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"What was its purpose?" Asher stared into Guinevere's eyes. "It wasn't interested in me at all. It was only after you, but it didn't seem like it wanted to kill you... What exactly did it want?" Guinevere hesitated, a trace of melancholy in her gentle smile. "It wanted my body."
Asher nodded slightly. "Oh." Then, a few seconds later, he suddenly widened his eyes and became alert: "Huh?!" Wanted Guinevere's body... why does that sound so lewd?
"A male?" Asher asked.
"Female" Guinevere suddenly clapped her hand over her mouth, feeling a suffocating sensation in her chest. She turned her back, supporting herself on the headboard with both hands, gasping for breath. Her already alluring body, with its uncontrollable soft moans, couldn't help but make one's blood run hot.
Asher wanted to step forward to check on her, but Morgan immediately raised a hand to stop him. "It's nothing, just the effect of the geis. Just let her calm down." When the effect of a geis is activated, one cannot casually touch the person. It's not that it would cause a chain reaction, but it might incur karma, and she didn't want Asher to take that risk. It wasn't until several minutes later that sweat beaded on Guinevere's forehead, her platinum-blonde hair sticking to her exquisite, fair face. When she turned back, Asher saw a flush on her face.
"Sorry... I just asked out of habit," Asher apologized. He had also made a geis in the Land of Shadows before, but it had never been activated, so he didn't really understand its effects. Now, seeing Guinevere react like this just by revealing a gender, Asher secretly became more vigilant. Fortunately, I never thought of betraying the Land of Shadows, otherwise, I don't know what would have happened.
"It's alright, I just wasn't careful enough myself."
Guinevere gently shook her head. After speaking, enticing gasps clearly filled the room. The flush on the girl's face, combined with her pure, innocent, first-love-like cheeks, was a perfect blend of charm and purity. Not to mention Asher, even Artoria and Uathach felt somewhat moved. She truly is a very dangerous woman. Asher sighed inwardly, inadvertently shifting his gaze. "In that case, it seems we can't figure out the shadow's identity now."
"There's still a way," Morgan said, playing with a lock of hair, her gaze coldly fixed on Guinevere.
"What way?" Asher instinctively asked.
"Make her say that name."
"But she made an oath... wouldn't something terrible happen if she just said it?!" Looking at Asher's startled expression, Morgan smiled and shook her head. "Just a joke, don't take it seriously~ Don't take it seriously~"
"But there really is no way to catch that guy now." Her tone became a bit more regretful at the end. Sister Morgan's words... why do they sound serious? Asher looked at Morgan Le Fay's regretful expression and sighed.
In fact, Morgan had never been a good person... at least not in the public eye. So it was only natural that she was disliked. She was a person who prioritized her own interests, and she probably didn't care about the lives or deaths of others. But one couldn't say Morgan was wrong; born into a royal family full of intrigue, if she didn't have some cunning, she would probably have been harmed long ago.
"For the next few days, we'll take turns guarding her," Scathach said.
"Protect Guinevere, you say..." Morgan repeated. Although she didn't particularly want to waste time on this, after all, strictly speaking, Guinevere was a love rival. But even if she didn't do it, Asher would protect Guinevere anyway, so she had no choice but to act. "I understand," Morgan said, nodding.
"Also, just in case, my disciple here also needs protection," Scathach said, looking at Asher. "Leave him to me tonight for now."
"Protect Asher?" Morgan was stunned when she heard the last part, then revealed a meaningful smile. "If I let you protect him, it might turn into embezzlement."
"Not everyone is like you," Scathach said lightly. She, after all, only made a move after knowing her disciple had been secretly "nibbled" by other women more than once. How could Morgan, as the first one to "eat the cake," have the nerve to lecture her?
"Yes, yes, you can be jealous," Morgan said calmly. "But leave the protection of Asher to me. This is a matter of Britain, and it doesn't have much to do with you."
"I am his Shishou," Scathach said. "Also, he is from the Land of Shadows."
"He's a person of Britain now," Morgan said. Uathach watched her mother and Morgan Le Fay with a face full of question marks, her eyes flickering slightly. Although she didn't understand what they were saying, why did it feel so exciting? Asher had a headache listening to them, rubbing his forehead, and was about to stop their meaningless bickering.
But soon, he realized he didn't need to do anything.
Knock, knock, knock. A knock came from the door. Morgan and Scathach's gazes simultaneously fell on the door.
Asher, after saying "I'll get it," quickly walked over and opened the door. Everyone's eyes fell on the man.
"Oh dear, oh dear, so many people welcoming me with their eyes, it makes me quite shy," Merlin scratched his head, a brilliant smile on his face. "That's right! The one standing here is Britain's most handsome and popular
great mage, Merlin, I tell you~!"
"What are you doing here?" Morgan looked at Merlin with an unfriendly gaze. This man always appeared when something bad was about to happen. Artoria glanced at Merlin, her mouth slightly ajar, wanting to greet him, but ultimately remained silent. Uathach, on the other hand, curiously observed the man in front of her, then suddenly frowned slightly. She didn't know why, but she felt a strong dislike for the aura emanating from this man.
"Oh? Even the Queen of the Land of Shadows is here? It's quite lively indeed," Merlin said, glancing at Scathach in surprise.
"What exactly do you want?" Morgan asked impatiently.
Asher's gaze also fell on Merlin. He had a feeling Merlin was here because of Guinevere. As if sensing Asher's gaze, Merlin's eyes met his for a moment, revealing a
calm smile. "That's right, it's just as you think."
"I had a premonition that you encountered difficulties, so I specially came to help you~"
"Are you here to tell us who attacked Princess Guinevere?" Morgan asked. The commotion last night was so great that Merlin couldn't possibly have not noticed. Morgan was actually not surprised by his arrival.
"No, no, I wouldn't do such an offensive thing," Merlin said, shaking his head with a smile and picking up the broken hilt of the sword next to him. "King Arthur needs a new weapon now, doesn't he?" Morgan nodded slightly.
In reality, the weapon wasn't the main point; the issue
was the meaning represented by the Caliburn. With the sword symbolizing kingship broken, and foreign races outside, plus the covetous kings within Britain, Morgan truly didn't believe they would let go of this opportunity without the Sword of Kingship.
"Do you have a way to repair the Caliburn?" Asher asked. Merlin stroked his chin, pondering for a moment as he looked at the Caliburn. "Hmm... if you just glue it a little and don't swing it hard, it probably won't break easily..."
"Sister Morgan, let's kick him out," Asher turned to Morgan and said. Morgan nodded. "Exactly, I agree with you." She was about to make a move, but Merlin quickly raised his hand: "Wait a minute, wait a minute! I can't repair the Caliburn, but I can help you get a stronger weapon!" At the end, seeing Morgan stop, he deliberately built suspense. After everyone's eyes were on him, he slowly placed the Caliburn on the bed and then turned to Morgan. "Actually, the one with the solution isn't me, because I don't really want to go to that place."
"You want me to take Arthur to find that person?"
Morgan immediately understood Merlin's meaning and looked up at him. "Why don't you go yourself?"
"Hmm... Honestly, I don't really want to see that woman, but if it's you, you should be able to, right?" Merlin said with a smile, looking at Morgan. Morgan's eyes flickered slightly, seemingly hesitating.
"Who is the person Merlin is talking about?" Scathach glanced at Morgan Le Fay.
"The Lady of the Lake..." Morgan said the name with a solemn expression. "Vivian."
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