Tiamat, I'm going to find a girlfriend!

"Aren't you going to move aside?"

"..."

The knights were eager to resist such pressure.

But my body started moving involuntarily.

Soon, a road leading to Merlin was cleared out.

"Thank you."

The boy finished speaking quite politely.

Then they continued walking forward step by step.

Once again, he came before Merlin.

Do you know what you're doing?!

"Do you know who I am?"

The magician, who had been somewhat frivolous just moments before, now showed more fear.

After all, under normal circumstances, no one would dare to lay a hand on me like that.

Now, he has not only taken action, but he has also acted without restraint.

"Of course I know what I'm doing."

Ian raised his fist.

"I know who you are too—"

"That lousy-tasting guy."

"what?"

Before Merlin could say anything more, he was punched solidly again.

But Ian soon discovered something as well.

He was seen grabbing Merlin by the collar, his brow furrowed.

"Isn't there a way to just kill you?"

"What a disgusting existence."

"..."

Ian's words made Merlin's eyes widen.

He realized that the other person seemed to be able to see through his immortality.

This guy……

It's not as simple as you might think!

Back to Artoria's side.

It has to be said that she had no idea Ian would throw a punch so directly.

In the past...

At least they'll tell you a couple of things beforehand.

and many more.

Artoria realized something.

Ian is not the kind of person who would display such violence just by picking anyone.

His reason for judging whether someone is worth taking action against is their "taste".

Artoria looked at the head that was swaying from side to side because of Ian's fist and understood.

That means...

This magician named Merlin has a very bad smell?

That does seem to be true.

He was the magician sent to meet him, but he had a nonchalant attitude.

When Artoria first saw him, she felt somewhat uncomfortable.

Ian found going up there incredibly stress-relieving.

"king--"

A knight's voice rang in the girl's ears.

"Are we really not going to do anything about it?"

"If he were to kill Merlin, then..."

The knight's words enlightened Artoria.

That's right.

This is only the first day.

If things start off this outrageous, there will likely be more trouble later.

"I see."

Artoria dismounted and walked towards Ian.

She took his hand.

"Ian."

Hearing the familiar voice, the boy turned around and stopped when he saw that it was Artoria.

And the girl knew it too.

This is temporary.

he--

He was waiting for the reason he would give him.

"do not do that."

"It will scare other people."

"if--"

The girl bent down, pretending to pull Ian, but actually whispered something in his ear.

"If you really hate him that much."

"We'll find another chance to beat him up later."

"..."

Although he wasn't entirely ready to stop yet, Ian didn't object to Artoria's suggestion.

Merlin, who had been beaten beyond recognition, was finally able to get up.

He initially thought Artoria had come to rescue him, but the next second he heard something that made his head spin.

"Get out of here right now—"

"..."

Merlin thought he had misheard.

But reality presented itself to him.

Artoria spoke again:

"Don't you understand what I mean?"

"Leave here now, immediately."

"Merlin, I am very grateful that you came to welcome me."

"but--"

Artoria looked almost explicitly at Ian, who had stopped her.

"My most important friend doesn't want to see you."

"So, disappear immediately."

"otherwise--"

Artoria released Ian's hand.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to stop him anytime soon."

"..."

Merlin glanced at Artoria, then at Ian.

After confirming that the two of them were absolutely in agreement, he bit his lip.

In the end, all Merlin could give was that one sentence.

"I understand."

Merlin fled in a very disheveled state, disappearing from Ian's sight.

Artoria turned around and, forcing a smile, said:

"Everyone, it's alright now."

"Let's end the farewell celebration here."

"I... will not let you down."

I swear by this sword!

Artoria's voice wasn't loud, but it was very captivating.

This is especially true when paired with the ceremonial golden sword, Caliburn.

Cheers erupted once again in front of the castle.

But at that moment, Artoria subtly tugged at Ian's hand.

She said softly:

"Come to the castle tonight."

"I have something to tell you—"

19. Why don't you have that down there? (3/3)

night.

The British sky is sparkling.

"The stars are so beautiful tonight!"

Artoria looked at the sky and said this.

After drawing the golden sword of certain victory (Caliburn), she became the de facto heir to Britain.

However, being new here today, there aren't any particularly complicated matters to attend to.

"Ian, what do you think?"

"Yes, it is indeed very beautiful."

The boy nodded as he looked at the scene in the sky.

"It's a bit of a shame that we can't smell it."

"Why do you always talk about the taste of everything..."

Artoria muttered something.

"Is it because of the taste today too?"

Artoria's words only made things worse, as soon as she finished speaking, Ian looked directly at her.