Type-Moon Simulation: Starting with Conquering a Greek Goddess!-Chapter 133 - : The Wedding of the King of Knights

[The victorious King and knights return to Camelot]

[Having triumphed in both the civil war and the war against foreign invaders, King Arthur has achieved a feat unparalleled in history]

[Moreover, the miracle of the Golden Fleece has manifested]

[The people truly feel their lives improving, with recent bountiful harvests and a peaceful, stable existence]

[Britain seems to have returned to the Age of Gods]

[It is so ideal, so dreamlike]

[It is now the fifteenth year of Artoria's reign]

[However, Camelot was only built five years ago]

[The blessing of the Golden Fleece has brought five years of bountiful harvests to Britain, and Artoria has prepared supplies for the war against foreign enemies]

[Before that, she chooses to stabilize the country]

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[A joyous event occurs during this time]

[King Arthur chooses to welcome Guinevere as his queen, which reassures many of the concerned knights]

[Although the King has always been radiant]

[They were worried about the King's heir, as such a perfect King should not lack a wife]

[Thus, the knights are put at ease]

[Having defeated the Saxons, they wish to celebrate the King's wedding amidst the joy of victory]

[Both the subjects and the knights]

[Are overly enthusiastic about this matter]

[Perhaps, King Arthur's decision is also motivated by the desire to maintain the image of the perfect King]

[Like decisions regarding national policy]

[Artoria views the wedding in this way]

[Those who know she is a woman are extremely few, making this the greatest secret in Britain today]

[You are one of the few who knows the truth]

"Ah, it's quite subtle, isn't it? I never thought I'd one day witness your wedding, Artoria, in this position."

"This is a measure to prevent people from becoming suspicious. The Round Table knights are too focused on this matter. If it were a wedding, I'd rather have it with you, Moran. That would surely be wonderful...."

Artoria speaks with a hint of longing.

Only when alone with Moran does she remove her crown and reveal her vulnerable side.

Like a young girl imagining her wedding.

Gazing at her lover's face, lost in thought.

"It's just a pity that this is your wedding with Guinevere, and the one standing on the stage to make vows with you isn't me."

"Hmm..."

Artoria shows a troubled expression.

Of course, Moran is merely expressing his feelings here.

He knows this is a political marriage.

The only unfortunate one is likely Guinevere.

From what he knows, Guinevere in the Moon World has long admired King Arthur, and this love has accumulated over ten years.

However, when she learns the truth on her wedding night.

The complexity of her emotions.

Discovering that the King she admires is actually a woman, the betrayal and despair she feels cannot be measured.

"The wedding venue is being planned by Agravain. He's been too strict and overworked lately, so I'll find an excuse... a reason to let him rest. The other noisy knights will also need to be sent away..."

Artoria rests her chin on her hands.

She seems to be thinking about what comes next.

"Hey, hey, hey, you're not really thinking about having a wedding with me, are you? I was just speaking casually. There's no need to risk exposing your identity for something like this."

Moran guesses Artoria's thoughts.

After all, she is the girl he watched grow up.

He knows what she's thinking with just a glance.

Now, Moran's identity is that of Uther Pendragon's personal guard, the Pure Knight who has protected Britain since ancient times.

He was the guide who watched over the King of Knights before Artoria became King.

The Round Table knights see him as a senior among knights, while the people regard him as the guardian of the flame of hope.

They thank him for nurturing the radiant King Arthur.

And for bringing the Golden Fleece, which grants the people happiness and bountiful harvests.

It can be said that Moran's title as the Pure Knight is even more renowned than that of Gawain, the Knight of the Sun, or Lancelot, the Knight of the Lake.

Second only to King Arthur.

The knights hope that Moran and Ector, in place of the late King Uther, will bless Artoria as father figures.

"As long as we're careful, there's no problem. I don't think this matter is more difficult than dealing with the Saxons or Vortigern."

Artoria frowns slightly.

Her words carry a hint of stubbornness, a familiar expression that Moran recognizes immediately.

It's the same look she had as a squire.

Challenging him dozens of times without winning, yet never giving up, persisting to the point of making him shake his head and smile wryly.

"You, aren't you really looking forward to this?"

"Hmm... Is it that obvious?"

"It's way too obvious. But are you really willing to take this risk just to have a wedding with me before the official one?"

[You recognize Artoria's longing]

[All along, the motivation for her to become the perfect King has been the happiness of being with you]

[Whether fighting side by side on the battlefield or caring for each other while handling political affairs, this has been the driving force that keeps her moving forward, even on a difficult path]

[As long as you are by her side, she feels happiness]

"I want to create more memories with you, not as King Arthur Pendragon, but simply as Artoria..."

"Although I am the beloved King Arthur, before that, I am a woman deeply in love with you."

"So, I want to be willful for once."

[Artoria speaks with flushed cheeks]

[Not on a whim, but with the genuine desire to create beautiful memories with you]

[The girl is undoubtedly greedy]

[This is also part of human nature]

"Ah, we'll need to do some maneuvering. I'll go find Merlin later. For something like this that requires concealing the truth, her expertise in illusions is most suitable."

"Moran, you agree!?"

"Silly, after seeing you say that, how could I not support you? I've said it from the beginning, compared to the duties of a King, I choose your happiness."

Moran responds with a doting smile.

There's no need to even ask.

And it is this very honest statement that strikes right at Artoria's heart..