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

[She quickly noticed something was wrong. 】

"No, Ian."

Morgan's hands were shaking.

"Merlin will never let you do this!"

"You can't kill her."

After all, paper cannot contain fire.

"..."

Faced with Morgan's question, Ian could only remain silent.

But this is enough to answer everything.

"How could this happen...how could this happen? How could this happen?!"

Morgan covered his forehead and repeated the same sentence.

The persistence deep in her soul made her feel dizzy.

She fell.

[Morgan falls ill again. 】

[As her nominal husband, you will guard her every step of the way. 】

[You can hear her crying in the middle of the night every day. 】

[You feel like your internal organs are about to shatter. 】

[But you know you can only accompany her silently now. 】

[Because you are her most loyal knight. 】

[The knight will not complain against the princess. 】

"Good night, my lady."

Ian covered Morgan with the quilt and then lay half down next to him.

This is the state he has maintained these days - whenever Morgan needs it, he can respond immediately.

But in all fairness.

Ian felt that he was also tired a lot.

My soul has been wandering closely with Morgan's long-cherished wish, like a journey with no end in sight.

There is no turning back.

But he doesn't regret it.

Ian's eyelids closed little by little, as he was about to fall into sleep.

And at this moment-

"Ian." Morgan's voice came from the darkness.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"I want to hear you say you love me." Morgan asked truthfully after receiving a response.

"I love you, my lady." Ian replied without thinking.

"Why didn't you hesitate at all?"

"Because I am thinking about how to express my love to you all the time, my lady."

"Ian, that makes your love sound cheap."

"Your Majesty, you are right, more things are always cheaper."

"Can you stop answering so well?"

"That's because you asked nicely, Princess Royal."

"..."

Morgan sat up and leaned against Ian's shoulders and arms.

The silky silver hair fell on the strong arm of the man beside him.

She held his hand and spoke softly.

"Ian, are you tired these days?"

"Am I boring you a little?"

"My Lady, I do feel a little tired."

Ian held Morgan's hand, trying to keep it as warm as possible.

"But I never get bored - your body is always a maze that I haven't quite explored yet."

"You really dare to say it, aren't you afraid that I will be angry?"

"afraid."

"But I can wait until the princess is no longer angry."

"What if I stay angry?"

"Then I'll keep waiting."

Hearing this, Morgan pinched Ian's hand - a little tantrum she would throw when she said she couldn't win against him.

However, this small gesture did not last long.

Morgan spoke again.

"Ian, what if I said..."

Before Morgan finished speaking, Ian had already finished the second half of the sentence.

"Are you trying to say that you still don't want to give up?"

"As long as you understand." Morgan turned his head.

"Of course I understand."

"Because I don't want to give up either."

Ian's eyes showed unprecedented determination.

"I will never recognize a king other than you."

"What's more, there are still fraudsters who rely on this kind of scam to rise to the top."

"I will spread rumors in the city, cause trouble, cause trouble, and do anything to stop her."

Morgan looked up at the man beside him.

"Ian, that sounds mean."

"Yes, it is indeed despicable." Ian nodded, "So I will do it."

"My Lady, you don't need to touch anything mean."

"..."

Crystal liquid flowed from the corner of Morgan's eyes, and then disappeared into the darkness.

She slowly opened the quilt, spread her legs slightly, and then sat on him.

She hugged his neck and whispered:

"Ian, be a rest horse tonight."

"me--"

"Suddenly I want to ride a horse myself."

62. Despicable people have their own ways (four thousand words chapter)

[You begin to fulfill your promise. 】

[The first thing you do is secretly spread highly targeted rumors in Camelot. 】

[The core of this is the doubt about Artoris drawing his sword. 】

[After all, she looks so petite on the outside, and she doesn’t look like someone who is capable enough to do such a thing. 】

"Father, the public opinion in the city is probably like this."

Gawain reports the information he has collected to Ian.

"There have been a lot of comments like this recently."

"Most of them were suspicious of Artoris pulling out the sword - they felt that this was a wrong king's election."

Ian was secretly happy in his heart, but still maintained restraint on the surface.

"And what do you think of this statement, my child?"

"..."

Gawain was silent for a while, and then he replied respectfully:

"Since Father has approved the drawing of the sword that day, I will never have any complaints."

"only--"

"Just what?" Ian looked at the knight in front of him, "Gawain, if you have something to say, just say it directly. It's just you and me here, no one else will know."

"Father."

Gawain's voice seemed a little tangled.

"Unlike what they think, I don't think it's ridiculous for Artolis to pull out his sword."

"In fact, I can feel that as we challenge the blade, it is also choosing us."

"Gawain."

Ian looked at Gawain who expressed his thoughts.

"So what you're saying is that even though you tried so many times and finally lost this opportunity, you have no complaints about it?"

"It's not that I have no complaints, but I think there are things I should do more than complaining."

"..."

Ian patted Gawain on the shoulder.

"Gawain, you have the excellent qualities that a knight should have."

"But retreat first, I still have things to do now."

"Yes."

[You watch Gawain leave. 】

[You realize that although your rumor did have an effect, it was not as perfect as you imagined. 】

[You feel like you need to know how your children feel about this situation. 】

[The first person you find is Gahoris. 】

[He is the younger brother of Gawain, the second oldest among his siblings. 】

"Gahoris."

"Father."

"Gahoris, what do you think of the remarks in the city?" Ian said straight to the point.

"..."

Gahoris was silent for a while, and then gave his opinion.

"Father, rather than thinking about such issues at the moment, I would rather judge what is right or wrong at this moment through future deeds."