The world in the moon begins with becoming Morgan’s husband!

[You feel that all this seems to be related to this grand banquet. 】

[You decide to risk your life and ask. 】

"My Lady, are you encountering something troublesome? If you can inform your subordinates, we may be able to solve it."

Morgan raised his head when he heard this.

In her prime, she looked at the ungrateful knight in front of her and suddenly sneered.

"Do you want to atone for your sins?"

"My Lady, I do have thoughts about this." Ian replied truthfully, "But I want to know more why you are so sad."

"Nothing to do with you."

Morgan replied coldly.

"Stupid knight, don't push yourself too far. Now that you can stand here, you should thank the great King Uther and that damn wine."

"But my lady, I am not trying too hard." Ian touched the cross sword on his waist.

"This is the responsibility that I should fulfill as your loyal knight, my queen."

The simulation continues.

[Morgan was silent for a long time after hearing your words of loyalty. 】

[She was moved by what you just said and seemed to want to say more, but in the end she decided not to say a word. 】

[There is some concern in her heart. 】

[You have been waiting for a long time and realized that you cannot sit still and wait for death. 】

[You decide to encourage her and let her drunken voice reveal her feelings to you. 】

【you did it. 】

[She is now going to ask a question that will determine your fate. 】

"Let me ask you." Morgan on the bed looked at Ian in front of him, his eyes still worried.

"You just said that as a knight, you are loyal to me, right?"

"Yes, my lady." Ian replied without hesitation, "Obeying you and fighting for you is the greatest honor I can have as a knight."

These skillful words of oath were not something Ian came up with in a moment.

It was the accompanying memory brought about by the simulation - after all, in this simulation, he was already a knight who had experienced many lives.

He was able to say these words of allegiance at once.

"That--"

Morgan looked around. In the huge room, there were only her drunk and this ungrateful knight.

The moonlight fell from the glass window on the side and shattered into colorful light curtains on the ground.

Dark clouds drifted by.

The room was plunged into darkness.

Morgan's voice sounded at this moment:

"But if at some point in the future, I no longer own Britain, but there is another king sitting on the throne."

"Will you still swear allegiance to me?"

Ian didn't expect Morgan to say such words at this time. He was stunned for a moment and was unable to answer the other party's question immediately.

The dark clouds dissipated.

Morgan's face was reflected in the moonlight again - but it already looked like it was almost collapsed.

"Sure enough, everything is just a false bubble...I never owned anything at all."

The simulation continues.

[Because of your moment of hesitation, Morgan fell into endless sadness. 】

[You realize that you have made a huge mistake and want to make up for it, but everything is in vain. 】

[Morgan began to fall into extreme self-doubt, approaching madness. 】

[You don’t know why she became like this after attending the banquet, but you know that it is absolutely impossible to continue like this. You try to find a way to temporarily let her get rid of this pain. 】

Looking at Morgan who was sometimes sneering and sometimes sobbing.

Ian knew that he couldn't just sit back and watch - her sadness came from his own hesitation, so he had to sum up everything by himself.

A few bangs.

Ian took off all the armor on his body, revealing his body that had become extremely strong due to long-term exercise.

"Stupid knight, what are you doing?!"

Although he fell into madness, Morgan still had a minimum degree of sanity.

But Ian didn't stop there.

He took a deep breath as if rushing to a battlefield.

"My Lady, I cannot see you sad."

"Although I may be executed by you after this, I still hope to bring you a night of pleasure."

3. You will die when the sun rises

The moonlight fell on Ian's strong skin, showing white streamlines and outlining the most perfect muscle shapes.

Coupled with those straightforward and undisguised words——

It has to be said that even Morgan couldn't help but look at the knight in front of him who dared to take off his armor in front of him.

She straightened her posture and returned to her usual cold state in front of Ian.

Although she was still tipsy, Morgan still maintained her majesty as a princess.

"Foolish knight, do you know what you are talking about?"

"Your Majesty, of course I know." Ian did not avoid the question, "If Your Majesty did not hear me clearly, I can say it again."

"My Lady, if you are willing, I can bring you a night of pleasure."

"But you are just a humble knight."

Morgan looked directly at Ian in front of him.

"How do you know how much pleasure I need?"

"My Lady, what I rely on is not knowing the level of pleasure you need, but—"

Ian paused for a moment, then continued.

"I do everything in my power to provide you with the greatest pleasure that I can."

"If I fail to give you what you want in the future, it will be a symbol of my uselessness, and I will naturally not be worthy of the position of knight."

"But I want to avoid all that."

[Ability affinity is activated. 】

[Morgan began to think about your words - they were obviously transgressive and filthy words, but at this moment she felt like a loyal knight. 】

[She hesitates. 】

[She began to feel that she really needed some pleasure to temporarily forget the pain at the banquet, and you, naked in front of her, were a good choice. 】

[But Morgan did not agree to this. 】

[She has even more ways to test loyalty. 】

"Foolish knight, your bluntness is limited to this moment, it is not true bravery."

Morgan said this as he got out of bed.

The princess walked aside barefoot, and the black dress she wore during the banquet left irregular traces behind her.

She reached out and took down the double-sided wine glass from the gilded high platform. The fine wine inside almost sloshed out due to this movement.

Under Ian's gaze, Morgan gently bit her finger and dripped her blood into the purple-red liquid.

Tick.

Ripples appeared on the calm wine liquid, striking Ian's heartstrings.

Morgan walked towards him, handed out the wine glass in his hand, and said in cold and ruthless words:

"Stupid knight, since you have spoken the so-called words of loyalty, you must have made up your mind to die."

"Drink this drink and you will die at sunrise."

"Of course, I allow you to make another choice - that is to admit that you do not have courage, but just a temporary obsession."

"Then, you don't have to drink this glass of wine, but from now on, you are no longer a knight of Britain."

"And the next time I see you, if your feet are still on British soil, I will kill you myself."

Everything is still going on.

[Morgan is not bluffing. 】

[As an outstanding descendant of the British royal family, as a princess, she is also a powerful magician. 】

[She can guarantee that the prophecy of death at dawn is true. 】

[She doesn’t think you have this courage. The so-called knight is nothing more than mediocre. 】

Looking at the bright wine and Morgan's almost mocking look, Ian just smiled, took the glass from her hand without hesitation, and drank it all.

He turned the wine glass in his hand over, and no more liquid fell from it.

"Aren't you scared?!" Morgan looked at the empty wine glass with a distorted expression.

Her prediction cannot be said to have completely failed, it can only be said that it has no connection with the present.

"I'm not kidding you. If you drink this glass of wine, you will die at sunrise!"

Ian burst out laughing at this.

"Hahahahaha, my lady, of course I know you won't be in the mood to joke with me."

"So this is also my most sincere answer - I am afraid of death, but I am even more afraid of not being able to die in the name of a knight beside the queen."

"My life is only a moment. If I can exchange for one night of pleasure for the Queen, that is a worthy death!"

Under Morgan's stunned eyes, she felt herself fall onto the bed.

No matter how delicate a dress is, it is extremely fragile at the moment it needs to break.

Reality and virtuality are intertwined, forming a bizarre and bizarre scene.

[Morgan did not reject your words. 】

[As a princess, she had an instinctive reaction in her heart. 】

[She seems to really need something to let herself vent and forget all the pain you don't know. 】

[But she realized that this seemed a bit uninhibited and tried to restrain herself, but found that she was enjoying it and couldn't help herself. 】

"My Lady, you don't seem to be resisting as much as you imagined..."

"Do not talk."

Morgan touched Ian's hand on his waist, but there was an irresistible majesty in his eyes.

"Stupid knight, you have no right to speak in front of me."

"I understand, my lady."

[Morgan found enough fun in you]

[She is worried that you will die before providing her with enough pleasure, so she is going to secretly cast magic from her on you. 】