Type-Moon Simulation: Starting with Conquering a Greek Goddess!-Chapter 360: What’s Wrong With That?

"..."

Lorelei saw this scene.

She couldn't help but be surprised by it.

It was her first time seeing Moran teaching his disciples.

She originally thought Moran didn't have the talent to be a teacher, but now it seems she was clearly wrong.

Indeed, many magi arm themselves to the teeth.

Especially the higher their position, the more this is the case.

Magi can not only sell bodily fluids on the black market, but there are also many who sell corpses. It can be said that magi themselves can actually be regarded as a category of magical materials.

Most magi have no morals.

In their eyes, if necessary, they would have no psychological burden to turn their own kind into Mystic Codes.

Excellent magi are treasures from head to toe.

Heart, spine, eyeballs, blood, nerves—these are the most valuable parts of a magi's body.

Although the corpses of magi will leave behind great resentment.

However, this can be resolved through necromancy.

After most magi hunt down their own kind, they basically entrust other magi to use necromancy to dispel the resentment left behind by the corpses, and then use the corpses for magical research or to create Mystic Codes.

In the magical world, this is already a common occurrence.

They also have a complete business model.

The Department of Policies, which Lorelei manages, often monitors these black markets, but they do not stop them.

Because the Clock Tower itself is the biggest merchant.

Many magecraft are listed to provide services to people.

Represented by Kairi Sisigou's necromancy, the corpses processed by him leave behind no resentment at all.

Magi from all over the world praise it.

There are many such things in the magical world.

Now, more than being surprised by Moran's teaching ability, what Lorelei cares about more is his change.

"King, you've changed a lot."

"You mean this? Because of some personal reasons, I plan to change my appearance a bit. After all, I said last night that I would be a little more serious. Lorelei, do you have anything to say?"

Moran smiled gently at Lorelei.

The unintentional display of majesty inevitably shook Lorelei's mind.

"...No."

Lorelei's expression seemed calm.

In fact, her heart was stirred up quite a bit.

Just the difference of one night, and he doesn't look like the casual and frivolous rogue from last night at all. The Moran who appears before her now undoubtedly has the demeanor of a king.

Although, she had vaguely glimpsed a little before.

But Lorelei dismissed it as a delusion.

Now seeing Moran's dazzling kingly appearance, she remembered Moran saying last night that he would be a little more serious.

Who would have thought that this little more serious.

Would actually go to this extent.

"King, your current appearance is the embodiment of the glory of our Great Britain... I hope you can continue to maintain it."

"That depends on my mood."

Moran said with a pleasant smile.

Although his appearance has the demeanor of a king, his behavior is still full of casualness and freedom.

Lorelei is now angry.

However, compared to the previous appearance without even the majesty of a king, she thinks this is much better.

"Don't be angry. I told you, if you always have that face, you won't be able to marry in the future."

Moran accepted it with an unprecedented calm attitude.

His gaze also focused on Lorelei.

"King, you don't need to worry about my marriage. I, Barthomeloi, have the most excellent and noble bloodline, so there are no such concerns."

Lorelei couldn't ignore him.

That gaze was like a blazing fire hot enough to melt solid ice, making her feel a little impetuous.

Whenever she looks directly at Moran's appearance.

She would subconsciously believe in this king, believing that no one is more suitable for the word "king" than him.

In fact, from the first glance she saw this morning.

What Lorelei thought of was the great First King, but she thought this idea was too absurd.

The First King was the greatest king of Britain.

The Barthomeloi of all generations have always held this idea.

"Hehe, excellent and noble..."

Moran repeated like a parrot.

Looking thoughtful.

He didn't continue to embarrass Lorelei, but regarding her views on marriage, one can imagine what they would be like.

Probably, it's also the most traditional magi's way of doing things.

Everything is based on the nobility of blood.

Without any romantic sparks between people, just like Igraine and Uther Pendragon once were.

Only the almost inhuman rationality of magi.

This is really a pity.

Soon, everyone took their seats at the dining table to prepare for the meal.

Moran, as the king, was seated at the head of the table.

As everyone was about to start eating, Moran noticed an action in Lorelei that couldn't be ignored.

Lorelei put her hands together as if praying.

Like a shrine maiden offering love to the gods in front of a shrine.

—It couldn't help but evoke such associations.

For a magus, this was too devout.

Her pure soul, untainted by dust...

Presumably, the god who is offered this love and faith will be extremely pleased to bestow love upon her.

"...Oh? I remember you're not a member of the Anglican Church, are you?"

Moran asked with great curiosity.

Barthomeloi, located at the top of the Clock Tower, has such devout faith, which can't help but make people curious.

"Indeed not... King, are you even going to inquire about my faith? Does this help you handle government affairs? If possible, please allow me to decline to answer."

"What kind of person do you think I am? As a king, I want to care for my subordinates and understand the secretary by my side. What's wrong with that?"

Moran directly used his identity as king to speak.

This left Lorelei speechless.

She was silent for a moment, with no way to deal with Moran.

In the end, she could only sigh helplessly.

"The Barthomeloi have followed in the footsteps of the king for generations. From the moment we decided to offer our souls fifteen hundred years ago, we have been the most loyal servants and followers of the King of Britain."

"The King of Britain? Every generation?"

"The Barthomeloi offer loyalty to every king, and this will not waver in any way. However, returning to the question of faith that you want to know...

What we Barthomeloi believe in is only the First King who unified the dynasty, the one who first signed a blood pact with our clan and created the great achievements of the Age of Gods."