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"Um... Sister Morgan?" In the dimly lit room, Asher watched Morgan Le Fay, who had intended to open the handcuffs but then suddenly stopped. He felt an inexplicable bad premonition. Morgan Le Fay didn't speak, glancing at Artoria, who was still unconscious nearby.
She had knocked her sister out, so she knew exactly how long it would take Artoria to wake up. Scathach didn't know where this room was, so it would take some time for her to find it. In other words... no one here could stop her now...
"Sister Morgan?" Asher called out again.
Morgan immediately snapped back to reality, her gaze towards Asher seemingly radiating a soft glow. "I'll unlock it for you right now." She said, half-crouching, her fingers touching Asher's chest, her slender index finger slowly moving downwards.
"Sister Morgan, can you please stop playing around!" Under Morgan's cold touch, Asher, who was already somewhat inflamed by Artoria's actions, shivered and instinctively took a step back. He wanted the handcuffs unlocked, not his pants!
"Since you're here, my Shishou should know, right?" Asher then asked.
"Mm, if nothing goes wrong, she should be right behind me, right?" Morgan thought for a moment. "But don't worry, it won't be that quick for her to find this place."
"After all, this is a very hidden location. Even with the strongest detection abilities, it's impossible to find it that quickly." "Besides, even if that woman sees us, it doesn't matter. Don't be afraid of her. Sister will protect you."
You're not afraid, but I am... Asher felt that if he didn't stop Morgan now, if Shishou really came later, she would definitely skewer them both like shish kebab with her spear. Morgan turned and walked to the table, casually tossing the key onto it, then slowly walked towards Asher.
"Um... let's go back first, Sister Morgan? What do you think?" Asher felt that if he didn't stop Morgan now, he wouldn't have another chance. He wasn't a saint; it was impossible for him to remain indifferent after facing both Lily and Morgan. If this hadn't happened tonight or today, Asher wouldn't care what Morgan did; in fact, he wouldn't object. But the problem was, if Scathach really came later...
"I don't think so." Morgan pressed Asher's shoulders, gently pushing down. As Asher felt his vision still spinning, he felt Morgan's weight press down on him. But she didn't make any further moves; she just sat on Asher, looking complicatedly at the young man lying on the ground: "I suddenly feel that it's not quite right."
Asher's heart filled with joy.
"So"
"So, we should first have the Fae Knights at the door guard properly, and also set up a barrier to prevent that woman from coming in quickly," Morgan said. "I don't want to be interrupted halfway."
Asher: "..."
Morgan touched her lips with her index finger, contemplating her thought, then glanced at Artoria, who was still unconscious. She quickly shook her head.
"Sigh, never mind. I'll send Lily back first." Even if Lily didn't find out that Ash had been "nibbled" on a few more times afterwards, she would still feel strange. Eating Ash in front of Scathach would actually excite her quite a bit, but if the person unconscious next to her was her sister, she wouldn't be excited.
Instead, she would feel guilty. She was also a death goddess with a bottom line! It was already shameful enough to secretly eat an underage person. If she also ate him in front of Lily, that would be unacceptable. So she should tie him up and eat him in another room tonight!
Morgan thought of this and was about to get up from Asher when, at that moment, an urgent voice suddenly came from the doorway.
"Arthur!" A pink-haired girl stood at the doorway, slightly panting. She must have exhausted too much stamina from her hurried journey. Upon seeing the scene in the room, her eyes widened slightly, seemingly unable to believe what she was seeing.
Morgan turned to look at the girl standing at the doorway: "Sir Milo? How did you get here?"
"I just heard the guards say you were looking for King Arthur, so I followed them, and then I saw King Arthur's footprints on the way, so I followed the footprints here," Milo said, looking at Morgan. "What are you two doing...?"
"Arthur accidentally fell just now. I was just about to help him up." Morgan's eyes didn't even blink when she lied. Her ample bottom was still sitting on Asher, and her hands were perfectly pressed on Asher's shoulders, making it look like she was about to kiss him. "You go back first. Leave this to me," Morgan said after pulling Asher up from the ground. Milo hesitated, then looked at Asher again.
"I'm fine. Do I look injured anywhere?" Asher said with a smile. "You go about your business first, Sir Milo." Milo heard this, but still looked at Asher uneasily a couple more times. Finally, under Morgan's threatening gaze, she nodded: "If anything happens, you can always come find me, Arthur." Asher nodded, watching Milo leave the room.
"How strange... how did she find this place?" Morgan got up and took the key, still muttering to herself as she unlocked Asher's handcuffs.
"Didn't she say she came by following footprints?" Feeling the previously restricted magic re-filling his body, Asher felt like he could fight ten people right now.
"The footprints would have been washed away by the rain. The only place where footprints could remain is the walkway at the entrance of the training ground," Morgan shook her head. "But if you can determine your direction based only on footprints in the walkway, how terrifying would that judgment ability be?" Morgan remained skeptical. She believed Milo's words were a lie, and how Milo found this place was still suspicious.
"Sister Morgan, what about Lily now?" Asher's voice brought Morgan back to reality. Morgan's gaze returned to Artoria, who was lying nearby. "You take her back to her room first, and then observe her changes. If nothing unexpected happens, this personality should last for a while."
"You already knew Lily's personality changed?!" Asher asked, somewhat surprised.
"Just by smelling the scent in the air, you'd know," Morgan said. She walked to Artoria, bent down, placing one hand under her bent knees and the other under her shoulder blade, gently lifting Artoria horizontally.
"A bewitching incense that can activate the desires deep within one's heart. She probably handcuffed you because of the bewitching incense bottle you broke."
"After all, with Lily's original personality, she wouldn't do something like this no matter what." In a way, Artoria was also the reserved type, burying her emotions in her heart and not easily showing them. If it weren't for that bewitching incense, Asher probably wouldn't know her true feelings even now. After all, Artoria in her normal state wouldn't say straightforward things like "I want to do you" to Asher's face.
"Desires deep within the heart?" Asher repeated. "Then why didn't I do anything to Lily?"
"I guess it's your instincts resisting," Morgan said.
"So that means I'm really a good man" Asher's heart swelled with joy.
"It's simply because you're so bland that even the bewitching incense couldn't activate the desires in your heart. It doesn't mean you don't have desires," Morgan interrupted Asher. "In short, you just want to do it but don't dare to; in other words, you're super reserved."
Asher: "..."
Although he wanted to say something, he couldn't find a reason to refute it.
"Hand," Morgan suddenly said. Asher instinctively held out his hand, and Morgan placed Artoria into his arms. Asher soon felt his fingers touch the soft body through a thin layer of fabric, and a faint, orchid-like scent wafted into his nostrils. Asher instinctively held the girl tighter in his arms.
"Hold her tight, now," Morgan reminded him calmly. Asher looked down at Artoria in his arms. The girl still seemed to be unconscious, like a sleeping beauty, with a serene sleeping face, golden hair gently resting on her forehead, and a lock of smooth hair naturally hanging down his arm.
"Why me?" Asher looked up at Morgan.
"I wish I could do it myself," Morgan said with a smile, shaking her head. "Just quietly carry her back to her room." This task wasn't something he particularly resisted, so Asher said nothing more and carried Artoria out of the room. As he left, he looked around again, saying somewhat strangely, "Odd, didn't Shishou come over?"
"Why do you care about her? Are you worried she'll be in danger?" Morgan said, inadvertently glancing behind the door. "Besides, she's already here."
"My Shishou is here?!" Asher followed Morgan Le Fay's gaze. Scathach was standing silently behind the door, he had no idea when she got there.
"Shishou, when were you here?!" Asher was startled. He hadn't detected any movement from Scathach when she entered the room.
"Since a certain shameless woman was planning to make a move in front of her sister," Scathach said, scrutinizing Asher. "You performed quite well. Although you showed signs of temptation several times during the process, you managed to resist it successfully."
Though he was still secretly glancing at the woman opposite him from time to time until just now. But there was nothing he could do. Anyone would be tempted seeing such a beauty dressed in such alluring clothes.
Listening to Scathach's words, Asher secretly broke into a cold sweat. If he had really succumbed to temptation and done something with Morgan in the room just now, wouldn't it have been entirely witnessed by Shishou? Thinking about it, it was quite stimulating...? (Bah), quite dangerous.
"Let's go. Staying in a room like this isn't good for your health," Scathach said, taking the lead and leaving the room. The bewitching incense hadn't fully dissipated in the room yet. Staying in such an enclosed space, even she would be affected. Asher heard this, nodded gently, glanced back at Morgan, who was tidying up the room, and carried Artoria out of the room.
The rain was still falling outside, raindrops hitting the ground, creating countless ripples. Scathach silently followed behind Asher, her hair gently fluttering in the wind, which carried traces of rain. Her expression was somewhat complex, as if she was thinking of something, and her steps were much heavier than usual.
"Shishou, are you troubled about something?" Asher turned to look at Scathach.
"Have you already noticed?" Scathach smiled. "Your reactions are much quicker than before."
"Because I can feel Shishou's gaze." Asher slowed down and walked beside Scathach. "Are you thinking about something?" For some reason, he felt that Scathach seemed a bit troubled.
"I was thinking, if I hadn't let you out back then, would you still be naturally growing up in the Land of Shadows now?" Scathach said softly.
"Probably," Asher said. "But I'm quite glad."
"Because you met Morgan and Lily?" Scathach glanced at the girl in Asher's arms, reaching out to gently wipe the raindrops from Artoria's face. "She's indeed a good child."
"It's not just that," Asher shook his head. "Didn't it also prove our feelings? If I were in the Land of Shadows, Shishou would probably still see me as a child, right?" Scathach glanced at Asher and shook her head. "You're still a child now."
"You didn't say that the other night..." Asher muttered. He still remembered Scathach saying things like "So you've already grown into a mature adult" that night... And now he's a child again. Hmph, women.
Seeing Asher's displeased expression, Scathach couldn't help but chuckle. It seems... it seems she really did say that back then. Thinking about it, it was true. If her disciple hadn't left the Land of Shadows, she would probably still be struggling with how to handle her relationship with her disciple. Lily also deserves a lot of credit. Scathach looked at Artoria with soft eyes. Unconsciously, they arrived in front of the palace.
Scathach stopped in front of the courtyard. "You send her back to her room first. I'll rest here for a bit."
"Yes" Asher drew out the word. Clearly, being called "a child" by Scathach had made Asher a little unhappy.
"You're impossible." Scathach naturally sensed Asher's bad mood. She smiled and shook her head, taking two steps forward. She brushed aside a stray lock of hair, leaned in, and kissed Asher on the cheek.
"Shishou?!" Asher was startled, but he didn't recoil.
"I spoke carelessly just now. You're slowly growing into
an adult. Consider this my compensation to you," Scathach said with a smile.
"Why does it feel like I'm being coaxed back to my room?" Asher muttered to himself, glancing at Scathach. His gaze involuntarily lingered on her elastic pink lips for a long time.
"What's wrong?" Scathach tilted her head. Her reddish-purple dress gently fluttered in the wind, faintly revealing her fair thighs. Asher averted his gaze and quickly shook his head. "Nothing, I'll send Lily back to her room first!" Scathach silently watched Asher disappear from sight and chuckled softly. He's still so easily embarrassed, even after doing that.
He still needs more training in this area... Scathach withdrew her gaze, looking up at the gloomy, rainy sky.
This rain was actually quite pleasant. Scathach muttered to herself.
A scream echoed through the sky. A huge griffon burst through the rain curtain and swooped down. Scathach's pupils contracted as she stared at the griffon flying towards her. And the purple-haired girl riding on the griffon.
Uathach.
"Mama!" Uathach leaped down from the griffon, her hair fluttering in the wind. For some reason, a gust of wind suddenly blew, and for some reason, countless green leaves seemed to dance. Uathach, with a beaming smile, embraced her mother. "I came to find you and Ash. I missed you both so much."
Scathach's expression stiffened slightly. Looking at the bright smile on the girl's face, for the first time in her life, she felt a pang of guilt for some reason. As if to cover up this guilt, she gently patted Uathach's back, stroking Uathach's beautiful long hair. At this moment, Scathach noticed a gaze seemingly directed at her from the side. She turned her head. Morgan Le Fay was standing at the end of the corridor.
She raised her finger, forming a gun shape, and pointed it at Scathach, her mouth slightly open, but she didn't speak, only revealing a gloating smile. Scathach still understood what her mouth was trying to say.
"It's your turn." After Lily found out about that matter, it had given Morgan Le Fay a headache for quite some time. Even now, thinking about it still made her head ache. So now, how will you handle the mother-daughter relationship?
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