Tiamat, I'm going to find a girlfriend!

"It smells like my mother."

Ian pointed to the rain.

"Every single drop."

"Wha, what?"

If she was just wondering what shocking statement Ian would make, Artoria was now completely stunned.

"Does the rainwater smell like my mother?"

"Has Tiamat already arrived?"

"..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Artoria realized that what she said seemed to show too much hostility towards Ian's mother, Tiamat.

She quickly changed her words:

"I mean……"

"Now that your mother has come to Chaldea, shouldn't we prepare something?"

"Otherwise, wouldn't that seem a bit impolite?"

She didn't come.

It was as if he knew what Artoria was worried about, or as if he had always intended to reveal what he knew.

Ian quickly continued his story on his own;

"but--"

"In these raindrops lies her resentment and her dissatisfaction."

"She was very angry, which is why there was such heavy rain."

"..."

Although she had never met Ian's mother, Tiamat, Artoria could still imagine what it would be like from his description.

"So--"

Will she come?

"Or should we... allow this anger to continue to rage across Britain?"

"I do not know."

Ian turned around.

That was an expression Artoria hadn't expected.

He, who rarely showed any change in expression, now had a bewildered look in his eyes.

"I heard my mother's sorrow in the sound of the rain."

"Artoria, should I not stay here?"

"..."

"So what do you think, Ian?"

Artoria did not answer the dragon's question, but instead made him reconsider it.

Do you think you should stay here?

"If it's right, then find a reason to stay here;"

"If it shouldn't be done, there must be a reason for it."

"..."

After a long silence, Ian, who had not fully mastered human thinking, seemed to be analyzing Artoria's words.

"I want to stay."

“You are here, Morgan is here, and so are Melyuchina, Bagst, Bavanshi, Mashu… I want to be with you all.”

"I don't want to...leave Britain."

"..."

The moment Artoria heard Ian's reply, she felt as if something inside her had been put to rest.

She breathed a sigh of relief and then took Ian's hand.

"Then we won't leave."

"Stay with us."

"But, that won't work—"

Ian’s gaze returned to the rain outside the window.

"My mother will be sad, and the rain will not stop."

"And that kind of rain will eventually flood the whole of Britain."

"No... that kind of thing is not allowed."

"..."

Ian is absolutely right.

After thinking it over, Artoria suddenly remembered some things from the past.

A terrifying yet audacious idea slowly took shape in her mind.

"The rain won't stop, so Britain will be flooded. Is that what you're worried about?"

"Correct."

"If I told you that even if the rain doesn't stop, Britain won't be flooded, Ian, would you believe me?"

"Artoria, what are you planning to do..."

"Ascend to heaven."

Artoria said this.

"If everyone in Camelot can ascend, why can't everyone on the island of Britain?"

187. Morgan's Escape Plan from Britain

All fear of the unknown stems from a lack of power.

Once you possess power, many unknowns cease to be unknown.

For example, now.

"Are we really going to launch that plan, Artoria?"

Morgan looked at his sister, who had come here with Ian.

“It has to be done, sister.”

Artoria confessed everything Ian and she had mentioned without reservation.

"If we do nothing, the island of Britain will be flooded by this rain, and we..."

"It will also disappear completely."

"..."

Morgan understood that Artoria had no reason to deceive herself about such things.

The fact that she said that proves Ian has been eager to demonstrate how terrible the rain is.

"I see."

Morgan picked up his wand and slammed it heavily to the ground.

"Then let's begin immediately."

The rain still hasn't stopped.

The air in Camelot was filled with the scent of magic.

Tiamat was so powerful that even the evolved Camelot people felt uneasy.

but--

I don't know whether to say I'm fortunate or that it was an inevitable outcome within a chance occurrence.

Because of this overflowing magic, the Camelot who had transformed into a dragon was able to do what they were supposed to do with even more energy than usual.

"What is this for?"

Looking at the dragons busily working in the rain, Mei Liuqina's expression was both serious and puzzled.

On the one hand, she did receive orders from Artoria to collect the surrounding trees and transport them back to Camelot as quickly as possible;

On the other hand, she was not told what had happened.

"Baghster, do you know?"

"I don't know~"

Bagst, who resembled a giant dog, shook his head.

She was already carrying a load of firewood that rivaled that of any dragon, and it looked like she was about to add more on top of that.

"But since the capital has already issued such an order, shouldn't we just do as it's given?"

"..."

Seeing Bagst say this with a cheerful smile, Melyuchina couldn't help but frown.

"Big guy, you look really happy."

"What happened?"

"Hey, this..."

Realizing that his excitement seemed to have been noticed by Melyuchina, Bagst hesitated for a moment before revealing the answer directly.

"Ian came to see me today."

"They were looking for you?"

"Ah."

Bagst looked around and then shook the water off himself.

"He told me that I had to work twice as hard these next few days."

"..."

"that's all?"

Mei Liuqina was stunned for a moment.

"Is there nothing else to say?"

“Isn’t that enough?” Bagst glared at Melyuchina. “He even touched my head! That hasn’t happened in ages!”

"Uh, this..."

Seeing Bagst's satisfied expression, and even his desire to relive that moment, Meiliuqina thought for a moment and finally suppressed her urge to complain.

"That is indeed something to be thankful for."

"After all... it must feel really good to have him pat your head, right?"

"of course!"

"So now, I'm full of energy!"

Having fully inherited Ian's strong physique, Bagst showed off his robust body before once again rushing out into the rain.

"I need to move enough for ten people!"

"..."

"Really..."