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He knew that he had been too competitive during the day.

I also know how difficult it is for Moran.

However, being summoned to the world was due to the excitement in his heart and the desire to possess Moran-.

It made her unable to stop protecting her food.

Now that she had calmed down, she realized that she really didn't need to be so cautious with Irisviel.

In any case, she witnessed the end of Britain.

They are all convinced that Moran loves them.

"Well, it's good that you've reflected on it. I don't want to be too harsh on you, but I don't want you to be so hostile either. I'll talk to Ellie about this later. Don't be too harsh on her, either. She's only been around a short time as a android..."

What Moran wants most is harmony between his lover.

Now that Mordred can listen to what Moran says and get a response, she is still very tolerant.

Resolve the rift between her and Irisviel.

It's not a big deal either.

What really makes Moran feel uneasy is Zhu Yue's arrogant and self-centered personality.

She is the type who won't submit to anyone.

It would take a lot of effort to achieve harmony in the harem. Just thinking about it made Mo Lan feel that the future would become even more difficult.

As Zelrich said.

Women are the most unpredictable creatures in this world.

Moran didn't deny it at all.

However, challenging the impossible is also his specialty.

"By the way, Father, did you also say this to King Arthur and Princess Guinevere?"

"They are very smart, I don't need to say it specifically."

“Mmm…”

Mordred's cheeks flushed.

She certainly didn't have the confidence to match Guinevere's intelligence, nor did she feel she deserved the term dignified and virtuous.

However, I don't want to make Moran worry.

She still has this idea.

Reflecting on her past conflicts with Irisviel, she decided to readjust her mindset in order not to worry Moran.

Now that I have received Moran's response.

She felt that she could solve all problems with this love.

"Then why did Mother choose to leave in the end..."

Mordred remembered an incident from his previous life.

She suddenly asked Moran.

"This...about your mother...it's complicated..."

This caught Moran off guard, and he thought back to his last meeting with Morgan.

My heart couldn't help but tighten.

"Even though Morgan said he couldn't tolerate Altria, actually... that's not entirely the problem. Some of it is related to me... Most of it is my fault. If I had done better, it wouldn't be like that..."

Moran couldn't help but sigh.

His sentimental look moved Mordred.

A feeling of depression welled up in my heart.

She naturally didn't want to see Moran like this, and recalled the conflict between her and Irisviel during the day.

Mordred felt even more guilty.

Although Moran said the fault was his own, Mordred witnessed how he risked his life for Britain during his lifetime.

If anyone dares to say that Moran is not working hard enough or not doing well.

Mordred would definitely kill that man.

With the exception of Moran, no one else could have brought such salvation to Britain.

Moran did everything for their happiness.

So, Mordred wanted to respond.

She wanted to behave in a way that was worthy of this happiness, and she would not cause Moran more trouble as she did during the day.

The cold night sky hangs overhead.

This place is the sparsely populated abyss of stars.

The blooming white moonflowers sway gently in the warm breeze, as quiet and beautiful as the rising and falling waves.

This place is high and far from the ground

It is a realm that humans cannot reach.

There was a woman standing in the center of the sea of flowers, with the sky above her head as if she was asleep.

In this garden full of flowers.

There was only her figure, beautiful and clear.

There was no one in the castle that had existed for thousands of years, and she had never encountered anyone in this world.

Never been given the joy of fellowship with others.

There is no truth in verbal communication with others.

These didn't exist in the beginning.

In this world where he didn't exist, the True Ancestors had simply created her as a weapon.

But that’s not all.

A princess created as a weapon.

In this state where she should have gained nothing, she saw things in her dream that had never happened.

A man's eyes met hers.

Teach her what love is through words and actions.

She possessed the joys, sorrows, anger, and happiness that a living being should have, as well as a deep desire to see him again.

The ignorant princess gazed into a hazy dream.

The sense of déjà vu gave rise to her own will, and she couldn't help but look up at the moon, missing the man in her dream.

——There, I saw the light.

The image of the man who taught her everything, imprinted on her retina, will never be forgotten even after she dies.

He was the reason why the True Ancestor Princess smiled and why the Star Element sparkled.

Now, the True Ancestor Princess has awakened again.

"Moran..."

Elquet murmured with deep affection.

It's like saying the name of your loved one.

Although the man in the dream said at the end that he would come to look for her, the waves brewing in her heart continued to surge.

She had the idea of picking the stars herself.

The princess was impatient by nature, and she was looking at the happy dream passing by like this.

She felt that the dream had lasted long enough.

There is no way but to continue waiting.

I want to see the man's face as soon as possible, I want to laugh with him again, and I want to experience happiness personally.

This anxiety and joy spread in my heart.

Eventually, it couldn't be stopped from overflowing.

"Haha, I can't wait any longer—you haven't come yet, so it's okay for me to go away for a while, right?"

Arquette's smile was filled with joy.

She was already impatient.

Until now, I still clearly remember the agreement with the man.

"Molan, no matter where you are in the world, even if you are hiding in the imaginary space, I will find you!"

Accompanied by howling wind and waves.

Elquet's brilliant golden hair swayed in the air, and the anticipation in her chest overflowed uncontrollably.

The corners of his mouth turned up, and his smile was very joyful.

She freed herself from the constraints of the courtyard and with a single leap reeled in the anchor of gravity.

Like a sailboat facing the wind, Elquet is playing with the night sky.

This incarnation is a living planetary baby.

All the fluctuations on the surface of the earth belong to her.

Now, she is heading towards the surface.

Just to find the person I promised myself in my dream.

Elquet was sure that the other party was there that night.

Chapter 191: I Don’t Want to Be Hated by Him [Please Subscribe! Please Give Me Flowers!]

“Ugh…..this was such a bad idea…!”

The sound of self-blame echoed inside the dormitory.

As if releasing her inner embarrassment, Irisviel faced the bed and swung her legs back and forth.

Thinking of the daytime battle with Mordred,

And Moran's embarrassed look.

Although she resented Moran for not making a choice, she knew that it was mainly because she was too competitive.

Defending in order to advance is the correct choice.

It is clear that a person with such powerful strength as Moran can never be as ordinary as ordinary people. It is wrong to desire the happiness of ordinary people in the beginning.

Even she was created by Moran.

Irisviel was aware of her responsibilities.

That is to realize her value to her master as an artificial human and make Moran feel joy and happiness, which is her pursuit.

"If my great-grandfather knew... he would definitely blame me for being unbecoming... Mordred is Moran's daughter. Although she is a Heroic Spirit, she must have experienced many things with Moran before..."

Irisviel said dejectedly, hugging her pillow.

Her long, bright silver hair spread out on the bed, like the messy thoughts in her mind, and she pursed her lips slightly.

Moran returns to Einzbern as the third magician.

The third method can give people infinite life.

She knew that Moran must have loved more than one person over the long years. She believed that this man must have left behind many enviable stories in a foreign land.

Thinking about the past that Mordred had with Moran.

Her heart couldn't help but ache slightly.