Type-Moon Simulation: Starting with Conquering a Greek Goddess!-Chapter 304: Never to be Defiled

"I was like this when I was young, and even after a thousand years, I am still the same. It is the same now.

I have been a hero and revered as a great king by the world.

But no matter how beautifully I speak, my initial motives were anger and hatred... I do not like this side of myself."

Moran said self-deprecatingly.

[In front of a girl as pure and innocent as Snow White, you feel that the emotions that make up yourself are too tainted.]

[These are emotions that cannot match her.]

[You believe that everything you have done is not wrong and that this anger and hatred are necessary existences.]

[You acknowledge your dark side.]

[Of course, you do not deny your glorious side.]

[At this point, you are no longer the old fool who would shamelessly gild your actions.]

[You never think of yourself as a good or evil person; more often, you feel that you are very close to being a mortal in this regard.]

[And in front of the pure Persephone, it is even more so.]

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[Your self-awareness is magnified.]

"—So, I must continue to fight, right?"

Coming back to her senses, she heard the moving words.

The girl had stopped crying at some point.

She cupped Moran's face with her hands and looked at him.

"I haven't suffered the kind of pain you have, Moran, nor have I experienced such parting... My mother has always protected me well, not letting me be tainted. But I think, a Moran who can talk to me like this is really cool."

Although Persephone was sheltered by Demeter and knew little of the world, she still had her own judgments and thoughts.

Her beautiful eyes were as clear as at the beginning.

Not mixed with a trace of shadow.

She had the great maternal love of her mother, Demeter, and conveyed a gentle healing presence in her demeanor.

"However, I also have no right to comment.

Since my birth, I have been protected and filled with love by my mother; I am a boring and naive woman.

I am not like a goddess, nor as powerful as my mother..."

There was a hint of sadness in Persephone's tone.

[She has learned a lot from the story you told; innocence does not mean foolishness.]

[After all, she is the offspring of the Machine God.]

[With this as her origin, Persephone's wisdom and thinking ability are certainly not lacking.]

[She has a clear self-awareness.]

[The only difference from the Twelve Machine Gods is that her system does not have the original command of the chaotic source.]

[Therefore, Persephone is very free.]

[She has no contradictions within herself.]

"Persephone..."

Seeing the sorrowful Persephone, Moran instinctively wanted to refute.

Persephone showed a proud expression:

"But that's fine! I am different from my mother; I am the offspring's body. It doesn't matter if I'm not a goddess; I can also be a bad girl!"

"You... become a bad girl...?"

"Just like the arrogant vampire you mentioned, punching enemies that I don't like, ooh la la~! Just swinging wildly!"

Persephone threw punches into the air.

Like an amateur trying to show off boxing skills to a champion.

Her mischievous actions were completely mismatched, lacking any power, causing Moran to laugh out loud.

"Hahahahaha, indeed, Persephone is Persephone."

Moran's gaze was gentle.

He could tell that Persephone was talking about Brunestud, and her innocent self wanted to take this arrogant person as her goal.

To be honest, he couldn't imagine it at all.

The girl's goal was to become the arrogant one who stands alone, but she completely lacked the qualifications.

No matter what happened, she would never be tainted; she was an existence that absolutely could not be defiled.

"Really, Moran, are you underestimating me? I can also transform into a delinquent girl!"

Persephone puffed up her cheeks and said angrily.

But she still had no lethality.

Like a soft little lamb getting angry at someone, no matter what, it would only make people feel cute.

Even if she became a villain, it would probably just make people laugh.

It was not impossible for her to be adorably deadly.

"Yes, yes, my goddess, I understand."

"Um, um... listen to me!"

Persephone got up and chased after him.

Moran walked along the road, responding to the girl in a very perfunctory manner.

[A man who believes the girl cannot be defiled, and a clumsy and naive girl trying to prove herself.]

[Perhaps, this piece of paper has been stained with color.]

[But that may not necessarily be filthy.]

[At first, you came with the idea of winning over the harvest goddess, and you also had the thought of using Persephone.]

[After all, if you could win the support of a Machine God by leveraging emotions, it would be a great deal.]

[You had no reason not to do this, or rather, you were prepared to be cold-hearted from the beginning.]

[But in the end, you still did not anticipate.]

[This girl named Persephone is purer and whiter than anyone you know.]

[Now, you understand better than anyone.]

[Why the harvest goddess Demeter wants to protect her so much, why she is willing to hide her from the world.]

[Persephone embodies all the understanding of goodness that people have.]

[She is a beautiful existence made entirely of goodness.]

[Having even the slightest thought of defiling her would make one feel guilty.]

[—Feeling ashamed of your initial thoughts.]

[You have such feelings in your heart.]

[You do not want your anger and hatred to taint her.]

[This pure goodness represents all that is beautiful; you cannot even use this as a bargaining chip.]

[You believe that only a cold-blooded beast could do that.]

[At least, you believe you cannot.]

"Ha... forget it...

In the end, I still cannot hold such thoughts while staying by Persephone's side. That would be... too much for her..."

Moran shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Perhaps others would see him making this choice and say he was indecisive and not resolute enough.

But he had the most fundamental principle.

The purity of Persephone was what he wanted to protect.

Even without Demeter, the pillar Machine God, it was fine; there were still four pillar Machine Gods as a backup.

It was just that he would have to work harder afterward.

"It's time to leave."

[You plan to leave here.]

[Since you have given up on winning over the harvest goddess, there is no reason to stay here.]

[You believe that the self who had the thought of using Persephone is not shameless enough to linger here without leaving.]

[—However, just as you are about to leave,]

[You see the harvest goddess, Demeter.]