Tiamat, I'm going to find a girlfriend!

Tiamat's gaze swept over the people hiding in the building.

She hadn't forgotten the dragons who had tried to attack her alongside Ian.

"Is it for their own sake?"

"Do not."

"how is this possible?"

Tiamat simply couldn't believe it.

"No matter how you look at it... it was all built for their own convenience, right?"

“But Mother… I think I’ve already said it—these buildings were built a long time ago, long before I came to Britain, Artoria had already started doing them.”

"She specially set many rules for me, things that I could only enjoy, until... later everyone turned into dragons."

"..."

Tiamat looked at her with suspicion.

"Is this even possible...? This is her country, after all. Could it really change because of you alone?"

“I know my mother can’t believe it, but it’s okay.”

"You'll see much more soon."

"let's go."

Taking Tiamat's hand, Ian led her towards higher places.

That is a clock tower that overlooks the whole of Camelot, and even the whole of Britain.

"Mother……"

"You should know this is an island, right?"

"Of course I understand."

Once Tiamat calmed down, she wasn't entirely irrational in her communication.

"What a bunch of lunatics... They brought the island up from the ocean to this ethereal sky. Even if I hadn't come, this island would have fallen sooner or later."

"Yes, Mother."

"So, isn't its flight even more precious?"

"Knowing full well that one day they would fall, they still bravely spread their wings... Mother, don't you think that's an admirable spirit?"

"..."

"I don't think so..."

Tiamat turned her face away.

"Mingming, things don't have to be so complicated... If you just listen to your mother, everything will be fine, right?"

"There will be no problems, and there is nothing to worry about."

"return……"

"But that would also destroy the meaning of life, wouldn't it?"

Before Tiamat could finish speaking, Ian interrupted her.

"If... Mother, you arrange everything for me, then does this life truly belong to you, or to me?"

"I will always love my mother..."

"but……"

"I don't want to be my mother's shadow."

"I have my own thoughts, my own concerns, and everything I desire."

"Isn't this the meaning of life itself?"

"..."

Tiamat stood there, stunned.

She never imagined that her descendant, Ian, would say such a thing.

"Did they tell you to say that?"

"Do not."

Ian shook his head.

"This is my own realization, Mother."

“During the time you were away, I experienced many things I had never encountered before, and I also understood many things I couldn’t understand before.”

"Love should not be a constraint, it wasn't before, it isn't now, and it certainly won't be in the future."

“I know this might sound like a bit much to you—but…”

Ian hugged Tiamat.

"I don't want to give up on you."

"It's not that I want to leave you."

"I just want to know more about this world, and more about my aspirations for the future."

"I love you, but I also love Britain."

"..."

"What a silly child."

After a long silence, Tiamat said this.

She turned around and hugged Ian, asking softly.

"You really……"

"Do you like it here so much...?"

“I don’t know if this counts as liking…” Ian replied, “but I want to stay here.”

"They also want my offspring."

"I think this is what you meant by the propagation of life, Mother."

"..."

There was another moment of silence.

After a long while, Tiamat nodded.

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

"Why are you like this? Where did the you who loved your mother go?"

"Mother, I have always loved you."

Ian gently rubbed Tiamat's cheek.

"But I will always change."

“You…you weren’t trapped in the Sea of ​​Life forever, but came out on your own, weren’t you? Mother…is changing too.”

"..."

Ian's words plunged Tiamat into silence.

When she spoke again, her tone was no longer as serious as before.

"Are there any other places we can go?"

"I... suddenly find myself quite interested."

"Yes, of course."

After tossing and turning, Ian took Tiamat to Morgan's library.

Tiamat looked at everything before her and became somewhat puzzled.

"What is this...?"

"Research conducted to make the island of Britain fly."

"..."

"Wha, what?"

Tiamat was quite shocked when she saw the books piled up like a small mountain.

If the previous praise was just vague and unsubstantiated, then now it is a tangible fact.

"Isn't this possible?"

“I know you can’t believe it, Mother.” Ian’s gaze swept over all the books in the room. “Actually… I couldn’t believe it at first either.”

"After all, how could one person possibly have organized so much stuff?"

"but--"

Ian walked up to a set of books and took down the tallest one.

“These notes, which she left herself, could not possibly be wrong.”

“It’s not just this one, every single one is like this… I’ve also seen her working tirelessly without rest.”

"Everything was just to escape the punishment my mother gave me back then."

"..."

“Won’t anyone resent you, Ian?” Tiamat looked at the mountain of books.

"If you weren't here, there wouldn't be so much trouble, right?"

"Everyone... should have a lot of opinions about you."

“At first, that was true,” Ian answered his mother’s question truthfully, “but… in the end, no one blamed me.”

"They will still call me Chief Knight, respect me, and treat me with a smile."

"This might be partly due to Artoria, but..."

"I can feel it—"

Ian gently stroked the books in front of him.

"them……"

“They never truly resented me, but rather regarded me as a member of Camelot, a member of Britain, and a member of the knights.”

"..."

"..."

The library fell silent once again.

It was as if he was thinking, or as if he was speechless.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment, until Tiamat spoke again.

“If you want to stay, then stay.” She looked at her descendant Ian, as if she had figured something out.

"However, I have a condition."

"What are the conditions?" Ian met his mother Tiamat's gaze.

"Let me witness your wedding—"

Tiamat stroked Ian's head, as if she had returned to the Sea of ​​Life.

"At least let me see."

"Just how much do these girls you're talking about really like you?"

"Maybe... I might even want to stay here."

(End of book)