Tiamat, I'm going to find a girlfriend!

"I see."

"I'll support you."

"only--"

"I don't think I can help you with anything, do I?"

“No.” Artoria shook her head.

"You can help."

"It is absolutely impossible to realize this plan with just words."

“I… want to send you to find something.”

"Oh?" Melyuchina asked cautiously, "What is it?"

"A gun."

Artoria said this.

"A gun that has appeared in my dreams countless times."

The King of Camelot said this, and then looked at Melyuchina once again.

"Can you help me, Melyuchina?"

"What are you talking about!"

Mei Liuqina patted her chest.

"I swore to protect your love! I will never back down!"

"is it?"

Artoria laughed.

"I thought you, like Bagst, had some special feelings for Ian?"

For some reason, after hearing these words, Melyuchina suddenly remembered the confession from Ian.

Her face flushed, and she quickly shook her head.

"No, it's nothing!"

"Artoria, tell me how to find it!"

"..."

Meliuchina, preoccupied with escaping the confession, didn't notice that Artoria's gaze changed slightly at that moment.

But soon, everything returned to normal.

"Ah."

"I hope you will do what you say."

70. The lovesick Bagst still wants to propose.

"Why is it that I can't propose to Ian?"

Sitting on a garden bench in the center of the royal court, Bagst looked sullen.

She swallowed the whole piece of bread in one gulp.

"Mother, what are you really thinking?"

Bagst's frustration was not without reason.

Not long ago, he, his mother Morgan, and that incredibly powerful knight emerged from between the thrones.

But after crossing one intersection, Morgan took Ian directly down another road.

"Baghster, you need to be alone for a while."

"I have some things to talk to him about."

After saying that, Morgan took him away and left, leaving him all alone.

And then, we ended up in this isolated situation.

Growing increasingly frustrated, Bagst slammed his fist on the chair he was sitting in, then smashed it to pieces.

With a thud.

Bagst fell to the ground, smashing it into a crater.

"It hurts..."

Bagst got up, touched his buttocks, and sighed.

Although the time spent in consciousness has not exceeded two months.

But Bagst felt that the world posed no challenge for him.

She knew the proper etiquette for a knight, and she also understood how powerful a knight should be.

Therefore, she possesses an extremely powerful physique, and at the same time, she has terrifying strength.

Speaking of which——

Bagst touched the greatsword behind him.

That was something Morgan gave her.

“You are perfect, Bagst.”

"you--"

"It is my greatest work."

As she spoke these words, she received the weapon called Excalibur Gallatin from her hand.

But I don't know why.

Bagst looked at the Excalibur Gallatin in his hand, but he always felt that this was not its original form.

That feeling was like...

Something terrible resentment was wrapped around it, so much so that it was impossible to discern its true form.

But even so.

For Bagst, this is still a weapon worth cherishing.

But then again...

As Bagst piled the broken chairs together, his heart raced as he recalled his struggle with Ian earlier that day.

Awesome.

How could there be a knight so to my liking?

Whether it's the body, the fighting style, or the attitude towards others.

They were all like copies of themselves, molded from the same template.

It's no exaggeration to say that if Bagst needed a male companion, it would probably be someone like this.

That kind of fierce battle wouldn't end even after three days and three nights!

Whoosh——

Whoosh——

Thinking this, Bagst actually started breathing out hot air.

She cupped her face in her hands and kept twisting her body.

If anyone were to pass by the garden at this time, they would probably see a madwoman who exudes a mysterious aura from the inside out.

but……

It was as if there was no one else in the garden.

Bagst opened his eyes, but he still had to face the truth.

That is, his mother Morgan completely disagreed with him doing this.

She even said, "If you dare to say that again, then don't acknowledge me as your mother," which shows how resistant she was.

Why is that?

Why……

Bagst was very annoyed, and with a stomp of his foot, he created another hole.

"If you only look for your own problems, you definitely won't understand."

"Sometimes, you have to look at other people's problems."

"Ok?"

The sudden sound snapped Bagst back to reality.

She stretched her hand out behind her, as if she were about to draw the Excalibur Gallatin sword at any moment.

"who!"

"Come out!"

"Don't be so nervous—"

A mysterious voice chuckled frivolously.

"I have no ill intentions towards you, I just feel sorry for you looking like this."

"How am I pitiful?"

Bagst refuted the other party's words without hesitation.

You'd better explain yourself!

"otherwise!"

"Don't blame me for being rude!"

"Aren't you pathetic enough right now?" The voice remained unhurried. "You can't find anything wrong with yourself at all, yet you keep doubting yourself."

A few petals drifted through the air.

"Won't this just create more confusion for myself?"

“Bagust, haven’t you ever considered that your mother might also have a selfish side?”

"..."

Upon hearing those words, Bagst found himself surprisingly agreeing with them.

But she quickly shook her head.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

"My mother is the gentlest person, the one who brought me into this world, and the one who taught me everything."

"How could she possibly be selfish?!"

"That's just how you see your mother—"

More petals were thrown into the air.

"In fact, she's always been strict with you, isn't she?"

Even if you think Ian is your dream girl, she didn't choose to support you, but completely rejected you.

"..."

Bagst fell silent.

She actually understood that her irritability stemmed from this.

If only I could propose again...

"Stop talking!"

"Everything Mother does has its reason!"