Simulator in Type-moon, Starting with becoming Morgan husband!

Chapter 49. The Final Farewell Before Departure

[You and Artorius have returned to the village.]

[Kay is anxiously pacing back and forth at the village gate.]

[You know he's worried because he had lost track of the two of you.]

[But you decide not to say anything—sometimes pretending to be naïve can be a form of wisdom.]

[Artorius doesn't know that Kay had secretly followed him.]

[In a cheerful mood, she greets enthusiastically.]

"Brother!"

Artorius, sitting in front of Ian, happily waves his hand.

"We're back!"

Seeing Artorius and Ian sitting together on the same horse, Kay almost wanted to draw her sword immediately.

"Artorius! What are you doing? Get off now!"

"How can you casually ride with someone else like this!"

This time, before Artorius could reply, Ian spoke up first:

"Kay."

"I was just letting Artorius get familiar with this horse."

"Get familiar with the horse?"

Kay immediately focuses on the horse they're riding—he hasn't forgotten Ian's promise from earlier.

Ian understands this well.

He nods: "Yes, I plan to give this horse to Artorius."

Unexpected, yet not completely surprising.

Kay initially thought it was just flowery words from Ian, but he didn't expect Ian to follow through.

"Are you serious?" he asks, half in disbelief. "You really plan to give this horse to Artorius?"

"Brother!"

Artorius can't take it anymore.

"What kind of face are you making! Sir Ian really wants to give me this horse, he even let me name it!"

"Naming it doesn't prove anything!" Kay still looks uneasy. "What if there are conditions attached?"

"People from this city are always full of ulterior motives."

Seeing this, Ian doesn't argue.

He quietly dismounts and approaches Kay.

"Then from now on, I won't touch this horse again."

"Tomorrow morning, I'll be leaving here—so now you don't have to worry about any conditions, right?"

Ian didn't say this to pacify Kay.

He truly knows that he needs to leave.

Right now, Artorius can't be killed—her Magecraft is simply too powerful.

So the proper course of action is to go back and report to Morgan.

Moreover, the frontlines have completely collapsed, and soon there will definitely be chaos awaiting him and Morgan. They need to discuss the next steps soon.

"..."

Kay was momentarily speechless.

Ian, with a faint smile, gently patted him on the shoulder. As he walked past, he casually dropped a line full of emotional damage:

"Your sister is 'awesome.'"

"Huh?"

Before Kay could fully understand the meaning of Ian's words, Artorius, who had just jumped off the horse, stood on tiptoe and lightly tapped him on the head.

"Brother! You really! Why do you doubt Sir Ian like that!"

"He's a good person!"

"You…" Kay was speechless, unsure how to counter her.

Hearing these words, Ian couldn't help but smile smugly.

[The sun slowly sets over the sky of Britannia.]

[You decide to stay with the knights in the same place.]

[They were completely surprised that someone in your position would be willing to do so, both shocked and grateful.]

[You strike up a conversation with them.]

[Through the conversation, you gather more information about the situation on the frontlines.]

[They vividly describe the strength of Vortigern's army, and also express deep regret that you and Morgan weren't at the frontlines.]

[But only you know that, even if you and Morgan had been there, the outcome wouldn't have changed.]

[This was a war doomed to failure, and you and Morgan are merely the exposed frauds.]

[However, you're not entirely empty-handed.]

[At least, you've gained further confirmation of the formidable strength of Vortigern.]

[Dawn breaks.]

[You are the first to wake up.]

Ian didn't want to wake up early, but there were too many things on his mind, preventing him from sleeping.

It had been a long time since he'd experienced insomnia like this.

He stood up, careful not to make a sound, and then stepped outside.

However, he didn't expect to immediately encounter Artorius carrying a bucket of water—she had changed into a thicker outfit, looking sturdier and stronger than before.

"Sir Ian!"

Artorius, with the bucket of water in her hands, was surprised to see him.

"Why are you up already? Did I disturb you?"

"No, it's nothing." Ian calmly smiled. "I just woke up early."

"Was it because the resting place was so bad that you woke up early?"

"No, Artorius, don't overthink it." Ian stopped her from making assumptions.

"I just simply woke up early."

"On the other hand… why are you up so early?"

"I'm working!"

Artorius raised the bucket of water in her hands.

"Normally, I wake up to work at this hour."

"..."

Ian glanced at the iron buckets still by the well.

"Let me help you."

[You don't come from a wealthy family, so you're quite familiar with tasks like these.]

[You help Artorius finish her work quickly and smoothly.]

[The two of you rest under the shade of a tree.]

"Sir Ian, drink this."

Artorius hands Ian a cup of water.

"Thank you." Ian accepts the cup.

"I didn't expect you, Sir Ian, to know how to do these things…" Artorius couldn't help but exclaim, "I thought someone like you would surely have no idea how to do such work."

"But you did it better than I did!"

"Artorius, I feel like you're underestimating me now."

"No, that's not it!" Artorius shakes her head repeatedly. "Sir Ian, I didn't mean it that way."

"I know, I was just joking."

"Really, really?"

Artorius's face turned slightly red as she secretly glanced at Ian beside her, softly saying:

"Um... Sir Ian, I've changed to a new hair tie. Do you think it looks good?"

"..."

Ian looked at Artorius's hair and nodded.

"Yeah, it should've been this way from the start. Using some scrap of cloth before was really strange."

"Yes, yes..."

Artorius hugged her ponytail, looking a little shy from the compliment.

But soon, she seemed to remember something and spoke softly again.

"Sir Ian, you'll be taking those injured knights back later, right?"

Ian nodded.

"Yes, that's right."

"Then... will we have a chance to meet again someday?" Artorius looked up, her eyes filled with a hint of worry.

"Maybe, but I can't say when."

"Then—"

Artorius raised her hand and pointed toward Ian.

"Sir Ian, could you come here for a moment?"

"..."

Although Ian wasn't sure what Artorius intended, he still obeyed and stepped closer.

Muah~~

The soft lips of the girl gently left a sweet, wet imprint on his face.

"Artorius, you..."

"I just wanted to try it! Sir Ian, please forget about this and about what happened that time! There will be a better version of me in the future to do things like this!"

"Um, take care on the road!"

After saying this, Artorius hurriedly covered her mouth and ran off.

Bang—she accidentally knocked over an iron bucket.

Everything fell silent again.

Only Ian remained, standing there, his hand slowly reaching up to touch his cheek.