The world in the moon begins with becoming Morgan’s husband!

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Mordred looked at the surprise in front of him and fell into complete madness.

"Wow——! What is all this!"

"What's that big, glowing board hanging in the air?! And what's that one that throws a round object and when you press it again, liquid will fall out!"

"Hey——! This, that... what are these!"

Ian was not surprised at all that Mordred reacted like a country man who had just entered the city.

After all, things like monitors, vending machines, etc. are all very strange to her who has not been infused with "modernity" by the Holy Grail.

And to be honest——

Ian really can't get enough of this cute babble.

"Don't worry."

He touched her head and said softly.

"Sit down and I will explain to you whatever you want to know."

"Okay, okay!"

Mordred took Ian's hand very happily.

She didn't care about other people's eyes at all - or rather, there was no need to care at all.

Because this is both his father and his master.

In terms of emotion and reason, any amount of intimacy is very reasonable, right?

Contrary to the warm and intimate appearance of the two of them, Matthew sat on the other side of the table with a heavy heart.

Ian noticed this.

But before he could say anything more, Mordred started to pull up his clothes.

"Master!"

"So what is that blue board?!"

"Well... you can think of it as something like a sign."

"Billboard?"

"Yes." Ian nodded, "In this area, most of the information will be displayed on it, such as who should go to get food, or pretend to drink, etc., it will be displayed on it."

As someone with memories of two different eras, Ian fully understands the differences that exist between ancient Britain and modern Chaldea.

So he would try his best to explain it to Mordred using words that would not cause ambiguity but were accurate enough.

"Is that so..."

Mordred showed an expression of sudden realization, and then suddenly realized something.

"Eh--!"

"In that case, this is the place to eat!"

"Well, you're right."

Ian pushed the menu towards Mordred.

"You can give it a try if you want anything."

"Oh! Then I'll give it a try!"

Mordred studied the items on the menu seriously.

Ian took this moment to glance at Matthew.

She was lowering her head, her expression looked very depressed, and from time to time she would look at the things beside her that she had prepared personally, and then she became more and more depressed.

If mood had a color, Mashu would probably be black at this moment.

"It's ready~"

Mordred's voice pulled Ian back.

"What should we do next?!"

"To the sister standing in front of me."

"oh oh!"

ten minutes later.

Ian looked at a table of French fries (including but not limited to all imaginable flavors) and felt his scalp tingling.

"Mordred, do you like French fries?"

"Why order so many?!"

"I...I don't know either!"

Mordred looked at the dazzling array of French fries with a look of despair.

"I just felt that its name seemed familiar, so I ordered a copy of each one!"

"..."

Ian felt a little helpless at this reason.

"never mind."

"Since everything is ordered, let's eat quickly."

"this and that……"

Mordred gestured with her fingers, her eyes wandering from side to side.

"Master, is it okay if I don't eat?"

"what?"

Ian looked at Mordred with a puzzled expression.

"why do not you eat?"

"Because..." Mordred turned into beady eyes.

"This is a potato. If you really eat it, you will be sick for a whole day!"

Just when Ian was about to ask why, he suddenly understood when he saw Mordred's cheeks that were somewhat similar to Artoria's.

[Gawain’s mashed potatoes. 】

Because of Artoria's encouragement, he probably always thought that his mashed potatoes were very good, and then he made it to his sister Mordred.

Eventually, she came to the realization that "just eating potatoes will make you sick for a day."

This is really dumbfounding.

but--

Looking at the French fries on the table, Ian didn't know what to do with them for a moment.

At the same time, Matthew on the side listened to the conversation between the two, and then looked at the dazzling array of French fries on the table and the worried Ian.

Those beautiful violet eyes showed a thoughtful look.

She suddenly figured out something.

Then, a seemingly unrelated question appeared in front of the three people and the "cat".

"Senior Ian, you...should still need me and my help, right?"

"..."

Although he didn't understand why Matthew suddenly asked such a question, but thinking of her behavior just now, Ian answered directly without hesitation:

"Matthew, isn't this natural?"

"..."

Mordred looked at his father.

He didn't reject her directly.

Mashu's eyes dilated slightly, and then showed an expression as if he had walked through the dark night for a long time and then encountered the light.

Yes.

Ian may indeed have another person in his heart as Mordred said.

but--

This doesn't mean that I have no qualifications to like him, right?

This is the first time I have encountered him like this.

I don’t want to give up!

Although the girl is timid, she will never be a coward at a critical moment.

"That--"

"Senior, I like French fries very much, so let me destroy them!!"

With that said, Matthew actually picked up a bag of French fries that was served due to Mordred's mistake, and started chewing it.

That kind of energy is like tasting hope.

"..."