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Artorius looked around.

All of this seemed quite new to him.

"Mr. Ian, could you please show me around the city?"

"..."

Ian's silence immediately made Atolis tense.

"Is it... a very difficult thing? If so, please allow me to apologize for my rudeness."

"It's hardly a hardship at all."

Ian reached out and ruffled Artorius's hair.

"To be honest, I never expected you to make such a simple request."

"Why didn't you just say so sooner?"

"this--"

A glint of gratitude flashed in Atolis's eyes.

"Well, that's up to you!"

[As Artorias requested, you took him for a stroll around the city.]

[Because his face was so delicate and handsome, and his outfit today was unisex.]

Soon, people noticed you and him.

[The capital city, far removed from the front lines of war, lacks interesting topics, and you and Artorius quickly become the center of attention.]

"My goodness, has that knight who has been serving the princess finally come to his senses?"

"Who is this guy? So many girls want to talk to Captain Ian alone, and he ignored them all. Why is he talking to this one?"

"Who knows? But Captain Ian really doesn't look old. It feels like the two of them could walk together without looking out of place at all."

Strange and unusual discussions are increasing.

Artorius looked uneasy—he probably never expected that his simple request would cause such a strong discussion.

He began to realize that the knight beside him who was patting his head was far more respected than he had imagined.

Ian's reaction was exactly the opposite.

He calmly reassured Artorius, "It's okay, don't worry about it."

Then, under his gaze, he drew the long sword from his waist and raised it to the sky.

The sunlight shone on the longsword, highlighting its pure silver-white blade.

Anyone with a normal mind would know what Ian's action of drawing his sword symbolized—"If anyone says anything like this from this moment on, don't blame me for taking action on the spot."

The street suddenly fell silent.

Everyone knows Ian is a nice guy, but a nice guy can be terrifying when he snaps.

No one dared to test Ian's limits.

In this temporary peace, Ian spoke to Artoria beside him:

"Let's go, they won't dare say anything more."

"okay."

You don't even know why you did it.

[You just felt you should draw your sword like a knight, so you actually did.]

However, in terms of the outcome, you don't seem to feel it was too bad.

You took Artorius around for a long time.

Although he ostensibly extended the invitation, you were ultimately the one who paid the money.

[Atoris was carrying more and more things.]

The way he looked at you also changed subtly.

"Okay?"

Ian, who was walking in front, turned around and looked at Artorius, who was following behind him.

"Is there anything else you want?"

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His hands were already full of things Ian had bought.

"Mr. Ian, this is too much!"

“It’s alright, it won’t cost much,” Ian replied casually.

"But what about you? Is there anything else you'd like to do?"

"Things you want to do—?"

Artorius looked at the city wall not far away.

Although times have changed, it still guards the capital in the most simple and unadorned way.

"Mr. Ian."

"If it's possible, could I go up there and take a look?"

28. The boy's aspirations were beyond imagination.

You actually noticed this a long time ago.

[Because along the way, you noticed that Atolis's gaze was constantly fixed on it.]

The fact that he brought it up now actually makes it seem like he's been quite restrained.

This time, you didn't ask any further questions, but simply answered directly.

"Okay, if you want to go, then go ahead."

Ian took what Artorius was holding and put it in his own arms.

"let's go."

"it is good!"

Your prestige in the city is already very high.

Therefore, even bringing one person up the city wall wouldn't be a big problem.

Artorius was very pleased.

He ran ahead of you the whole way, and the two of you arrived at the city wall one after the other.

"So... this is what it feels like to stand up here?"

Standing on the city wall, Atolis looked at the scene before him and exclaimed in surprise.

"You seem to really like this feeling?"

Ian walked over to him and asked this question.

“Yes, Mr. Ian.” Artorius nodded readily in affirmation. “I was actually thinking about how to get up here while I was outside the city!”

"It's finally come true now."

"Thank you, Mr. Ian."

"Thanks is fine, but that's enough."

Like Artorius, Ian looked ahead, bathed in the British sun.

What came into his view was the lush land near the capital, and the continuous, verdant forests.

"I'd like to know more about why you wanted to come up here so much."

“Because this is a place where you can get a bird’s-eye view of the whole of Britain, right?!” Artorius showed a completely different liveliness from before.

"This is the place with the most open view in my mind!"

Actually not.

No matter how large or high the capital city may be, it could not possibly have a bird's-eye view of the entire United Kingdom.

After all, if that were the case, the defeat at the front lines would be impossible to conceal.

but--

These words made Ian stare at Artorius in front of him.

He could sense that the boy in front of him seemed to be carrying some kind of unspeakable responsibility.

"By the way, Artorius, you mentioned you have an older brother, right?"

“Yes.” Artorius turned around and nodded.

“I do have an older brother.”

“Then—” Ian gave a fake smile, “why are you the one selling the apples, and not your brother?”

"Because my father wanted to toughen me up."

Artorius answered without hesitation.

"Walking here on foot, pushing a wooden cart full of apples like this, was a great experience. I learned a lot along the way."

"You mean being hungry?"

"This was an accident." Artorius scratched his face sheepishly. "I didn't expect to encounter so many people who were starving along the way."

"I absolutely cannot give them the apples, so I can only share my food rations with them."

Ian was about to ask what it meant to be a person who wasn't getting enough to eat, but just before the sound came out, he completely understood.

As Vortigern said, the land of Britain was undergoing a great change due to the decline of the Age of Gods.

The output of the land is constantly decreasing.