"Mordred, didn't you want to practice swordsmanship with Moran? Yesterday was my fault, so today, why don't you spar with Moran first? My melee abilities are not as impressive as my magecraft, and who knows, I might learn something from it."
Iris is not as jealous as she was yesterday.
On the contrary, she shows a gentle smile.
Her expression and tone carry friendly emotions.
There is not a trace of hostility in her amiable attitude, demonstrating a capacity to absorb all forms of attack.
"Um… Oh, oh… If you say so, then I'll do as you suggest… If you want to study alchemy, I know a thing or two about it, so I can discuss it with you."
Mordred is a bit surprised.
She finds Iris's transformation incredible, being able to control herself so gracefully.
It reminds her of the past Arthur and Morgan.
As a woman, she sees Iris as a formidable opponent, but deep down, she no longer harbors any hostility.
For Iris to reach this point.
It shows how important Moran is to her; she can suppress her emotions for the sake of this love.
"Ah, that's great! We can learn swordsmanship and alchemy at the same time; it's truly killing two birds with one stone."
Iris claps her hands joyfully.
Her smile is radiant.
When she is praised for her beauty by Moran, the joy and happiness in her heart mix with shyness, creating a wave of emotions.
She feels enchanted by his passionate gaze.
Everything she does feels meaningful.
Indeed, even with any jealousy in her heart, she feels that as long as she can receive this love, she will be satisfied.
Perhaps it is this change in mindset.
Like transitioning from a girl to a married woman, it has caused her demeanor to change so much.
Mordred cannot be like Iris.
She is who she is, without needing to change.
"The two sisters who were arguing yesterday… have made up today… The matters of adults… are truly amazing…"
Sakura innocently remarks.
In the eyes of a child, she only sees yesterday's battlefield as stemming from the discord between Iris and Mordred.
In fact, she thinks there is nothing wrong with that.
However, because of the two women's conflict, in the end, Moran took her and Rin deep into the forest.
They spent half a day together.
Learning the basics of magical control.
Rin completely surrendered to Moran's abilities as a teacher, often stealing glances at him during this process.
In her gaze, there is no longer any hostility.
Unlike Sakura, who openly expresses her admiration, Rin buries this admiration deep in her heart.
As for Sakura, she doesn't think too much about it.
Although the discord between the two sisters is somewhat concerning, in the end, she still went out of the castle to play with Moran for half a day.
She feels very happy about it.
One could say that Sakura and Rin were the winners of yesterday.
"Um, what a terrifying woman…"
Rin looks at Iris, who is smiling gently.
She feels that the other party is not simple.
In just one night, she managed to resolve yesterday's estrangement issue, closing the distance with Moran even more quickly than before.
Her determination to act for love is very strong.
If this continues, Rin feels a sense of crisis, a fear that her teacher might be taken away.
When she comes to her senses regarding her thoughts.
She feels shy and embarrassed.
"Why am I so worried about her taking my teacher away for no reason…?"
Rin tries to shake off this thought.
But it is of no use.
When thoughts arise in her mind, no matter how hard she tries to forget, it is difficult to erase them.
"Father, we shouldn't delay any longer; let's start today's lesson! I'm really looking forward to it!"
Mordred's expression is as sincere as a child's.
Ever since Moran left Britain.
She has not found anyone qualified to teach her, and now she has come to Moran as a heroic spirit.
Mordred has many things she wants to do with Moran.
Like the lessons of the past.
These are all part of her mental itinerary.
"You two are getting along so naturally; it makes me feel uneasy—are you really not plotting against me together?"
Moran is very aware of women's jealousy.
He is prepared for the worst.
However, the changes are so rapid that it feels overwhelmingly off.
Mordred doesn't need to worry.
Through last night's conversation, she confirmed that she has a reflective attitude, but Iris has indeed surprised Moran too much.
"Ha ha, could it be that you still like it when Iris and I compete for your affection? Ah, you really are a sinful man."
Iris says as she links her arm with Moran's.
In an instant, it closes the distance between them.
Through the thin black veil of her dress, he can clearly feel her fair skin, and the swaying silver hair brings a faint fragrance.
"Actually, I don't want to make things too difficult for you. I know you're a fickle man. I can't deny your past with Mordred, nor do I expect to monopolize you, but I hope to occupy a place in your heart…"
Iris's face turns crimson as she speaks.
She reveals her true feelings.
This scene reminds Moran of the past when Medea said something similar.
The love in her heart outweighs jealousy and hatred.
Iris's understanding truly strikes at Moran's heart. Perhaps this is because her gaze in this world is focused solely on Moran.
Thus, she only wants to make Moran feel happy.
"Iris…"
Moran's heart trembles slightly.
The woman exudes a maternal-like tolerance, and her dedication to this love is so pure that it is difficult to look at directly.
How could there be such a wonderful woman in the world?
One cannot help but ask this question in their heart.
The sense of unreality that lingered in the heart dissipated, realizing that one could be loved so deeply by Irisviel.
Moran felt joy from the bottom of his heart.
Therefore, he would not betray her words.
It is also because there are women like Irisviel by his side that he treats each beloved with utmost sincerity.
A sense of urgency spread in his heart.
Moreover, seeing her so charming and delicate, Moran wanted to respond to Irisviel's profound love.