The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

Whether the rose is red or white is actually not that important.

The key is who dedicates it to you.

As long as it is Ian, even if it is a withered rose, it is still worth commemorating.

But the only drawback was that although Morgan knew that the other party would definitely pick flowers for him, he still heard Ian's request that he must not open his eyes.

"Knight, why can't you let me see you?"

"Don't you want me to see you?"

"Of course not, Princess." Ian's gentle voice sounded from behind Morgan, and everything around him became emotional.

"I certainly hope you can see me."

"only--"

“There are some things that, once you cross the line, there’s no turning back.”

"So even though I know you might be unhappy about this, I still hope you can abide by this agreement."

"..."

After a long silence, Morgan spoke again.

"I understand. Since you think so, let's do it."

"Thank you very much."

Keeping the appearance of not being able to see each other, Morgan continued to wander in the sea of flowers under the moon, feeling quite happy.

She greedily absorbed the fragrance from the roses, as if she was savoring his taste.

"correct--"

"Knight, do you know? Someone defeated Gareth in a duel today."

"That's normal. Gareth is just a girl after all. If an adult knight from Camelot is well trained, it wouldn't be surprising for him to defeat her."

"No." Morgan shook his head.

"If that were all, I wouldn't have told you."

"My Lady Princess, what do you mean?"

"Knight." Morgan touched the hands that were covering his eyes, and his tone became more serious.

"The other person is also a girl."

"..."

After a moment's silence, Ian's voice responded again.

"If that's the case—"

“This is truly something worth lamenting.”

"But Princess, from what I know, Gareth has a very good character. So why did he choose to duel with the other party?"

"It's because of Mordred."

Morgan answered the question truthfully.

"I wanted to find a swordsmanship instructor for her, so I had the Knights of the Round Table post notices throughout Camelot."

"That's when Kai and Gareth met her, who wanted to take on this position, and then this duel happened."

"I see." Ian's voice sounded behind Morgan, "That was indeed a very accidental thing."

"Then, Princess, what are your thoughts? Are you planning to make an exception and recruit someone like this to become Mordred's swordsmanship instructor?"

"Knight—" Morgan chuckled.

"Before asking me a question like this, wouldn't it be better if you could express your thoughts first?"

"I'm sorry, Princess, I don't have much thought about this." Ian responded neither arrogantly nor humbly.

"Or should I say—"

"Your thoughts are my thoughts."

"Your choice is my choice."

"Knight, are you shirking your responsibility?" Morgan continued, "I don't like to hear such mediocre and useless words."

“But it is indeed my answer,” Ian responded quickly.

"and--"

"Princess, you've already decided how to handle this matter, haven't you?"

"I can't change anything."

"..."

Hearing this, Morgan once again felt the hand covering his eyes disappear.

She slowly opened her eyes and saw a sea of flowers bathed in moonlight.

And I didn't know when a large bouquet of flowers appeared in my hand.

"Have I made up my mind yet?"

Morgan asked himself this, and then gently sniffed the large bouquet of flowers in his arms, revealing a slightly tipsy expression.

"perhaps--"

"Is that true?"

Although there was something a little off about this duel, Morgan finally allowed the girl named Mary to approach.

[Similar to Kai, the name "Meili" also caught her attention.]

【Considering that the name was just a nickname, Morgan didn't say much about it.】

「Besides──」

She still remembers what you said.

"I've already decided how to handle this matter."

【The rest is just a retelling of the process.】

[With this thought in mind, Morgan met with Mary.]

【but--】

【Things are not as simple as imagined.】

At the round table in the royal court, Morgan sat on the throne and waited.

To be fair, this is actually not in line with the rules.

After all, the Round Table is where Morgan usually gathers the knights to discuss things.

Firstly, Mary is not a Knight of the Round Table, and secondly, what she wants is not a knight but the position of a swordsmanship teacher.

It's neither moral nor logical that we should meet in a place like this.

And all of this was requested by Mary herself.

However, in order to establish a people-friendly image and also so that his daughter Modred could get along better with her teacher in the future, Morgan chose to agree to this request.

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The heavy wooden door was slowly pushed open.

A girl who called herself Meili appeared there.

Looking at the other person's appearance, Morgan frowned slightly, becoming more and more certain of a certain figure.

It was after Vortigern was defeated that the magician Merlin completely disappeared from Camelot.

The Mary in front of him has many similarities with him.

Just when Morgan was feeling puzzled by this, Mary suddenly took the initiative to speak.

She just said:

"As you can see, I am not a master of swordsmanship, but just an ordinary magician."

"but--"

"Even someone like me, I've noticed something that I have to bring up, so I used this method to meet you."

"..."

Sensing that the visitor had ill intentions, Morgan secretly prepared himself.

Although she hasn't used magic for a long time, she will not show any mercy if she really wants to.

But as if she had already anticipated Morgan's reaction, Meili quickly continued:

"Please do not do this."

"I have no hostility towards you."

"I just want to ask you a question."

The girl looked at the king in front of her expressionlessly, with a few more petals in her hands.

"you--"

"Are you planning to irresponsibly abandon all of Britain?"

512. Morgan also wants to be his wine glass / Meili's problem / the journey of pursuit (4k)

Morgan could never imagine it.

Mary, who met him for the first time, asked such a question right from the start.

Memories of the past when he gained Britain began to flood back like a tide, causing the king to become a little wary.

"presumptuous!"

Morgan maintained his dignity and scolded Mary.

"Are you kidding me?"

"How could I possibly abandon Britain?"

"Don't rush to deny what I said." Mary looked at Morgan in front of her expressionlessly, as if what she had just said was just something very normal.

"Your actions will only prove that what I said is correct, but will not have the negative effect you want."

"..."

Morgan looked at Mellie in silence.

She felt that the other party knew more than she thought.

"What exactly are you trying to say? Are you trying to threaten me with these words? And then get something from me?"

"Neither." Mary shook her head.

"I am not interested in things like wealth, nor am I moved by emotions."

"I just want to know—"

“After trying so hard to get what I wanted, I discovered that it wasn’t what I wanted at all.”

"How would humans react in this situation?"

"Morgan Le Fay, I think you are the best person to answer this question."

"..."

"Are you making fun of me?" Morgan looked at Mary in front of him and drew out the sword from his waist.

It was a weapon engraved with her name, and she had carried it with her since she was a princess.

"You should know where this is going to end!"

"I'm not making fun of you." Meili still looked emotionless. "In fact, I can't feel anything from your words at all."

"I can't feel your sorrow;"