Shape Moon Simulation: Start strategy for the Greek goddess!

"Actually, ahem, I think alchemy and swordsmanship are very good, why can't you neutralize it, I can use it with two hearts, and both sides can be taught together..."

Moran still wants to take a compromise.

No way, Mordred and Alice Phil, both sides are the objects of his love, and there is no difference between high and low.

In order not to get anyone hurt.

Especially not to allow himself to be physically threatened, he can't choose a compromise like this.

"No, you can only choose one or the other!"

Alice Fell and Mordred spoke in unison.

Then, the eyes of the two collided again.

The androids around him looked confused about this scene, and they didn't know what to do.

This is too much for them who don't understand human nature.

Rin and Sakura saw Moran in a dilemma on the side, and they also had puzzled looks on their faces.

"Hmm... Teacher Moran... Shouldn't it be my sister and me's teacher?"

Sakura suddenly said this.

Undoubtedly, this is a chance to give Moran a chance to get out of the storm.

He immediately grabbed the rope.

"Ahem, Sakura is absolutely right! Shichen entrusted Rin and Sakura to me! I can't teach them well!"

Moran is like a golden cicada shedding its shell.

Neither Mordred nor Alice Fell had a chance to react, and he knew that the two women were facing each other.

There is only one way to break this game.

That is, you have to get out of the whirlpool immediately.

"Huh, teacher!?"

"Mr. Moran.....!?"

Rin and Sakura hadn't reacted yet.

Moran hugged them around his waist as if he were carrying luggage, and the two of them didn't even have time to show their surprise.

Subsequently, he used the upper space folding technology to run away.

so that the two women couldn't even catch up

"Run, run!?"

"Hmm, it's worthy of my father, I can actually use such a trick at this moment!

Only the two women who looked at each other were left at the scene.

In the end, they couldn't talk any further, and the first confrontation in the Shura Field came to an end.

This does not mean that the two girls have given up.

After all, night has not yet come.

Moran, who had gone through the Shura Field, was very cautious.

He walked towards the master bedroom in the castle.

"Hey, Mordred is too aggressive, Alice Phil is not calm enough, the relationship between these two people is not very good from the beginning, it is not surprising that there will be such a contradiction..."

Mordred has always been a self-executor.

Alice Phil was actually born not long ago, so her attachment to Moran is not light.

Like in the past, Elquil and Hiel were in the same room, and Medea and Atalanta couldn't contradict each other.

It's all based on the fact that the women have time to run in.

And on the basis of a long enough experience and a stable mentality.

"Hey.... Although troublesome.... But I still have to deal with it..."

Moran felt that the evasion trick could not be reused.

This must be dealt with as soon as possible.

While Moran was still thinking about it, he walked back to the master bedroom before he knew it.

Suddenly, a warning sensation like a buzzing sensation attacked.

He turned his head to look at the shadows that were rushing in.

"Hmm!"

Moran saw the whole picture of the dark shadow.

It would have been possible to give a counterattack in a split second.

However, he did not make any offensive moves after seeing it clearly.

Plop -

Overlapping figures collapsed on the bed.

Filling the room were two breaths.

"I see.... Is it a helmet to hide your inchastity? Mordred, you can hide your breath to this point, it's really a big improvement. "

Moran was suppressed by the shadows.

In fact, he had no intention of breaking free.

When he saw that Mordred was the attacker, he was already caught in the web.

Because, whatever the situation.

It is impossible for him to attack his beloved daughter.

"Father, you are, you can fight back against me the moment you see me clearly. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"In that case, won't it hurt you? How can I be willing to do it? Your concealment technique is more natural than before, and this is also practiced after I left?"

“...... Yes. "

Mordred stared at Moran, who was close at hand.

I couldn't stop panicking at the bottom of my heart.

At first, she wondered if Moran would return here, and she chose to use her inherent skills to hide here.

The wait was very stressful.

Like this, hiding in the dark and wanting Moran to launch a surprise attack, this kind of rebellion and desire is the first time for her.

"It's my father who is wrong..... After you leave.... I miss you all the time....."

"Mordred..."

"I respond to the Holy Grail's wishes, just to see you again, and..."

Mordred paused.

It's like something stuck in your throat.

However, when I thought of the reluctance and remorse in my heart before my death, the fiery feelings rekindled.

His cheeks became hot.

In retrospect, she thought she would definitely lose control, and she could no longer contain the excitement.

- However, thinking is calm.

Although Mordred also felt that it was not very clear.

Love may be an impulse, both crazy and sensible, and people can't get out of it.

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

Contrary to words, Mordred's voice is very gentle.

Every word flowed into Moran's heart.

At first, I felt hatred, but in the end, I couldn't live up to your expectations. I can't stop thinking about you, I've almost lost myself.

Whenever I think of your most dazzling appearance (king's) appearance, my father, and the future I am moving forward that you have opened up, I feel very happy and want to work hard to protect the future you have created. "

Mordred grabbed Moran's hands by the shoulders.

Gradually, the force beam was increased.

"When I think back to the last time you acknowledged my feelings, I feel that the future is full of meaning. It's just that I still have things I want to accomplish, so I place my hopes on the Holy Grail... I want to be like my mother, to be looked at like that by you, and not to be treated as a daughter by you anymore....."

Mordred's emerald green pupils trembled.

His face was as crimson as burnt iron.

It took a lot of determination to say this, and no war in her life would have allowed her to do so.

Just because of this man in front of him.

She showed a moment of weakness that she had never felt before.

ps: Mo cub is still beautiful when he dresses up seriously, after all, it is the foundation of dull hair and Morgan.