Reward for a Knight's Loyalty

[Talent Vigorous + has been replaced by Blessing of the Lake +: You have been brought to this place of birth of Morgan.You have begun to be recognized by this sacred and peaceful place.

From now on, you will no longer feel tired, and your anti-magic power has also been improved.

Some low-level magic can no longer affect you.]

[Once a terrible thought is born, it is difficult to eliminate.]

[When you begin to realize that all of this is completely unfair to Morgan, you can no longer dismiss it lightly.]

[You can't bear to see Morgan in such pain, it cuts your heart like a knife every moment.]

"St..op.. Ian." With s huffed breath morgan ordered Ian to stop.

Morgan wiped her tears and regained some amount of strength before saying.

"I'm not sad anymore."

"Understood, princess."

Ian Stopped his hard work after finding the supreme treasure he did not have any intention to refuse Morgan's demands, not that he would refuse her demands after all.

Ian's loyalty to Morgan is beyond his lust for her body.

Morgan just gave an order, and he directly followed and stopped his activity.

Morgan, who sat up from the grass, couldn't help but find it a little funny when she looked at Ian, who clearly had more ideas but insisted on his loyalty.

"Come here, let's sit closer."

"Princess, this..."

"Ian, are you going to disobey my order?"

The princess's order is an order that must be obeyed.

Ian didn't say anything more, but sat by the lake as Morgan asked.

And Morgan herself quickly sat next to this extremely loyal knight.

This time, the two were no longer in a distance of above and below the lake, but sat side by side.

[You were silent for a long time.]

[The breeze in the forest brushed your faces, silently telling the passage of time.]

[Even so, you feel that this is one of the few beautiful times in your life.]

[Although as a healthy man, you can't help but feel a burst of throbbing by Morgan's side.]

[At this moment, Morgan's hand touched your hand, gentle and polite.]

"Were you worried by what happened just now?" Morgan's voice was a little worried.

"Ian, you know, I'm actually not..."

"It's okay, princess." Ian replied with a smile,

"Being able to make you forget your sadness a little is also the responsibility of a knight."

Ian's words touched Morgan.

It had been a long time since she had released her inner sadness like this.

"You are a loyal knight."

Morgan bent down to the lake in front of her and gently stroked some lake water with her hand.

Her hand was wet by the lake water, and it looked a little whiter and smoother.

"I think it's time to reward you."

The next moment, Ian felt a burst of moisture—Morgan's hand touched his cheek.

"Princess, you..."

"Don't like it?" Morgan supported her chin with her other hand and asked Ian back.

"Then I can let go now."

"No, I don't mean that."

"That's right, isn't it?" Morgan's feet gently swayed the water.

"But don't blame me for not telling you in advance. You are my pawn. Everything you can do is still within my control."

"Princess, this is a bit unexpected for me."

"But you don't want me to let go, do you?" The corners of Morgan's mouth raised a slight arc.

"You said it, all your loyalty is to me, I can do whatever I want."

"I understand, princess..."

Morgan's fingers were slender and delicate, as smooth as the skin on the soles of her feet, and extremely flexible because she needed to study magic.

Her fingers rubbed back and forth on Ian's cheeks, revealing a warm and nostalgic look.

"Ian, it seems we haven't tried this kind of thing for many years, right?"

"Yes, princess." Ian took a deep breath, "You remember correctly. The last time I was with you like this was a long time ago."

"Then Vortigern must have shown you a lot of exceptional women to warm your bed, right?"

Ian shook his head.

"No."

"That is the reward for trampling on the British knights. I can't convince myself to accept it."

Morgan's expression became a little unbelievable.

"Ian, do you mean that you have never accepted Vortigern's reward?"

"Yes." Ian nodded, "I have never received anything from him."

Listening to this description, the intelligent Morgan suddenly realized something.

"Then Ian, haven't you been suffering in this situation for several years?"

"No, for you, my princess, that was by no means painful."

"..."

Morgan was silent for a long time.

Even though she knew that Ian would never complain about her, she felt a little sad in her heart.

Finally, her lips were no longer tightly closed as before.

"Sorry, Ian, it was my unrealistic fantasy that made you spend such years."

"Do you regret it?"

"No." Ian replied with a smile, "Princess, I said, I will never regret being loyal to you."

"Your order is the supreme honor to me."

Honor is often flattering at the moment, and loyalty is seen at the moment of loneliness.

Morgan turned her face away and said in a vague voice:

"Are you...resenting me? If so, you can tell me now."

"Thank you for your concern, princess."

"These things are indeed a bit painful for me." Ian answered very directly, "But princess, all of this can be changed for you."

"Princess, I will never resent you."

"It's really stupid..."

Morgan turned her face away, but her hand held Ian's hand tighter.

"Do you think I will feel guilty for you like this?"

"You are just my pawn."

"Princess, of course I understand all this"

"Then hug me." Morgan whispered, "Ian, you don't have as many opportunities as you think."

"If you miss this one, you don't know when the next one will be."

Morgan felt the warmth from Ian.

Ian and her hands were clasped together.

The knight who was allowed by the princess hugged the person he expected and guarded as he wished, and the cool wind blew through the entire forest, and everything returned to calm at this moment.

"It's obviously very uncomfortable, right?"

Morgan, whose legs were slightly apart, gently wrote her name with her fingers on Ian's chest—she felt a little confused in her heart.

"Why don't you tell me clearly?"

"Because you don't need my pain, princess."

"Then I order you now." Morgan finished writing her name, "Tell me immediately if you have any ideas in the future."

"Then princess—"

Ian looked directly at Morgan in his arms.

"If my idea is... I don't accept that you can't get the throne?"

[You didn't notice one thing.]

[That is, when you said this sentence, the clear lake water began to show small turbidity.]