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

"You want to hand over Excalibur Galatine to me?"

"Yes." Artoria nodded.

"I'm going to give it to you."

"But this is the holy sword obtained from the lake, right?" Gawain couldn't believe this at all.

"Why give it to someone like me?"

"Gawain, do you want to hear the truth?"

"King, this is a matter of course."

"Well--"

Artoria looked at Gawain in front of her, with complex emotions in her green eyes.

"I really don't have any reason to give this blade to you."

"I just think this is the best ending for this blade."

"..."

Feeling the sadness in Artoria's eyes, Gawain stopped refuting.

"I understand."

"Since you said so, Wang, I will definitely cherish Excalibur Galatine."

[Artoria returns to Camelot as a winner. 】

[Everyone is welcoming her return. 】

[But she always felt that there was a missing figure that she should see. 】

[But the more I try to search, the more fruitless I get. 】

[All the Knights of the Round Table survive, and each of them is moving towards their own bright future. 】

Like a goal that never changes.

"King, you have won a great victory. I hope to continue my journey to find the Spear of Longinus."

"it is good."

"Britain will always protect you, Percival, and you will find the holy spear."

Like the nourishment of sweet love.

"King of Knights, it's time for me to return to France, where I will tell my people that you are a great and heroic king."

"Also, I have a favor."

"Then can you please attend my wedding to Guinevere? I want to bring her back to France in a legitimate and legitimate manner."

"Of course, Lancelot, I will give you the king's blessing."

Like the challenge of starting over.

"King, I seem to have lost a target that I must defeat."

“I wanted to rethink it all in the years to come on the road.”

"If you wish so."

"Then go, Palamedes."

Like a complete change of mind.

"King, you seem to understand people's hearts."

"No, Tristan."

"I still don't understand."

Like a gradually united family.

"Brother Gawain, brother Gahoris, the king is over there!"

"Gareth, don't be so rude!"

"It's okay, Gawain."

"A girl of this age should have such a lively look."

"But if you can-"

"I hope to see Agguiwen with you next time."

"He's your brother too, right?"

As stingy as ever.

"Artoria, military expenditures have seriously exceeded the standard again this month!"

"Although I don't know why the food has been growing very fast recently, and there are also fat fish in the rivers, but we can't waste it like this!"

"Sorry, I have caused trouble to my brother."

"But don't worry, there won't be any more violations due to me soon."

Like unwavering loyalty.

"Wang, are you a woman?"

"I'm sorry, Bedivere, for keeping this secret from you for so long."

"No, Wang, you don't need to apologize."

"Even as a woman, you have brought Camelot to an unprecedented level of strength. This is a secret worth keeping."

"It won't be a secret anymore, Bedivere."

"I'm tired."

【Another year of good food harvest. 】

[The faces of the Camelot people were full of joy, and their respect for King Arthur increased a little more. 】

[But no one can imagine what happens next. 】

[The king they respected and admired unexpectedly raised her long golden hair on a city wall that had collapsed and had just been repaired not long ago, and revealed the secret that she was actually a woman. 】

[This is a very shocking fact. 】

[People are frightened. 】

【People are panicking. 】

[Even the Knights of the Round Table were shaken internally. 】

[But the final result was surprisingly peaceful. 】

The people of Camelot are not fools.

Everyone can see what life is like in Britain under Arturia's rule.

If everyone can live a good life——

Whether the king is male or female is actually not that important.

As long as everything continues as before, that's enough.

But Arturia did not accept this kindness.

She no longer wants to be the king.

of course.

She didn't abandon Camelot just so irresponsibly.

After all handovers have been arranged.

Arturia personally brought the crown to Morgan.

"May you have long-lasting peace and prosperity." She sincerely wished the other party.

"The Knights of the Round Table will always protect you."

This is the end of the Arthurian legend, but it is also the new beginning of Camelot.

[Artoria gave up the throne not just because she felt tired. 】

[She still has things she wants to experience. 】

[That is to continue living in this world as a "human". 】

[Then the first step—let’s return Excalibur and Avalon to the lake. 】

[The girl rode East Stallion back to the village where she once was. 】

[After learning of Actor's death, she laid flowers in front of the grave and burst into tears. 】

[She straightened her mood and set out again, heading towards the once holy lake. 】

[That’s where she borrowed the holy sword. 】

The world will not stop what it is doing because of any one person.

The wind still blows like that.

The water still flows like that.

The forests are still lush and the meadows are still green.

Arturia, who put her white dress back on, stopped her horse.

She walked deeper into the forest.

That feeling of comfort still permeates this area blessed by the Lake Spirit.

As long as you take a sip, you will feel your whole body relax a lot.

but--

Artoria didn't know why she felt a faint sadness.

And the deeper you go, the stronger this feeling becomes.

But it didn't last long - the feeling was soon replaced by surprise.

In front of the lake deep in the forest, Arturia saw a person who had never expected to appear here.

That's Morgan.

She was sitting by the lake, looking melancholy at the center of the lake, which was as quiet as a mirror.

The crown, which symbolized the pinnacle of Camelot's royal power, lay motionless on the grass beside her.

"..."

After hesitating for a while, Artoria decided to say hello.

"Morgan."

"Ok?"

Hearing the unfamiliar voice, Morgan turned around.

The moment she saw Arturia, her eyes widened subconsciously, but she quickly regained her composure.

Everything in Camelot is already within your grasp.

Artoria didn't even ask for a decent title.

If he continued to hate her, it would be a bit shameless.

"It's you, Artoria."

"I'm surprised to see you in a place like this."

"This is what I should ask you." Artoria responded, "Why do you know this lake where you can borrow the Holy Sword?"

"This is where I come from, of course I know that."

"..."