The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

Under the irresistible hospitality of the female captain, a very special banquet was held on the Golden Deer.

It was like a celebration of the victory over the Argo, but also like an indulgence that was pure to the extreme.

but--

Ian's mind was not on this at all.

At this moment, the only thing he cared about was whether his daughter Modred could take that meaningful step.

At this moment, Mashu's voice came.

"Senior~"

Ian looked in the direction of the voice and saw Mashu holding a wine glass on each side.

Her eyes were shy but also firm.

"Can we have a drink together?"

"..."

Although he wanted to continue observing Mordred, Ian naturally would not refuse Mash's initiative.

"Um, okay."

The man took the wine glass from the girl's hand and patted the empty seat next to him.

"Sit over here."

"Hmm~"

Mashu sat down with a happy look on her face, then held up her wine glass and spoke softly.

"I didn't expect that things would be resolved so smoothly."

"As expected, any problem can be easily solved with the presence of a senior."

Corresponding to the girl's implicit praise was Ian's somewhat anxious "answer".

"This guy, why is he so slow... He's totally unlike his usual self."

"what?"

Listening to Ian's words, Mash didn't know that they were directed at Mordred, who was about to open up to Nero but then backed off.

She thought he was blaming herself.

"Senior, do you think I speak too slowly?"

"Uh……"

Realizing that he had caused Mashu to misunderstand him, Ian quickly shook his head to deny it.

"No, I don't think so."

"Then what did Senior do just now..."

"..."

After hesitating for a moment, in order to prevent Mashu from thinking too much, Ian directly picked up the wine glass and extended it towards her.

"Come, Mashu, let me feed you."

"Eh……"

Although she felt something was wrong, Mash nodded when she saw Ian extending the wine glass towards her.

"Okay~"

She gently bit the edge of the wine glass to ensure that the wine inside would not spill out because of the man's excessive movements.

only--

What Mashu didn't know was that she looked very familiar to Ian when she looked like this.

That was the look of begging for food that a girl would show when she was playing the master-servant game in private.

Every time at this time, it is time for the man to feed her in the most primitive way.

Ian couldn't help but laugh.

"Mashu, are you used to this posture?"

"..."

Although it was not stated explicitly, Mashu fully understood what Ian meant by "posture".

But the girl was not ashamed to admit it.

On the contrary, she accepted it with great honesty.

"Yeah, I'm used to it."

"because--"

"Both the wine and that were given to me by my senior, so I must accept them well."

"..."

Hearing this, Ian stopped smiling and replaced it with praise for Mashu.

"So this is ah."

"Then it seems that I have to train you well."

As the man said this, he gently fed Mashu, and at the same time used his other hand to feel the movement of the girl's throat.

Examples have proven that Mashu's development in this area is already quite terrifying.

Just by touching it, Ian could feel the sexual energy wriggling as if it was devouring something, and from time to time there was the girl's surprise as she took a deep breath.

"That's great, Mash."

"When this is over, I'm going to enjoy your throat."

"..."

Mashu, who was being forced to drink, was unable to respond.

But she still nodded very happily, expressing her inner expectations.

At this time, Mordred, whom Ian had been paying attention to, finally made some qualitative progress.

After a few drinks, she seemed to have gained courage and spoke directly to Nero on the other side.

Nero first covered his lips to express his surprise, and then responded with a happy smile.

She nodded, then opened her arms and hugged Mordred happily.

Seeing this scene, Ian finally felt relieved.

only--

He didn't expect that the next moment he would see Nero holding Mordred and waving at him.

Fortunately, Mashu didn't mind him going there.

After putting down his glass, Ian came to Nero and Mordred.

But the man soon discovered that things were not that simple.

The young emperor first let go of Mordred, then took her hand, stood on tiptoe and whispered softly:

"teacher--"

"When you go to bed tonight, take Mordred with you~"

500. Nero Xiaomo's Threesome on the Bed/Emperor's Wine/Dream Time (4k)

"Uh?"

Ian had never expected that the first words Nero said after he came over would be so explosive.

"Nero, are you kidding me?"

"How could we bring Xiao Mo along at that time?"

"Why not?"

Nero put his hands on his hips and pouted.

"Teacher, I want to ask you——"

"If everyone is willing to do something, doesn't that mean it's feasible?"

"Generally speaking, that's true," Ian replied.

"That's fine."

Nero folded his arms across his chest, posing as if he were giving a speech in the Senate.

"First of all, I don't object to you sleeping with me!"

"Then--"

The young emperor turned her head and looked at Mordred beside her, then asked.

"Mordred, I'm asking you now, do you mind sharing a bed with me and the teacher?"

"Eh?"

Mordred suddenly became a little eyed.

It can be seen that her first reaction was definitely not to reject Nero's proposal.

It's just that because of her father's presence, she couldn't say it directly.

Seeing this, Ian quickly said:

"Nero, don't ask that."

"The impact this will have on Mordred will be immeasurable."

"But I didn't take any threatening measures, did I?"

Nero argued his case.

She was good at things like debate, not to mention that it was about sexual happiness at the moment.

"teacher--"

"Can't you even listen to Mordred's heart?"

"..."

Ian was at a loss for words.

After all, Nero learned the art of debating from her, so she certainly knew how to leave him speechless.

"Of course I didn't mean it."

"Then let Mordred choose for himself."

Nero took the other girl's hand and looked at her with a very sincere look.

"Go ahead."

"I want to know whether what you just said to me is true or not."

"Eh--"

Nero's words seemed to cleverly hit a certain emotion in Mordred's heart.

I saw her eyes were a little dazed, and then her reaction became more determined.

"I understand!"

"Father... Master, please let me join in!"

Perhaps hearing the answer he wanted, Nero's face broke into a bright smile.

"That's right!"

Just like before, the young emperor held Mordred in her proud arms.

In terms of status, this is similar to the behavior of a "stepmother" pampering her "daughter".