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

"Besides—"

Atoli smiled at Ian, like a small white flower blooming in the wilderness.

"Mr. Ian, didn't you come here in advance?"

When you are staring into the abyss, the abyss is also staring into you.

Ian really couldn't say anything more about Artolis's reason.

"Well, at least for now, we seem to be the same kind of people."

"But isn't it a good time to eat at this time? Although I know you can eat for a long time, it would be a bit torture for me to watch you eat for a whole day."

Ian had no intention of actually making Artolis pay.

After all, if calculated based on the amount of food he had yesterday, the few gold coins he got from selling the apples would not be enough.

Artoris's face suddenly turned red when he was poked at the painful spot.

He began to defend himself:

"That's not the case. I...had no intention of letting Mr. Ian and I eat delicious food for a day."

"I think……"

Seeing Artoris' hesitant look, Ian crossed his arms and looked very broad.

"There's no need to be secretive. If you have anything to say, just say it."

"I came here as promised, you don't think I would mind anything else, do you?"

"That--"

Artolis looked around.

All this seemed quite new to him.

"Mr. Ian, could you please show me around the city?"

"..."

Ian's silence made Artoris suddenly nervous.

"Is it... a difficult thing? If that's the case, please allow me to apologize for my rudeness."

"Far from being a hardship."

Ian reached out his hand and rubbed Artolis' head.

"Rather, I didn't expect you to make such a simple request."

"Wouldn't it be okay if you had said it earlier?"

"This--"

Artolis's eyes shone with gratitude.

"Well, then please!"

[According to Artoris's request, you took him to wander around the city. 】

[Because his face is too delicate, and today’s dress is suitable for both men and women. 】

[Someone soon noticed you and him. 】

[The royal capital, far away from the frontline war, lacks some interesting topics. You and Artolis quickly became the focus of attention. 】

"Oh my God, has the knight who has been serving the Queen finally come to his senses?"

"What is this guy's background? There are so many girls who want to talk to Captain Ian alone, but he doesn't pay attention to them. Now he is willing to take care of them?"

"Who knows? But Captain Ian really doesn't look old. I feel that even if the two of them walk together, there will be no sense of violation at all."

There were more and more strange discussions.

Artolis's expression looked awkward and uneasy - he probably didn't expect that such a simple request of his would actually cause such a heated discussion.

He began to realize that the knight next to him who was touching his head was far more respected than he imagined.

Ian's reaction was just the opposite.

He calmly reassured Artolis at first: "It's okay, don't take it seriously."

Then under his gaze, he pulled out the long sword from his waist and raised it to the sky.

The brilliance of the sun shines on the long sword, reflecting the silver-white blade into pure highlights.

Any normal person knows what Ian's action of drawing the sword symbolizes - "If anyone talks about such boring things from now on, don't blame yourself for doing it on the spot."

The street suddenly became quiet.

Everyone knows that Ian is a good guy, but once the good guy breaks out, it will be very scary.

No one dared to test Ian's bottom line.

In this temporary peace, Ian said to Artolis beside him:

"Let's go, they don't dare to say anything more."

"okay."

[You don’t know why you are doing this. 】

[You just thought you should draw your sword like a knight, so you actually drew your sword. 】

[But as far as the results are concerned, you don’t feel that bad. 】

[You took Artolis shopping for a long time. 】

[Although it was him who invited you on the surface, you were the one who actually gave the money in the end. 】

[Artolis is holding more and more things. 】

[The way he looked at you also changed slightly. 】

"Okay?"

Ian, who was walking in front, turned back and looked at Artolis who was following behind him.

"Is there anything else you want?"

"No more!" Artolis shook his head quickly.

His hands were already full of things Ian had bought.

"Mr. Ian, this is too much!"

"It doesn't matter, it won't cost much." Ian replied lightly.

"It's you, is there anything else you want to do?"

“What do you want to do—?”

Artolis looked at the city wall not far away.

Although times have changed, it still guards the royal capital in the most unpretentious way.

"Mr. Ian."

"If possible, could you let me go up there and have a look?"

28. The boy’s vision is beyond imagination

[You have actually noticed this a long time ago. 】

[Because along the way, you found that Artolis's eyes were always watching it. 】

[I brought it up now, but it seems that he has been quite restrained. 】

[This time, you didn’t ask any more questions, but answered directly. 】

"Okay, if you want to go, then go ahead."

Ian took what Artolis was holding into his arms.

"let's go."

"it is good!"

[Your prestige in the city is already very high. 】

[So even taking one person up the city wall is not a big problem. 】

[Artolis is very happy. 】

[He kept running in front of you along the way, and the two of you came to the city wall one after another. 】

"So...is this what it feels like to stand up here?"

Artolis, who was standing on the city wall, looked at the scene in front of him and exclaimed.

"You seem to like this feeling?"

Ian walked up to him and asked.

"Yes, Mr. Ian." Artolis nodded in confirmation, "When I was outside the city, I was thinking about whether there was a way to come here!"

"Now it's finally come true."

"Thank you, Mr. Ian."

"Thank you."

Ian, like Artolis, looked ahead, illuminated by the British sun.

What caught his eyes was the lush land near the royal capital, and the continuous large green forests.

"I'd rather know why you want to come up here so much."

"Because this is a place where you can have a bird's eye view of the whole of Britain, right?!" Artolis showed a completely different liveliness from before.

“This is my ideal place with the widest view!”

Actually not.

No matter how big or high the royal capital is, it is impossible to have a bird's eye view of the entire Britain.

After all, if that were the case, it would be impossible to cover up the defeat on the front line.

but--

These words made Ian stare at Artolis in front of him.

He could feel that the young man in front of him seemed to be carrying some unspeakable responsibility.

"By the way, Artolis, you said you have an older brother, right?"

"Yes." Artolis turned around and nodded.

"I do have an older brother."

"Then -" Ian showed a hypocritical smile, "Why are you here to sell the apples and not your brother?"

"Because my father wanted to train me."

Artolis replied without thinking.

“It was a very good experience to hike here pushing a wooden cart full of apples like this. I learned a lot along the way.”

"You mean hungry?"

"This is an accident." Artolis scratched his face in embarrassment, "I didn't expect to meet so many people who didn't have enough to eat along the way."

"Apples are absolutely not allowed to be given to them, so I can only share my rations with them."

Ian was about to ask what was going on with the underfed people, but he completely realized it the moment before the sound happened.

As Vortigern said, the land of Britain is undergoing great changes as the age of gods recedes.

The yields of the land are steadily decreasing.

In addition, the front line where the two armies were facing each other also required a large amount of supplies, which made the already unsatisfactory output even worse.

Now even the richest royal capital has been affected.