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"Are you sure it's okay?"
Artoria was half-coaxed, half-pushed by Asher towards Morgan Le Fay's room, a hint of hesitation on her face.
"It'll definitely be fine. Your Imperial Sister likes you the most. It's better for you to go test the waters than for me to," Asher comforted her while pushing Artoria towards the door.
Originally, Asher planned to go and ask about the situation himself, but recalling Morgan Le Fay's cold attitude towards him just now, he suddenly felt that Lily would probably be more suitable than him.
And even if Morgan was in the worst mood, she wouldn't hurt her sister, right?
But he wasn't so sureā¦ There had been instances before where Morgan would retaliate against him when she was in a bad mood.
Artoria could only nod, "Alright, if it's for your sake and Imperial Sister's, then I'll go test it out."
After this period of "training" by Morgan Le Fay, Artoria believed she had gained a certain understanding of human nature; at least she now knew how to pay attention to those around her.
She walked to Morgan Le Fay's door and knocked, "Imperial Sister, may I come in?"
Asher moved to the side, afraid of being noticed by Morgan.
"Come in," a lazy voice came from inside.
Artoria walked into the room.
Asher waited at the door for a while. He had nothing to do, but he dared not leave easily, afraid that something might suddenly happen inside.
He thought for a moment, looked left and right, and after confirming no one was around, he pressed his ear against the door, attempting to hear what the two inside were talking about.
"Why did you suddenly come looking for me?" Morgan Le Fay's voice.
"I felt Imperial Sister seemed to be in a bad mood this morning, so I came to check on her."
Upon hearing Artoria's reply, Asher nodded inwardly.
Indeed, Lily had improved a lot compared to before. If it had been in the past, she probably would have bluntly said, "Asher told me to come," but now she knew how to cover for him. It seems her method of observing others during this time was quite useful.
"Is that soā¦" A thoughtful sound came from Morgan Le Fay's side. "Don't worry, I'm fine. I'm just thinking about some things."
"Is there anything I can help Imperial Sister with?" Artoria asked.
Morgan Le Fay seemed to say something, but her voice was very low, and Asher couldn't hear it at all. He could only press his ear completely against the door.
However, he still couldn't make out what was said.
"Arthur, what are you doing here?" At that moment, a voice suddenly came from behind him without warning.
Asher's heart skipped a beat. He turned to look, then slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
A man in armor, with purple hair, looking quite handsome.
Lancelot.
Why did Lancelot walk without making a sound? That's a bit too scary.
Asher muttered inwardly.
But actually, it wasn't that Lancelot walked silently; it was just that Asher's attention had been entirely focused on the door, and he hadn't noticed any footsteps around him.
"Oh, it's Sir Lancelotā¦ I just dropped something and was looking for it," Asher said, walking to a nearby window with his hands behind his back, then turned to ask, "Do you need something?"
Although still confused by Asher's previous actions, Lancelot did not press further. He walked over to Asher's side and said respectfully, "Arthur, I heard Princess Guinevere is staying here voluntarily?"
"Yes." Asher nodded subtly. "Do you think I would imprison Princess Guinevere?"
"I wouldn't dare," Lancelot bowed slightly. "However, King Leodegrance sent an envoy who wishes to deliver a message to Princess Guinevere, so he wishes to see her again now."
Asher pondered for a moment, then nodded, "She should be touring the palace with a lady-in-waiting now. Later, I'll have an attendant take her to meet the envoy. Please have him wait in the hall for a moment first."
Even without thinking, King Leodegrance was probably just uneasy about his daughter Guinevere, which was why he sent an envoy.
"Yes," Lancelot said. "Also, King Leodegrance entrusted the envoy with a message. He has something he wants to ask you."
"What is it?" Asher asked.
"Is what was said in front of the ballroom true? Are you really planning to build a port and open up trade with various countries?" Lancelot said, "These are King Leodegrance's exact words."
Asher was slightly startled, then he remembered this matter.
Speaking of which, it was indeed mentioned before, but that was also because Sir Ector suddenly brought up the "Queen" matter, and he hastily diverted others' attention. However, he did indeed have this plan later.
However, how to make ships sail on the sea in this era is still a matter worth considering.
But without accidents, there should be a way; after all, this is an era with magic, and some black technology can always be created.
If ships can be built to open up trade routes, not only Britain but also the living environment in the Land of Shadows would be better.
"Arthur?" Seeing Asher lost in thought, Lancelot remained quiet until after a while he tried to call out.
"Ah, yesā¦ that's true," Asher said. "Once the foreign tribes are driven out, we can begin building the port and developing trade cooperation with coastal countries. If all goes well, it will also make our country more prosperous. Relying solely on our own development would be too slow."
A hint of admiration appeared in Lancelot's eyes, "Arthur truly has foresight."
Asher shook his head, not explaining that these were all things he had read in history books before. No one would believe him if he said such things.
"You may go first. I will have someone invite Princess Guinevere to the hall to meet the envoy in a moment," Asher's words basically concluded the conversation.
After Lancelot withdrew, Asher looked out the window, lost in thought.
He wondered if Sister Morgan might have any ideas about ships.
After all, her Shishou of magic was very high, and she often liked to tinker with various strange things alone. Perhaps she would have a way.
Speaking of which, why has Lily been in there for so long without coming out?
Thinking this, Asher's heart suddenly jolted. Although he thought it unlikely, could it be that Sister Morgan, overcome by her wild instincts, "ate" Lily?
After all, that woman had always been a sister complex, and it was truly possible for her.
Thinking of this, Asher immediately became restless. He quickly walked to the door, intending to listen to the movements inside the room again.
Strangeā¦ why was there not even a sound?
Asher murmured to himself.
No matter what, it shouldn't be this quietā¦
Should he open the door and peek?
Asher turned to look at the closed door.
After all, he was the one who asked Lily to go in and find Morgan. If something happened, his conscience wouldn't be at easeā¦ Even if Morgan wouldn't harm Lily, she might do something else.
Asher's hand rested on the doorknob. After hesitating for a while, he couldn't resist and was about to open the door.
However, before he could open it, the door opened on its own.
"Lily, how is it?" Asher whispered, secretly glancing at the woman in the room.
Morgan Le Fay clearly noticed Asher's gaze. She raised her eyes, looked at Asher for a few moments, then indifferently shifted her gaze away.
Artoria didn't say anything, but just walked behind Asher, and before he could react, pushed him into the room, then closed the door.
Asher: "???"
Did this Ahoge-chan become a two-faced traitor?
Looking at Sister Morgan now, she clearly doesn't intend to chat with me. Isn't this just asking for trouble?!
Asher was about to open the door and leave, but just as he raised his hand, Morgan's cold voice came from behind him:
"Just arrived and already want to leave? Are you that afraid of me?"
As she finished speaking, her tone sounded cold, but also carried a hint of sadness.
Upon hearing such a tone, Asher felt a certain string in his heart being plucked. He stiffly turned around to face Morgan Le Fay:
"I just felt that Sister Morgan didn't want to see me right now, so I planned to leave first."
"Do you think I don't want to see you?" Morgan Le Fay sighed helplessly.
"It's just that your Shishou is here, so I'm trying to keep my distance from you."
"Having a Shishou makes you forget your lover. You're indeed a philanderer," her voice carried a hint of resentment.
Today, Asher's eyes were practically fixed on Scathach when he saw her, even when she walked next to him he didn't notice. This was why Morgan Le Fay later felt displeased and responded coldly to Asher.
Fortunately, Asher still knew to worry about Morgan Le Fay's situation, otherwise, she would have caused a small scene.
After all, after so much effort to keep Asher in Britain, if he were taken away by Scathach in just one night, that would be too much of a defeat.
"What loverā¦ You've always been half a Shishou to me," Asher's voice noticeably lacked conviction as he finished speaking.
"Half a Shishou?" Morgan Le Fay looked up, scrutinizing Asher for a few moments, "Have you forgotten those dreams from before?"
Before, almost every few days, Asher would have a very strange dream, where Morgan Le Fay did some H things for Asher. And it was later confirmed that those dreams were all Morgan Le Fay's doing.
Asher immediately fell silent, not knowing how to answer.
How could he forget those things? Even now, he could still recall every detail, and Morgan's cool fingersā¦
Morgan Le Fay looked deeply at the seemingly embarrassed young man, a smile curling at the corner of her lips,
"Oh, so that's it~ You also have those thoughts about your Shishou, which is why you call me half a Shishou? I see, I see~"
As she finished speaking, she looked as if she had suddenly understood,
"So you've always seen me that way? I can't believe it, you're even more perverted than I imagined."
Under Morgan Le Fay's continuous offensive, Asher's face grew hotter and hotter. He frantically turned and walked towards the door,
"If you're alright, then I'll be going now."
Watching the obviously discomfited young man, Morgan inadvertently showed a hint of a smile.
He really is as susceptible to teasing as ever.
However, this trick is quite useful. Although it's not good to use his emotions like this.
Just showing such a cold attitude in the morning, Asher immediately came to her out of concern. Facts proved that Asher still had a place for her in his heart, but this position was probably shaken by what Scathach did yesterday.
So now it needs to strengthen the impression.
Morgan Le Fay sat with her legs crossed, swinging her tender white toes, and looked at Asher, who was loudly proclaiming his intention to leave but remained still. The smile on her face grew even wider.
Is he really still worried about me?
Oh, right, rightā¦ According to what that child Uathach said earlier, shouldn't she use what happened between him and Scathach last night to threaten him now, and then watch him reluctantly comply out of fear of the truth being exposed, with tears of humiliation in his eyesā¦
It sounds quite fun.
But it would probably drastically lower her favorability.
Morgan looked at Asher's back, was silent for a moment, then continued:
"Don't worry, I'm fine. I'm just a little upset because of what happened last night."
Asher, who was about to leave, suddenly stiffened, "What happened last night?"
Could it be that everything that happened between me and Shishou yesterday was discovered by Sister Morgan?
That shouldn't be the caseā¦ If she was hiding in the room at that time, how could Shishou not have noticed?
But if what happened yesterday was really seen by Morganā¦
When this possibility occurred to him, Asher suddenly felt a headache.
Morgan clearly saw the troubled look on Asher's face, and the smile on her face grew even wider.
Although she didn't intend to reveal it, it didn't stop her from teasing Asher.
"Last night, huhā¦" Morgan Le Fay tapped her finger lightly on her lips, tilting her head with a thoughtful expression. "What happened last night really made me sad. Would you like to sit down and let me tell you properly?"
At this point, even if he left now, Asher would feel restless. He could only turn around and return to the head of the bed, then watched Morgan pat the spot beside her bed, and he went and sat down.
"Ahā¦ my shoulders are so sore," Morgan stretched languidly, exuding a graceful and charming aura, like an elegant cat.
As she finished speaking, her body tilted to the left, her smooth, fair shoulders faintly visible, deeply drawing Asher's gaze.
Asher also understood Morgan's meaning. He reached out and placed his hands on her shoulders, gently kneading them.
"Mmm~"
Morgan narrowed her eyes, "That feels so good~"
Her voice sounded very alluring, causing Asher's mind to wander and his gaze to become somewhat unfocused.
"Sister Morgan, what exactly happened last night that you were talking about?" Asher forced himself to suppress his surging thoughts, lowering his eyes slightly. After kneading for a while, he finally couldn't help but speak.
"Don't rush, just massage me for a bit longer," Morgan Le Fay said, then closed her eyes. She truly looked like she was enjoying it, and after speaking, she ignored Asher and simply closed her eyes, indulging in the moment.
Seeing this, Asher could only silently continue to massage Morgan's shoulders, his fingers occasionally touching her smooth, fair skin, making his heart beat uncontrollably faster.
After a good while longer, Morgan finally let out a soft sigh of pleasure and looked back at the young man behind her,
"That's enough. You must be tired after massaging for so long."
Asher nodded, released his hands, and at that moment saw Morgan's speechless gaze.
"What's wrong?" Asher asked.
"At this time, you should say it's my honor to massage Sister Morgan, and how could I feel tired! That kind of answer is what pleases a woman. Others tell you to stop and you stop, you're still too young after all. If you were to do it with a girl laterā¦" Morgan Le Fay shook her head, "Forget it, turn around. I'll reward you."
Asher hesitated for a moment, "About last nightā¦"
"Turn around first," Morgan said, enunciating each word.
Asher could only turn around. Morgan Le Fay's hands pressed onto Asher's shoulders, and soon Asher felt a wave of soreness.
"How does it feel? Is it comfortable?"
"It's alright, pretty comfortable," Asher said.
"Just 'alright'?" Morgan's movements on his shoulders paused. "Perhaps I should use my chest to massage you instead?"
Asher: "ā¦"
"Oh my, oh my, this isn't like you, to hesitate for so long?" Morgan pressed herself against Asher's back, tilted her head to look at Asher's increasingly embarrassed expression, and whispered into his ear with a sweet voice.
"Dream on. You're not my lover. If you were my lover, you could do anything you want to Big Sister, anything at allā¦"
"Sister Morgan, can you please stop playing around?" Asher sighed from the bottom of his heart.
If she continued like this, Asher really wouldn't be able to control himself. This goddess understood men's weaknesses too well, or rather, she understood Asher too well. After all, those four years weren't spent in vain. If she hadn't wanted to nurture Asher for two more years before making her move, she could probably call Scathach "Mom" by now.
"Alright, alright, since you're so eager to know what happened to me last night, I'll tell you." Morgan Le Fay also knew that teasing should be done in moderation, and casually began:
"Last night, I went to interrogate the foreign tribesmen, so when I came back, I felt a bit aggressive, and my mood naturally worsenedā¦ Even though my mood never used to worsen when interrogating prisoners before, I feel like I'm regressing. That makes me very sad."
So the "bad mood" she spoke of was about this?
Upon hearing Morgan's words, Asher secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
He had thought Morgan had seen what happened between him and Shishou in the room.
But why did it still feel like something was off?
Asher looked back at Morgan, who had a smile on her face. For some reason, he always felt that Morgan already knew something but just wasn't saying it.
"Oh? What are you trying to do by getting so close? A kiss?" Seeing Asher turn to look at her, Morgan deliberately leaned her face closer, her lips also approaching a bit. Her thin, delicate lips had a bright luster, exceptionally alluring.
Asher hastily turned his head back, "Nothing! I think if you don't want to interrogate prisoners, you can just let others handle it later. You're a princess to begin with, there's absolutely no need for you to personally handle such matters."
Morgan gazed at Asher for a moment, then averted her gaze, "Let's wait until this interrogation is over first. At least I have to eradicate all those traitors before I can comfortably be a princess, right?"
As she finished speaking, a terrifying killing intent emanated from Morgan Le Fay, which even Asher could feel.
"Noā¦" Although she had just exuded coldness, in the next second, Morgan returned to her usual easy going self.
"I'm not going to be a princess."
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