Tiamat, I'm going to find a girlfriend!

"Meow?"

Habertrot looked puzzled.

"What does it mean that the total height of Meiliuqina is 1.5 meters?"

What about a width of 1.2 cm?

"I don't understand, meow!"

"that is--"

"nothing!"

Before Ian could explain, Melyuchina jumped up and covered Ian's mouth.

"Let me tell you!"

"The test is complete!"

“How strange…” Habertlott muttered, “But whatever, just tell me already!”

"Okay, I'll tell you now!"

134. Meiliuqina: I will wear my wedding dress for everyone to see!

"Come back and pick up the cat in a few days!"

"Remember to be on time, meow!"

Recalling what Habertlot had said to her, Melyuchina's mind was still filled with a strong sense of unreality.

She herself, just like Morgan, received a wedding dress from Ian?

is this real?

Mei Liuqina pinched herself.

"It hurts."

It appears to be true.

She did indeed receive a wedding dress from him.

but--

Meiliuqina glanced cautiously at him beside her.

Is this really good?

Although it was indeed very happy at first, after calming down, I felt that it was something I shouldn't have done.

Even though he has said "this is something he gave to himself" rather than "something he used to treat himself," it won't change that feeling.

Why are you staring at me?

Is there anything about me that bothers you?

Ian's words abruptly interrupted Melyuchina's thoughts.

She quickly looked away and shook her head.

"No, it's nothing."

"I'm just curious... why you suddenly wanted to give me a wedding dress—I really do want one, but no matter how I look at it, it would hurt you and Artoria."

"I……"

"But Artoria clearly cares about your feelings too."

"Eh?"

Ian's words silenced Meryuchina, who was still rambling on.

"Does she care a lot about my feelings?"

"what are you talking about!"

Melyuchina almost immediately rejected Ian's statement.

"Artoria, why do you care about me?"

"Because you are also her knight."

Ian took Melyuchina's hand.

Under the moonlight, the scene looked as if the two had secretly pledged their lives to each other.

"Not just anyone can be a Knight of the Round Table."

"Since you've become a member of the Knights of the Round Table, it means she cares about you a lot."

"But it was clearly you who recommended it..."

Meiliuqina looked at the hand that Ian was holding, but she was reluctant to pull it away.

"If it were me, I probably wouldn't be noticed by Artoria."

"My birth was simply an existence that couldn't be more accidental."

"That's precisely why it's so important."

Ian picked up Melyuchina.

Fortunately, there were few people on the streets, so their intimate behavior didn't cause any trouble.

"I came to Britain by chance."

“But I still love this land, this land I’ve never been to before—does that mean I’m not qualified to become one of Artoria’s Knights of the Round Table?”

"Our situations are different!"

Mei Liuqina, who was being hugged, became a little shy.

Stop comparing your situation to mine!

"But I think they're the same."

Ian gently rubbed against Melyuchina's cheek.

For him, Melyuchina was certainly also like "food," just different from Morgan and Artoria.

She is a relatively special food.

It has no flavor, and you shouldn't chew it carelessly.

“Meliuqina, that’s Meiliuqina.”

Before she could say anything more, the petite swordsman was forcibly kissed by the dragon.

All resistance at this moment has become utterly meaningless.

Melyuchina's hand, which had been pounding on Ian's chest, gradually weakened until she finally yielded to his every whim.

for a long time.

Finally released by Ian, Meryuchina revealed her resentful original spirit.

This almost violent kiss actually brought her to her senses.

"So, you gave me that wedding dress because of your status as a Knight of the Round Table?"

"Answer me, is that really the case?!"

"I do not know."

Ian's answer was as honest and earnest as ever.

"But I'd be very happy to see Melyuchina like this."

"Well, that's it."

"..."

Mei Liuqina sighed.

"There's really nothing I can do against you."

"Seriously, how did I end up with a dragon like you?"

As Melyuchina spoke, her wings unfurled behind her.

Ian's hand involuntarily loosened its grip.

Meliuchina flew around him once, then spoke softly.

"Since you've decided to give me this wedding dress, I hope you won't regret it no matter what happens in the future."

"What is regret?" Ian suddenly asked.

"..."

Meiliuqina paused for a moment, then laughed.

"Too."

"You rascal, how could you possibly have any regrets?"

"Well then, I won't stand on ceremony with you—"

"When the time comes, I will definitely wear the wedding dress to show everyone, you..."

"Fine, since you don't mind anyway, I'll go with whatever you say!"

Before Ian could answer her, Melyuchina flapped her beautiful wings and flew away into the distance.

She didn't actually want to give Ian a chance to answer.

just in case……

Did he refuse?

That won't work.

This is her only chance to become his bride.

A white streak of light flashed across the night sky, as beautiful as a fleeing star.

With Artoria's support, Morgan's research proceeded as expected.

She was a rare magician of her time, and with the support of being King Arthur's sister, she naturally thrived.

Her ideas about utilizing the ley lines were fully revealed in this context.

The people of Camelot were astonished to see phenomena beyond what was expected of their time.

Something like:

The planted seed will complete a series of processes, including taking root, sprouting, and bearing fruit, within a few days.

And matching this speed is the fullness of the "fruit"—a fullness and abundance that people could never have imagined before.

In addition, there is the research and development and practical application of various devices.

"What a miracle."

"It's a miracle brought to us by Lord Morgan!"

Such praise was heard throughout the city.

Normally, Morgan would probably feel superior to Artoria after hearing such praise, and would even feel smug about it.

but now……

She simply said:

"No, you should thank someone other than me."

"It should be Artoria."

Morgan didn't know why he could say such a thing.

But it doesn't seem like there's anything wrong with it.

in this way--

Camelot entered a period of rapid development.