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Mordred paused at this point.

It's like there's something stuck in my throat.

However, when I think back to the reluctance and regret in my heart during my lifetime, that burning emotion is rekindled.

My cheeks also became hot.

Looking back, she believes she absolutely lost control and could no longer contain her passionate emotions.

——However, the thinking is very calm.

Although Mordred also felt unclear.

Love may be an impulse, both crazy and rational, which makes people fall into it and cannot extricate themselves.

"After you left, I actually hated everything. I hated you, I hated King Arthur, I hated Britain, I hated myself."

Contrary to his words, Mordred's voice was very gentle.

Every word flowed into Moran's heart.

"—At first, I felt hatred, but in the end, I couldn't let you down. I couldn't stop thinking about you, to the point where I almost lost myself.

Whenever I think of your last dazzling appearance, my father, and the future I am heading towards, which was opened up by you, I feel very happy and want to work hard to protect the future you created."

Mordred grabbed Moran's shoulders.

Gradually, the force was increased.

"Whenever I think back to your final acknowledgment of my feelings, I feel the future is filled with meaning. However, I still have things I want to accomplish, which is why I place my wish on the Holy Grail... I want to be looked at by you in the same way as my mother, and not just be treated as a daughter..."

Mordred's emerald eyes trembled.

His face was as red as burning iron.

It took a lot of determination for her to say these words. I believe no war in her life would have made her do this.

Just because of the man in front of me.

She showed a moment of weakness she had never shown before.

P.S.: Mozai is still pretty when he dresses up seriously, after all, he has the base of Ayame and Morgan.

Chapter 189: The Strong-willed Mordred [Please subscribe! Please give me flowers!]

"I heard from Mother that waiting alone is very lonely. But when I was waiting just now, it wasn't like that—"

I felt incredibly happy waiting for someone like that, just for my father. I wanted to hold it back for a while, but in the end, I couldn't hold it back anymore..."

Mordred used a different tone than before.

That passionate feeling is the real thing.

"Perhaps I've been in love with you since Mother brought me to Camelot. No, even before I saw you parading with the knights."

Mordred's heart was pounding with shyness.

The roots of his ears were so red that they looked like they were bleeding.

"Well......."

Listening to her words that came from the bottom of her heart, Moran's first feeling was that she was cute.

Then, I felt too ashamed.

In the past, he had always regarded Mordred as his beloved daughter, but now he felt a passion extending like a vampire urge.

Anxiety and uneasiness are intertwined in my heart.

The hazy emotions entangled in consciousness are frightening, and that kind of comfort is sweeter than any 570, inciting the self.

The warmth continues to extend from the neck and penetrate into the brain through the earlobes.

Even Moran doesn't expect happiness.

It will also turn into nectar and gradually flow into the heart.

"Mordred..."

Moran could only utter the name of the woman in front of him.

The truth was, she couldn't look at Mordred the same way she had before, and she didn't want Moran to do that either.

My throat is drier than I thought.

My words were blocked, not because of confusion or unconsciousness. I felt bad about my current state of mind.

Realize that you are stepping into a taboo.

Looking at Mordred who was radiating warmth like this, Moran couldn't remain calm.

How gorgeous is the overflowing breath of love.

It sends shivers down one's spine, and it also ignites emotions.

Moran couldn't help but sigh at the devil's nature. He didn't even think of denying it.

Moran wanted to give Mordred a reply.

Extremely contradictory emotions kept colliding in my heart.

——No more hesitation.

Moran turned to face Mordred.

Their faces were close together, and their figures overlapped naturally.

Gentle enough to warm the first snow.

This was also a necessary action he chose to take in order to further confirm the distance between them.

They slowly separated, but their hands remained connected.

The two of them were staring at each other with extremely awkward expressions.

Throw away all the constraints so far and simply convey your emotions through your eyes.

“Ahh….”

Mordred knew he was clumsy.

But, I felt the passionate response of emotions, and such a wholehearted and sincere emotion.

Did both Mother and King Arthur feel such happiness?

It was like the joy of falling into the abyss.

I guess no matter who it is, they would be unable to tolerate it, right?

"hehe....."

Mordred's expression blossomed like a flower.

Her cheeks flushed, revealing a hint of charm.

My heart is beating faster and faster, and I feel a sense of happiness from the bottom of my heart, as if it is about to overflow.

Return to the original idea.

I want to give him everything I have, uproot everything I have and give it all to him.

Let this love become a man's flesh and blood.

"Love me—give me mercy."

"Well--"

Use the last sentence as the dividing line.

The fouls completely defeated Moran, and there was no room for any other unnecessary thoughts in his head.

It seems like I have lost myself.

Moran followed his heart and accepted the seductive temptation.

It is also to make up for the regrets of the past.

Moran chose to indulge in the gentleness this time, which will give her the happiness she wants.

Temporarily abandon the so-called secular common sense.

Willing to be charmed by this taboo.

The night sky looked like a moon about to fall.

Men's thoughts are complicated.

"Ah... If Morgan knew about this... she would probably call me a beast..."

Moran stroked his forehead and sighed helplessly.

However, it has already happened.

He had not thought about the possibility of avoidance. When Britain first confronted Mordred, he might have thought of the current scenario.

My thoughts gradually turned to the days I spent with Mordred.

The peaceful and sweet life I used to live.

Although my time in Britain was full of ups and downs, looking back, they are all wonderful memories.

Even if I treat her honestly like this.

Will it change anything?

No, no, nothing will change.

Moran and Mordred are still family and will continue to love each other as before.

"Honestly, if you do this again next time, Mordred, I won't be so polite."

"Hmm...what about next time...?"

Mordred's nose was scratched and his face turned red.

There was anticipation brewing in her eyes.

Now that she has tasted it once, she won't be shy the second time.

"We'll talk about next time. Don't eat too much at once, or it won't be good for you. My feelings are another matter, so don't even think about doing anything stupid on your first try."

Moran stroked Mordred's face.

This girl's top priority is him, but compared to the battle-hardened Moran, Modred is obviously lacking in combat power, not to mention that he is a new recruit on the battlefield.

Being too aggressive will only hurt yourself.

Moran naturally didn't want to see her do such a thing.

Although Mordred is now a Servant spirit, he doesn't want to add any flaws to the process.

"Well... I'll try harder next time...!"

"You refuse to admit defeat even in this regard... You're so stubborn... You, Morgan, and Altria are exactly the same..."

Moran couldn't help but shook his head and smiled bitterly.

This kind of showing off is really passed down from generation to generation.

However, he was also casual.

Moran is absolutely confident in his own qualities, otherwise, there would be no way he could do this.

"But you can't compete with Ellie like that anymore. If you do, I'll have to enforce the family rules. I don't want to see you two acting like enemies all day long."

Moran touched on the key point.

He must explain this to Mordred.

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"Well...I will reflect on it..."

Mordred lowered his head.