Tiamat, I'm going to find a girlfriend!

"What should we do?"

"I've already thought about this problem—"

Morgan gripped his wand.

At this moment, she has become much more confident than before.

"Since Britain can be turned into a ship..."

"So, equipping the ship with the necessary weapons shouldn't be a big problem, right?"

196. Artoria's Moonlit Confession

"Mother, are you sure this is okay?"

Bavanshi, who had taken on the role of "deputy," asked this question in Morgan's magic workshop.

"I feel……"

"This seems like a very risky thing to do."

"Don't worry, my child Bavanshi."

Looking at the parchment in his hand, densely covered with writing, Morgan said without turning his head.

"This is the only way to keep your father."

"You... should know better than anyone else."

“Of course I understand what you mean, Mother.”

Bawanshi's expression became much more serious.

"But can the island of Britain really withstand weapons of this caliber?"

"Even if it can't be carried, it must be carried."

Morgan turned around.

The moment their eyes met, Bavanshi froze.

because……

She saw a face that had never been shown to her proud mother.

helpless?

fear?

Or something else?

In short, Bavanshi never imagined that her mother would one day have such an expression.

"I understand."

"I... will do my best to help you."

"I will... I will definitely not let Father be taken back!"

Inside the magic workshop, two figures began to get busy.

That same night.

The top of Camelot's castle.

Artoria, now dressed in casual clothes, stood at the edge of the city wall, gazing intently into the distance.

tap.

tap.

The knight's boots made a crisp sound on the ground.

"Artoria, I'm here."

Ian appeared in the distance.

"It's finally here~"

Artoria turned around and spread her arms toward where Ian was.

"Waiting for you for a long time."

"..."

"What's that look in your eyes?"

Having changed into casual clothes, Artoria twirled in front of Ian, then smiled at him and asked softly:

"Were you attracted by my outfit today?"

"..."

"Ah."

Ian nodded very honestly, without any attempt to hide his feelings.

"Artoria, you smell wonderful."

"..."

"This sentence has a very special meaning for me."

Artoria met Ian's gaze, and then, under his watchful eye, slowly unbuttoned her casual clothes.

For an instant.

Under the moonlight, a pair of fair skin appeared, a sight that was incredibly beautiful just to look at.

"Ian, do we have to do what we used to do?"

"..."

The knight did not respond, but his actions spoke louder than any answer.

"Well……"

"Well……"

Artoria slightly raised her head, exhaling a soft breath.

"You're still the same as before..."

"But... I like it so much."

Artoria was pinned against the wall by Ian. The once arrogant queen had now completely become food for the dragon.

Every movement she made was perfectly in sync with the dragon itself.

"Ugh..."

As the dragon released its grip, Artoria leaned against the city wall behind her.

She looked incredibly disheveled, like a girl who had been forced to do something because her vitals had been exploited.

but……

If you saw Artoria's expression, you would never have such doubts.

That's an expression that can only appear in extremely happy circumstances.

"Ian, do you know what I'm thinking right now?"

"do not know."

Ian remained quite honest.

"But that must be a wonderful thing, right?"

"Is it wonderful?"

"It really is a wonderful thing."

Artoria tilted her head slightly, and although she had grown into an absolute beauty, she showed a smile that was almost identical to that of her teenage years.

"I remembered... the day we met."

Do you remember what that scene was like?

"..."

The dragon didn't answer Artoria directly; it seemed to be pondering her question.

However, this reflection did not last long.

Just like with Artoria, the memory of the day they met was also an extremely beautiful thing for Ian.

"I remember."

"I remember it all."

“I escaped from my mother’s ocean and then met you by the lake.”

"Is it really that simple, just meeting them?"

Artoria blinked her beautiful green eyes and continued speaking.

"You... fell into the lake where I bathed."

"Just like a shooting star."

"Ah."

Ian nodded, seemingly without any shame about the matter.

"Back then, Artoria didn't have such large quantities of grain... It tasted like slippery food."

"So that's all you thought of me back then?"

"Um……"

"because--"

"I can't think of any more words."

Ian stared directly at Artoria in front of him.

"Just seeing you makes me feel like I'll never go hungry."

"Just seeing you gives me a sense of security, like having food right next to me."

“I don’t know what this means… but for me, it’s a feeling I really need.”

"Seeing you makes me unconditionally hungry... Artoria, why is that?"

Do I really have to say it?

Artoria said, her face slightly flushed.

That was a reaction tinged with girlish feelings, genuine and full of heartfelt emotion.

"I would like to know."

Ian took Artoria's hand.

So tell me.

"That--"

"It must be because you can't live without me."

"I...can't live without you?"

"Correct."

Altria nodded.

"You only feel this way when you can't live without someone."

"I only react like this when I need someone... even just seeing them makes me feel at ease."

"This is a sign that you can't live without it."

"How do you know so much?" Ian asked, puzzled.

"because--"