Type-Moon Simulation: Starting with Conquering a Greek Goddess!-Chapter 111 - : Old Acquaintances

"Ha—huff—"

Gawain's holy sword had lost its radiance.

The daylight blessed by the sun had faded, replaced by a starry night with a full moon.

The area around the stronghold was filled with craters of various sizes.

It looked like a honeycomb, riddled with holes.

"How could this be... someone could actually fight my brother to this extent... The king's side has such a powerful knight!?"

Gareth's eyes were filled with astonishment.

Not just her, but Agravain and the others watching from a distance were also shocked. They hadn't expected this outcome.

It truly surpassed their imagination.

[You fought Gawain until nightfall]

[When night fell, the sun's blessing that empowered him also faded]

[Even with triple strength, he couldn't achieve victory]

[Now, with only his base strength]

[Facing such a lopsided battle, Gawain was certain he would face defeat—]

"Alright, I acknowledge you!"

Moran's sword tip stopped in mid-air.

It was just a few millimeters away from piercing Gawain.

"Wh-what—?"

Gawain hadn't expected this development.

Logically, facing someone like him who came with ill intentions.

It wouldn't be strange to kill him.

Why stop now?

"Sun Knight Gawain. I acknowledge your strength. You have the right to meet King Arthur."

"W-wait! Sir Moran! This battle!"

Gawain quickly stepped forward.

It was clear he was puzzled by the result.

He was supposed to lose, wasn't he?

"Gawain, I ask you this: why did you come to meet King Arthur?"

"Well... Sun Knight Gawain came here to witness King Arthur's radiance. I wanted to confirm if he is truly the one worthy of bearing Britain's destiny, as the rumors say!"

Gawain answered honestly.

As an upright knight, he wouldn't avoid such a question.

"In that case, fighting me and winning wasn't your main goal, was it?"

"N-no, it wasn't! But—"

"There's no but. My duty is to protect King Arthur, so I acted to determine if you were worthy of an audience.

I didn't fight you for victory. Since neither of us fought for victory, the outcome of this battle isn't that important, is it?"

Moran's argument left Gawain momentarily stunned.

It did make sense.

Gawain, who was fixated on chivalry, had fallen into a mental trap. Moran hadn't been thinking about chivalry at all.

"...You could have defeated me.

If it weren't for the sun's blessing, I wouldn't have been able to match you. You are undoubtedly a strong warrior."

Gawain was still concerned about the battle.

He knew Moran's words were true, but he couldn't easily dismiss his lingering doubts.

"Haha, but what would winning bring me?

Honor? Fame? Compared to such things, if I were to foolishly pursue them, it would cause my king to lose a noble knight. Making such a mistake would be my failure."

Moran's eyes were as deep as the starry sky.

Hearing this, Gawain suddenly understood.

"Sir Moran... I'm truly ashamed. I was shortsighted. Now I see the nobility you speak of, and I realize I'm not worthy of it."

Gawain was so ashamed he wished he could disappear.

He had been blinded by defeat.

He had even forgotten the mission he was entrusted with.

Yet Moran had remembered his duty to his lord until the end.

The knight known as the Sun Knight now felt he had failed as a knight.

"Hahaha, the fact that you can admit this to me already makes you worthy of the title. Don't worry too much. Let me take you to meet the king."

"...Thank you. I've learned much."

Gawain's eyes now held a trace of respect for Moran.

At this moment, he truly saw him as a senior.

Whether in martial skill or as a knight, he felt he had completely lost this time.

"By the way, Gawain, I have something to ask."

"Huh? What is it?"

"How is... Morgan? Is she doing well?"

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Moran suddenly turned around and asked.

The question stunned Gareth and the others who had approached. Gawain's expression also changed briefly.

As if wondering how Moran knew.

"Sir Moran, do you know my mother?"

"Yes, we're old acquaintances. I haven't had the chance to see her these past few years. I'm sorry about that..."

Moran murmured with a complicated expression.

Gawain wasn't sure how to respond.

Initially, he had come under Morgan's orders, intending to use the sun's radiance to defeat King Arthur.

But there was something strange.

When Morgan gave him this mission, she also told him to watch out for a man who was overwhelmingly strong...

"Ah, could it be that you're—"

"What is it?"

Just as Gawain was about to speak.

His brother Gaheris quickly covered his mouth.

Gareth tugged at Gawain's arm: "Hahaha, brother, you've been fighting for so long, you must be tired! You must be!"

Soon, Gawain regained his composure.

He coughed awkwardly into his fist and said, "Sorry, I lost my composure. Mother is doing well, though we're a bit worried about her being alone."

"I see... sigh..."

Moran didn't pay much attention to their odd behavior.

He then turned around, hands behind his back, and let out a sigh.

It had been several years since Artoria declared herself king.

During this time, he hadn't always been by her side.

But he had done his best to stay in the mortal world.

Only when his body could no longer endure did he ask Merlin to send him back to Avalon to rest.

Although he still kept in touch with Morgan.

He couldn't change her hostility toward Artoria.

Even the strongest dragon had his own regrets.

"Brother, don't you think Sir Moran's reaction is similar to how Mother acts when she's alone..."

"Now that you mention it, Gareth, it does seem that way..."

"Right? Right!"

The two siblings followed Moran into the stronghold.

At the same time, their eyes kept studying him.