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Artolis once again appeared in the streets of Camelot.
She was dressed in thick clothes, holding East Stallion's horse rope in her hand, and her delicate face made her a little more feminine.
She was looking at everything around her with curiosity - only those who had not been to the city for a long time expressed that talents can show.
Ian sensed something was wrong.
Artolis, why did you come to the city at this time?
[After noticing something unusual, you instinctively want to avoid Artoris. ]
[But everything seems to be destined. ]
[Artolis asked the passers-by for news. ]
[All chance converges into necessity in an instant. ]
[The steps of the crowd on the street are complicated, but they can actually "make" a way between you and Artolis. ]
["Lord Ian?"]
["Isn't that the one in front?"]
["It appears to be true!"]
[After thanking Artoris, he hurried towards you. ]
"Mr. Ian!"
A familiar voice sounded behind Ian.
From such a close distance, there is absolutely no way to pretend that you didn't hear it.
Ian turned around and saw an excited girl's face.
"It is indeed you, Mr. Ian!"
"..."
How excited Artolis is, how troublesome Ian feels now.
He has put all my thoughts on the matter of King Selection, and he really doesn't have any extra energy to deal with other existences.
However-
Hypocrisy is still necessary.
"Oh...Long time no see, Artolis."
Ian looked at the crowd around him, smiled slightly and said:
"Let's talk somewhere else."
[You have someone park Eaststallion in the best stable for her. ]
[You took her to the largest tavern in the city. ]
[Everyone's eyes were focused on you and Artolis. It wasn't until you pushed the knife out of your scabbard slightly that they stopped looking at you. ]
[You want to send Artolis away quickly. ]
"Eat whatever you want, no need to be polite to me."
Ian looked at Artolis in front of him with a false smile. No one would have imagined that he had wanted to kill her countless times.
"Um..."
With the previous "lesson", Artolis has restrained herself a lot this time. Not only does she not have the wild attitude, she also restrains himself a lot in her actions.
"By the way, Artolis, why did you come to the city this time?" Ian asked.
"Are you selling apples again?"
"No, no, no!" Artolis waved her hands repeatedly, "The course in this area is over, I don't have to sell apples anymore!"
"And--"
Artolis took off a small bag from her waist and placed it on the table.
He saw golden wheat ears inside.
"Mr. Ian, I saw a lot of wheat fields along the way. Did you send people to plant these?"
"...You can say so."
"As expected!" Artolis looked happy, "I knew Mr. Ian did listen to me!"
"..."
Although he knew Artolis didn't mean that, Ian always felt a little uncomfortable.
He changed the subject.
"By the way, why isn't Kay here?"
"He probably hasn't been to the city very often, right? Why didn't he take this opportunity to come?"
Hearing this question, Artolis turned her cheek slightly and whispered:
"I did it on purpose."
"Because although my brother is indeed a very good person... he is very noisy."
Very real reason.
So much so that Ian didn't know how to refute.
"That--"
"Artolis, why did you come to the city this time..."
When he got to the point, Artolis was a little more excited than before.
"Mr. Ian, you should know the legend of the red dragon, right?!"
"..."
A flash of displeasure flashed across Ian's face, but he quickly calmed down.
"Oh, I heard that as long as you pull out the sword blade embedded in the stone, you can become the new king of Britain."
"Correct!" Artolis nodded seriously.
"So I want to give it a try too!"
"Artolis, you mean you want to be the new king of Britain?"
"You can say that..." Artolis rubbed her fingers uneasily.
"Mr. Ian, you gave me Eaststallion and the sword so that I could become a knight."
"Since you are a knight, you have to try this kind of thing, right?"
"But Artolis, so far, no one has been able to pull that sword blade out of the rock."
"It doesn't matter!" Artolis replied with a smile, "They are them, I am me!"
"As a knight, it's impossible for one to back down before even trying, right?"
[You know Artolis is a man of truth. ]
[You know better how difficult it is to draw out the sword blade - you have tried it in the middle of the night when no one knew about it. ]
[Based on common sense, a girl like Artolis shouldn't be able to draw the sword no matter what. ]
[But you always feel that this common sense will be subverted. ]
[This is not the first time you have encountered this kind of thing. ]
"Mr. Ian."
Artolis's voice called Ian back.
"Sorry, I was distracted. What's wrong?"
"That is--"
Artolis's expression was a little nervous.
After a moment of hesitation, she seemed to muster up the courage and spoke to Ian:
"You don't seem to want to see me do this."
"..."
"It's nothing." Ian smiled slightly, "As a knight, it would be great if you are willing to try this kind of thing."
"How could I not want to see you do this?"
[You lied. ]
[But Artolis didn't seem to notice it. ]
[She seems to regard all this as encouragement from you. ]
[She adjusted her sitting posture slightly and straightened her hair. ]
[She looked at you, with a bit of clear courage in her eyes like a sea of trees. ]
"Mr. Ian, actually there is one more thing I want to tell you."
"What's up?"
"I like you."
Artolis's face turned red, but
"Artolis… are you kidding me?"
She shook her head.
"I'm not kidding."
"After you left, I took a very hard look at this issue."
"In the end, I found that there is no difference between the me I recognize and the me you recognize on this matter."
"So--"
Artolis looked at Ian in front of her, with the clearest emotion of a girl in her eyes.
"Can you come and witness my drawing of the sword tomorrow?"
"I want to complete an attempt without any regrets in your sight!"
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