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

The pure and flawless body sits quietly on the horse's body, neither covered by the king's armor of the knight nor the girlish charm of the white dress.

The bright toad light was able to cover every part of her body, making it as white as fresh snow. The flowing lines were outlined from top to bottom, giving it a flower-like beauty.

The girl lowered her normally noble head, looking shy and shy as she waited for something.

This scene is so beautiful.

It took Ian a long time to come to his senses and call out her name.

"Altoria."

The girl was startled at first, and then turned around, showing the joy that only comes when she sees her sweetheart.

"Mr. Ian, you are finally here."

"Get on the horse first."

"..."

Without much hesitation, Ian accepted Artoria's invitation and boarded the horse he had given her for the first time in a long time.

As soon as he sat down, the girl took the initiative and leaned into his arms.

She asked softly:

"Mr. Ian, does this make you feel disgusted?"

"how could be……"

Ian felt the girl's tender white skin that could be broken by blows, and felt waves of throbbing in his heart.

"I just didn't expect you to do this."

"If we were discovered, it would be difficult to explain, wouldn't it?"

"Yes." Artoria nodded shyly, "But I believe Mr. Ian will come here earlier than anyone else."

"So I'm not scared at all."

"..."

It's not hypocritical, and it's definitely not flattery.

Some are just a girl's determination to dedicate her beauty to her sweetheart.

Ian didn't know how to respond.

After pondering this point, the girl's voice came again.

"Mr. Ian, you don't need to be nervous."

Artoria took his hand.

"I...just want to show you my best side."

"I don't pray for your response, and I don't need you to bear anything for it."

"I just want you to take one more look at me, and that's enough."

"..."

Arturia was as passionate as she was in front of herself as she was cold to others.

He obviously just wanted her to be a puppet that he could control, but he found that the other party actually didn't mind becoming his plaything at all.

How should I respond to this sincerity?

Ian lowered his head and hugged the girl's body.

"I'm afraid it's much more than just a glance, Artoria."

"I guess I need to feel it for myself for a while."

"Eh--?"

Although Arturia was a little surprised, she still nodded and obeyed.

"Well... I think so too."

The girl's ethereal voice resonated with the young birds in this small forest.

And everything stems from another man's hands that were stained with the dragon's lair.

Every soft note was composed and painted by him.

The sound of clear springs and the melodious singing echoed in the night sky.

But Eaststallion is still the same as before, maintaining the reserve and elegance that an excellent horse should have.

It knows it has undertaken different stories - but still maintains an attitude of silence.

The most important thing about a war horse is its loyalty to the rider at the moment.

As for who that is, it's actually relatively unimportant.

[You and Artoria spent a perfect night with the minimum of restraint. 】

[Except for you, no knight knows that their King of Knights still has such a red-hot and anxious heart of a girl. 】

[Everything was silently covered up in the battle. 】

[You are the king’s most powerful knight, and she is the king’s most powerful knight. 】

[You have won another battle. 】

[At this time, a knight who calls himself Percival appears in front of you. 】

74. Holy Spear, Girl, Bitter Wine ([-] words chapter)

[Like Bedivere, Percival seems to be here because of his admiration for King Arthur's reputation. 】

[When he visited for the first time, he almost mistook you for King Arthur, who was taller. 】

[After learning that Artoria next to you is the real King Arthur, he seemed a little surprised. 】

[However, he continued to express his apologies, hoping to prove that he did not do this intentionally. 】

[Of course, Artoria didn’t care so much. 】

[On the contrary, at the moment of misrecognition, she seemed a little happy. 】

[This gave Percival an opportunity like a round table meeting. 】

[And taking advantage of this free time, Gareth has something to say to you. 】

"Father, father~"

Gareth waved his hand towards Ian.

"Can you come over here?" |

"..."

Although he didn't understand what Gareth wanted to do, Ian still came to her side according to her wishes.

"Gareth, what's wrong?"

"Father, I want to ask you a question~" Gareth blinked his big, watery eyes.

"Why does Mother want me and Brother Gawain to keep an eye on you and the king?"

"..."

[Gareth’s words made you realize that Morgan had not completely let go of his suspicion of you because of your previous explanation. 】

[This should be a bit uncomfortable, but for some reason, you feel a sense of comfort that you haven't seen for a long time - it's like a ray of sunshine suddenly shines in a dark place all year round. 】

[But you know this is not something that Gareth should get involved in. 】

"It's nothing."

Ian smiled and rubbed Gareth's head.

"Your mother is just caring about me."

"Is it just concern?" Gareth looked like he didn't believe this explanation.

"Well, I just care." Ian confirmed again.

"Gareth, these are not things you should think about."

"Eh——?! Why do you even say that, father?!"

"Even I said that?" Ian was a little confused.

"Uh-huh!"

Gareth pointed to Gawain who was listening to the conversation between the king and Percival not far away.

"Brother Gawain said exactly what you said."

"..."

Ian looked at Gawain with a complicated smile on his face.

"Um--"

"Gareth, my boy, so you should understand that this is not your business, right?"

"Oh..." Gareth nodded thoughtfully, and then seemed to remember something.

"Then Father, you won't be in danger because of this, will you?!"

"how can that be possible?"

Ian looked at Gareth tenderly.

"As your father, I will not fall down so easily."

"Hey, hey, when I hear you say that, I won't worry anymore."

"Father."

Gawain came over.

"The King of Knights hopes you can come over."

"Okay, I'll go right now."

"Gareth, do you understand what I said?"

"Ok!"

After Ian walked away, Gawain asked Gareth in a low voice.

"Gareth, what did you and father just say?"

"It's nothing." Gareth looked at Ian's retreating figure, "I just asked his mother why she wanted us to stare at him and King Arthur!"

"you!"

Gawain was about to be driven crazy by his sister.

"How can you say that! Are you an idiot?"

"Why, why have you become an idiot again?!" Gareth puffed up his cheeks, "If you have any questions, of course it would be better to ask him directly!"

"..."

"Alas." Gawain sighed, "Then what did father say?"

"He said it was just his mother who cared about him." Gareth answered truthfully.

"is it?"

After hearing this, Gawain's expression seemed a little unspeakable.

[You don’t know the exchange between Gawain and Gareth. 】

【You have arrived at Artoria's side. 】

[Percival is still there. 】