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

[You and Artoria are both free from fatigue and filth. 】

[It seems that the elves do not resist your visit here, and they seem to be somewhat welcoming. 】

In the moonlight.

The girl was crawling on the shore.

Her legs were still blessed by the lake water, and the rest of her legs felt the softness of the grass beside the lake.

The moonlight shone on her body, reflecting the purity of snow.

Not far away, the Sword of Sworn Victory and the Sword of Rotating Victory were still inserted quietly into the ground, like two silent witnesses.

"Artoria, are you okay?" A man's voice came from behind the girl.

"Well...it's okay, Mr. Ian, I'm fine."

Looking at the round young flower that had just bloomed by the lake, Ian recalled some of his past life, and his heart became a little more savage.

This place is not an inaccessible place stipulated in the inner constraints.

So--

Just use this to complete the fake response.

In this way, she will definitely have a deeper recognition of this relationship until it is completely corrupted.

The man reached out and plucked a piece of grass from the shore, gently disturbing the young round flowers that had just appeared by the lake.

The girl seems to be very sensitive to the disturbance of flowers.

"Don't you like it?" Ian asked knowingly.

"No, it's not that I don't like it, it's just... I haven't felt it yet."

Knowing that Artoria was just worried that she would give up because of this reaction, Ian tacitly maintained this secret.

He threw away the probing grass, and instead took hold of the girl's unfinished apple, twisting it gently to squeeze out some sweet juice.

This is very necessary preparation.

Naturally, the newly grown flowers have not received any favor from the rain.

Slightly moist apple juice is the best way to moisturize at this time.

But for a girl, this seems a bit subtle - but if she can enjoy the flowers with her sweetheart, it's not impossible to accept it all.

everything's ready.

Ian took a deep breath, then stretched out his hand to hold the curve of the lakeside next to the flowers, as if holding the most holy treasure.

He lowered his head and kissed the girl's white back.

"Artoria, are you ready?"

"Well...it's okay, Mr. Ian."

"That--"

"Let's enjoy the flowers together under the moon."

Ian took a deep breath and began to act according to the plan in his heart.

The flowers are much stronger than expected, and they are not so fragile that they will wither when touched.

Just at the position where the flower core was just now, there will be a strong feeling.

Under the moonlight, the girl whined slightly in front of the flower.

"Don't you like to enjoy the flowers with me?"

"It's nothing." The girl shook her head, "Mr. Ian, I really like to enjoy flower viewing with you."

Ian couldn't tell whether she was really fearless or whether she didn't want to worry him.

But no matter which one it is, it is just an inevitable step on the road to corruption.

The apple juice gathered like a river, flowing little by little toward the depths of the back garden.

The girl's eyes, which had barely calmed down at first, also widened little by little in the process.

She overestimated herself and underestimated him.

This is not as easy to accept as imagined.

The girl's hands moved on the grass, almost pulling down the fresh grass buds.

After the flowers bloomed in the lunar sky, there were already many broken grass roots in her hands.

But this is just the beginning.

If you want to maintain a beautiful contract, you will never just stand still.

"Are you alright?"

"It seems like you really don't want to enjoy the flowers with me."

"It's nothing!" The girl held back the tears in her eyes, denying her sadness and leaving only happiness.

"Mr. Ian, please don't hesitate."

"Just like the vow we made, let's continue!"

Ian knew Arturia was lying.

Having had countless trysts with Morgan under the moonlight, he already knew how girls should react at such times.

but--

This was his original purpose.

Make her feel ashamed but accept everything.

He is not an aboveboard person, he is just a bastard who is despicable enough to kill his colleagues just for Morgan.

"Then Artoria, please keep this in your heart."

"Well...Mr. Ian showed me the flowers. I will never forget them in my life."

The flowers fully bloomed in the moonlight, swallowing up the darkness around them.

After a while.

The despicable waterings flooded every path in the back garden, covering up all the jagged spots.

The girl's eyes widened several times, as if she had witnessed a shocking miracle.

Are you happy?

Of course it's enjoyable.

It’s just that Ian always feels like a needle-like tingling in his heart.

But no matter what, let’s return everything to the way it was before, right?

But at this moment-

But the girl held Ian's hand.

"Mr. Ian, the night is still very long."

"The flowers haven't faded yet."

"I... just want to continue to enjoy this beautiful scenery with you!"

"..."

Ian was speechless.

This sincerity made him feel that sooner or later he would really cross that line.

The lakeside at night also welcomed the girl's cries amid this concern.

77. The Tainted Girl and the Shadow of the Knight King ([-] words chapter)

[You and Artoria spent a twisted and sweet night. 】

[The parts of her that should not have been defiled eventually became part of your trophies. 】

[However, she did not feel any sadness because of this. Instead, she showed a smile filled with happiness. 】

[You hug each other and fall asleep. 】

[At dawn, you wake up. 】

"Should we go back?"

Ian said this while combing Artoria's hair.

"Yeah." The girl nodded.

"Mr. Ian, let's go back as soon as daybreak."

"but--"

Arturia looked at Ian with a cautious and probing look in her eyes.

"Mr. Ian, before that, can I ask you a question?"

"what is the problem?"

"that is……"

Arturia looked away, a bit shy in her voice.

"Mr. Ian, were you happy last night?"

"..."

It was clearly the process of being defiled, but Artoria's tone sounded as if she had obtained some rare treasure from Ian.

No matter how hard-hearted a man is, he can't help but feel a little moved when he hears such words.

He hugged the girl into his arms, kissed her soft lips gently, and then replied with a smile:

"of course."

"I'm very happy."

The girl blushed.

That is the most sincere feeling, but it is never released normally.

"In that case, Mr. Ian, please use this method as a continuation of our hope in the future."

"until--"

"Mr. Ian, you can accept this as long as you think you can."

"Then what if I never accept it?"

"Then let's keep going like this!" Arturia tilted her head slightly and replied without hesitation.

"..."

Ian did not continue.

He knew that he had to be brave enough to say such a thing with a smile.

Artoria, she is serious.

[You get back on the horse with her. 】

[You ride on East Stallion and walk on the way you came. 】

[She snuggles in your arms, like a wife who has just spent her wedding night. 】

[You did not destroy her beautiful fantasy. 】

[Because you know it will shatter on its own sooner or later. 】

[While passing a cliff, she suddenly stopped her horse. 】

"Mr. Ian."