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

[Sure enough, Kai is still following behind. 】

[But you don’t mind. 】

[You bring Artolis to your horse. 】

"Mr. Ian." Artolis looked very surprised, "Is this your horse?"

Ian nodded.

"Correct."

"Then this is well-bred, isn't it?" Artolis sighed as he stood in front of the war horse, looking at its mane.

"Excellent coat color, strong limbs, and these freshly tied horseshoes!"

"Mr. Ian, he will definitely feel lucky to be your war horse!"

This time it was Ian's turn to be a little surprised.

"Artolis, do you know so much about horses?"

"Yes." Artolis's slightly raised eyebrows showed that he was a little proud at this moment.

"Mr. Ian, this is something that knights must know, so I still have a certain degree of understanding."

"Your war horse is indeed very good."

"..."

Ian glanced calmly at Kai who was hiding in the dark, and then at Artolis who was very happy because he was involved in something he knew.

He hesitated for a while and then said:

"So be it, Artolis."

"I will give this horse to you."

"what?"

Artoris was stunned for a moment, and then his whole body suddenly came to his senses.

"No, no, no!" He waved his hands, "Mr. Ian, how can I ask for your horse?"

"If that's the case, you'll have no horse!"

"It doesn't matter." Ian looked very indifferent, "Just find a horse in the village for me to ride back."

"When we get to Camelot, I'll just change to another horse."

Camelot certainly has no shortage of war horses.

After all, both Ian and Morgan are quite sensitive to this matter.

"This……"

Seeing that Artolis was still hesitant, Ian continued.

"Artolis, every knight should have his own war horse."

"Since you know it so well, I think it will also be happy to receive this appreciation."

"Mr. Ian..."

"Okay." Ian gently patted Artolis on the shoulder.

"Get on the horse and try it first. You have to take this step."

"Well! I see!"

After helping Artolis mount his horse, Ian took a peek at Kai in the dark.

The other party's expression softened significantly.

But this is normal - after all, anyone with a discerning eye can see the value of this horse.

Then it will be much more convenient.

However, Ian did not expect that the next thing would develop in a direction that even he did not expect.

I saw Artolis looking down at Ian after sitting on the horse.

With a slightly red face, he spoke cautiously:

"Mr. Ian."

"Why don't you mount your horse too?"

45. May the fingers be kept together for a longer time

"Ok?"

Artolis' words stunned Ian for a moment.

"Want me to mount?"

"Yes." Although Artolis' voice was small, his tone was very firm.

"Mr. Ian, I hope you can mount your horse."

Even without looking back, Ian was sure that Kai was staring at him.

"No."

"Artolis, I can't do this. Knights will not let others ride on their horses when fighting."

"But this is not a battle."

Artolis, who was sitting on the horse, was still actively seeking consent.

"Mr. Ian, don't you usually allow those in need to get on your horse?"

"..."

Ian didn't know how to respond for a moment.

Seeing this, Artolis continued;

"Mr. Ian, let's think about it from another perspective. This is my first time riding this horse."

"Just think of it as taking me to know it!"

"..."

Now that the words have come to this point, Ian knows that it would be a bit rude if he refuses any more.

"I understand."

"Then let me introduce you to it a little bit."

"Great! Thank you, Mr. Ian!"

[To be fair, although Artolis and Morgan are vaguely similar, you can’t say that you can’t tell the difference between them. 】

[There’s only one thing you like to hold on to on a horse—and that’s Morgan’s waist. 】

[So even if you are on the same horse as Artoris, you still keep a certain distance from him. 】

[However, Artolis seems unwilling to have such a clear boundary with you. 】

"Mr. Ian?" Artolis turned around, "Please sit over a little further, okay?"

"It's a little far away if you're like you are now."

"That's enough."

"No!" Artolis shook his head, "Not enough!"

"I want to learn from you the correct way to handle this horse."

"..."

"I understand."

Ian felt his head hurt - he realized that his solution to the problem by sending the horse was not so perfect.

But it's not all bad - at least it's a good excuse.

He can use Artolis's name to leave.

"Then take a seat, Artolis."

"I want to show you the majesty of the British army horses!"

"Ok!"

Artolis blushed slightly, and carefully placed his index and middle fingers on Ian's hand like ants climbing a hill.

After seeing that the other party was not too disgusted, he completely took his hand up.

"Such warm hands..." Artolis murmured softly in a voice that only he could hear.

"It would be nice if it could last longer..."

[You didn’t hear Artoris’s soft prayer. 】

[After taking the reins from his hand, you just hope to get rid of Kaikai's surveillance as soon as possible. 】

[Actually you did it too. 】

[As a general who has been fighting on the battlefield for a long time, it is not difficult to control such a war horse, even if it is accompanied by one person. 】

[The horse's hooves crossed the stream and crossed the grass. 】

[You took Artolis on a refreshing ride and got rid of Kai's surveillance. 】

Tick ​​tock.

The horses' hooves rise and fall on the grassland, leaving traces of footprints.

Artolis's face was already as red as fresh apples during the autumn harvest, tinged with excitement.

"Is this the limit of this horse?" he asked.

"No."

Ian tightened the rope a little, which made the horse go a little slower.

"My riding skills are not perfect. If there is a better knight to control it, I think it will be better."

"It might be you, maybe."

"Then Mr. Ian..." Artolis looked at his and Ian's hands together, and opened his lips lightly.

"Can I give this horse a name?"

"Of course." Ian smiled slightly, "I have already given it to you."

"You can do whatever you want with it."

"Then I want to call it Eaststallion!"

"Good name." Ian replied with a smile, "Then Artolis, can you let go of my hand?"

"Eh? I'm sorry!"

Only then did Artolis realize that it was not that Ian was not disgusted, but that he just didn't say anything.

He quickly took his hand back, but there was still a lingering look in his eyes - he liked the feeling of two people holding hands together.

"Mr. Ian..." Artolis asked again cautiously.

"what happened?"

"Am I... the first person to ride on the same horse as you?"

"Why are you asking this?"

"No, it's nothing!" Artolis waved his hands and quickly explained, "Because this feeling of galloping on a horse makes my heart beat faster."

"So I was wondering, have you done something similar before?"

"Leading people on horseback?"

Ian thought about it for a while, then shook his head in denial.

"No, never."