That source has beco quite obvious.
Bright sunlight stread through the window into the room, casting the outlines of two intertwined shadows on the floor.
"Hehe, no need to thank , this is sothing I should do as your lover~ I want to do sothing for you, Moran, so..."
"Iris... even if we are lovers..."
Moran looked at Irisviel in front of him.
He recalled the ti spent with the various girls in the simulation, where Morgan played more flamboyantly than Irisviel.
For a mont, Moran hesitated to speak.
"Isn't there sothing like a good morning kiss?
Lovers would still do that, right? It's similar to that... Could it be... that I did sothing wrong...?"
Irisviel showed an anxious expression.
Moran changed the subject, coughing a few tis and said, "Ahem, ahem, I'm just a bit surprised by you, Iris. My heart is also reacting a bit too much... To be honest, you did it too well."
"If that's the case, isn't it fine? Waking up early in the morning and seeing you sleeping so peacefully, how could anyone resist? It's like buying a dessert but not eating it..."
Irisviel's cheeks turned slightly red.
It was as if she was justifying her actions.
"I like Moran... like this... is that not okay...?"
"Um..."
Irisviel had an expression like a small animal tentatively looking up.
This delicate and affectionate appearance.
No man would deny her.
Moreover, it was a man who loved her.
Waking up slightly later than expected.
This was sothing Moran had no choice but to accept.
The alluring figure of Irisviel still lingered in his mind.
The priority was still to address the coverage issue regarding the simulation; he was unclear about the specific extent of the British simulation's coverage.
The simulator had not ntioned anything about this.
Moran first sought out Mordred.
However, he did not gain much from this.
He confird that she possessed mories of the first and second British simulations, but the last mory engraved on her Throne of Heroes was of falling asleep together with Moran in a sea of flowers.
As for the progress in reality.
Mordred was also unclear about this matter.
"Hehe, Mother and the others want to et Father by waking up in the future, but I got ahead of them! The first to be summoned was ; after all, Father likes the most~!"
"Mordred, if your mother hears you say that, you won't escape a good beating."
"What does it matter! Mom isn't here!"
Mordred appeared completely unconcerned.
She showed an even more affectionate attitude than before.
It was no wonder she acted this way.
After all, in Mordred's mories, the last thing she saw was Moran, who had fallen into a deep sleep with her.
"Father, where are you going now?"
Mordred walked out of the castle with Moran.
The artificial maidservants, upon learning of their master's intention to go out, had specially prepared transportation.
"I'm going to the Tohsaka family; I want to ask Tokiomi sothing."
"Oh, I see."
Mordred did not ask further.
Although she liked Moran as a daughter, she wouldn't pry too deeply into every matter.
Having once been a king, she understood.
Having secrets in one's heart doesn't necessarily indicate a problem; sotis, it's to protect others, which is why secrets are kept.
"However, wouldn't it be faster to use a transfer spell?"
"It could be faster, but that would shorten the ti I spend with you. Mordred, do you want that?"
"Um, um... then let's forget it!"
Mordred imdiately abandoned the idea of using magecraft to transfer.
At the sa ti, she couldn't help but feel delighted.
So Father wanted to spend more ti with , which is why he chose to take the car to the Tohsaka family...
Thinking of this made Mordred very happy.
A smile appeared on her face.
However, in reality, Moran was thinking beyond that.
The artificial beings of Einzbern were also working hard, taking care of all his daily needs.
They always wanted to showcase their usefulness.
Being able to serve their master was their purpose.
If Moran rejected the service of the artificial beings, they would show expressions of disappointnt and dejection.
This always reminded Moran of Irisviel.
After all, she was still his subordinate.
eting the expectations of subordinates is a leader's responsibility.
Moran, as a king, understood this principle.
If everything were solved with magecraft, the social interactions and joys of life would be greatly diminished.
Soon, Moran arrived at the Tohsaka residence.
Tokiomi, upon hearing that the Ancestor was visiting again, presented himself with the most solemn reception etiquette, wondering why the Ancestor had co again.
What could possibly attract the Ancestor to the Tohsaka family?
No, Tokiomi couldn't think of anything.
The only ones who could attract Moran, Rin and Sakura, had already been taken away; the Tohsaka family should have nothing else to draw him in.
Could it be... that sothing happened to Rin and Sakura...?
Tokiomi imdiately thought of this.
Filtering through various possibilities, this was the only conclusion he could arrive at.
Although Tokiomi was proud and confident in Rin and Sakura, they were still just children under ten years old.
Once, Tokiomi had heard about the teaching thods for magi.
Every disciple learning under a magus faced a curriculum as harsh as facing hell.
Tokiomi did not know Moran's teaching thods.
But judging from Moran's high level of magical prowess, it was certainly beyond what Tokiomi could imagine.
If it was a magical essence that even he lacked the confidence to accept, then even the exceptionally talented Rin and Sakura would likely find it impossible to avoid making mistakes.
Tokiomi increasingly felt that this was the case.
The Ancestor must have co specifically for the issues concerning Rin and Sakura.
After all, it was related to knowledge of magecraft.
No matter how strong the talent, it wouldn't be enough.
Rin and Sakura must have made a mistake; the question was, what kind of mistake had they made...
Tokiomi was pondering this matter.
If it weren't for his daughters making mistakes, he really couldn't think of why the Ancestor would co to the Tohsaka residence again.
Was it just to have tea and chat?
How could that be possible! That was soone who could laugh and talk with the Jewel Old Man, a Third Magician studying magecraft in the sa school!
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