[You took the scabbard from King Uther, and he allowed you to put the blade that he had picked up with his bare hands back into the scabbard. ]
[Talent chivalry has been obtained; you have been recognized by King Uther and have become a knight again. You swear to King Uther that you will use everything you have to protect Morgan. ]
[King Uther does not doubt what you say. ]
[He has witnessed your loyalty, and your determination to sacrifice your life for Morgan makes him understand that you will never betray Morgan. ]
[After saluting, you left from the presence of King Uther. ]
[Morgan is waiting for you outside. She was a little surprised when she saw that you were not shackled. ]
[As her most loyal knight, you have not hidden anything from her. ]
[You tell her what King Uther knows about this war, and also tell her what King Uther thinks of her. ]
"..."
Morgan bit his lower lip.
After a long time, she asked in a trembling voice: "Ian, is this true? Father... did he truly say that?"
Ian fully understood how Morgan was feeling at this moment.
But as her most loyal knight, he would not allow himself to lie to her.
"Yes, my lady, that's what the king said about you."
"..."
Morgan's beautiful face became distorted in an instant - anyone would have this expression after being commented on by his father.
Ian could see the unwillingness in Morgan's heart.
But as a knight, he didn't know what to do.
"Ian..." Morgan barely controlled his situation, "Do you think so now?"
"No."
Ian directly denied it without any hesitation.
"My Lady, no matter what comments I hear, in my heart, the most suitable king of Britain is still you."
"..."
Morgan looked away;
"Ian, you are such a stupid man."
[In the next few days, Morgan did not summon you again. ]
[And at King Uther's signal, you, who should have been regarded as a war criminal, were released and allowed to walk freely in the military camp like a knight. ]
[This surprised the other knights, and they all began to speculate on the reason why King Uther did this. ]
[Finally, they came to a conclusion: As a minion of the White Dragon, you were intimidated by King Uther's dignity as a king, and you were willing to join the British army. ]
[This is undoubtedly excellent news - the King of Britain can scare even the white dragon's minions, and the outcome of the war is already clear. ]
[But you, who know everything, understand that this war has completely taken a different path from the moment it started. ]
[But when you think that the ending may have nothing to do with Morgan, you find that you don't care about what happens next at all. ]
[It's just that there are some sins that you know you must pay for. ]
In the military camp.
The knights were talking among themselves.
"Hey, do you know what that madman under Vortigern is doing?"
"I don't know...but it looks very wrong. I don't know why the king released such a person."
"Shh... don't talk so much."
Just as the knights were talking, Ian was carving words on a huge stone - those were all the British knights who were killed by him in the war.
Certainly.
He was not as powerful as King Uther, who could write down all their names.
When meeting people with only vague memories, they can only use some symbols as a substitute.
Ian knew that this actually wouldn't change anything, but as the culprit, he couldn't just forget about it so lightly.
[Persistence often arouses respect easily. ]
[Your behavior of carving names on stone slabs is gradually accepted by the knights, and they realize that you may be recording something. ]
[Innate affinity·evil has been replaced by affinity·persistence: Day after day persistence has made the knights more or less accept you, and they begin to regard you as one of the British knights. ]
[They asked you if you needed help, but you politely declined. ]
[Mourning is a person's internal responsibility. ]
[You don't want others to be contaminated with this sin because of you. ]
[During the day, you carved stone slabs, recounting your apologies to every innocent knight who died, and begging them to vent their hatred for Morgan on themselves. ]
[At night, you followed King Uther's order and stayed in front of Morgan's tent. ]
[You understood all of Morgan's pain, so you never disturbed her, but guarded her in the most loyal way. ]
[The minions of the talented white dragon have been lost: you who have shown such loyalty are no longer considered by any British knight to be Vortigern's subordinate. ]
[The rumor began to spread in the military camp that you, who was once a minion of the White Dragon, had been completely defeated by the princess. You were neither sure nor denied this. ]
[After all, you know that you did fall under Morgan's skirt and became her most loyal knight. ]
[King Uther's ultimatum is still issued. ]
[Morgan, as the princess, was ordered by him in the sternest tone to evacuate from the front line from now on and return to the royal court, and you will serve as Morgan's escort along the way. ]
[This surprised the knights - after all, Morgan is so brave and good at fighting. ]
[It's just that no one dared to question the king's order. That would be treason. ]
"My Lady, please be careful."
Ian respectfully protected Morgan and sat on the horse. After she was completely safe, he mounted the horse on the other side.
As the knights watched, the two left the front line of Britain's battle line.
Horse hooves rise and fall.
Leave footprints on the road.
Ian, who knew Morgan's mood well, didn't say anything along the way.
He just silently opened the way for the princess to whom he was loyal.
They crossed the creek, split the thorns, and spent day and night after day.
The two people walking through the woods left behind the footprints of the knight and the princess on the windswept grassland.
Afterwards, Ian, who was riding at the forefront, looked into the distance from the heights of the mountain.
He turned around and said respectfully to Morgan:
"My Lady, if we walk a little further, we can return to the royal capital."
"You'll be safest there."
However, Morgan showed a hesitant expression at this time.
Ian noticed this but said nothing.
He still remembered what Morgan said back then - the knight should only know what the queen allowed him to know.
After a long silence, Morgan finally said something.
She held the horse's rope and said in a slightly sad tone:
"Ian."
"Can… we not go back yet?"
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