Having experienced over a thousand years of time.
Now is the moment closest to the Animusphere family's long-cherished wish.
Once this opportunity is lost, who knows how many more centuries it will take for future generations to encounter this chance again.
"Hehe, you really don't hold back at all."
"The Britain led by the king is the only way for my Animusphere family to realize our long-cherished wish. Therefore, I need not hide anything from you; Animusphere has already offered you everything."
Marisbury was incredibly candid.
So candid that it hardly resembled what a magus should be.
To have the courage to entrust the entire family , it must be said that he indeed possesses strength as a monarch.
Facing a subordinate who pledges loyalty to this extent.
Marisbury wants to package and gift the family's future, while Moran only needs to have Marie become a student or a retainer.
Whether for Britain or for Moran himself.
This is entirely a win-win deal.
"Since you have shown such sincerity, it would be too ungrateful of me to refuse. Hmm, it's not good to keep Marie waiting too long; if her anxious appearance is seen by others, it might lower my reputation."
Moran and Marisbury walked back into the classroom.
Almost exactly as Moran had imagined.
Just from talking with Marisbury for a while, Marie was already restless like a panicked little animal.
That eager look was quite amusing.
"Marie. I don't want our relationship to be built purely on political ties. Rather than so-called mutual interests, I value personal will more."
Moran pondered for a moment before speaking.
This step was not in Marisbury's expectations; he thought Moran would directly agree.
As for Marie's own thoughts?
Marisbury hadn't considered that at all.
Presumably, even if Marie was unwilling, he would treat this as a political negotiation and enforce it firmly. Like the twelve monarch families, what they needed least was the free will of their family's children.
"Father... did you agree to his request for me to enter the palace...?"
"Hmm, I agreed. That's why I'm asking you . Marie, I hope you make this decision out of your own will.
Do not consider the family, do not consider your father, just ask your own heart. Then, give me your answer.
No matter what your answer is, I can guarantee that no one will blame you for your choice.
In this, I swear by the name of Britain."
Moran never liked to build emotions on transactions.
If it were to make Marie his student or retainer, he would likely treat her like Rin and Sakura.
So, it was necessary to ask.
This was a matter of principle for Moran.
Throughout his life, Moran has rarely treated issues with women purely from a perspective of interests.
He treats every woman with sincerity.
Even though he has reached a divine realm in magical prowess, it does not mean he is as cold and unfeeling as a magus.
"Ha... I want to follow you! This is not based on my father's arrangements, nor is it based on the family's long-cherished wish... I, Olga Marie Asmleit Animusphere, sincerely wish to follow and serve you!"
Marie took a deep breath and said seriously.
However, after she passionately finished speaking, her little face suddenly turned bright red.
In a moment of heat, she blurted out these words.
What should I do, what should I do, Olga Marie... The king is so gentle and considerate... It completely makes it impossible to stay calm...
My heart is beating so fast... It feels like I'm going to suffocate... No... I must be suffocating already, right!?
Thoughts like these surged in her heart.
Marie couldn't suppress them.
"...Hehe, since we've reached this point, I can't not respond. Marie. From now on, stay by my side."
Moran's smile was quite helpless.
At the same time, he placed his hand on Marie's head, gently stroking her.
A wave of emotion flowed into Marie's heart.
In the end, Marie could see that Moran was considering her, granting her the right to choose freely.
Born into the Animusphere family, Marie.
It can be said that she was born to live for the family, and no matter how she thought about it, she could only agree with Moran's option.
Moran couldn't possibly not know this.
Yet, he still decided to give Marie the right to choose.
Marie was also certain. If she really didn't want to enter the palace, Moran would indeed follow her thoughts and reject Marisbury's proposal, even taking the initiative to ensure her safety.
Grateful for such a king who thinks of her.
Thankful for such a loving king.
Whether as a subject or as a young girl, Marie believed that Moran was a man worth devoting her life to follow.
"Your Majesty... why do you value me so much?"
Then, Marie and Moran strolled into the courtyard of the Modern magecraft Department.
Taking advantage of their solitude, she asked the question.
"If I had to give a reason... I can see your fragility and delicateness, Marie. Hmm, your current bravado as well. In terms of being stubborn, you and I are quite similar... However, to talk about the most critical point... I find a strong and easy-to-understand Marie very cute. Just like..."
Moran pondered as he answered.
He looked at this young noble girl beside him, and a playful smile appeared on his otherwise serious face.
"Hmm, just like a little fool."
"Fool!? Wuwuwu... Your Majesty... do you think I'm a fool too...?"
At this moment, Marie was on the verge of tears.
Not only did her only beloved family teacher call her a little fool, but now even Moran referred to her as such.
That disappointed expression appeared on her face.
"There's no need to think too much... Those who achieve great things are often some brave fools. Isn't that a good way to think? It's quite cute. I didn't mean to belittle you."
In the courtyard, Marie's complaints echoed.
Her title of little fool Marie would not disappear just like that; even in the future, it would always be remembered by Moran.
Of course, there was no derogatory meaning in it.