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

The cork that isolates the inside and outside of the wine vessel is also slowly in place.

The clear spring in the garden is tightly blocked, so there is no need to worry about the emergence of thin streams.

"Are you ok?"

Ian helped the girl up.

"Why don't we just forget about it?"

"No." Artoria leaned next to Ian.

"That's fine."

"Thank you, Mr. Ian."

"I'm not nervous at all now."

[The meeting between you and Artoria ended with the smell of wine and a girl’s kiss. 】

[After a while, the king-conferring ceremony began. 】

[You and Morgan stand in the crowd, not looking so conspicuous. 】

[After all, you guys at this moment are destined to be just supporting roles. 】

"..."

Seeing Artoria on the throne, Morgan's expression was almost completely out of control.

If Ian hadn't let her vent on his arm, I'm afraid the situation wouldn't be as calm as it is now.

"That woman..." Morgan's voice became trembling.

"How dare you sit in that position!"

"It doesn't matter, Your Majesty, that throne is not what we need." Ian comforted Morgan beside him.

"You said you would have a more perfect throne."

"But looking at her like this -"

Morgan's cheeks took on a twisting twitch.

"Ian, I'm so unconvinced! Why can't it be me?!"

"..."

Ian completely understood how Morgan was feeling at this moment.

She has never been able to accept this destiny that she was born with.

Artoria is Morgan's absolute enemy at this moment.

Ian's mood was a little complicated.

"My Lady, you think this is unfair, don't you?"

"That's right!"

"I understand."

Ian touched Morgan's bulge that was determined to be filled with water in protest because he was unwilling to do so, but his eyes never left Artoria in front of him.

He knew that the indifferent King of Knights was actually desecrating this king-granting ceremony just like the abandoned princess.

It's just that she is happy, while Morgan is miserable.

It's really not fair.

As a despicable knight, he knows who he owes his allegiance to.

"My Lady, am I still your best chess piece to this day?"

"..."

Morgan didn't know what Ian meant by saying this at this time.

But this is what she has always said, so naturally it is impossible for her to deny it.

"Yes, Ian, you are my best pawn."

"I'm relieved with your words."

Ian stood up.

If it were a chess piece, it would be reasonable for it to be abandoned, right?

If you are a chess piece, there is no psychological burden in doing despicable things, right?

If it were a chess piece, no one would blame him for doing whatever it took to achieve his goal, right?

So--

Exchanging pawns for kings.

Ian looked at the girl on the throne.

There is nothing wrong with using her true emotions to completely corrupt her.

Let's start by humiliating her on the deserted throne.

70. Despicable enjoyment of the girl’s wine of shame ([-] words chapter)

[Artoria begins to fulfill her promise. 】

[Having been awarded the title of king, she is ready to give every member of the Knights, including you, the status they deserve after assuming this responsibility. 】

[You, Gawain, Kai, Gahoris, Aggavin, and Gareth. 】

[This is the original six seats of knights, but it will not be just six seats. 】

[You know that everyone thinks of different things when they look at Artoria. 】

[But you don't care about this - because you know very well what your purpose is. 】

[The canonization from the new king begins. 】

[The first six knights walked up to Artoria one by one. 】

[On the throne, she delivered the rewards that a king should perform in a stern but encouraging tone. 】

[The final honor of talent has been obtained: Now that the honor is in front of you, you need to think about whether this is your last chance in this life. 】

[Your reputation has risen to unprecedented heights. 】

[However, you were not disturbed by these things. You knew that you had one thing that must be completed during this meeting. 】

【Now it is your turn. 】

[You go forward. 】

Ian took a deep breath.

He smelled the sweet smell of alcohol in the air, which was slightly cool and a bit shy of a girl.

Arturia is sitting on the throne.

Although her body is petite, it does not make people feel pity for her at all.

A pair of eyes were looking down at the ministers, cold and ruthless.

In the eyes of outsiders, she is both majestic and courageous at this moment, and she is worthy of the name of a king.

but--

When he saw Ian coming in front of him, everything was completely opposite.

Even at this moment when she was full of majesty, her eyes could not stop overflowing with the most sincere girlish emotion towards the man in front of her who had placed her last feelings on her.

Ian certainly understands this.

So he deliberately slowed down his pace so that Artoria could focus all her attention on him.

And he did it too.

The despicable knight took advantage of the last emotion the girl placed on him and successfully made her only see him.

But this is just a little test from Ian.

What he wanted now was not to have Artoria look at him like this.

"King of Knights, I hope I can get your blessing." Ian reminded him proactively.

A simple sentence made Artoria realize again that she still needed to fulfill her duties as the new king.

She came to her senses and began to honor Ian with knighthood.

And in the last step - which was to award the medal, and when the two of them were getting closer, the girl heard these words.

"Artoria, come here again tonight."

The girl was confused at first, then blushed quickly on her face.

She thought it was a secret only the two of them knew.

[The new king’s knighthood ceremony is over. 】

[You have become the temporary chief knight of the Knights. 】

[No one questions this - because your ability is indeed far beyond that of ordinary knights, and you are the father of all knights. 】

[You return to Morgan with these admiring eyes. 】

"This thing doesn't suit you at all."

Morgan grabbed the knighthood medal awarded by Artoria on Ian's body and planned to throw it away.

And Ian didn't stop her.

After the medal was thrown out in Morgan's anger, he bent down and picked it back up.

With a smile on his face, he said to Morgan:

"My Lady, do you want to throw it again?"

"..."

Seeing Ian's appearance, Morgan also realized that he was a little inappropriate.

She turned her face away.

"Ian, are you trying to say that I was willful in doing this?"

"My Lady, being willful is for people you don't know."

Ian looked at Morgan sincerely.

"But I clearly don't fall within that range."

"So to me, your behavior is not so-called willful."

"Knight...don't be too self-righteous."

Although Morgan said this, he held Ian's hand a little tighter.

"Ian, when you went up just now, that woman seemed to have been looking at you."

"My Lady, isn't this a matter of course?" Ian replied without any panic.

"Artoria wants to award medals to the knights, so she should pay attention to every knight who goes up."

"No." Morgan shook his head.

"The way she looks at you is obviously different from the way she looks at other people!"

"I can feel that she had some ulterior motive in arranging you to join the Knights!"

"It's okay, my lady."

Ian looked directly at the angry Morgan in front of him, his eyes firmer than ever before.

"I'll make use of that stare - she'll regret staring at me like that."

"..."

Morgan was silent for a while before continuing.