"You mean... can I treat that child as my own?"

"Yes."

The man nodded, his tone showing a hint of happiness.

"If that's the case—"

"It's like you have a child, right?"

"..."

A tear fell from Guinevere's eyes, splashing clear water on the ground.

She didn't expect that Ian and Altria would still remember this.

"you……"

"Okay." Ian's hand gently stroked Guinevere's hair, erasing all her uneasiness.

"This identity isn't something anyone can hold. Being the mother of King Arthur's child is a very difficult position to attain, no matter how you think about it."

"That's right!"

"So something has to be done, right?"

"Yes!"

"Ok?"

Guinevere had just finished speaking when she suddenly realized what Ian had just said.

"Do something?"