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

That's it.

When he comes back, lock him in the room.

Use the most powerful magic to prevent him from getting out for the rest of his life and cut off his connection with everyone.

Then use your own body to turn him into a complete waste.

There are no other thoughts in my mind every day except standing in front of myself to provide pleasure.

In this case, there is no need to worry anymore.

Morgan thought this way, but without any surprise, he fell asleep.

She began to miss the feeling of having someone hold her waist and whisper loving words in her ear.

[You don’t know how Morgan feels at this time. 】

[You only feel that the wound on your back is aching. 】

[Artoria noticed this. 】

[But you know this is not the time to tell her - because it will make her immediately stop the march to Camelot again. 】

[That is not the result you want. 】

"Mr. Ian, is it really okay?"

The naked king was nestled in the man's arms, and he was the only figure in his green eyes.

"There's sweat all over your forehead."

"..."

Ian forced a smile and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"It's nothing, maybe I just didn't get enough rest."

"is it?"

Artoria raised her head and kissed Ian gently.

"Then today, I will do it alone."

"Mr. Ian...you just have to enjoy it."

Looking at the girl who sat down with a happy face, Ian felt extremely complicated inside.

He felt like there was a forking in front of him leading to a different future.

At the end of the war, how should I choose?

Ian touched the girl's waist, but felt no basis for choice in his heart.

[The pace of the battle will not stop because of this. 】

[After crossing the river, you will encounter Vortigern's troops. 】

[Like you, these armies composed of alien invasions also have extremely high military qualities. 】

[You can no longer defeat the enemy as easily as before, but you need to handle every encounter more carefully. 】

[But this does not mean that you cannot win. 】

[The French reinforcements received by Lancelot have provided you with considerable assistance. 】

[You are more and more glad that you did not regard him as an enemy in the first place. 】

[You move steadily and step by step deeper into the hinterland of Vortigern. 】

[Last Honor+ has been replaced by Knight Eternal+: Your textbook-like military actions will be recorded in history, and people in future generations will sing the name of the Knights of the Round Table in epic poems. 】

[Time passes slowly in this tense atmosphere. 】

[It’s time to formulate the final battle strategy. 】

"Two."

Lancelot moved his fingers gently on the map, pointing out three locations.

"I think this time, how about launching an attack in these three places at the same time?"

"Yes." Artoria looked at the position pointed by Lancelot and nodded.

"I think it's a good idea."

"then you?"

Lancelot looked at Ian.

"The king decides." Ian smiled slightly, "I am only responsible for the execution."

"Then it seems that there is no objection."

Lancelot removed his finger from the map and glanced at Ian and Arturia who were present.

"Since we have the same idea, let's make a small bet by the way."

"How about who sees Vortigern first?"

"..."

"..."

Although no one responded, the actions of the three of them touching the hilt of their swords in unison was more of an answer than an answer.

[You begin to advance according to the prepared strategy. 】

[This is the most difficult time - because Vortigern's troops know that if they don't fight desperately, the end that awaits them will never be much better. 】

[But this is nothing more than a death struggle. 】

[Excalibur, Excalibur Galatine, and Aroundight bring powerful blessings. 】

[You are unstoppable and marching forward with great success. 】

[Vortigern's last troops gradually collapsed. 】

[Artoria was the first to see Vortigern at a slightly faster speed - she always seemed to have extra luck in gambling. 】

[With the blessing of the blazing sun, you are the second to arrive. 】

[Although Lancelot was the last one to arrive, he was actually not too slow. 】

[However, no matter which one of you it is, there is no time to worry about the outcome of this gamble at this moment. 】

[Because Vortigern is sitting on the boulder in front of you, as if it were his own throne. 】

[There is no knight or guard beside him. 】

[He just looked at you with stern eyes, as if he was the one driving you to a dead end. 】

"Oh, it's faster than I thought."

Vortigern, who was sitting on a boulder, said this with a sword blade stuck on the ground beside him.

The late King Bei looked at the three people who came with his usual calm eyes.

"But it's a pity."

"It doesn't make any sense - getting here a minute earlier or a minute later won't change anything."

"Stop your raving, Vortigern."

Arturia held the Sword of Victory (Excalibur) and pointed it at him on the throne with the sharpest edge.

"It doesn't make your death any greater."

Vortigern glanced at the blade in Artoria's hand and sneered.

"Oh, the holy sword borrowed from the lake?"

"If you want to defeat me just because of something like that, you would be looking down on me."

"What if that is the case?"

Lancelot grasped the aroundight tightly and pointed the thick blue blade at Vortigern.

"Rebel of Britain, can you still speak arrogantly?"

"Oh?"

"Another Holy Sword in the Lake?" Vortigern straightened his body.

"That's kind of interesting."

"There are more than two."

Ian raised his Excalibur Galatine, completing a unanimous confrontation with the three holy swords in the lake.

"Vortigern, can you still laugh in this situation?"

"..."

[Vortigern found that your voice seemed familiar to him. 】

[He stares at you for a long time. 】

[Suddenly, he burst out laughing. 】

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Vortigern's arrogant laughter came.

"It's really interesting!"

"You so-called Knights of the Round Table, how can you be so united at a time like this!"

Although he is getting older, Vortigern still has an arrogance that is not inferior to that of young people.

He pulled out his sword blade from the ground, became the attacking party, and rushed directly towards the three of them.

This is extraordinary bravery.

But Ian and others are no longer newbies on the battlefield.

Facing the menacing Vortigern, no one among the three showed fear.

In contrast.

Everyone was ready to fight, just waiting for Vortigern to approach.

The result of the battle is also obvious.

First, the realm of absolute tranquility and peace created by the indestructible Lake Light (Aroundight) shrouded the attacking King Bei inside.

But due to the influence of sunlight.

This state did not completely stop Vortigern's actions - his strength was as powerful as the destruction he brought to Britain.

But it doesn't matter.

Because there is more than one holy sword in the lake.

Under the sunlight, Excalibur Galatine achieved the possibility of maximizing output.

The red flame burned in the realm of the moonlit lake, exposing Vortigern's old body to the scorching heat of the sun.

The previous duel made Ian and Lancelot know how to cooperate with each other.

This is the alliance of the Knights of the Round Table - a place where the sun and the moon coexist to surround the humble king.

In the intertwined control of the flames and the lake light, another powerful wave of madness swept over.

"Rest in peace! Vortigern!"

Arturia thrust the Sword of Victory (Excalibur) into Vortigern's chest.

This is the combined blow of the three holy swords in the lake!

The ballad ends with the wind that runs through the sun and moon!

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