In the World of Type-Moon, Starting as Morgan's Husband

　　[Morgan has left you in suspense.]

　　[She must have some way of bringing into her hands the prestige you have been able to gain.]

　　[However, you don't mind this kind of thing. ]

　　[After all, if you can help Morgan realize his wish, this is also a good choice for you. ]

　　You start to take action.

　　[You should organize the guards in the city and have them actively check the city defenses.]

　　[You gathered the refugees near the capital in the name of Britain and provided them with food and work.]

　　[You asked Morgan to make a seed with magic. Although it cannot completely offset the impact of the decline of the Age of Gods, after sowing it, the yield of the land is indeed higher than before.]

　　[You not only talk about it, but you also take the lead in participating in these things, and everyone can feel your efforts. ]

　　[Your already high status in the city continues to rise. ]

　　[Every resident of the capital respects you very much and speaks to you with honorifics. ]

　　[Children began to tell your story on the streets, and from time to time they would raise a branch to the sky and imitate you.]

　　[But you don't care about these things at all. ]

　　[You are still the knight who is loyal only to Morgan, and this has never changed.]

　　[During the day, you sow seeds together with the refugees who have been transformed into laborers.]

　　[At night, you worked hard on Morgan's body.]

　　"My Lady Princess, can you tell me now why you did this?"

　　"no."

　　Morgan's long, slender fingers stroked Ian's cheek, looking a little naughty.

　　"It's not time for you to know yet."

　　"I understand, Princess."

　　"Yeah." Morgan nodded, then leaned close to Ian's ear and blew gently.

　　"Tonight...I won't let you back down."

　　[You are continuing Morgan's orders.]

　　[The scope of what you do is getting wider and wider, and it affects more and more people. ]

　　[You know this is all for Morgan, so it's very motivating.]

　　[Many people participated in your revival, and a prosperous scene appeared for a while.]

　　[You realize that the illusion you and Morgan longed for seems to be becoming a reality in a subtle and slow way.]

　　"Uncle Ian!"

　　A group of little girls gathered around Ian, calling his name innocently.

　　"What's wrong?"

　　Ian bent down, smiled and touched their heads.

　　"Sister over there."

　　One of the little girls stretched out her hand and pointed to a distant place.

　　"Let me ask you why you are still alone. Aren't you lonely?"

　　"this..."

　　Ian looked up in the direction the little girl was pointing and soon saw some figures ducking into the house.

　　I guess that's the "sisters" the little girl is talking about.

　　"Because he just likes being alone."

　　[A familiar voice sounded. ]

　　[You turned around and saw Morgan, who rarely appeared on the street at this moment.]

　　[You realize that she heard your conversation with the little girls.]

　　"Eh——?"

　　The little girl blinked her big watery eyes, looked at Morgan, and then at Ian.

　　"Uncle Ian, like someone?"

　　"Yes."

　　Morgan's mouth curled up slightly.

　　To others, it was a very standard royal smile, with nothing to complain about.

　　However, in Ian's eyes, that was not a friendly smile.

　　This premonition soon turned into reality.

　　Morgan just bent down with this smile.

　　"Children, go back and tell them if they bother the knight with such meaningless questions again."

　　"I would consider hanging them on the city walls and letting the eagles eat their bodies."

　　"Do you understand?"

　　Although Morgan said these words with a smile, the group of little girls felt a chill.

　　Not long after, they all ran away.

　　As Morgan watched this scene, the smile on his face seemed to become even softer.

　　Ian coughed lightly a few times, then bowed very respectfully.

　　"Princess."

　　"Yes, Knight." Morgan nodded in response.

　　Although the situation was tense and tense every night, the two of them maintained absolute restraint in this situation.

　　The peace between the knight and the princess cannot be made public.

　　But having said that.

　　Compared to Morgan, who was full of desire at night, Ian, who always maintained respect, felt much more comfortable.

　　"My Lady Princess, I didn't expect to see you here."

　　"Knight, from your tone, it seems that you don't want to see me?"

　　"No." Ian shook his head respectfully.

　　"My Lady Princess, your arrival has brightened my mood for the whole day."

　　"Please let me do something for you in return."

　　"Yeah." Morgan nodded.

　　"Then knight, take me to see the land. I want to know what you have accomplished."

　　"As you command, Princess."

　　You have a legitimate reason.

　　[You brought the horse for Morgan.]

　　[With your assistance, she mounted the horse in an elegant manner, and you naturally led the horse for her.]

　　[You two left the city smoothly in a way that no one would suspect.]

　　Yep——

　　Yep——

　　The horse's hooves rose and fell on the road along the ridge.

　　"Here... they shouldn't be able to see us, right?" Morgan asked in a low voice while sitting on the horse.

　　"Yes, my lady."

　　Ian, who was holding the horse reins, responded quickly.

　　"We have come a long way, no one will see us."

　　"Then Ian, I order you." Morgan pulled the rope and stopped the horse, "Get up now."

　　"...OK."

　　Ian has extensive combat experience.

　　Even if there is another person sitting on the horse, it will not affect his action of getting on the horse at all.

　　"Hold me."

　　"Understood, Princess."

　　Ian put his hands around Morgan's waist and while holding the reins, he also held the petite girl in his arms.

　　A familiar fragrance drifted into Ian's nostrils.

　　He knew it was her scent, and he couldn't help but take a few more breaths of it in enjoyment.

　　The wind blows through the sea of ​​wheat, creating waves of golden ears of wheat.

　　Morgan's voice also sounded quietly.

　　"Does it smell good?"

　　"Hmm." Ian did not hide his thoughts. "My Lady Princess, you always make me so intoxicated."

　　"I hope you're not lying to me."

　　Morgan gave a faint smile.

　　"However, since you have gained so much pleasure from it, shouldn't you also leave something behind in exchange?"

　　"My Lady Princess, everything I have belongs to you. I don't know what else I can leave for you."

　　"Of course there are still some that can be left." Morgan looked at the wheat field ahead that was blown by the wind.

　　"I said, everything you have is mine, even your reputation."

　　"so--"

　　Morgan leaned back a little, pressing against Ian's solid chest.

　　"Ian...I command you to marry me."

　　"Let me take away your reputation as well."