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"Scathach?"
Morgan looked at the woman who walked up to her, "Why are you here?"
"Guinevere said she wanted to see how my disciple was doing, so I brought her over."
Scathach gestured to the young girl walking behind her.
Her demeanor was elegant and gentle. When she looked up at Morgan, she used her little finger to brush a strand of hair from her forehead and softly said, "I was a bit worried about Arthur's situation here, so I spoke with Teacher and came over."
"Has King Arthur obtained Excalibur?" Guinevere asked with concern.
Morgan froze for a moment, then quickly reacted, abruptly turning and pushing open the room door.
Damn it, why did she forget such an important matter? Trinity, one in three, if she herself could transform into others, Vivian certainly could too!
The only difference was that Vivian couldn't leave Avalon for too long.
But only a little over ten minutes had passed from just now until now!
Ten minutes was enough to finish things and leave.
No... it wasn't that she was too lax and careless, but that she trusted Scathach too much.
She believed that as long as Scathach was guarding Guinevere, Vivian would have no chance to approach Guinevere.
But Vivian never intended to approach Guinevere from the start; the person she approached was Asher!
When Morgan pushed open the door, she just happened to see Asher punch away the attacking long hair, and the power of Runes was unleashed in the room, filling the entire space with magic.
"Guinevere" stood by the window, looking at Asher in disbelief: "How did you find out?!"
"Princess Guinevere wouldn't actively ask for a kiss, nor would she say something shameless like 'Arthur, do you want to touch my leg?'" Asher said flatly, "I felt a bit strange from the moment you started talking to me."
Although he only realized it after the kiss... Asher added silently.
"If I had to say, Princess Guinevere is several times more elegant than you. Even if you can imitate her appearance, you can't imitate her temperament."
The Guinevere in the room slowly reverted to Vivian's original appearance. Her face was frosty as she stared coldly at Asher, then glanced at Morgan le Fay.
"Morgan le Fay, do you know what King Arthur thinks of you?"
Seeing that Asher was fine, Morgan finally relaxed and looked at the girl by the window, calmly asking, "What?"
"He thinks you're a bad person who breaks promises and uses ruthless methods!" Vivian loudly spoke Asher's previous thoughts.
Asher looked at Vivian in surprise.
Could this guy really have mind-reading abilities?
Vivian sneered, looking at Morgan le Fay who stood at the door with a look of realization, "Now you know this man's filthy heart, don't you? He looks young, but his heart is dirtier than any man's!"
"Just now when I was seducing him, he was actually thinking about your body while badmouthing you in his mind!"
Morgan's expression flickered, and after a moment, she nodded softly: "Oh."
So that's it, so Ash also really wanted her just now?
"Don't you feel anything?! He genuinely thinks you're a bad person!" Vivian looked at Morgan, asking incredulously.
Morgan paused slightly, then smiled brightly: "Then do you think I'm a good person?"
Vivian: "..."
"Remember this! Now, even if you lick my shoes, I won't forgive you, and don't even think about Excalibur!" Vivian quickly reacted, glaring at Asher, then turned and jumped out the window.
"She didn't do anything to you, did she?" Morgan withdrew her gaze and asked Asher.
"It's nothing, I saw through her identity a long time ago."
Asher shook his head, inadvertently wiping the corner of
his mouth.
He almost fell for Vivian's trick.
To actually transform into Guinevere to seduce someone,
that was truly despicable.
If it weren't for that sentence she said later, Asher really wouldn't have realized.
After all, from his perception, the pure Princess Guinevere would never proactively ask someone if they wanted to touch her leg or similar things.
Fortunately, he was quick-witted, otherwise, who knows what would have happened.
"Is that so, so you were thinking about her body just now?"
Scathach's voice abruptly pulled Asher back to reality. His shoulders trembled inadvertently, and a chill ran down his spine.
...He almost forgot that Shishou was here too.
"This is quite normal, you can't blame Ash." Morgan spread her hands, "After all, at this age, it's normal to have desires for mysterious older sisters."
"I see." Scathach nodded slightly.
Asher listened to Scathach's understated reply, but only felt his scalp tingle.
He felt that compared to these two women in the room, Vivian didn't seem so troublesome.
But fortunately, Scathach didn't dwell on the topic.
Having been with Asher for so long, she actually understood how alluring Morgan was. If she were a man, she probably would also be "unable to extricate herself."
"The Runes you just used seem different from before." Scathach looked up at the magic filling the room, her tone carrying a hint of surprise, "There's magic mixed in that doesn't belong to you."
"It's probably because of the branch I absorbed earlier, right?" Asher was eager to change the subject, and quickly followed along.
"New magic generated by a branch..." Scathach pondered for a moment, then suddenly seemed to realize something, her eyes widening slightly.
"Wait for me here."
She finished speaking and turned to leave the room.
Asher couldn't quite understand what Scathach suddenly wanted to do, but seeing her leave so decisively, he couldn't call her back.
After all, there was still one matter to deal with.
He looked up at Guinevere who was standing in front of him.
"Was what Vivian said just now true, Arthur?" Guinevere walked towards Asher in small steps, "Can Excalibur really be exchanged for me?"
"Initially, there was such a condition, but now, as you can see, it's fallen through, so don't think about it." Asher said, "Go back and rest."
"But"
Guinevere still wanted to say something, but Asher interrupted her: "I have other ways to solve the matter of Excalibur."
"Are there really other ways?" Guinevere recalled Vivian's angry look from earlier, and asked with a worried expression.
"There will be a way," Asher nodded, "Actually, Sister Morgan has already thought of a way, it just needs a little time."
He said, glancing at the woman beside him who was leaning against the wall with her arms crossed, her high heels gently tapping the floor, seemingly thinking about something. It wasn't until Asher's gaze fell on her that she came back to her senses and nodded with a smile.
"Yes, I'll find a way to solve the Excalibur matter, don't worry."
Since Asher was determined not to exchange Guinevere, it was best to temporarily comply with him for now.
Seeing this, Guinevere looked at Asher again, and finally only nodded gently: "Then I'll go back first, Arthur."
"Mm, go ahead," Asher said with a smile.
After watching Guinevere leave, the woman in the room let out a long, drawn-out sigh.
"Tonight's protection was completely meaningless, wasn't it?"
Asher pretended not to hear, his gaze drifting to the side, feigning to look at the scenery.
"Ash, next time we should go to my secret room." Morgan said again.
"Or should we go now?" she continued.
If we go now, Shishou won't be able to find me, and won't she stab me to death with a spear?
Asher grumbled inwardly, just about to speak, but at that moment, Scathach's voice came from the doorway.
"Go where?" Scathach had appeared at the doorway at some point, asking calmly.
"Tch." Morgan clicked her tongue softly, and said faintly,
"None of your business."
"I see." Scathach didn't press the matter and stepped into the room.
Morgan's gaze quickly fell on the staff in Scathach's hand.
It looks like an unfamiliar weapon...
And, it's very similar to the branch Asher mentioned that night.
Asher's gaze also fell on the staff in Scathach's hand, his eyes widening slightly in realization.
He had seen this staff in Scathach's room before when he was in the Land of Shadows; it was one of Scathach's weapons.
Or rather... Skai's.
"The branch you mentioned, is it this?" Scathach brought the staff in her hand close to Asher.
Asher took the staff, and immediately felt a very familiar sensation wash over him, a feeling of innate joy.
"The aura is very similar!" Asher said in surprise.
Even though he had touched this staff before in the Land of Shadows, he hadn't felt anything special then.
But now he had this feeling of familiarity.
"I see," Scathach nodded softly, "If possible, absorb its magic."
Asher was stunned.
One must know that such staves were very rare. If he
accidentally absorbed it, even Shishou wouldn't have a second one.
"But this is Shishou's weapon..." Asher looked at the weapon in front of him, hesitating.
It was impossible not to be tempted, but destroying such
an important item was still difficult for him to accept.
Scathach gazed at the young man in front of her, smiled, and took the staff back into her hand.
Light glowed in her hand. Scathach gripped both ends of
the staff and snapped it forcefully.
A crisp sound echoed in the room.
Scathach placed the staff, broken into two pieces, into Asher's hand.
"Now it isn't."
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