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

"..."

The girl was silent for a moment, then continued.

"Mr. Ian."

"Is it possible that——"

"Are you so unhappy because I asked you to come with me to the campaign?"

“That’s not true,” Ian immediately denied. “Since I’ve become the chief knight of the Knights of the Round Table, I naturally have an obligation to bear this responsibility.”

"I have no objection to your orders."

"really?"

"real."

After confirming it several times, Artoria finally felt a little relieved.

Holding the horse's reins, her eyes were filled with deep affection.

"Mr. Ian, do you remember this horse?"

"Is it East Starien?"

"Huh?!" A hint of surprise appeared in Artoria's green eyes, which resembled a sea of ​​trees.

"Mr. Ian, you actually remember!"

"Isn't that obvious?" Ian smiled slightly. "This is the horse I gave you. It's only right that I remember it, isn't it?"

Hearing this, the girl was even more moved.

After hesitating for a moment, she asked in a low voice:

"Mr. Ian, is it correct for me to understand it this way?"

"you--"

"You do have feelings for me, don't you?"

"..."

Ian simply smiled and did not respond.

But it was enough to cause Artoria to misunderstand.

An immense power surged from the girl's body.

She raised the sword in the stone, a symbol of the throne, and pointed it at the sky above.

"Knights of Camelot!"

"Follow me into battle!"

"oh--!!!"

The king's presence continued to inspire the knights.

But the knights had no idea who was encouraging the king.

Although she appears as an innocent girl when alone with you, Artoria has not lost all the uprightness befitting a queen.

Despite her petite stature, she was more valiant than any knight on the battlefield.

She led from the front, showing no fear of being wounded.

She even considered shielding you directly behind her.

"Mr. Ian, please hide behind me."

The girl named Wang held the sword in the stone, and she looked incredibly brave.

No one would doubt that she was unworthy of the title of Queen of Camelot at this moment.

"I will protect you!"

"I always feel like you're looking down on me."

Ian drew the longsword from his waist.

"Artoria, don't forget that I am also a knight."

"In terms of the speed at which I kill enemies, I may not be slower than you."

"is it?"

For once, Artoria's eyes revealed a competitive attitude towards Ian.

"Mr. Ian, let's see who kills more enemies!"

"That's exactly the idea I had."

After making this agreement, the two went off in two different directions.

[You and Artoria have begun a competition known only to the two of you.]

In this atmosphere, the morale of the knights you lead is high.

That was an overwhelming force, capable of destroying everything in its path.

"Brother Gawain, Father is so amazing!" Gareth praised Ian.

“Of course.” Gao Wen said with immense pride.

"My father is the man who taught me swordsmanship!"

"Gareth, we cannot let our father down!"

The Last Honor has been upgraded to Last Honor+.

Your valiant spirit on the battlefield was in no way inferior to that of Artoria, the queen.

The knights yearn to become knights like you.

Gareth often patted his chest and said, "The strongest knight is my father, and I am his most powerful daughter."

Unsuspecting knights would often idolize Gareth because of this—and such praise would usually end with Gawain tapping her on the head and then explaining everything to the knights.

You have won three consecutive battles, pushing the border of Camelot forward considerably.

After their resounding victory, Artoria led you to a military tent in the camp.

"You all go out first."

"I need to discuss the next strategy with Secretary Ian."

Artoria, covered in blood, gave this order to the guards.

"And no one is allowed to enter without my order."

The guards had never doubted King Arthur—and this time was no exception.

"Yes!"

The surroundings suddenly became quiet.

Before Ian could say anything, Artoria was already standing in front of him.

The girl in armor tiptoed and gently kissed his lips.

It was a kiss tinged with blood, sweet and slightly moist.

for a while.

Artoria reluctantly released Ian's lips.

“Mr. Ian, we finally have the opportunity to do this.”

"Ah."

Ian gently rubbed Artoria's head.

"Because before that, we have more important things to do, don't we?"

“Yes.” Artoria nodded.

"But I still want to say something."

“Mr. Ian—”

"Your performance was much better than I expected. I knew my choice was right!"

"..."

Ian simply smiled and did not directly respond to Artoria's words.

He would never let her know what he had been involved with in the past.

The girl didn't intend to investigate further.

She reached out and gently wiped the blood from his forehead.

"Mr. Ian."

"Artoria, what's wrong?"

"Come to the grove of trees next to the military camp tonight, I'll be waiting for you there."

"……Understood."

Although you don't know what Artoria wants to do, you still decide to act according to her instructions.

You faced the knights' praise as you waited for night to fall.

Time passed, and night fell without our noticing.

You avoided the knights' gaze and went to the grove alone.

You can be 100% certain that no one else will come here.

This is a small grove of trees.

If they put their minds to it, they could probably cut it all down in a month or two.

There were hoofprints on the ground in the woods.

Ian realized that someone had arrived on horseback—it must be Artoria.