Tiamat, I'm going to find a girlfriend!

"I won't bother you anymore."

With that, Morgan walked toward the door.

She knew that Artoria would definitely be persuaded by her.

after all--

She had secretly used Tiamat's magic to cast a persuasion spell on Artoria.

She would definitely think that her relationship with Ian was wrong.

Although it turned out to be the complete opposite of what was initially expected.

But Morgan felt that this suited him better.

Taking away Artoria's things is such a wonderful thing!

So--

Morgan looked at the strange knight Ian, who was still helping the villagers with their work.

She knew that the next few words she said to him would be her final move.

"Ian."

"Tonight is the perfect time to confess your feelings."

The scheme to sow discord between the knight and the king is about to come to an end.

34. Ian, not now (please read on) (4/4)

night.

The weather was unexpectedly nice.

Artoria and Ian walked through the village.

Because of Morgan's magic, the land was temporarily restored to life.

The rekindled campfires undoubtedly added a touch of hope to the village.

only--

Recalling what Morgan had said to her, Artoria felt that she could not calm down no matter what.

Is the problem with my relationship with him?

Artoria wanted to deny this fact, but a voice kept echoing in her head that she couldn't shake off no matter what she did.

"Artoria."

"What, what's wrong?"

The girl looked at him beside her with a guilty conscience.

"you……"

"I……"

Artoria felt her heart pounding.

He probably didn't realize anything!

however……

"Your eyes are so beautiful. You are the most beautiful British girl I have ever seen."

"..."

"what!"

Artoria pouted.

“I won’t be happy with this kind of perfunctory praise.”

"Eh, really?"

Ian scratched his face.

"This is what I learned today. I thought you would like it."

"you……"

Artoria hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped herself.

Her nature told her that this was something to be happy about.

But the voice inside my head was rejecting all of this.

King Cheng.

To become the king everyone expects.

become……

The king he desired.

Artoria felt her mind start to race again.

The last time something like this happened, I was still wondering whether or not to save him.

"..."

"Artoria, are you unhappy today?" Ian suddenly asked.

"Nothing!"

"I'm so happy!"

As if to prove this point, Artoria spun around in front of Ian.

"Look, I'm perfectly fine, aren't I?"

Artoria didn't want him to worry.

Even now, when my mind is a complete mess, it's still the same.

But what she didn't expect was—

After she finished speaking, the boy took her hand.

The temperature of their palms reached a unity at that moment.

"Ian."

"What are you trying to do...?"

Artoria asked cautiously.

She could tell that tonight, the other person didn't want to eat, but rather wanted to do something different from usual.

She felt a mixture of anticipation and fear.

"Let me think."

Recalling Morgan's teachings, Ian quickly made his next move.

He took the other person's hand and leaned closer.

Soon, their eyes met.

fiery.

sincere.

There was not the slightest attempt to conceal it.

Artoria felt the boy's gaze, and her head had already subconsciously turned to the other side.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

"This is weird, it's not like you at all."

"Why aren't you looking at me...?"

Ian muttered to himself.

He twisted back Artoria's other hand, which hadn't been holding the girl's, as it gradually avoided him.

"That's right."

"What are you doing?!"

Artoria resisted as Ian pinched her cheek with one hand.

"Just tell me, okay?"

"If someone else sees this..."

"That would be very strange."

"I love you, Artoria."

Ding.

The air suddenly became incredibly quiet.

After a long while, Artoria seemed to wake up from a dream and spoke blankly.

"What did you say?"

"I love you, Artoria."

Say it again—

"I love you, Artoria."

Ian pinched Artoria's cheek, looking at her with unwavering focus, while maintaining an absolutely serious tone.

That's right.

This is Morgan's formulaic confession tutorial.

If you care about someone, you should tell them.

Ian has memorized this rule perfectly.

only--

Artoria's reaction was different from Morgan's.

She was, of course, aware that this was a confession.

A confession when the village returns to normal.

but……

Right?

In a situation like this, it's not appropriate to accept a confession, right?

Although I really like this silly, fighting dragon, this won't do, will it?

The knight girl touched the weapon at her waist called the Golden Sword of Inevitable Victory (Caliburn).

He himself was the king.

He is the king who represents the future of Britain.

If you were to be so greedy for his favor, you would be doing a disservice to the Golden Sword of Victory (Caliburn).

“That’s right, Artoria.”

"Reject him—"

"After I become the true king, I will come back and understand his feelings."

"You can do it, right?"

The voice in my head was crystal clear.

He wanted to become king.

I want to protect everyone.

I made that oath when I drew my sword.