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"Didn't my disciple come with you?" Scathach asked Artoria, who walked towards her.
"I don't know, he should still be behind, almost here," Artoria replied in a flat tone. "It took several calls to wake him up this morning; he seems to have slept too late last night." Scathach's expression stiffened slightly, then she nodded gently. "Is that so?" "Then let's not worry about him for now. Let's start training."
"Mhm." Artoria tightened her grip on her weapon, her eyes complex as she looked at the woman standing opposite her. If Scathach found out that Royal Sister had secretly "eaten" Ash twice, they would probably fight, wouldn't they? Although Scathach should know the truth, Morgan was still her Royal Sister, so she couldn't tell her...
As Artoria thought this, she took a step forward, thrusting her spear towards Scathach.
"What should I do?" This was the fifth time Asher had heard Morgan sigh like this. She had always been an omnipotent goddess, but now she was so troubled and distressed by her sister's affairs. Asher could only lament that Morgan was indeed a true "sister-con."
Morgan Le Fay was indeed very troubled now. She wanted both Asher and her sister, and she had prepared a plan a long time ago. She could implement that plan once Lily grew up in a few years. However, she couldn't resist "stealing a taste" because of the deliciousness of the "food," and it resulted in the awkward situation of being discovered by her sister. Is this the consequence of stealing? Morgan shook her head and sighed.
But there was nothing she could do about it; who asked this fish to keep swimming in front of her eyes? It was Asher's fault for being eaten by her. She had to think of a way before going to the training grounds... Morgan thought to herself, looking at Asher.
As if thinking of something, Morgan suddenly patted Asher's shoulder. "Sister wants a small favor from you."
"Small favor?" Asher's eyes immediately became wary. A "small favor" from the Goddess of Death might not really be a small favor...
"It's really just a small favor," Morgan stopped, pressing her hands on Asher's shoulders. With a "wall-slam," she pressed Asher against the wall behind him, staring intently into his eyes.
"Sister Morgan... just tell me what it is directly. If I can help, I will." Asher tried to struggle but gave up. Morgan's hands pressed very hard. Even if he broke free, she would probably have other ways to restrict his movements.
"When you see Lily, just tell her you coerced me, alright?" Morgan said.
"I refuse." Asher glanced at Morgan. "That's very unfair to me."
Last night, he had said several times that he wanted to sleep, but Morgan completely ignored him, even going so far as to tie Asher's hands when she could no longer tolerate it. In that context, the one being coerced should clearly be the other way around.
"You're right about that." Morgan sighed helplessly, releasing her tight grip on Asher's shoulders. "Let's go to the training grounds first."
Last night's continuous drizzle had completely stopped today, but the sky was still gloomy. When the two arrived at the training grounds, Artoria seemed to have just finished her first training session, sitting on the ground wiping sweat from her forehead. Noticing someone entering the training grounds, she turned to look, then immediately averted her gaze, as if sulking.
"This is troublesome," Morgan shook her head helplessly and walked towards Artoria.
It seems Sister Morgan is really having a headache this time?
Just as Asher thought this, a familiar fragrance wafted into his nostrils. He withdrew his gaze and looked back at the newcomer. Scathach was wearing a very refreshing outfit: a white T-shirt and white hot pants. Her long hair fluttered lightly in the wind, strands occasionally brushing her fair thighs. Her perfect figure made it impossible to look away.
"Good morning, Shishou." Asher's gaze lingered on those fair thighs for a moment before immediately moving away. To be honest, Asher felt a little uneasy now.
Shishou had said last night that she knew exactly what she was doing, but that could also have been said under the influence of the potion.
Scathach glanced at the conversing sisters, then turned to Asher, catching his recent gaze. A playful smile flashed in her eyes as she spoke: "Did you sleep well last night?"
She was naturally referring to what happened last night.
"Pretty well," Asher finally felt relieved upon hearing this. It seemed that what Shishou said last night was true. She indeed remembered what happened last night, and she didn't seem to mind at all.
"It looks like you didn't get enough sleep? Or was it excessive magic consumption?" Scathach playfully examined Asher. This was a secret known only to her and her disciple. Even if there were others nearby, she didn't need to worry about them understanding anything.
However, after Scathach spoke, Morgan and Lily, who were chatting, suddenly fell silent, both looking at Scathach. Scathach was startled for a moment.
Did I say something wrong?
"By the way, Shishou, can I reduce my training volume today?" Asher secretly glanced at the Morgan sisters nearby, and quickly changed the subject. Among those present, only Asher, the person involved, knew exactly what happened.
Morgan, Artoria, and Scathach only knew part of the truth. If Scathach knew that her beloved disciple had been "nibbled" a few more times by Morgan after she left, she probably wouldn't be smiling so easily right now.
"You can, after all, this is the first time you've voluntarily asked to reduce your training volume, and overworking yourself would be counterproductive if it harms your body," Scathach nodded slightly, agreeing to Asher's request.
"Lily, are you still going to train?" Asher turned to Artoria and asked.
"Wait a bit longer, I just finished training." Despite not wanting to talk to Asher, Artoria finally answered him.
"Are you still going to the beach today? If so, I'll go with you," Asher continued. Artoria had been running to the beach almost every day for the past two days, catching all sorts of fish. Asher didn't know how many fish she had killed these two days, but he guessed the number was definitely not small.
"No, I'm not going. You'd get tired of fish soup every day too, wouldn't you?" Artoria's tone was flat.
It's a good thing Lily knows that too much fish soup gets tiresome...
Asher mumbled inwardly, then smiled and said, "A little, but I can also definitely feel your progress these past two days. It would be great if I could eat other food you make in the future."
"Depends on my mood." As Artoria said this, an undeniable joy appeared in her eyes.
"Is the fish soup delicious?" she continued to ask. Asher naturally wouldn't miss the opportunity to reconcile, as Lily was willing to talk to him.
He immediately nodded, "The improvement is very obvious. My Shishou also said you have good talent in cooking." As he spoke, he glanced at Scathach.
Scathach nodded gently. "As a beginner, the fish soup tastes really good."
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