In the world of Type-Moon, it all begins with becoming Morgan's husband!

Ian gasped.

Vortigern knew everything; he just wanted to see how he would answer.

Fortunately, Morgan locked himself up, and the years he disappeared completely severed his existence from everyone else. Now, all that remains on his body is the crime of killing his comrades.

"but--"

Vottigan then changed the subject.

"If you killed an enemy instead of a comrade, then there's no such thing as a crime, right?"

“Ian, if you want my protection, prove it with their blood.”

8. Bear everything, and then become the white dragon's claws.

[Vortigern's words were far from as amiable as they appeared; this was an extremely ruthless tactic.]

You realize that if you do as he says, the rumors Morgan spread will become reality in another form, and you will immediately become King Uther's enemy.

Although you had anticipated this situation, you still hesitated slightly when faced with it.

Vortigern noticed your slight hesitation.

He started communicating with you again.

“Young man, it seems your determination to seek my protection is not so strong.”

Vortigern stood up, his back to Ian.

The light and shadows outside slanted through the curtains, as if drawing a road in front of Ian.

"Go out, young man. Since you are not willing to be their enemy, then go back to where you belong and accept the punishment you deserve."

Ian knew that the problem he was facing at that moment was not whether he could get out or not.

The question is whether, in order to fulfill his promise to Morgan, he should temporarily become Vortigern's henchman and take action against his former colleague.

—Is there anything to think about?

Morgan was always the one to whom he swore allegiance.

"White Dragon King, I understand now."

"From this day forward, I will bear all of this and begin to fight the enemy."

Vortigern smiled.

"Wise choice."

"Rampage Britain for me, and when your victories are glorious, I will tell you a secret."

[The talent "White Dragon's Minion" has been acquired: You are active on the front lines, carrying out Morgan's mission against the former royal knights, who call you the White Dragon's Minion.]

[Your innate affinity for evil has been enhanced to affinity for extreme evil: You display your intentions with the most extreme violence, only in this way can you temporarily forget the pain of attacking your colleagues.]

[Talent Combat Continuation+ upgraded to Combat Continuation++: Morgan has become the sole support for your soul's progress. You often hallucinate her voice, and no matter how much damage you suffer, you will always rise again before completing her request.]

You actually used a little trick.

You have never sworn allegiance to Vortigern, nor have you accepted any rewards from him.

You cannot allow yourself to betray Morgan.

However, no one questions your loyalty, for even Vortigern's former confidants were not as valiant as you, capable of launching a crushing counterattack against the British army.

You struggle with the agony of murdering your former colleagues, only managing to fall asleep at night by repeatedly calling Morgan's name in your heart.

[You begin to hallucinate, frequently seeing Morgan standing before you, demanding that you kneel and submit.]

On this day, Vortigern summoned you to the mountaintop.

"Well done, young man."

The elderly Voodoo gazed into the distance, his spirit undiminished.

"I haven't seen someone as brave as you in a long time."

Ian did not respond to Vortigern, but simply nodded silently.

He did not acknowledge Vortigern as his sovereign, but only followed Morgan temporarily for the sake of his plans.

"Young man, you're still the same as before."

Vortigern, holding his sword, turned to look at Ian.

“Ian, answer me a question: that day, did you really intend to leave me?”

Knowing that Vortigern was referring to the day he woke up and Vortigern personally came to visit him, Ian answered without hesitation:

"I have no such intention."

Ian did not lie.

No matter how many times he recalls that moment, he knows clearly that he will not choose to leave.

Morgan had not yet completed the task he had assigned himself, and he had to bear the infamy no matter how much criticism he received.

"Actually, it doesn't matter if you leave."

Vortigern stared directly at Ian before him.

"Because I always have a backup plan, you won't be able to leave here alive that day."

"..."

Ian sensed that Vortigern's words had a hidden meaning.

However, he couldn't think of a good answer, so he could only echo Vortigern's words.

"White Dragon King, this may mean that my luck has a miraculous effect."

“Really? Hahaha,” Vortigern laughed heartily, a rare occurrence for him. “I hope so.”

"Young man, you have rendered great service to me, and I will tell you a secret."

Although Voodoo was a lowly king, he possessed the magnanimity befitting a true ruler.

He told you the truth about the decline of the Age of Gods, and that Britain was facing unprecedented upheaval.

You realize that Vortigern is carrying a burden far beyond your imagination.

But at the same time, you considered the possibilities that should have existed.

"Why not tell King Uther about these things..."

Ian asked Vortigern the first and last question he had asked since joining his service.

"If Britain is facing such turmoil, we should join hands with each other."

“Ha, do you think he wouldn’t know?” Vortigern’s smile faded. “Young man, if he truly intended this, you and I wouldn’t be here right now.”

"..."

Vortigern was right.

King Uther had absolutely no intention of making peace with Vortigern.

The idea of ​​joining hands was flawed from the start.

There can only be one true king of Britain, no matter when or where.

Vortigern didn't tell you anything more; his war with King Uther continued.

The flames of war spread ever wider, and it seemed as if the roar of iron hooves and the clash of swords could be heard on every inch of British soil.

You know that much of it was your doing, yet you can't change it.

Your hallucinations are getting worse; occasionally, people see you talking to yourself in empty spaces.

But only you know that this is the only way you can see Morgan now.

However, no one cared about these things, because your performance on the battlefield remained valiant, and you never accepted Vortigern's rewards, instead giving them to others and taking nothing for yourself.

As a henchman of the White Dragon, you gradually became the commander of one of Vortigern's armies.

Finally, the moment of decisive battle has arrived.

You know you're about to face Britain's truly powerful army.

You will face off against the knights of Britain.

[The bugle sounded, and a great battle was about to begin. Troops from both sides surged forward like a tidal wave.]

But you, who are usually so brave, have lost focus at this moment.

[Because on the opposing side, you saw a familiar figure that shouldn't exist here.]

Princess Morgan has arrived at the front lines of the battlefield!

9. The invincible princess?

Ian could not believe what he was seeing.

Morgan sat atop a white horse, still dressed in the clothes she wore at the royal court, exuding an air of dignity and majesty.

However, what is particularly striking is that she had no knights accompanying her, which is why Ian was able to spot her at first glance.

But that's not a reason for her to be here.

Regardless of her identity as a magician or her status as a princess, Morgan should not be here, both morally and logically.

This would expose her to many risks that she wouldn't normally have to take.

unless--

Morgan needed to do this for some reason.

The most loyal knights often possess the sharpest vision.

You soon discovered that King Uther was not among the opposing army.

You realized Morgan's intention—to demonstrate his abilities before King Uther.

Although you don't understand why she's doing this on purpose, you know that once you grasp this, you must make all her wishes come true.