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Asher watched Guinevere, who was on the verge of tears from distress, and only after she covered her face and ran away from the garden did he murmur to himself.
"Did I speak too harshly just now?"
However, this was only a last resort to cut off Guinevere's idea, lest she suddenly have another irrational thought and sell her body to Vivian for Excalibur.
But he felt his words weren't too harsh. If he had spoken more severely, Guinevere would probably have burst into tears on the spot.
For example, if he had said to her just now: I don't need your help with my matters, it has nothing to do with you!
Hmm... in short, if he spoke harshly enough to hurt her feelings, she probably wouldn't help him, right? But to say such things to such a pure and pitiful girl, let alone Guinevere, Asher probably would want to kill himself.
Anyway, he hoped that what he said just now would make Guinevere give up. Otherwise, next time he'd really have to be the big bad guy.
Sacrificing herself for others... what exactly is the deal with this child, Guinevere?
Asher shook his head, dispersing those thoughts from his mind, and looked up at his surroundings.
"Shishou, you should be here, right?"
Since Scathach promised to protect Guinevere tonight, she wouldn't be unaware of Guinevere coming out in the middle of the night. The only possibility was that she had been secretly following Guinevere.
However, he felt no trace of Scathach.
Indeed, if Shishou wanted to, she would have quite the potential as an assassin.
"Your mind is working much faster than before."
Scathach appeared from the darkness. Asher didn't see where she came from at all, but while marveling at Shishou's stealth abilities, he asked:
"Shishou, do you have your own ideas? Otherwise, why would you let Guinevere out?"
Scathach nodded slightly: "I was a little curious about where she was going to meet Vivian. I originally wanted to secretly follow and see, but I didn't expect to run into you."
As she finished speaking, a hint of regret entered her tone.
"So that's how it is..." Asher couldn't help but smile wryly, "So I was in the way tonight, after all."
Scathach smiled and shook her head: "This is good too. It completely cuts off Guinevere's intentions. What you said to Princess Guinevere tonight should also make her completely give up."
Even if he got Excalibur, Asher would throw it away... saying something like that should make Guinevere abandon her original idea.
"That staff, was there any progress just now?" Scathach asked again.
"It will probably take half a year to fully absorb," Asher said.
"Half a year... that's fine, it's not a long time." Scathach nodded gently, secretly calculating where else she could find similar branches for Asher after that.
"Half a year is quite long for me," Asher said, shaking his head.
Half a year is quite long...?
Scathach was startled. She looked at the still youthful boy, her eyes filled with a smile, "Hmm, you're right, after all, you're only sixteen, unlike me."
The cowlick on Asher's head instantly sounded an alarm, and he quickly shook his head, saying, "I never thought Shishou was old or anything like that!"
"Is that so?" Scathach asked slowly.
Asher immediately nodded and said, "Shishou is still very young... and her skin is very good. I know this very well."
Delicate, fair, and elastic skin, and those mature softnesses, he had confirmed that with his own hands more than once.
Scathach said nothing, just quietly gazed at Asher, then suddenly asked, "By the way, why are you still out so late?"
"I couldn't sleep a bit, so I came out for a walk to clear my head." Asher scratched his forehead, his hand conveniently blocking his somewhat guilty eyes.
He couldn't possibly say that Morgan had teased him several times in the room just now, so he almost lost control, which was why he came out for a walk, right?
Scathach frowned slightly, looking like she wanted to press further, but fortunately, because Guinevere had already gone far, Scathach didn't have time to stay and chat with Asher. She turned and looked in the direction Guinevere had gone, "I need to go watch that child first. You should also go back early."
"Okay, I understand." Asher nodded.
After watching Scathach leave, Asher stood rooted to the spot for a while longer, then muttered to himself inwardly.
"Vivian, huh..."
Scathach's words just now reminded him.
Thinking about it carefully, it seemed a bit strange.
Scathach had been guarding Guinevere all this time.
Logically, Vivian should have had no chance to approach her. So how did she communicate with Guinevere and get Guinevere to meet her?
It couldn't possibly be telepathy, could it?
If she could do that, Guinevere wouldn't have run to his room in fright back then.
So, stringing these clues together... to be able to talk to Guinevere without anyone knowing, and to hide it from Shishou's eyes, there seems to be only one possibility.
Speaking of which, why do I feel like I'm becoming Holmes-fish?
Of course, that's just a joke, my friend.
Asher quickly followed in the direction Scathach had left earlier.
Soon he saw Scathach's figure and called out to her.
"Shishou, wait a moment, there's something I need to ask of you!"
"What?" Scathach stopped and looked in surprise at Asher, who was jogging towards her.
Asher briefly explained his recent speculation. After a brief thought, Scathach showed an amused smile.
No wonder. If that's the case, it makes sense when Vivian secretly contacted Princess Guinevere.
"Can you help?" Asher asked.
"Do you think I would refuse?" Scathach smiled,
"Especially for something so interesting."
"Then I'll trouble you, Shishou." Asher bowed slightly, then turned and left.
Besides Scathach, he also needed Morgan's help.
But Morgan should be resting now, so he would have to wait until tomorrow.
Asher suddenly froze.
No... how could Sister Morgan be so careless as to not even know he had left the room?
Thinking of this, Asher looked up at the treetops nearby, scanning each large tree branch, and finally, his gaze settled on a crow on a certain branch.
Sure enough... Morgan had already noticed him leaving, and probably secretly followed him the whole way.
The crow on the branch clearly noticed Asher's gaze.
After staring at him for a moment, it flapped its wings and flew into the distance.
Asher was startled.
"Did I guess wrong? Or did I mistake it?"
Asher looked up at the surrounding treetops again, but found no other crows.
Just then, a hand suddenly tapped his shoulder lightly.
Asher instinctively flinched, but immediately relaxed.
He knew who it was with just a slight sniff of the familiar scent.
"Sister Morgan, you must have heard my conversation with Shishou just now, right?" Asher turned to the woman behind him and asked.
"Ah... mm, your guess should be correct, but it won't be easy to send Vivian back,"
Morgan sighed, "I should have told you, right? Vivian is invincible here."
"Stronger than you?" Asher asked.
"Hmm, if I had to say, it should be about even?" Morgan naturally didn't want to lose face in front of her future queen, defending herself.
Her hands were placed on Asher's shoulders, her entire weight pressed down, and her soft breasts pressed tightly against Asher's back.
"I'll help, but I won't make a move, after all, I feel indebted to her," Morgan said softly, "It's a matter of principle, and my bottom line."
"It's fine, that's enough," Asher said, secretly glancing back, "Sister Morgan, shall we go back now?"
"Mm, let's go," Morgan nodded, her hands tightly clasped around Asher's neck.
"Then can you let go first?" Asher tried to ask.
"Just carry me back like this~" Morgan's mouth slightly
open, she gently blew a warm breath into Asher's ear, looking at the still hesitating young man, "Hurry up, or do you want someone to see King Arthur and the former king's daughter secretly flirting in the garden late at night?"
Asher had no choice but to place his hands on Morgan's plump thighs, about to carry her on his back.
But at that moment, he immediately let go of her hand, looking ahead in surprise and saying, "Eh, Lily?!"
Almost at that instant, Morgan le Fay let go, but after confirming that no one was around, her expression immediately became incredibly resentful, and she glared at Asher exasperatedly.
"It seems you haven't been disciplined for too long; your guts have grown quite big."
Morgan le Fay was a woman who was almost fearless, but she already felt apologetic towards her younger sister. If her sister saw that scene just now, even she would feel embarrassed.
"I'm sorry, but if I didn't do that, you probably wouldn't let go." Asher smiled gently, feeling a bit triumphant.
Having known Morgan for so long, he finally found her
weakness.
Undoubtedly, Lily was her soft spot.
"You even dare to mock your sister, you're really starting to disregard your sister more and more!" Morgan poked Asher's face hard with her index finger, and only let him go after Asher begged for mercy.
"Forget it, I'll let you off this time. Let's go back first,"
Morgan rolled her eyes at Asher, then turned and walked out of the garden, with Asher following closely behind.
In fact, not just Morgan, Asher himself felt a bit guilty.
He still didn't know how to get along with Lily better, and the matter with Uathach hadn't been dealt with at all.
Thinking of this, Asher couldn't help but rub his temples, feeling a headache coming on.
It really was one wave after another.
Never mind, he should deal with Vivian's matter first.
Having someone constantly thinking about Guinevere and him hiding in the palace was not a comfortable feeling.
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