Type-Moon Simulation: Starting with Conquering a Greek Goddess!

"Moran Edelfelt, which of my points do you object to? If you don't agree, you can say it."

"You said that bloodline and talent are unchangeable realities. I don't think so. What I think is that innate factors cannot determine everything. As long as a person lives in this world, they can make up for the shortcomings of innate factors through acquired means."

Moran's gaze was so direct that it could pierce through people.

The courage and confidence contained in his words were so powerful that those around him couldn't even think of mocking him.

His aura was so strong that people couldn't help but pay attention to him.

After twenty-six years of experience in the Greek simulation, Moran had undergone tremendous changes compared to before.

"Moran…!"

Waver was so moved that he trembled all over.

When everyone was laughing at him, someone actually extended a helping hand to him in such a predicament.

At the same time, he felt a little surprised.

The impression Moran had given him in the past was that he was more of a slacker, but now his aura was unbelievably vibrant.

It was as if he had completely changed.

"Hmph, wishful thinking. A person's acquired means are ultimately limited. To do what you said is even more difficult than ascending to heaven. I remember that you are just a son of a branch family of the Edelfelt. Although the main family has considerable strength, you, as a collateral branch, lack talent and ability."

Kayneth remembered the information of all the students in the classroom.

He believed that he understood Moran's background very well.

However, this was only limited to Moran at the time of enrollment.

"Heh, what if I can prove it?"

Moran still didn't show a trace of timidity.

Even his tone was quite calm.

"Alas, how pathetic. I didn't expect that there would be more than one student in my class who firmly believes in this kind of delusion. If I don't correct it from the root, it will also damage my reputation as a lecturer…"

Kayneth thought Moran was just talking nonsense.

He subconsciously classified Moran and Waver into the same level.

His sharp remarks were not malicious.

As a magus professor of the aristocratic faction, he simply informed the students of what was impossible based on realistic theories.

Kayneth, as a genius, believed in his own understanding.

At the same time, he knew the cruelty of the magus world.

If he didn't give these two students enough lessons, they would probably have difficulty surviving in the magus world in the future.

Although there was an element of preserving the reputation of the El-Melloi classroom and teaching the young punks a lesson.

But it didn't hinder his ultimate goal.

Kayneth's fundamental starting point was still for the good of the students.

"In that case, alright then.

As a teacher, I'm not so cruel as to not give students a chance to prove themselves. Moran, I will give you and Waver a chance to prove yourselves, so that you can understand what reality is and what is unrealistic delusion!"

Kayneth's gaze was as sharp and piercing as a blade.

Like a punisher delivering judgment.

The others in the classroom could hear the pressure in his words, and most people didn't even dare to breathe much.

Who would have thought that Moran would be so bold.

He actually openly challenged the Lord.

This wasn't just stupid, it was crazy!

Kayneth was also the Lord of El-Melloi, and it was completely incomprehensible to provoke him like this in class.

In this tense atmosphere.

Everyone watched Moran casually sit back in his seat.

No one even dared to laugh.

No one wanted to be affected by the conflict at this time.

"Moran, you debated with Professor Kayneth with such confidence, you must have some killer strategy!"

Waver's face was full of tension and worry.

He didn't expect things to get so big.

Kayneth had actually said that he would correct and teach them a lesson, which was definitely not something ordinary students could bear.

Waver had bet all his savings to study at the Clock Tower.

If he was kicked out of the Clock Tower like this.

Then he would really have to live by begging on the streets.

"Strategy? No?

I never thought about that kind of thing from the beginning."

Moran put his hands behind his head and leaned back in his chair.

Looking like a heartless person without any awareness.

Moran had learned a lot of magic from Medea, and he thought modern magic was very superficial.

The theory of bloodlines was even more unacknowledged.

If Medea were to help, she could easily find a bunch of ways for ordinary people to succeed through acquired means.

Even if it was just using modern materials.

She would still have the ability to do it.

"Ah!? You provoked Professor Kayneth without even thinking about it? It's over, it's over! I won't really be kicked out of the Clock Tower now, will I! Sob sob sob…"

Waver could already imagine his desolate future of wandering.

He couldn't come up with any countermeasures at all.

His rebuttal of the theory of bloodlines just now was completely out of enthusiasm, and he didn't have any evidence or cases at all.

"Don't worry, when water comes, use earth to block it; when soldiers come, use generals to resist. The bridge will straighten itself when it reaches the boat. I'm looking forward to how Professor Kayneth will teach us a lesson~"

Moran was completely in a happy-go-lucky mood.

Completely different from Waver's panic.

His rebuttal of Kayneth just now was not just on a whim, but had a deeper reason behind it.

Bloodline, when Kayneth mentioned this.

Moran first thought of Medusa.

Is there really no way for people to resist the unfair fate brought about by innate factors?

No, it will never be like this.

Even the demonic nature based on bloodline can be suppressed.

Moran doesn't admit that innate factors determine everything.

Even if he has a simulator, it's just opening a door for him.

It is Moran himself who really completes the road.

His twenty-six years in the simulator were all spent with blood and sweat, and the three fixed skills he now possesses were also obtained through acquired efforts, and they are by no means something that can be obtained easily.

Even without the simulator, as long as the desire to protect sprouts.

Presumably, he will also strive for decades in pursuit of happiness, just like in the simulation.

A person's fate is not solely determined by innate factors, just as life always finds a way out of despair.

Just like when he became a hero and saved Medusa.

To admit that would be to deny the very basis of him becoming a hero.

That's why Moran had to intervene in the debate between Kayneth and Waver.

He couldn't ignore the discussion about nature versus nurture.

After the heated confrontation between Moran and Kayneth, the El-Melloi classroom could hardly maintain its original atmosphere.

Many people's thoughts were led astray.

Some people thought Moran was just a delusional madman.

Some thought Moran was trying to pass off a dog's tail as a wolf's.

Others thought Moran might really have a trump card up his sleeve.

Click!

A sound incongruous with a place of magic.

It was the sound of a camera from modern technology.

"Moran… he actually dared to confront Professor Kayneth like that… amazing! Really amazing…!"

A female student in the back row.

She secretly took a picture of Moran with a camera hanging around her neck.

Hearing the words that innate factors don't determine everything, Camus couldn't help but feel a tremor in her heart.

She also belonged to those with inferior bloodlines.

In her eyes, Moran was exceptionally dazzling.