Sakura and Rin were also brought to this place by Moran.
Before everyone arrived at the castle, the artificial beings inside had already been waiting here for a long time.
"Wow! So big! It's a big castle! Teacher Moran! Is this your home!?"
"Well, sort of."
Little Sakura sat on Moran's shoulder.
She looked at the sparkling snow castle, very excited.
Before meeting Moran.
Tokiomi had only taught Rin magecraft knowledge and had never taught magecraft to Sakura. Therefore, compared to the mature Rin, Sakura was more like a child in every aspect.
"Rin, what do you think? The Einzbern castle can't be worse than your Tohsaka family, right?"
Irisviel crossed her arms.
She lightly tossed her snow-white hair, revealing a proud smile.
"Um… um… even though I really don't want to admit it… but the gap is indeed too big… this castle is just too big!"
Rin was very reluctant to admit it.
However, this Einzbern castle, in terms of scale and luxury, far exceeded the Tohsaka residence.
In the present, where Einzbern is subservient to Moran.
It has also become one of Moran's properties.
"Sister, be a little happier! Such a big castle is something you can only see on TV! Hehe, Teacher Moran is really a magus! He can even conjure up such a large castle!"
Sakura's face was beaming with joy.
In the past, whenever she was with her parents.
What she often saw was her parents sighing, and many times she thought she had done something wrong.
Even though Tokiomi and Aoi repeatedly said it wasn't her fault.
Sakura still felt very guilty about it.
She wanted to study hard to get good grades to make her parents happy.
But when she handed over her perfect score report, she still couldn't see a smile on her father's face.
Tokiomi simply replied flatly, "I see."
Sakura could feel that Tokiomi and Aoi loved her, so she always thought she wasn't good enough.
Until today, when Moran visited the Tohsaka residence.
For the first time, Sakura saw a look of relief on her parents' faces, and her father did something he had never done before.
That was to affecately pat her head.
"Sakura, your future problems have finally been resolved. With that, Aoi and I can rest easy. You will step into the supreme path of magecraft, and you will surely achieve things that others cannot even imagine! Such a future must be happy for you…"
"Happy? Is it because of Teacher Moran?"
"Yes, that's right. Because Sakura is the daughter of the Tohsaka family, I believe more than anyone that future Sakura will find happiness. Your mother and I will be proud of that. Sakura, hold your head high and strive to stay close to Master Moran."
When leaving the Tohsaka residence.
Tokiomi personally had a private chat with Sakura.
He realized that in the past, he had been so troubled by various issues that he had inadvertently neglected Sakura's feelings.
Tokiomi said many things to Sakura.
Among them, he also expressed his apologies for the past.
"Sakura, do your best."
Her mother Aoi also had high hopes for her.
In their parents' eyes, there was no longer worry and anxiety, but rather trust and encouragement for their daughter.
At that moment, Sakura couldn't help but shed tears.
For the first time, she felt pure expectations from her parents.
What they gave her was no longer sorrowful worries.
All of this was brought to her by Moran's visit to the Tohsaka family. To Sakura, Moran was a magical magus.
She witnessed the magic called love.
So, from the bottom of her heart, Sakura wanted to follow Moran closely and respond to Tokiomi and Aoi's trust and expectations.
"Sakura, are you cold?"
"With Teacher by my side! I'm not cold at all!"
Sakura's cheeks were flushed.
Like a doll in the snow.
She really liked Moran, who brought her happiness; just being with him made her feel warm.
Moran was like the sun that gave her warmth.
Even in the cold winter snow, she felt no chill.
"Ugh… Father…!"
Mordred saw Sakura acting so spoiled.
She couldn't help but frown slightly and decisively pulled one of Moran's hands into her embrace.
Her arm felt an extraordinary softness.
Moran's heart couldn't help but flutter.
He tried hard not to let his gaze shift to Mordred.
Since coming to this world, she had basically been learning and imitating, even her clothing was particularly avant-garde…
Her ponytail was undone, revealing her cascading golden hair.
A hint of pale skin peeked through her black sheer top, paired with an asymmetrical black skirt that exposed her fair thighs.
Originally, Mordred already had a beauty that surpassed models, and with this rebellious and wild outfit.
She exuded a unique charm.
"Ugh…"
A sense of illusion arose in Moran's heart.
The allure he felt when interacting with Morgan was now experienced in Mordred.
This made his emotions incredibly complex.
He sighed, realizing that Mordred was indeed connected by blood to Morgan, while his mindset was momentarily unable to shift.
His daughter had unknowingly become beautiful and captivating.
Any man would be moved by her.
"Mordred… as a servant, you shouldn't be afraid of the cold, right?"
"Hehe, Father, what are you saying~ I can't understand such things."
Mordred held on tightly.
As if saying she wouldn't let Moran leave again.
In her past life, she only expressed her feelings at the very end.
Ultimately, although she received a response from Moran, she did not obtain proof of that love.
This time, she wouldn't let it slip away.
Changing her outfit was also part of this thought.
Knowing that her appearance was too similar to that of Artoria and her mother Morgan.
So, she chose the most fashionable outfit that matched her rebellious character. The purpose was to distinguish herself.
Mordred wanted Moran to see the real her.
She didn't want to leave any regrets like in her past life.
"Ugh…"
Moran saw that words were of no use.
He knew he couldn't pull away from Mordred.
This girl was rebellious and wouldn't listen to anyone.
Moreover, looking at Mordred dressed up like this, it was strange that Moran couldn't perceive her intentions.
However, thinking back to how she was when facing his death.
A mix of familial love and possessiveness.
In the end, Moran let out a sigh.
Still the same saying, the debts of love are the hardest to repay in this world, and he really couldn't refuse Mordred's current willfulness.