Type-Moon Simulation: Starting with Conquering a Greek Goddess!-Chapter 391: With Great Love, Consistent from Beginning to End

Chapter 391 - 391: With Great Love, Consistent from Beginning to End

"It is the utmost honor for the El-Melloi family to receive your expectations... However, I never imagined that the reckless student who once sat in my El-Melloi classroom would actually become the King of Britain."

Kayneth's tone was extremely emotional.

There was a lot of comfort in his eyes, in addition to reverence.

As a teacher, seeing his student grow into such a sacred and solemn emperor is something that can be said to surpass any achievement in maegcraft; it is a great honor.

Although Kayneth believed he had not fulfilled much of a teacher's responsibility.

He still felt joy from the bottom of his heart.

"Hahahahaha, the past is the past. Teacher Kayneth, I am very happy that you still wish to see me as your student."

"You jest. You, who have ascended to the throne of Britain and now inherited the island, it would be too presumptuous for me to still call myself your teacher. I, Kayneth El-Melloi Archibald, have my own principles."

"Ha ha, I have always recognized the saying that once a teacher, always a father."

Moran and Kayneth exchanged smiles.

The El-Melloi classroom holds a special place for Moran.

Therefore, even though Moran's knowledge and power surpass Kayneth's, he is still willing to call Kayneth "teacher."

Of course, he would not make things difficult for Kayneth.

"However, in formal occasions, I will still be formal. In private, let's be a bit more relaxed. Teacher Kayneth, you should also know what my original personality was like. Being a king can sometimes be a hard job."

Moran shrugged with a tone of helplessness.

The King of Britain bears the worship and faith of everyone, and wherever he goes, he is watched with fervent eyes.

If an ordinary person were to bear such pressure.

Surely, they would go mad in less than a week.

Wherever he goes, he is regarded with fervent respect, and every move is watched by others.

He must also respond to the expectations of his subjects.

The kings of Britain throughout history have been very close to perfection, and perfection is the most torturous thing.

For a long time, the citizens of Britain have been more concerned with the shell called "king" than with the king himself.

How the king himself is does not matter to the subjects.

What matters is that the king must be glorious and dazzling.

Unless the king's various charms are too strong, it is possible for people to turn their attention to the king himself.

Moran belongs to this type.

Otherwise, he would not be able to be so relaxed and carefree.

"Ha ha, what a headache of a king. You have always been so casual and carefree; I can't imagine how you were chosen by Britain to become such a majestic king."

Kayneth shook his head and smiled bitterly.

That expression seemed to recall the past Moran, who was overly carefree about most things in class.

Marie, who was beside them, listened to Kayneth talk about Moran's past.

Her ears seemed to perk up.

That anxious look, as if her heart was being scratched, was almost written all over her face.

"... Well, I have experienced a lot."

Moran recalled the events of the simulation.

In the end, all the words and phrases boiled down to a simple sentence.

How heavy and complex the emotions contained within, perhaps only Moran himself could understand.

"A lot of things... haha, so, Your Majesty. What do you think about Reines?"

"... You really won't let it go, will you?"

Moran couldn't help but retort.

He had already shifted the topic to this extent, yet Kayneth was still fixated on this matter.

One could only say that the old fox is still an old fox.

One by one, they actively sent their nieces and daughters to him.

What kind of etiquette is this!?

However, since Moran had already opened the door for Marie, it would not be so easy to stop now.

Stopping now might be seen as favoritism towards the Animusphere family. He did not want that perception to arise.

It is also a principle that it is better to let things flow than to block them.

If he were to think carefully about why he was interested in Marie and Reines... freewebnσvel.cøm

Moran would first answer that it was preconceived notions.

He had known the two girls before coming to the Moon World.

So, it is only natural that he would care about them...

From the moment Moran felt concerned, compared to ordinary people, they were already special.

For Moran, this is indeed the case.

Having experienced a millennium, the wives around him are all stunning beauties. Logically speaking, his temperament should be more indifferent.

However, the flame in Moran's heart still burns brightly.

It feels as if the emotions and ideals that were initially part of being human have been etched into the blood, even into the very principles.

Continuously striving for the happiness of those we love.

Using all one's strength for the woman one loves.

If there is love, one should give it their all.

Just as the gods have their own divine authority and characteristics, Moran has almost fully embodied this principle of action.

The reason he has achieved these great accomplishments.

All stem from the simplest form of love.

Perhaps this is also one of the reasons he can still maintain the fire in his heart to this day.

This great love is one of the principles that constitute him.

In other words, this is his essence.

If this brilliance were to fade, it would likely only be at the moment when this dazzling fire is extinguished.

Without this kind of love, this kind of passion, and this willingness to fight for love, is Moran still the true Moran?

It is indeed a very simple and understandable truth; he has always been such a pure and straightforward man.

What is wrong with having great love?

Rather, it can be said that to this day, still cherishing such childlike sincerity, Moran wishes to express his gratitude.

Because of it, he finds the world to be very interesting.

There are always things worth loving.

"Ha ha..."

In a daze, he once again recognized the interesting truth.

Moran couldn't help but show a joyful smile.

"...King?"

Kayneth and Marie were slightly taken aback.

It was as if they saw a raging fire flickering within Moran, so intense that it seemed to burn the very souls of people.

Just a glance felt like being swallowed by a tsunami, making the sensation of the body feel faint.

There was a maddening charm that could lead one to the abyss.

This is the kingly majesty of the Beast Emperor.