48. If you can pretend it never happened

　　"Can you still walk?"

　　"Yes, it's okay."

　　No matter how tough your mouth is, you can't make your weak feet hold on.

　　As soon as he finished showing off his strength in front of Ian, Artolis almost fell down.

　　Fortunately, Ian had quick eyesight and quick hands to support her.

　　"Oh, Artolis, is this what you call okay? An eighty-year-old man might be able to stand firmer than you."

　　"..."

　　Artolis lowered his head.

　　"I'm sorry, Mr. Ian, I can't walk."

　　"I know."

　　Ian's mind had not forgotten the sight of Artolis struggling up and down.

　　That long golden hair floated like waves.

　　"Wouldn't it be better if I told you earlier?"

　　[You picked up Artolis. ]

　　[You hold her and walk towards the direction of the horses. ]

　　[You get on the horse with her. ]

　　To be honest, Ian now feels a strong sense of frustration in his heart.

　　He wanted to kill the extremely fragile Artoris in front of him, but he was unable to do so because of the overly powerful magic.

　　He was not interested in her barren body at all, but he still left something behind in her unremitting efforts.

　　He thinks he can be merciless to anyone of the opposite sex other than Morgan.

　　But now it seems that is not the case.

　　After returning home, it will be difficult to explain clearly to Morgan.

　　"Mr. Ian?"

　　"What's wrong?"

　　"Nothing." Artolis, who was sitting in front, lowered his head and looked a little nervous.

　　"Seeing as you haven't spoken for so long... I thought you were angry."

　　"Angry? Why should I be angry?"

　　"I...I still couldn't accept what you said, Mr. Ian." Artolis' voice was still very small.

　　"I'm really sorry that I couldn't be the person you wanted to see."

　　"Who would I like to meet?"

　　Ian smiled bitterly.

　　He had no interest in her becoming anyone he wished to meet;

　　If I had to say it, the dead might count as one.

　　certainly.

　　This kind of thing is absolutely not allowed to be said.

　　After confirming that he could not break the magic, Ian knew that he could only continue to maintain this hypocrisy towards Artolis.

　　"Artolis, you are wrong to think this way."

　　"What kind of person you should be is not decided by me, but by yourself."

　　"You have the right to go north and the freedom to go south - all are allowed in Britain."

　　"So--"

　　Artolis tilted his head.

　　"Mr. Ian, do I also have the right to let you take me around again?"

　　"I don't want to go back to the village yet."

　　be cheated.

　　This guy is still a bit scheming.

　　"...Where do you want to go?" Ian asked.

　　"Everything is fine." Artolis touched Ian's hand, and this time she was obviously a lot bolder.

　　"Mr. Ian, as long as you are here."

　　[You didn't answer Artoris's words and took your hand out. ]

　　[But you did turn the horse's head as she asked. ]

　　[The sound of horse hooves fell, and you gradually moved away from the village. ]

　　[If Kay were here, he would probably be mad at Artolis for being so proactive. ]

　　[You stopped on a hill, overlooking a large area around you. ]

　　[The wind blowing in your face makes you feel a little more comfortable. ]

　　"Mr. Ian." Artolis looked at the land in front of him, his beautiful green eyes glowing brighter.

　　"Britain is such a beautiful land."

　　"Is that why so many knights are willing to sacrifice their lives to protect it?"

　　Ian nodded.

　　"Artolis, you are right."

　　"Then Mr. Ian, is the war on the front line very bad?" Artolis looked towards the direction of the village.

　　"So many knights have fled back. Is the enemy stronger than imagined?"

　　"..."

　　It's really hard for Ian to answer this question.

　　After all, he had really fought against Vortigern - not only did the opponent guess all his intentions, but he also counterattacked quickly and fiercely.

　　But you can't say depressing words, right?

　　"Artolis, although the enemy is indeed very powerful, I believe we will win in the end."

　　"Yeah?"

　　Artolis smiled and with her hair spread out, she looked appropriately beautiful for her age.

　　"Mr. Ian, if you say that, I will feel relieved."

　　"Really? That's good."

　　"By the way, Mr. Ian, I have a question."

　　"Well, you ask."

"That is--"

　　Artolis lowered his head.

　　"Does the way I just acted make you feel disgusted?"

　　"Disgusted?"

　　"Yes." Artolis nodded, "Isn't it a bit presumptuous of me to do this?"

　　"Without permission—"

　　Artolis raised a finger and bent it slightly.

　　"Just sit on it."

　　"What do you think about Artolis?" Ian asked.

　　"I don't know." Artolis shook his head, "It's precisely because I don't know that I want to ask Mr. Ian how you feel!"

　　"Artolis, you are too direct."

　　"But this is the most effective way of communication, isn't it?"

　　"But sometimes we need to be more tactful."

　　Ian sighed.

　　He really wanted to know why Artolis became like this - even if he wanted to kill her now.

　　"Artolis, since you asked this, my answer is that it is indeed not very good."

　　"Is that really the case?"

　　[You realize that Artolis is not upset by your words. ]

　　[On the contrary, she seemed to have something to say. ]

　　[You noticed this. ]

　　"Artolis, if you have any other ideas, please tell them."

　　"Then-" Artolis, who knew that Ian didn't like procrastination, quickly spoke again.

　　"Mr. Ian."

　　"I have an idea."

　　"How about this time... just pretend it never happened?"

　　"Didn't happen?"

　　"Right!"

　　Artolis turned around.

　　"Mr. Ian doesn't think this is good, and I don't think this is good either."

　　"Then let's just treat this time as if it never happened."

　　"When there is a better opportunity in the future, let's start all over again! Maybe then I will be able to admit the identity Mr. Ian said!"

　　"Mr. Ian, you can change your mind this time!"

　　[You did not answer Artolis. ]

　　[But you clearly know that what she said is very beneficial to you - at least you no longer need to worry about Artolis telling this matter in front of Kay. ]

　　[You acquiesced. ]

　　[But you don't know that. ]

　　[Your acquiescence planted a small seed in Artolis's heart. ]

　　[People who have never had desires have private thoughts, and the body that stands forever is contaminated with desires. ]

　　[One day in the future, it will eventually turn into a fruit full of thorns. ]

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