Type-Moon Simulation: Starting with Conquering a Greek Goddess!-Chapter 392: The Restless Crowd

As subjects, both Kayneth and Marie could feel the affection emanating from the king's majesty.

Although it was almost suffocating.

However, it did not feel terrifying.

That emotion was something like shining gold, a longing mixed in the flames, permeating into their souls.

One could easily find themselves kneeling.

It felt as if everything could be entrusted to the king before them.

"...Hmm?"

Moran snapped back to reality in a daze.

As his smile turned into a look of confusion, the pressure Kayneth and Marie felt gradually diminished.

"King, just now you...?"

Marie gasped for breath.

She was like a fish washed ashore, seeking oxygen.

"Sorry, I realized some things, so I got a bit excited. It seems I may have exerted myself a little too much without realizing it."

Moran was also a bit slow to realize.

With the power of the British king's island backing him, combined with his inherent skills. free𝑤ebnovel.com

His top-tier leadership charisma was still at its peak.

One could say that Moran's recent state resembled that of the former Zeus; just a laugh could evoke mystery.

If Moran had murderous intent towards ordinary people.

At this moment, he only needed a thought to drive someone to madness; this is not an exaggeration.

"Are you okay?"

Moran asked Marie with concern.

He hadn't expected the pressure from his aura to be so strong that it directly affected Kayneth and Marie.

"I'm, I'm fine... King... just now, I felt that you were even more intense and radiant than before!"

Marie exclaimed excitedly as she exhaled.

She felt completely enchanted.

The aura just now had no harmful effect on the two of them.

Of course, this was also because she and Kayneth were Moran's subjects; otherwise, it would not have been just this effect.

Moran's kingly aura had become so powerful.

It was enough to cause psychological trauma to enemies.

"Phew..."

Kayneth had just caught his breath.

At this moment, he truly realized what it meant to be the King of the Island, and why the former El-Melloi spoke so seriously about the king.

One must never view the king as merely a human.

The king of Britain is a supreme existence; it is not an exaggeration to regard him as a deity.

"Regarding the matter of Reines, if your El-Melloi family intends to proceed, then let it be according to your thoughts, Kayneth."

"Understood... my lord..."

Kayneth still felt a lingering fear.

His mind was filled with dazzling colors, yearning to offer loyalty and love to the king before him.

Until Moran and Marie left the reception room.

He remained in a daze for a long time.

"Ha ha, there really is a big difference now... facing this kingly majesty... I wonder if she can...?"

Kayneth felt a hesitation in his heart.

It was not that he doubted Moran's existence, but after truly witnessing the pressure of the king.

He was unsure if Reines could face it.

For such a supreme king, ordinary people would likely lose their souls just from a glance, unable to cope at all.

Even for a talented woman like Reines.

Kayneth felt that if she were to face Moran, it would probably be more difficult than any previous challenge.

Through his conversation with Kayneth.

Moran became clearer about himself.

What he did next was not surprising; he was practicing the principle of—since there is love, then love with all one's might.

More direct and passionate than before.

His many wives clearly felt Moran's transformation, but they felt they received even more affection.

For this, no one had any complaints.

The only ones feeling a headache were the slightly grown-up girls, Gray and Marie. After Moran recognized himself, his nature became more straightforward, which increasingly captivated the two girls.

At the same time, he had no restraint with his wives.

Every night, the curious young girls could not help but apply spells to their ears to enhance their hearing.

Every night, Gray and Marie found it hard to sleep.

Hearing the passionate responses, the two girls were almost anxious to the point of their ears turning red.

Sometimes, it wasn't just at night.

Even during the day, similar situations would occur; Lorelei experienced the same troubles as Gray and Marie.

However, she couldn't blame anyone.

It is only natural for a king to favor his concubines.

Ever since Moran mentioned wanting to be a bit more serious that night, he had never acted unworthy of a king.

Lorelei couldn't find any fault.

So, she could only endure her anxiety in frustration.

As time spent with Moran increased, the unclear feelings buried deep in their hearts grew stronger.

The relatively immature Gray and Marie.

One morning, they encountered an embarrassing physiological reaction and could only shamefully erase the evidence.

Using cleaning maegcraft and washing to erase it completely.

That puddle of indescribable liquid made both girls feel as if they had desecrated the king.

It was a fact that they, as young girls, could not avoid their feelings of infatuation, but both felt they were far inferior to the queen.

Seeing a queen like Morgan up close.

Naturally, they would compare themselves.

Marie and Gray both felt they did not have that weight; just being able to stay by Moran's side was already a great fortune.

They did not aspire to receive further love.

At the same time, they were still in a unique awkwardness of youth, wanting their beloved to know, yet not wanting them to know.

Thus, more than a month quietly passed.

"Phew, this is really refreshing..."

Moran said with great satisfaction.

After talking with Kayneth, he treated his wives in a more direct and proactive manner than before.

Although he encountered some trouble at first.

He still found a balance between personal matters and official duties, and based on this, stabilized his life.

On the contrary, on the El-Melloi family's side.

Since the last time Moran met Kayneth, he had not heard back from Kayneth for a month.

"Could it be... I left him with a psychological shadow last time?"

Moran couldn't help but think of this possibility.

After all, his kingly aura was equivalent to mental pressure, and it could indeed leave a psychological shadow.

However, Moran saw that Marie was completely fine.

So he didn't think in that direction.

If he had truly hurt Kayneth by mistake, then Moran would actually feel quite apologetic.

"...Well, I'll investigate it later."

Moran temporarily stopped thinking about this matter.

For more than a month, he had been handling government affairs while also immersing himself in a world of tenderness.

Today, he discovered an important matter that could not be ignored.

The simulator had added a brand new dungeon!