"Uh, hahaha, how could that be… If I said… I had this idea after sensing the local base and ley lines, would you believe me, Irisviel?"
"Hmph, because it's you, Moran, I believe it!"
Moran replied with an awkward smile.
Irisviel still pouted her little face.
However, she was only a little dissatisfied and ultimately accepted Moran's explanation.
Irisviel trusts Moran immensely.
She believes that Moran's intention that night when they made plans in the dorm was simply to take her out to have fun.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have been so happy and relaxed while playing with Moran on the street.
On the other side, Tokiomi was still in shock.
He couldn't believe that Moran actually invited him to observe the summoning ritual.
For every magus, performing a magical ritual is a process of revealing their essence.
A magecraft like the Heroic Spirit summoning.
If a magus were to learn it, they would definitely keep it tightly guarded, never letting outsiders know they possess such magecraft.
"Can you really let me observe?"
"It's just summoning magecraft, nothing to worry about. I'm merely invoking the imprint of the past Great Holy Grail base."
"I am deeply honored and grateful!"
Tokiomi bowed respectfully.
He didn't expect Moran to be so generous.
In fact, given the other party's status as a Third Magic user, there was no need for such formalities with someone like him.
Even if he were to forcibly requisition the ley lines, he probably wouldn't even think of protesting.
"Tokiomi, you are too humble. From a bloodline perspective, you are still my elder."
"Please, don't joke with me."
Tokiomi shook his head with a wry smile.
In the world of magi, elders are always respected.
This elder refers to the mysterious.
In the face of a Third Magic user, even the old men of the Clock Tower must lower their status.
"If there's anything you need for your ritual, I, Tokiomi Tohsaka, will do my utmost to assist. Even if it's just a small effort, just let me know."
Tokiomi Tohsaka sincerely offered his assistance.
From the beginning, he had presented himself as the head of the family.
Now, he had lowered himself to a very humble position without a hint of hesitation.
As an heir of a noble bloodline, he believes he understands better than anyone what it means to be "above others."
Expressing respect for noble things is Tokiomi's principle.
Moreover, he has a request.
He must treat the other party as a guest of honor.
"…Moran, I have an unreasonable request."
"Oh? Let's hear it."
"I have two exceptionally talented daughters, both of whom possess outstanding magical talent.
Could you please help me communicate with the Edelfelt family? I know that being able to observe the Heroic Spirit summoning is already a favor you have granted, but regarding the future of my two beloved daughters, this is also what I am most concerned about at the moment."
Tokiomi spoke simply and understandably.
The Tohsaka family has two equally excellent heirs, and any magus family would be troubled by this.
He is well aware of how much grace he has received.
However, this issue must also be resolved.
The Edelfelt family has always been Tokiomi's last choice; he knows this process will undoubtedly be filled with difficulties.
Although they share the same bloodline.
Due to past disputes among their ancestors, he cannot be sure that adopting a daughter will go smoothly.
If he has Moran as an intermediary, it would undoubtedly be the most ideal situation for Tokiomi.
"Wow? Is that so…"
Moran revealed a meaningful smile.
When mentioning the Tohsaka family, one cannot help but talk about Rin Tohsaka and Sakura Tohsaka.
To be honest, it would be impossible for him not to be curious.
If he personally came to the Tohsaka family and didn't meet these two girls, wouldn't Moran's trip to Fuyuki be in vain?
However, he cannot show that he is too eager.
With Irisviel beside him.
Having been through the battlefield multiple times, he knows well the consequences of spilling the vinegar jar.
"Tokiomi, you're asking for quite a lot. Granting you the opportunity to observe the Heroic Spirit summoning was already a favor. Now, you want me to act as an intermediary to resolve your family inheritance issues?"
Moran narrowed his eyes.
His gaze was sharp as a sword.
The intensity emanating from his eyes was intimidating, as if he could easily pierce through one's soul.
"Yes, I am aware of this. However, compared to the continuation and inheritance of my family, my will as Tokiomi Tohsaka is not important."
Tokiomi did not avert his gaze from Moran.
His eyes were steadfast, showing no signs of wavering.
Not only does he have the responsibility of family heritage, but he also has a father's desire for the happiness of his two daughters.
As the legitimate son of the family, Tokiomi has always been educated to be a good head of the family, and the dignity cultivated in him since childhood does not allow him to dream of a different life.
But as the former head of the Tohsaka family, who was both a master and a father.
He once offered him a choice.
Now, Tokiomi deeply hopes that he can pass on the treasures his father once bestowed upon him to his two daughters.
"I see, you carry not only the responsibility of the family head but also a father's love for his daughters? From a magus's perspective, don't you think this emotion is a bit excessive?"
Although Moran's words seemed sharp.
There was not a hint of contempt within them.
"Yes, I am very aware. Perhaps this is also a proof of my own foolishness. However, I have never regretted it; I have always been proud of my choices."
Tokiomi remains committed to making the best choice.
He is doing just that.
If he can allow his daughters to inherit from different magical families, while he only loses a bit of dignity.
The only one who gets hurt would be himself.
For him, nothing could be more worthwhile than this.
"Hehe, Tokiomi Tohsaka, I don't dislike your choice. I can fulfill your wish. However, I also have my own demands; I wonder if you are prepared to accept them?"
"May I ask, what is the request? As long as it is something I can accomplish, I will certainly do my utmost!"
Tokiomi instinctively swallowed.
He did not expect things to go so smoothly, to actually hear the word "agree" from Moran's mouth.
At this moment, he was ready for a deal.
Tokiomi was even prepared for sacrifices, but he never guessed that Moran would make this request—
"Tokiomi, let your daughter become my disciple."