They walked along the corridor to the dining hall.
Long before Moran arrived,
Lorelai was already seated.
Not only her, but also Sakura and Rin, and even Irisviel, were all observing etiquette and waiting to dine.
Although the Tohsaka and Einzbern families were particular about etiquette,
in Lorelei's eyes, who was a perfectionist, her strictness was sothing the won had never experienced.
Sakura and Rin were both Moran's disciples.
Irisviel was a concubine favored by Moran.
Lorelai judged the won's positions, accepted them all, and continued to perform her duties faithfully.
Since they were the king's concubines and disciples,
it was even more necessary to have a clear understanding of themselves, and naturally, the details of etiquette could not be neglected.
Now, Sakura and Rin were sitting upright.
Irisviel also tensed up.
Lorelai had an aura of authority from her long-term managent of the Clock Tower, and even without speaking, she exerted pressure.
For Rin and Sakura,
she was like an iron-blooded teacher holding a ruler.
Her aura alone made them afraid to relax.
However, this scene was very interesting in Moran's eyes.
In the past, he had indeed been too lenient.
Perhaps, in Lorelai's eyes, such laziness was an incomprehensible sin in itself.
"Teacher...!"
Rin and Sakura saw the figure pushing open the door.
They were like seeing a hero.
They believed that only Moran could save them from their misery, because the two girls knew how casual Moran was.
"..."
Lorelai heard the sound of the door opening.
She cast a indifferent gaze towards the door, which seed to be accompanied by a hint of displeasure.
It was unclear whether it was dissatisfaction with Moran's lateness,
or a recollection of Moran's teasing of her the previous night.
Lorelai could still vaguely recall
that Moran had slapped her on the butt the previous night, and she had never tasted such humiliation in her life.
Even now, her rear still seed to be burning.
It was as if emphasizing the sha of that night.
Therefore, it was Moran himself who had been licentious first, so she couldn't bla Lorelai for being so strict.
The fact that she didn't see Moran as a lecherous rogue, but still respected the King of Britain, was already very good.
"Your Majesty, your early rising this ti is earlier than expected–"
Lorelai opened her mouth, intending to lash out.
But when she shifted her gaze to the doorway, the words she had intended to rebuke seed to get stuck in her throat.
Because that figure was too dazzling.
It was like seeing the true form of the sun up close.
It was so surprising that it made people feel astonished.
It was clearly the new king she knew well, but after just one night, it was as if she was seeing another person.
Familiar, yet strange.
It wasn't just Lorelai who couldn't speak; the Tohsaka sisters and Irisviel had the sa reaction as her.
Just like Gray, who had awakened Moran at the beginning.
They were so surprised that they couldn't close their mouths.
"Teacher... is that you...?"
"Rin, what's wrong? Can't you even recognize ? You abandoned your teacher like that yesterday; I'm very disappointed."
"I, I... that... I..."
Rin rembered abandoning Moran
and leaving her teacher to face Lorelai alone.
Being brought up in front of her younger sister Sakura,
she felt ashad.
After all, Lorelai's pressure was too strong, and it was understandable that the little girl was afraid.
"Hahaha, I'm just kidding. How could your teacher bla you for such a small thing? Look how flustered you are."
Moran stepped forward and touched the back of Rin's head.
His face also had a gentle smile.
Thinking about it, he had spent a long ti in Greece.
Now, seeing Rin and Sakura again, Moran felt not only joy but also the desire to fulfill his duty as a teacher to them.
"Teacher..."
Rin couldn't speak, her face flushed.
Although there were huge changes in appearance and temperant, Rin felt a trace of warmth in this action.
The other party was not a stranger.
The other party was the teacher who taught her magecraft, the teacher she respected, and one of the most important people to her, Rin Tohsaka.
"Teacher... you've changed so much... your hair has also gotten longer? Do you want to beco a girl...?!"
Sakura stared at Moran with bright eyes.
Speaking innocently.
Even though her teacher had undergone such a big change, she still had the sa look of longing on her face.
"Sakura, it's not just won who keep long hair among magi; there are also many n who make that choice. From a magi's point of view, hair, as a part of the physical body, can be said to be one of the best diums for the user.
You must rember this little bit of knowledge. If you are an excellent magus, even your hair can beco a powerful Mystic Code."
Moran explained basic magical knowledge.
He casually cut off a strand of hair, and with just a light wave, the slender, fragile strand of hair cut through the silver candlestick.
It was as sharp as mud, without even needing to activate magical power.
It was just a thought.
Moran just wanted to cut sothing, and the hair hardened to a sharpness that was enough to shatter silverware.
"Wow! Amazing! Teacher, I want to try it!"
Sakura also wanted to learn Moran's thod.
She plucked a strand of hair and tried to inject magical power.
The result was naturally a failure.
The hair could not withstand the excessive magical power and collapsed.
"You're still too young. There's no need to try this kind of thing so early. When the ti is right in the future, I will teach you. Sakura, Rin, accept this as a talisman."
Moran didn't waste the hair he had cut off.
He applied a simple spell to the strand of hair.
Then, he divided it in two and gave it to Rin and Sakura.
This could protect the safety of the two girls.
"Thank you, Teacher!"
Sakura and Rin thanked Moran.
Both little girls were extrely happy.
They were not happy because of the preciousness of the gift, but simply because their teacher had given them a gift.
If other magi knew that this strand of hair could be transford into an ancient dragon or magical wolf at any ti, they would probably have to treat Rin and Sakura like ancestors, and would never dare to be negligent in the slightest.
"Hehe, it's good that you're happy."
Moran also showed a gratified smile.
He certainly wouldn't let his disciples be bullied.
In Moran's eyes, this gift was still very ordinary.
The summoned dragons were not pure, and the wolves were just magical wolves.
Once, he used to have demigod-blooded giant wolves pull his carriage when he traveled, so it's not surprising that he thinks this way.
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