The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

She was sitting on the bed, hugging her legs with her hands, tears in her eyes.

“I don’t think anyone has ever said that doing this is wrong.”

"Sister, although it may make you angry now, if you really loved Ian so much, you should have kept him by your side when I left a few years ago, right?"

"But in your eyes, there is only Britain, right?"

"..."

The room fell into silence again.

The only sound left was Morgan's gasp.

It was obvious that Altria's words broke through her last self-righteous defense.

"Ha ha ha ha."

"You're right—I can't be as selfish as you!"

"Ditch all of Britain and choose Ian."

A pair of hands stretched out from the darkness and grabbed Altria's throat, almost making her stop breathing.

"Artoria!"

"My sister!"

"You selfish person, you will get your comeuppance!"

"Maybe--" Altria did not resist Morgan's behavior, but allowed her to vent the extremely pale emotions in her heart.

"Whatever the result is, I accept it."

"Because I love him, it was like this before and it is like this now."

"..."

Morgan's hands were shaking, and finally became weaker and weaker until they slipped from Altria's neck.

Thousands of words finally converge into one simple sentence.

"Really……"

"I see..."

"Then I'm leaving it to you...at least...let him...let him forget what I did."

"I will, sister."

"I will definitely love him more than you do."

【This meeting ended in silence.】

[A few days later, Morgan's "coronation" took place as scheduled in Camelot.]

[Under the gaze of countless people, Altria truly placed the crown on her sister's head.]

"Sister, before I return, please take good care of this land on which we all depend for our survival."

[Altria said this, as if she was really just going out for a simple trip.]

[Only you and Morgan know this—after so many years, we will never see each other again.]

[But Morgan didn't hysterically expose your "affair" with Altria.]

She kept all your secrets until she finally sat alone on the throne.

[At this moment, fate seems to be heading in a direction that is completely favorable to Altria.]

【but--】

【It's just an appearance.】

Everything has its own response, and all causes and effects arrive as expected without words.

[On the night before leaving Camelot.]

[Before returning to Altria, you began to spit blood.]

[The entanglement of misfortune, at this moment, is tightening around you, a bond from which you can never escape.]

704. Meili's Love Artificial Respiration/The Flower Magician's Self-Answer (4k)

It was an unprecedented feeling.

Ian felt as if every cell in his body was burning, as if it could turn into lifeless ashes at any time.

In this dark night, he was the only one feeling this extremely terrifying touch.

Plop.

The man fell to his knees.

He clutched his chest tightly, trying to ease the pain.

But just as the night will not fade away faster because of someone's gaze, the pain will not be alleviated by such an action.

"..."

"Why...why is this happening..."

A low roar came from the man's throat, sounding like a wild beast that had lost control.

Just when he felt that everything was about to melt in his sight, a familiar voice slowly reached his ears.

"Hmm... it's earlier than I thought."

"Ian Pendragon, are you in pain now?"

You're familiar with this voice—you know it's Merry, the Magician of Camelot.

【And this is indeed the case.】

You use all your strength to turn your head towards where she is.

She is looking at you expressionlessly, without much emotion in her eyes.

[But you can vaguely sense that she seems to have some pity for you.]

"Why don't you speak?"

Meili's voice came again.

"Is it because the pain is so severe that you can't speak at all?"

"..."

Ian could be weak in front of anyone, but he just didn't want Mary to see him in such a miserable state.

He gritted his teeth, endured the pain from every inch of his skin, and then climbed up.

"Who said that—I'm standing up now, aren't I?"

"..."

Looking at Ian in front of her, there was a hint of surprise in Mary's purple eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

"You're amazing, Ian Pendragon."

The Flower Magician praised the man in front of him and walked up to him.

"Even though his consciousness was a little blurry, he still managed to stand up."

"Speaking of -"

A faint blue light shone from Mary's hand, which seemed to record a lot of things.

"I think you once did something similar because of this will."

"But that time was for Morgan, and this time it's for Altria."

"What should I call you?"

"Scumbag? Or something else?"

Mary tapped Ian's forehead lightly with her finger.

Although it was a blow that required almost no strength, the man felt as if his head was hit by a spear and the pain was unbearable.

There was a pop.

The man who had just stood up fell down again.

"But now I can confirm the name I should use—"

"'Patient', that makes sense."

"..."

Lying on the ground again, Ian felt his mind go blank and he couldn't exert any strength in his body, as if he had fallen into an endless abyss.

"What's wrong with me……"

The man stretched out his hand upwards.

"Merry, tell me."

"..."

Looking at the man who looked like a drowning man trying to grasp at a life-saving straw, Mary's eyes showed several different emotions.

She sat next to the man and spoke softly.

"beg me."

"If you'll just beg me, I'll tell you what's going on."

"But this shouldn't be an easy thing for you, right?"

Meili's intention was obvious when she said this.

She is a person who seeks fun, so she does this naturally to find the "fun" in her heart.

however--

What she didn't expect was.

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Ian's answer came.

"Please, Mellie."

"I...have to go back to Lily, otherwise she will definitely worry about me."

"..."

Meili's hand fell on the man's cheek, as if she was stroking something extremely regrettable.

"There's really nothing I can do about you."

"Obviously... I shouldn't have taken action."

After saying this, before the man could understand what was happening, Mary took her next step.

She was seen kneeling on the ground, her body crossing over the man's head, looking like a bridge.

"Remember, you owe me another favor."

call--

A cold wind blew in the night.

The Flower Magician also kissed the man beneath her.

【Honestly, this is something you never thought of. 】

You have no idea why Meili appears at this time, nor do you understand why she suddenly kisses you.

[But one thing you can be sure of is that her kiss did have a significant effect.]

[Feeling the warmth from the other person's lips, you feel the pain in your body gradually being alleviated until it almost disappears.]

You realize that Mellie is "saving" you—at least that's how it feels.

Came alive.

As Mary's lips left, Ian felt his scattered consciousness return to normal.