Tiamat, I'm going to find a girlfriend!

"Well--"

As soon as she finished speaking, Artoria sensed something.

She looked at him, her face slightly flushed.

If what we just had was a very simple contact...

Now, it's truly his mealtime.

"This is more like eating!"

As she said this, Wang slightly raised her head.

The legs that were clasped together on his body tensed up slightly.

for a long time.

window.

Artoria, held in Ian's arms, stood there with him.

Behind them were the wet marks left from their journey, still carrying the faint aroma of wine.

The king's legs were gently rubbing against something.

However, she herself seemed somewhat apologetic.

"Just bear with it for a little while."

"I want to save the most beautiful things for our wedding night."

"If you can't stand it... you can go find Melyuchina."

"I won't kill her because of this."

"..."

Ian didn't answer Artoria directly, but instead took her hands, one on each side, and leaned down.

The two of them grasped something together.

However, Artoria's hand was inside, while Ian's hand was outside.

"You clearly don't like me doing that, do you?"

Who would like that?

Feeling Ian's body temperature, which had become somewhat frightening because of her, Artoria no longer ran away as before.

On the contrary, she was very happy.

At least--

Artoria naturally cherished the memory of that moment when they pulled out the invincible golden sword (Caliburn) together.

"I only want you to be mine."

"but……"

"If you really want to keep someone, you don't have to be so ruthless."

"Artoria said softly."

"after all--"

The king of Camelot has taken action.

She rubbed it with great skill, as if searching for a vital spot.

After gently pinching something between her index fingers and thumbs, causing a surge of dragon breath, Artoria revealed a proud smile.

"Being only able to watch but not participate is already a great punishment in itself."

"What's more, it's the kind of observation where you discover you know nothing as well as I do about you?"

"..."

"Just don't hurt Melyuchina."

Ian hugged Artoria even tighter.

"As for other things, I'll do them if you're willing."

"is it?"

A deeper meaning appeared in Artoria's eyes.

“Ian, there is something I really need your help with.”

"Mei Liuqina's situation is considered resolved."

"but--"

“Things in Bagst are not so simple.”

"If my sister really did that kind of thing, then the relationship between you two will be hard to explain."

"..."

Ian rested his head on Artoria's shoulder.

"Can't understand."

"Artoria, you know what to do, right?"

"It's very simple."

Artoria's gaze turned serious.

"If the so-called 'illegitimate daughter' is due to problems with her mother's identity—"

"Then, if we make her our 'daughter,' this problem will no longer exist, right?"

100. Bagst, could also be my daughter (4k)

The air suddenly became quiet.

"why do not you answer me?"

Artoria felt the hand on her waist and asked softly.

Don't you want to do this?

"Do not."

Ian shook his head.

"I just wanted to know."

"Would this protect Bagst?"

"I don't want her to get hurt."

"You want to protect Melyuchina, and you want to protect Bagst too."

There was a hint of displeasure in Artoria's tone.

"So, I don't need protection anymore?"

“You are different, Artoria.”

Ian's hand, as if acting on instinct, traced down Artoria's V-line.

"I……"

"I'll always be by your side, so I'll never let you get into any danger."

"I love Artoria's scent the most."

"..."

Feeling Ian's restless hands, and that throbbing little Ian—no, now it should be called big Ian.

A satisfied smile appeared on Artoria's face.

She gently pressed something down with her hand, and then explained quite tenderly.

"No way."

"I already said we'd save this for after we get married."

"You can do whatever you want then, but not before the wedding."

"I want to leave the most beautiful things from that time."

"but--"

Artoria tilted her head slightly and kissed him on the shoulder where he was leaning against her.

"As an alternative, it's up to you."

"As long as you like it."

As soon as she finished speaking, Artoria's pupils dilated.

Dragons won't be polite to her.

Although Ian's most desired activity has been politely declined, it doesn't mean he doesn't have other things he wants to do.

"I love it so much!"

"I heard Artoria meow like a cat."

As he said this, he led her back to the moonlit night when they lay on the haystack.

At that time, the dragon's fingers and claws were as light as they were at that moment.

"It's not a cat..."

Artoria exhaled a soft breath.

The king's composure was completely lost at this moment.

"It's a lion."

"I am a fierce lion."

"besides--"

“If you care about Bagst, then I will protect her too.”

As she said this, Artoria, who called herself a lion, raised her head. She stood on her tiptoes, with only her toes touching the ground.

She is indeed a lion.

but--

In the face of a dragon, what difference is there between a lion and a cat?

"Well……"

"Meow--"

Artoria couldn't help but call out.

She eventually turned into a cat.

Three days until the wedding.

Bagst became increasingly uneasy.

Since her mother Morgan said she would spread rumors that Artoria was an illegitimate daughter, she has never contacted her again.

And what's even more terrifying is—

Meiliuqina has also disappeared.

She, who was usually always there with her hands on her hips, bickering with herself, seemed to have vanished into thin air.

Bagst didn't have many friends in the city to begin with, and now he felt an inexplicable loneliness.

No.

It shouldn't be about loneliness.

A more accurate description would be...