Type-Moon Simulation: Starting with Conquering a Greek Goddess!-Chapter 384: Surprised Marie

"My king. Your views on ancient magecraft and modern magecraft are truly enlightening. Under your leadership, Britain will surely enter the next prosperous era."

Marisbury's voice came from the side.

At this critical moment, this saved Lorelei from her turmoil; she immediately calmed down.

"Marisbury, it's been a long time. It's quite surprising; I thought you wouldn't appear here."

"How could that be? As long as the king needs the Animusphere family, we will naturally spare no effort to assist."

Marisbury replied with a faint smile.

He had only seen Moran three or four days ago and did not think that this period could be considered long.

However, for Moran, it was not just three or four days without seeing each other.

He had accumulated the sensation of a thousand years of Greek simulation into reality, which is why he said so.

"Lorelei, I remember I previously instructed you on the progress of supporting the construction of Chaldea. How is it going?"

"The funding required for the construction of Chaldea is quite substantial. The current parliament is still calculating the specific amount needed. Although it will take some time, we have already begun to provide assistance. If you need to review the financial report on expenditures, I can organize it for you afterward."

"No, that thing gives me a headache just looking at it. It's just a pile of numbers. As long as the investment can be steadily implemented, that's good enough."

Moran vaguely remembered the financial situation of Britain.

Britain was much wealthier than he had thought.

Although the modern magecraft science and the investment from Chaldea were astronomical figures for ordinary people, for the entire nation of Britain, bearing such expenses was not particularly difficult.

Britain had never lacked wealth and resources.

What they lacked was innovation, a new generation of mysteries that could surpass the current era. Only by not being surpassed by humanity could Britain continue to maintain its strength.

After all, Britain was in a cold war competition with humanity.

Humanity's own foundation was unstable and might have to face threats from the Ancestors and Beasts.

They had no spare capacity to confront Britain.

There were still many challenges ahead.

In this vortex, Britain had to find a way to stand firm and not be affected by the enemies of humanity.

"With the king's support, it alleviates the headache I've had for a long time. This gratitude is beyond words for the Animusphere family.

In the future, the Chaldea Security Organization, will surely realize its value for Britain. I will never let you down."

Marisbury said very solemnly.

At the same time, he shifted his gaze to another person beside him.

"..."

Moran couldn't help but fall silent for a few seconds.

The platinum long hair and snow-white skin, along with her polite and cultured demeanor.

However, there was a hint of awkward tension in her.

He certainly recognized this young girl.

"This is my little daughter, Olga Marie Asmleit Animusphere."

"Your Majesty, greetings."

Olga Marie bowed to Moran.

Her amber-like beautiful eyes were misty, and her blushing face was quite adorable.

"..."

Moran felt as if a fishbone was stuck in his throat.

Clearly, he had only mentioned her in passing last time.

This time, Marisbury had truly brought his daughter before him, and it was in front of so many people.

It was indeed quite surprising.

In the past, Moran had only known Olga Marie through intelligence reports and had never met her directly.

Now, facing her directly, he found that she was just as he had imagined, undoubtedly a delicate and fragile girl.

Although she appeared very strong on the surface.

But the tension and anxiety hidden behind that strength were her true self.

She was trying her best to do well in every aspect.

Hoping to gain the recognition of others.

"...Olga Marie, may I call you Marie?"

After a moment of silence, Moran replied.

It turned out he couldn't refuse such a girl.

From her eager and respectful gaze, he knew that she saw him as a source of light.

It was a bit cruel for a girl who had endured the cold winter all this time to just watch the flames of warmth fade away.

Moran, being a king with great love in his heart, naturally did not want to see his devoted subjects suffer such torment.

Those who worked hard were all lovely in his eyes.

Olga Marie was no exception.

"Eh?! Of course! If Your Majesty wishes to call me that, it would be wonderful!"

Marie seemed a bit flustered.

Moran addressing her as Marie, rather than using a more formal title, clearly indicated a desire for closeness.

Marie was a name only used by her family and close friends.

"Hehe, Marie, there's no need to be so nervous and restrained. I'm not a strict person; in terms of personality, I'm actually quite easygoing. I only show this side of myself in such occasions."

"Your Majesty... you're not like this in private?"

"Of course, how tiring would that be? I only started maintaining this demeanor after recently ascending to the throne."

Moran shrugged helplessly.

It was rare for him to vent his frustrations to Marie.

Maintaining the kingly demeanor was indeed impressive.

But it was also very exhausting.

Every action would draw attention, and every gaze was filled with respect and admiration.

It was like this wherever he went.

Anyone would find it mentally draining.

"However, let's keep this as a secret between you and me. Normally, it wouldn't be appropriate for a king to vent his frustrations to his subjects.

I say all this just to let you know, Marie, that I'm not much different from you. I'm not that noble."

Moran used magecraft to isolate the sound.

Only Marie could hear the above conversation; this little trick was nothing to him.

"I... I understand, Your Majesty!"

Marie's emotions were quite excited.

But she still tried to suppress her restlessness, her little heart racing uncontrollably.

The word "secret" held a deadly allure for the girl.

She knew something that many others did not.

Just this alone was enough to make her feel enchanted, believing she had received special care from the king.