Fate:Trained By God Slayer and Witch

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Uathach rode on the griffon, her long hair fluttering in the wind. She closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling of the warm breeze brushing against her cheeks.

"You're flying so slowly."

Uathach opened her eyes and patted the griffon's head. "Can't you fly faster? If you fly this slowly, I'll roast you when we get to Britain."

The griffon's body trembled slightly and accelerated, soaring forward.

This griffon could clearly understand human language and felt incredibly wronged at this moment.

It used to be, if not a regional overlord, at least at the top of the food chain. But now, it was serving as a mount for a young girl, and this girl actually threatened to roast it...

However, it dared not complain, because that woman was too terrifying. Griffons are magical beasts that can sense danger, and it could clearly feel the terrifying aura emanating from Scathach—a killing intent forged through countless life-and-death battles.

For this, it willingly served as Scathach's mount, and her daughter using it as a mount... naturally, it had no objections.

I wonder what Ash is doing now?

Uathach looked at the sky ahead, thinking secretly.

I must give him a surprise.

"Perhaps I should first observe what he does as King Arthur for a day."

Uathach thought of this and nodded to herself.

"Yes, that's what I'll do!"

"And incidentally, see if he's using the King's authority to do anything bad to his subordinates..."

But it probably wouldn't come to that. After all, Asher also had maids when he was in the Land of Shadows, but he never laid a hand on them.

"However, that woman Mom mentioned needs a little attention."

Morgan Le Fay... Based on the few simple words Scathach had mentioned earlier, Uathach didn't like this woman who constantly enjoyed teasing Asher. Within these five days, she had to ensure Ash's safety.

As she thought, Uathach unknowingly rode the griffon near Britain.

As Scathach had said, after handing the black card, which now had countless cracks, to the city guards, Uathach successfully entered Camelot.

"It feels better built than the Land of Shadows," Uathach's gaze wandered around as she traveled, secretly admiring it.

This was natural. The Land of Shadows itself wasn't built in an ideal location, with frequent attacks from demonic beasts. Compared to Camelot, there was naturally a bit of a gap.

When she asked some passersby and arrived at the palace, the guards outside the palace were momentarily stunned when they saw the black card in Uathach's hand. They looked at Uathach strangely.

"What's wrong? Don't you recognize this invitation?" Uathach asked.

"No... It's just that I didn't expect a guest to arrive so many days in advance." The guard respectfully returned the card to Uathach. "You may enter."

Only after Uathach left did the guard look up, glance at the girl entering the palace, shake his head in confusion, and mutter to himself.

"How strange... That's black wood comparable to sturdy iron, yet it has such cracks. What happened to make it like that?"

"Where's Ash now?"

Uathach entered the palace, her gaze scanning her surroundings, wandering in a garden.

After about ten minutes, she suddenly realized something.

"I'm lost?!"

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"It feels like I, as King Arthur, don't have to do anything at all."

Asher sat on the throne, staring blankly ahead.

The ball was entirely arranged by Morgan Le Fay. Due to the traitor incident, they had to temporarily suspend operations. As for some internal political affairs of Britain, they were basically all handled by Morgan Le Fay's "children."

"Why do I feel like I'm being kept?" Asher muttered to himself.

He became King Arthur, yet he basically didn't have to do anything. It seems Sister Morgan has already started paving the way for his future departure from Britain?

If before there was the matter of repelling foreign tribes, now Asher was completely idle. The only thing he could do was train, and also use the new bottle of essence blood Morgan gave him.

Asher picked up the Caliburn beside him. This weapon looked very ornately decorated, but its actual power wasn't particularly great. However, there was no more suitable weapon for now, so he could only make do temporarily.

He also needed to find a way to get Lily a spear...

Asher looked at Artoria beside him, thinking secretly.

Currently, Artoria was holding the red spear he had temporarily lent her. If Shishou really came to the ball later and saw Lily holding the red spear, he wondered if she would break his legs.

That was a weapon gifted by Scathach, engraved with complex Rune Magic. This weapon was so easily lent to someone else to use... Even if Shishou didn't say anything, Uathach would probably blow up.

He could actually go ask Shishou for another red spear. After all, this item was mass-produced, not just one.

But it's not easy to ask...

Asher sighed inwardly.

Am I supposed to say to Shishou when I see her: "Shishou, can you give me another red spear?"

Then Scathach would probably ask: "What do you want to do? Are you planning to start practicing with dual spears?"

At this point, he would shake his head and say: "No, I want to give a red spear to my court attendant. She just needs a handy weapon."

Hmm... While it sounds like a legitimate reason, Sister Uathach would probably think he was trying to win a girl's favor or something.

I wonder where that "Rhongomyniad" is now?

If he had that weapon, the problem would be solved easily.

He should find time to ask Sister Morgan... Maybe she would know.

For now... he could temporarily let Lily continue using the red spear, and then on the day of the ball, have her temporarily give him the weapon so it wouldn't be discovered.

"What are you thinking about?" Artoria asked, noticing Asher's gaze.

Asher withdrew his gaze and shook his head. "Nothing, just spacing out."

"Oh, right, Lily, at the ball, can you give me that red spear for a bit?" He pretended to mention it casually.

"The ball?" Artoria frowned. "Is there a reason? There might be danger at the ball, and I can't protect you without a weapon."

"We'll just switch weapons then," Asher said with a smile. "You take the Caliburn, and I'll take the red spear."

"This is the King's command."

Knowing that this Aho-King was quite stubborn, Asher added.

Artoria could only nod. "Alright."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Asher with dissatisfaction.

"Are you using this power to pressure me too much lately?"

Asher gave an awkward smile, not denying it.

Because it was so effective. Many things could be forced upon this stubborn girl using the title of King Arthur.

Asher even wondered, when the internal strife and external enemies were resolved, could he use King Arthur's power to issue a final command to Artoria:

"You will be King from now on."

Originally, King Arthur would die in the Battle of Camlann, but now Morgan Le Fay had achieved her wish, and everything was moving towards a better future.

This meant that even if Artoria became King Arthur, with Morgan Le Fay's help, she wouldn't face too many difficulties.

Speaking of which, how would Mordred be born then...?

Asher suddenly thought of this.

According to the original timeline, Mordred was born from Morgan Le Fay collecting Artoria's essence, but now Morgan Le Fay clearly doesn't intend to do that.

Never mind, thinking about such things now is pointless. He should focus on dealing with the ball first.

"Lily, want to spar outside again?"

Asher turned to look at Artoria.

"Now?"

Artoria pondered for a moment, then nodded, a faint smile appearing on her face.

"Alright, it's been a long time since I fought you seriously."

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Meanwhile.

"So where is Ash anyway?!"

Uathach squatted on the ground as if giving up, hugging her knees, looking utterly defeated.

Didn't the invitation need a map?

Didn't they need to consider what to do with lost children?

How long would it take to leave this place?

The more Uathach thought about it, the more despair she felt. She regretted not letting the griffon go back first. If she had flown in the sky, she could probably have found the palace's location in an instant.

At this moment, a gentle voice suddenly came from behind her.

"Oh? Isn't this Scathach's daughter? Why are you squatting here alone like a lost child?"

Uathach turned around, her previously helpless, childlike gaze suddenly chilling a few degrees.

"Morgan Le Fay."

Undoubtedly, this woman had always had ill intentions towards Ash. His becoming King Arthur was also due to this woman's machinations behind the scenes. In short, she was a very dangerous enemy.

Dangerous in every sense of the word.

Look at this woman's cheap attire now, as if she's afraid others won't know how big her breasts are, wearing such a short skirt, revealing those long, fair legs... she's simply a complete harlot.

This kind of woman, let alone men, even women would probably be captivated by her, because her eyes seem to possess a seductive power, always unconsciously drawing people to those holy blue-green eyes.

"Where's Ash?" Uathach asked, staring coldly at Morgan Le Fay.

"Ash? Oh, so you really call him Ash?" Morgan Le Fay showed a pleased smile. "I'll take you to him."

She had expected the other party to just mock her for being lost or something, but suddenly hearing an unexpected answer, Uathach couldn't help but be stunned.

"You're willing to take me to him?"

"Of course, I'm very helpful, you know." Morgan Le Fay smiled gently.

"But you have to kiss me."

"Why would I kiss you?"

Uathach felt her brain suddenly short-circuit, not understanding Morgan Le Fay's move for a moment.

"Interest," Morgan Le Fay squatted down, touching Uathach's smooth cheek.

"You wouldn't want to owe me a favor, would you?"

If just a kiss could repay the favor, it wasn't entirely unacceptable...

Uathach thought of this, then looked at Morgan Le Fay again, lingering for a moment on those captivating eyes.

She leaned forward and kissed Morgan on her exquisite and charming beautiful cheek.

"Is that enough?"

She quickly averted her gaze, bowing her head slightly, her cheeks flushed, looking a little embarrassed.

"Mm, I'll take you to Ash," Morgan Le Fay said with a smile.

Ash?

Uathach suddenly became alert and looked up.

"Don't worry, I just thought the nickname was quite nice, so I used it. I don't like Asher." Morgan Le Fay stood up and stretched lazily. "You've seen it—I like women."

"The reason I made him King Arthur was just so my sister wouldn't have to work so hard."

"Let's go," she explained, extending her hand. "Don't you want to see him soon?"

"I can walk by myself." Uathach stood up on her own, ignoring Morgan's outstretched hand.

But Morgan Le Fay didn't mind, just smiled faintly and walked ahead.

She glanced at the girl behind her. "Why did you come to Britain so early? There are still several days until the ball begins, right?"

Uathach's eyes flickered slightly. She brushed her long hair off her shoulder and huffed softly. "None of your business."

"All right, all right, you're really quite wary of me." Morgan Le Fay sighed helplessly. "I know you misunderstand me deeply, but please rest assured."

"I swear on the honor of Merlin, the Great Magus of Britain, that I don't like Asher. All of this is just a misunderstanding."

Upon hearing this, the wariness on Uathach's face faded slightly, and a hint of confusion appeared in her eyes.

"As for you… you should be careful of the people around you," Morgan said faintly.

People around me? Uathach was startled.

Is she talking about Mom? This woman actually wants to sow discord?

"No need for you to worry," Uathach said coolly.

"Whatever, I'm just saying." Morgan Le Fay shrugged. "After all, that child really likes his Shishou, doesn't he?"

"That's because Mom raised him for over five years!" Uathach retorted loudly.

"Isn't that love?"

Uathach: "…"

Morgan Le Fay didn't continue to dwell on the topic, leading Uathach into the palace hall.

"It seems he's not here today?" Morgan murmured, looking at the empty hall.

"Are you deliberately tricking me?" Uathach looked at Morgan with suspicion.

"I knew you couldn't possibly be so kind as to take me to Ash. As expected, you have ulterior motives… like tricking me into some basement and locking me up, then threatening Ash, saying that if he wants me to release his sister, he'll have to obediently follow my commands…" As Uathach finished speaking, her gaze toward Morgan became increasingly wary.

"And then you'll make Ash follow your arrangements, make him your plaything, until finally, after completely breaking his body and mind, he'll never be able to leave you…"

After listening to Uathach's words, Morgan's eyes slowly lit up, and her gaze was filled with surprise.

This child… can be well-trained.

They should get along very well.

And what Uathach said actually made a lot of sense… She hadn't even considered so much at first until Uathach mentioned it.

Locking up Asher's sister, and then making him try every way to please her…

Morgan Le Fay's smile grew even more pleasant as she thought of certain scenarios.

It really seemed like something worth trying.

"Sister Uathach?!"

Just as Morgan thought of this, Asher's voice suddenly came from behind her, filled with surprise.

"Why are you here? Did Shishou come too?"

Oh dear… What terrible timing.

Morgan sighed inwardly.

"Mom will come in a few days. She told me to come find you first." Uathach's face beamed with a cute smile. She stepped forward and hugged Asher's arm. "By the way, where were you just now?"

"I was sparring a bit outside with Lily," Asher said.

Uathach then noticed the girl standing beside Asher, and the smile on her face lessened. She asked curiously, "Who is she?"

"Artoria, she's my court attendant," Asher explained. "This is my older sister from the Land of Shadows. I think I mentioned her to you before, Uathach."

Artoria nodded slightly. "Hello."

Her tone was flat, seemingly not paying any attention to Uathach at all.

"Hello." Uathach only nodded, responding coolly as a gesture of politeness.

Asher looked left and right, feeling a bit confused.

What is this? They haven't even met before, have they? Why does there seem to be so much hostility? It couldn't possibly be a love triangle, could it? It's impossible no matter how he thinks about it. Lily doesn't understand emotions at all.

"Your sister has traveled a long way and is probably very tired now. I'll take her to her room to rest," Morgan Le Fay appropriately interrupted the slightly subtle atmosphere, saying with a smile.

Asher immediately looked at Morgan with gratitude, but found that the latter was also blinking at him. Although she didn't speak, the meaning in her eyes was already very clear.

"Be sure to thank Big Sister properly."

Even without speaking, Asher could understand that this was what Morgan Le Fay wanted to say.

"I'm not tired, I want to stay here!" Uathach clung to Asher's arm, refusing to let go.

"The King is still handling affairs of state right now. Let's find him again tonight," Morgan said with a smiling face, grabbing Uathach's hand. "I'll take you to your room first, and if you want to find him later, I'll take you there."

Hearing this, no matter how unwilling, Uathach could only follow Morgan Le Fay out of the hall.

After Asher watched Uathach leave, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"I can't believe Shishou let Sister come to find me so early. What was she thinking?"

He quickly shook his head, no longer thinking about it.

He had never fully understood what Shishou was thinking. After all, that person's thoughts were never easy to guess.

Besides, thinking so much was pointless. It was better to think about the ball.

Although the masked ball was only held to draw out the major enemies, he would indeed get to see Shishou.

Imagining the scene of meeting Shishou, Asher's face couldn't help but show a look of anticipation, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his face.

Thinking about it this way, being King Arthur didn't seem so bad after all.

"Asher, your smile is a bit strange right now… Are you thinking about something?"

Artoria suddenly spoke, pulling Asher back from his previous fantasy. She looked unreadable, her gaze at Asher still calm as usual, but with a hint of strangeness added to that calmness.

"My smile is strange?" Asher forced himself to gather his thoughts, shaking his head. "You must have seen wrong."

"I wouldn't be mistaken. I always observe your expressions. This is a method my Imperial Sister taught me. She said that if you want to understand people's hearts, the best way is to observe," Artoria said. "You were probably thinking some unrealistic fantasy just now, which is why you had such a strange smile."

"Is that so…" Asher turned his head away a little guiltily, pretending to look at the scenery.

Artoria nodded. "And according to my observations, the women you like are mostly older. From your previous tone, it's clear that you admire and love your Shishou very much, and your eyes also looked a little strange when you looked at my Imperial Sister. This indicates that you must have severely lacked care when you were young, which is why you now have no immunity to older women."

"If it were just that, it still wouldn't prove the accuracy of my analysis, but your gaze when you look at me has always been very frank. This proves that my previous words were correct."

"However, I already said a long time ago that you can regard me as an older woman," Artoria said.

Asher glanced at her.

"Heh heh." Then, he let out an extremely irritating, mocking laugh.

Everyone around him is older than him. He finally met someone younger than him, and she also wants to be his older sister?

Forget about it!

---

I feel like I already have the demeanor of a Queen… Morgan Le Fay thought to herself as she led Uathach to a room.

As a Queen, one should have a broad mind, remaining unperturbed no matter how much the concubines below quarrel, and at the right time, helping the King deal with these concubines when he finds it difficult.

In short, if she were to be Queen, she would definitely get a perfect score now.

It's just a pity that child doesn't seem to be infatuated with her yet.

Scathach, huh… If she could transform into her one day, could she easily trick Asher into bed?

Given his personality, even if he found out the truth later, he would obediently take responsibility, wouldn't he?

That way, the Queen's position would be secure.

But then it would be meaningless. What she wanted was for Asher to willingly fall for her body, not to trick him using "Scathach."

She still had to think of other methods.

But there was no rush anyway; there were still over two years until he came of age.

Morgan Le Fay thought as she opened a room.

"You'll stay here for the next few days," she said, turning to Uathach.

Uathach merely nodded, completely unconcerned with the room's decor. More than that, she was more concerned about when Asher would return.

"When will my brother be back?"

"Mm… Soon, soon. You rest first," Morgan said perfunctorily, then watched Uathach walk into the room.

Morgan Le Fay was confused for a moment, then a strange smile appeared on her face.

Are the children of the Land of Shadows all so easy to deceive…?

Asher was one thing; after all, that child had been with her from the beginning, so it was normal for him to lower his guard around her. But why was Uathach like this too?

How did Scathach teach them? Are they so undefended?

After closing the door, Morgan Le Fay turned, intending to go find Agravain and ask him about the ball preparations.

But just as s