Tiamat, I'm going to find a girlfriend!

This time, without the dragon's words, Bawanshi began to organize these things herself.

This process is not long.

Bavanshi quickly "resolved" all of this.

But this time...

After turning around, she took the initiative to extend her hand to Ian.

"Let's go, where's the next place?"

"..."

"follow me."

Ever since——

Initially somewhat embarrassed as Ian led her around, Bavanshi gradually caught up with her father.

In the library:

Bavanshi saw the books her mother used to read carefully, with all sorts of bookmarks and marks on them.

This is something only Morgan could do.

After all, although she was a princess who was not very respected, no one could stop her from having the right to study.

"Mother, have you read so many books...?"

Bawanshi started muttering to herself.

At the market:

Bawanshi heard the calls.

Those were all people who had some contact with their mothers.

"You must be Morgan's daughter—you really do look just like her."

"Really? Thank you for your compliment."

Bawanshi answered with neither arrogance nor humility, but she also had a different feeling inside.

Although her mother was of lowly status, she never gave up loving Camelot and Britain. Even though she was not respected, she still left her own mark.

Ian led Bavanshi around in scenes like this, one by one.

The latter, which had initially been making a fuss, gradually quieted down and eventually even showed some anticipation.

Dusk.

The soft glow of the setting sun shone on the streets of Camelot, also casting a golden hue over the city walls.

Bavanshi stood there with Ian.

"Is there anywhere else we want to go?" the girl asked.

“Yes,” Ian answered without hesitation.

"There are a lot more."

"We still have a long way to go."

"..."

"Really?" Bawanshi laughed self-deprecatingly. "Then I think I don't need to go."

"why?"

Ian looked at Bavanshi.

"Don't you like it very much?"

"These are all places Morgan has been."

"I do like it."

"but--"

Bavanshi met Ian's gaze.

"I'm not so bad as to not understand what you mean."

"Ian, is this how you want to tell me what my mother went through?"

Bavanshi is not stupid.

From the initial restaurant to the pharmacy, and then to various other locations.

They may be complex and diverse, or they may be located in different corners of Camelot.

But one thing will never change.

That is...

They all belong to places their mother, Morgan, had once visited.

Bawanshi understood what this meant—compared to her mother, she still had a long way to go, and some gaps could not be easily bridged.

Only by experiencing these things can one truly possess that so-called "flavor," right?

This silly dragon can sometimes express itself in a surprisingly gentle way.

"I get what you meant now."

Bawanshi sighed.

"I've calmed down."

"There is still a big gap between me and my mother—I was too hasty, and I went too far."

"so……"

Bawanshi turned her head slightly to the side, looking somewhat guilty.

"Give me some time, please."

“If I went through what my mother went through, and walked the path my mother walked, if I did that… if I did that, I would definitely be more ‘savory’ than her, right?”

"Right, that must be it!"

Bavanshi's gaze returned to the man in front of her.

"Will you...give it to me?"

"..."

Ian remained silent for a long time, looking as if he were sizing up Bavanshi.

Suddenly, he spoke again:

"I do not understand what you mean."

"Don't you understand what I mean?" Bawanshi was taken aback.

"How could I not understand!"

"I just don't understand—"

"but……"

Suddenly, Bawanshi found herself being hugged by Ian.

Then came the simple and clear words.

"You seem to be starting to have some charm."

178. Bavanshi is becoming like her mother.

"..."

Happiness sometimes comes just like that, unexpectedly.

The scent that I couldn't find no matter what I did just now suddenly appeared on my body.

Bavanshi's first reaction was naturally...

Are you trying to comfort me?

That's right.

The "taste" or something like that can't possibly appear in an instant.

There is only one possibility.

That is...

He was comforting himself.

“I don’t understand what you mean, Bavanshi,” Ian replied, looking at the girl before him. “But—”

The dragon's body moved closer.

At the same time, he pretended to sniff it carefully.

"You have that kind of smell on you."

"..."

"Really?"

“Really,” Ian confirmed once again.

"This……"

After confirming that the other party was not talking nonsense, Bawanshi suddenly became flustered.

"You and I……"

"Why does it suddenly smell?!"

"..."

Ian was silent.

Clearly, he didn't know the answer to that question either.

For Bavanshi, this reaction was enough.

However, just as she was about to say something more, Ian seemed to sense something and looked up at the sky.

"are you back?"

The next moment, he leaped off the city wall.

For an ordinary person, jumping from that height would certainly be fatal.

But he is a dragon.

So, not long after that figure leaped off the city wall, it transformed into a giant dragon and flew into the sky.

The enormous shadow even blocked out the twilight that was originally illuminating the street, and only after it flew past did it allow the shadows to fall back to the ground.

"Hello! Hello! Hello!!!!"

Seeing Ian fly away, Bawanshi couldn't help but stomp her feet.

Having finally gained such recognition, it flew away into the distance the next moment.

What on earth is going on in this guy's head?!

Bavanshi was completely unaware that by thinking this way, she had unknowingly separated Ian from the identity of "father".

Forget it.

Looking in the direction Ian had gone, Bavanshi composed herself.

At least, she had gained his approval; the next thing to say was—

It's time to go find those two people.

Night falls in Camelot's tavern.

Bavanshi, Melyuchina, and Bagst gathered together.

"Wow, that's really not easy."