"..."

Ian hesitated for a moment and chose to tell him part of the truth directly.

"Well...actually I was the knight who escorted her all the way back to Camelot."

The leading knight was stunned for a moment, and then took Ian's hand with excitement.

"Are you...the knight named Ian?"

"Yes, it's me."

"Hey!" The leading knight immediately waved to the people behind him, "Come here quickly! This is the knight named Ian who has been discussing in the military camp!"

"what?!"

[The defeated knights move toward you. 】

[They cast admiring glances at you. 】

[This surprises you. 】

[You start asking what's going on. 】

[The defeated knights quickly told you everything. 】

[You finally have a chance to know what the situation is like on the front line after you and Morgan left. 】

[King Uther did not announce the real reason for driving his daughter Morgan back to the capital. 】

[Instead, he chose to explain the problem clearly to his troops on the grounds that "Camelot needs her guard". 】

[As for you, King Uther concealed all the truth as "a knight who can only be intimidated by the princess". 】

[This is considered his most failed decision. 】

[Because Morgan is invincible in the minds of the knights, and you are a brave general who is impressed by her. 】

[As Britain's military strength began to decline, this argument became more and more intense. 】

[The absence of you and Morgan seems to have been unanimously considered by the knights as the fundamental reason for the defeat of the war. 】

[But you, who know everything, know that this is what King Uther did intentionally - this may be the last bit of care he has for Morgan. 】

[You realize that the situation may be a godsend. 】

Ian calmly pressed the blade he originally planned to pull out back into the scabbard.

"So much happened."

"It's really hard for you."

"It's not hard work..." The leading knight showed a regretful and sad look, "The king was defeated, and so were we."

"It's not entirely your fault."

Ian patted his shoulder and comforted him.

"We also have a responsibility - we should have insisted on staying on the front line."

"Lord Ian, we..."

"Okay, don't regret this anymore." Ian stopped the knights' sadness, "You have to look forward, the road is always at your feet."

"Tell me, how many people like you are there around here?"

The knight shook his head.

"I don't know."

"Everyone is running away. We are just a small group. They are now parked in the village in front."

"I see."

Ian was a little glad that he didn't rush to take action just now - after all, he might scare a few away due to too much movement, which would be a big problem.

"Everyone."

Ian parked his horse.

"Take me to meet them."

"it is good!"

[With the guidance of the knights, you can enter the village. 】

[Talent Affinity·Chivalry has been activated: neatly dressed, you are considered a powerful knight, and the villagers do not show any objection to your arrival. 】

[You met the other knights. 】

[They are sitting around a campfire, looking quite tired. 】

[The wounds on their bodies are more shocking than those of the knights you have encountered before. 】

[Obviously, this is a group of more seriously injured knights. 】

[You can feel from those wounds the way they fought for King Uther. 】

[To be fair, as a former colleague, you do feel a little heartbroken for them. 】

[The knights just now told your identity to the others present. 】

[They expressed considerable surprise. 】

"Lord Ian..."

These injured knights braced themselves and planned to stand up to show their respect.

"You don't need to get up."

Ian stopped them immediately.

"My status is not much higher than yours."

This is true - because these knights obviously don't know that they are married to Morgan.

Or to be more precise, it should be that the grand wedding did not affect this remote village.

After all, what Ian felt from the villagers' eyes as he walked in was more curiosity than respect.

"You don't need to be so respectful."

As Ian spoke, he distributed the rations he brought to the knights.

"Let's eat something first."

"Thank you so much!"

The knights were grateful for Ian's generosity, and this exchange made them relax a lot.

"May I ask how the princess is doing?"

"She is very good." Ian replied without hesitation, "Under her management, Camelot has become more prosperous than before."

"hateful!"

Upon hearing this, one of the knights hammered the ground.

"If only we could defeat that damn Vortigern!"

"If we could bring victory back to Camelot, we wouldn't need to feel guilty like this now!"

"..."

Ian somewhat wanted to tell everyone present that this war was actually doomed to fail.

But in the end, he hid all his thoughts deep in his heart.

If it's unnecessary, don't mention it.

"So, how did you come to this village?"

Ian glanced at his surroundings.

"Did you come here by chance like me?"

"It can't be said to be entirely accidental."

"What does it mean?"

"Um……"

The knights looked at each other and nodded.

It was still the knight who took the lead just now who explained:

"A young man named Artolis brought us here."

42.Unexpected reunion

[The knight’s words made you realize something. 】

[This is the village where Artolis is located. 】

[Rescuing the knights who were defeated from the front line is indeed what a person of his kind would do. 】

"Then where is he now?" Ian asked.

"This one……"

The knights looked at each other, then shook their heads.

"He didn't tell us where he went, he just asked us to wait here for him to come back."

"Did he say anything else?"

"No more." The knight answered truthfully.

"it is good."

Ian did not continue to ask.

He knew that these wounded knights wouldn't know much.

However, even if there was no useful information, Ian could probably infer what Artolis was doing.

Based on his character, he was probably looking for a way to help this group of knights.

[Your thoughts were soon confirmed. 】

[With the words "Everyone has been waiting for a long time", Artolis appeared in front of you with a bucket of things and an older man. 】

[Obviously, the bucket should be food, and the older man was the one she invited to treat the knights' wounds. 】

[You smiled and waved to him. 】

[But he was stunned, and the bucket he was holding fell vertically from his hands because of this. 】

Ian's response was quick.

The moment the barrel was out of Artoris's hand, he took action directly.

Before it fell to the ground, Ian had already held it firmly in his hand.

"So fast!"

The knights' eyes were filled with surprise.

They increasingly believe that the defeat of the war is closely related to Ian's absence.

"Give."

Ian handed over what he was holding.

"Artolis, focus on what you are doing."

"Eh...oh."

Artolis nodded repeatedly, took the bucket from Ian, and then seemed to suddenly realize something.

She first said to the people beside her who came with her:

"I'll leave it to you to treat the knights' wounds."

Then he looked back at Ian.

"Mr. Ian, please wait for me!"

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