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Ian smiled and shook his head.

"No, my lady, there is nothing praiseworthy about this."

"Because in my mind, this kind of thing is just a piece of cake for you."

"If I were to praise you for everything you've done, I'd probably be hoarse."

"Your sweet talk is as powerful as ever."

"but--"

Morgan's fingers gently pinched a small patch of skin on the back of Ian's hand and then lifted it up.

"I hope you can explain one thing now."

"What kind of wild woman who wants to die dares to leave a kiss on your face?"

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51. She is guilty, I am upright

You didn't expect Morgan to mention this.

[After all, she was still talking to you about the wheat field a second ago. ]

[And more importantly, it has been a while since Artorius kissed me.]

How did Morgan discover it?

[You feel like something is a little off.]

"My Lady Princess, things may be a little different from what you think. I..."

"Shut up."

Before Ian could finish his words, Morgan pressed his lips with his slender fingers.

"Let's talk about it when we get back."

"My foolish knight—"

Morgan remained calm on the surface.

But Ian could feel that she was applying more force on the back of his hand.

Later——

It is estimated that there will be another wave of blood and gore.

[You drove Morgan towards Camelot.]

[She didn't introduce you to the wheat field like she did just now.]

[You have returned to the royal capital. ]

[You entered the royal court amid the envious gazes of the people, and no one noticed that something was wrong.]

[You returned to the room.]

[Everything is arranged the same as before you left, as if nothing has changed.]

There was a snap.

The room door is closed.

Morgan pushed Ian directly onto the bed.

She didn't even take off her elegant robe and just rode on Ian.

She placed her hands on Ian's ears, leaving two dents on the soft bed.

The beautiful long silver hair slid down from the shoulders and hung on the knight's face like willow branches.

The proud chest is wrapped in the front of the robe, outlining a soft and eye-catching curve.

Her waist stood above Ian's like a pontoon, her hips lifted slightly, allowing her robe to cascade down and rest on the edge of the bed.

The left knee was resting on the sheet outside Ian's thigh, while the right knee was moved forward a little, resting between his legs.

"Tell me, who is that wild woman?"

Morgan's finger gently traced across Ian's lips, leaving a shallow mark.

"Tell me earlier so I can kill her."

"My Lady Princess, please listen to me first..."

"I don't want to hear it." Morgan used a little more force on his right knee.

"Ian, I just want you to answer this question I have now."

"three."

"two."

"one."

"Okay, okay!" Ian raised his hands above his head. "My Lady Princess, I'll tell you. I'll tell you now."

"It's Artorius."

Morgan's eyes widened in an instant, and his deep pupils seemed to be able to swallow Ian.

She hit Ian's crotch with her knees with a bit more force, and she became more impatient, losing her usual coolness.

"Why is this name again!"

"Didn't you say that you would kill her the next time we meet?!"

"..."

"..."

"Ian, why aren't you speaking?" Morgan glared at the knight under him.

"Don't you feel any pain?"

"My Lady Princess, of course I feel pain." Ian's face was tense, "But my Lady Princess, if this method can help you calm down a little, then it's not a bad idea."

【Morgan heard you.】

【She realized that she was a little emotional. 】

[She loosens her knees momentarily.]

【She looked at you.】

"Well, I've calmed down now."

Morgan adjusted his posture slightly and sat on Ian like riding a horse.

She looked at the knight beneath her, her eyes still filled with uncontrollable emotions.

"If you have anything to say, say it now."

"Understood, Princess."

Ian was not afraid of Morgan's eyes.

"My Lady Princess, you are indeed right."

"According to your orders, I should indeed kill Artorius when I see him."

"But in fact, I can't do that - she has a powerful magic protecting her."

Ian took Morgan's hand.

"My Lady Princess, I saw the same petals as before. Perhaps that magician is interfering again."

【Morgan doesn't doubt your words.】

[Because from the previous few encounters, she did feel the power of the magician she had never met. ]

[Her attitude softened slightly.]

"Ian, you're not lying to me, are you?"

"My Lady Princess, if I were to lie to you, this excuse would be too lame."

Ian, who was pressed on the bed, answered Morgan's questions without changing his expression.

"It would be a better lie if I told you straight out that I had never met Artorius."

Holding Ian's hand, Morgan turned her face slightly away - a sign that she knew she had made a mistake.

But she always corrects her mistakes once she realizes them, but never admits them.

"Then why did he leave a hickey on your face?"

"My Lady Princess, I think I must confess something to you - Artorius is actually a woman under the influence of magic, and she seems to have special feelings for me."

Ian spoke bluntly, but all he got in return was silence from Morgan.

After a while, she spoke again with some hesitation:

"So... because of this special feeling, you took the initiative to let her kiss you?"

"No." Ian shook his head.

"Although you may not believe it, Princess, this is what she did when I was unprepared."

"really."

Morgan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"I knew you didn't have the guts - I'm going to find out everything about that woman sooner or later, and then kill her!"

"My Lady Princess, can I ask you a question?"

"Just ask."

"You don't even know someone left a kiss on my cheek, do you?"

If it was Morgan's fraud, then everything could be explained.

Morgan sneered.

"What? You won't allow me to question you about these things as your wife?"

"No." Ian shook his head, "That's not what I meant."

"I just thought we could trust each other more."

"..."

Morgan leaned down and moved closer to Ian.

"Where did that wild woman Artorius kiss you?"

"Maybe here..."

Ian covered a spot on his cheek - even though there was no mark on it anymore, he still remembered the spot.

"Heh." Morgan's eyes showed disdain.

"It seems that this wild woman still feels guilty about her crime—"

"But I am above board."

After Morgan said this, he lowered his head, cupped Ian's cheek, and kissed him on the lips.

Their tongues stirred in their mouths, and their bodies moved closer and closer.

The princess's robe and the knight's casual clothes fell to the floor of the room one after another.

The long-lost desire was rekindled in the room.

This is Morgan's leisurely melody before he is about to announce something.

But she enjoyed it so much that she couldn't help herself.

52. You will be controlled by me forever