Tiamat, I'm going to find a girlfriend!

"……Um."

Altria nodded.

She discovered she had found a good accomplice.

The people were unaware that King Arthur, Artoria, and Melyuchina, the second-in-command of the Knights of the Round Table, had reached a secret agreement.

They remained immersed in that rare joy.

Ian was no exception.

But compared to most people, his joy was a little more intense.

Mei Liuqina is my good friend, someone I acknowledge, and someone with good fighting skills.

Now, this friend, who has become a Knight of the Round Table alongside him, can properly help Artoria realize that wish.

"This is really great."

"Is it really good?"

A familiar voice came.

Morgan suddenly appeared from the crowd beside Ian.

However, she was wearing very inconspicuous clothes, making it difficult to recognize her at first glance.

Clearly, having secretly witnessed Meliuchina's coronation ceremony, she did not wish to be recognized by others for some reason.

So in the end, he could only come over to Ian alone like this.

"My Lady Princess..."

"Ah."

"This time you finally got it right."

Morgan smiled slightly.

After glancing around, she quickly blew a soft breath into his ear and said gently:

Those were simple and clear words.

Come find me tonight—

"Don't let anyone find out."

"You know how to do it, right?"

57. The Knights of the Round Table cannot belong to Artoria alone.

night.

Under the shimmering moonlight, everything in the royal court seemed to be draped in a white veil.

Walking along this long path, Ian felt as if he himself had turned white.

The agreed-upon room was Morgan's room.

That's not far away.

dong dong——

Ian knocked on the door.

After this period of learning, he now understands how terrifying his initial method of taking the door down, going inside, and then putting it back up was.

This is actually in line with the behavior of a knight.

"Sister Morgan."

"I am coming."

"It's so late—"

Morgan's slightly lazy voice came from behind the door.

"come on in."

"Ah."

There was a snap.

The door opened, then closed again.

Everything seemed so quiet.

only--

When Ian arrived in the room, he sensed something was amiss.

No.

It shouldn't be described as just a trace.

It has a bright, pungent smell.

It was a scent like the fragrance of flowers, but even more exciting and exhilarating.

"Like it?"

Morgan asked the question as if he already knew the answer.

"This is—"

"These flowers were specially prepared by me."

The princess of Britain breathed softly into Ian's ear.

"No, you're not allowed to dislike it."

"Otherwise, I won't let you eat anything today—"

"..."

Ian didn't answer Morgan, he just kept panting.

He could feel a very subtle substance in the air constantly stimulating him.

This reaction, in turn, seemed to bring Morgan a sense of physical and mental pleasure.

"It seems you really like it."

"Come here and help me change my clothes."

With those words in mind, Morgan walked up to the mirror.

"What are you waiting for? Come on over here."

The princess's words, at that moment, seemed to transform into the allure of a witch.

Ian nodded and quickly walked up behind her.

only--

When Ian touched Morgan's clothes, he realized that her attire was different from usual.

It was a very thin layer of gauze.

It is almost negligible.

The moonlight shone in, falling precisely on the spot where Morgan and Ian were.

The chief knight of the round table quickly confirmed his idea.

Because Morgan in the mirror, even though nothing had been changed, had already seen everything.

High-quality grain stored in Longkou, adorned with a few sparks for decoration, was presented directly to Ian through a thin veil.

If you smell it carefully, you can even detect a faint fragrance.

A pair of long legs cast shadows in the moonlight, and as they rubbed together, a shape similar to Artoria's could be seen.

"Why did you stop?"

"Hurry up and help your sister change!"

"Or……"

Morgan in the mirror gently swayed her body up and down.

"You only eat heartily when your sister serves you the food?"

"You can't be this lazy—"

"Otherwise, you will definitely be punished."

"Roar..."

A low growl came from Ian's throat.

"At this point, there's no need to control yourself in that way."

"You're a dragon, you can do whatever you want—"

"Otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste of your talent?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Morgan's eyes widened slightly.

she knows--

The fish is hooked.

Oh, it should be called "Long'er took the bait".

Ian's breathing grew louder and louder, and the wildness of the dragon was fully displayed at this moment.

"Don't turn into a dragon!"

Morgan looked at himself in the mirror and said softly.

"Tonight, I only want to see you like this."

"As for the rest, do whatever you want—"

"You are completely free here with me."

No sooner had she finished speaking than Morgan's "freedom" delivered a direct blow to her.

tear-

Morgan's specially prepared food packaging was torn in half by those strong hands.

Soon, she saw herself in the mirror being treated as food that could be trampled and ruined at will, just like always.

"That's really going too far—"

Morgan looked helplessly at the dragon that had slumped down beside his shoulder and was pulling upwards at something.

"I'm really anxious."

"Is this how you usually treat your mother?"

"..."

"Ha, still ignoring me—you're acting like this now that you have something to eat?"

Morgan spoke as if she were disgusted, but her face was also filled with joy as she realized she had the little Ian she wanted.

"Ah."

The British princess gave a cold laugh, and then quite cooperatively followed Ian's feeding.

This guy is something else.

If it weren't for making him feel like it was a living thing, it wouldn't even be possible to get him excited directly.

but--

There's another thing to do today.

And it's a very important thing to do.

“You know what, Ian?”

"There are now two Knights of the Round Table."