Fate:Trained By God Slayer and Witch

Training ended, and Asher lay on the training ground, truly like a dead fish.

Scáthach looked at Asher's lifeless expression and nodded slightly, saying approvingly, "Very good. It seems that after I left, the effect of your self-training was quite good."

That woman had already taught Asher three abilities... Was she planning to cultivate Asher into the next goddess of death... no, god of death?

But in that case, she could only continue to turn a blind eye.

Scáthach silently looked at Asher, but her mind was thinking about what had happened that afternoon.

Sure enough, when she provoked herself in the evening, she had already prepared for both outcomes?

Because she kept teaching Asher powerful magic, and Asher hadn't completely absorbed the white dragon blood yet, she dared to provoke herself so unscrupulously?

But unfortunately, that woman underestimated her too much. No matter what, Asher was still her disciple. If he could become stronger... why wouldn't she be happy?

Self-training...?

Hearing Scáthach's words, Asher's pupils, which had just lost focus, regained a bit of light, and his brain suddenly woke up a lot.

What Scáthach had just said sounded like praise, but in reality, it was more like teasing him.

Clearly, Shishou already knew where he had learned the illusion he used today.

So she had already discovered Big Sister Morgan's matter?

Just as Asher thought of this, Uathach outside the training ground "heaved ho" and jumped in from outside.

"Ash, I'll take you back to your room. You probably can't walk anymore, right?" Uathach knelt down and looked at Asher with concern, muttering complainingly, "Honestly, Mom was too harsh today."

"Sis... sister, can you please move your foot that's stepping on my back when you say such things?" Asher said with great difficulty, looking like he was really about to die.

It was too difficult. After finishing training with Shishou, he was already completely out of energy, and then he was stepped on by Uathach, who had just jumped into the field relying on Rune words.

If he had already become a dead fish, then Uathach's footstep had simply turned Asher into a dead fish.

Uathach frowned, her purple hair swayed slightly, and the tender white toes under her purple sandals lightly stepped on Asher's waist. "Your very difficult expression and tone are very rude, as if you're saying I'm heavy."

"I don't have any strength left now, I can't hold on anymore, Big Sister Uathach, can you please stop messing around..." Asher said intermittently.

"I'm not messing around. You're the one who's too much," Uathach frowned. "If Mom was stepping on you, you definitely wouldn't dare to say anything."

"No, this is completely different..."

"Mom, come try it and see if Ash still dares to say you're heavy?" Uathach raised her head and asked Scáthach.

Scáthach glanced at Asher, looked at his bitter expression of "this is too hard for me," and couldn't help but show a faint smile on her face. "Stop messing around. He's really tired today. Send him back to his room."

After saying that, Scáthach turned and walked out of the training ground.

Uathach "heaved ho" and jumped off Asher's body. A light shone in her hand, healing Asher.

Soon, Asher felt a warm sensation surrounding him, and the several pains he had just felt seemed to have lessened a lot.

This was the power of Rune words, both offensive and defensive, and also with its own healing. Asher felt that if this were a game, Rune words would simply be a super BUG, unbelievably strong.

After a while, the light dissipated, and Uathach said, "Alright, you should barely be able to move now. Get up quickly. You don't want your older sister to carry you, do you?"

"Yes." Asher nodded.

Slap!

His head was gently patted, and Uathach said unhappily, "Dream on. I'll help you back to your room."

After saying that, Uathach supported Asher and slowly helped him walk into the room.

"Alright, rest well."

"Mm." Asher closed his eyes.

After a while, he felt the quilt beside him being lifted, and then a soft touch came from his arm. He opened his eyes again.

"Sister, what are you doing again?"

"Sleeping." Uathach patted Asher's arm. "Alright, alright, go to sleep quickly. We have to get up early tomorrow."

"No... why are you sleeping in my room?" Asher looked at the girl beside him. Even in the dim light, he could clearly see those amber-like purple eyes.

"Your older sister is a bit worried about you resting alone, so she decided to sleep with you. How about it? Isn't that very nice of me?" A cute smile appeared on Uathach's face.

"You should go back to your own room to sleep, Sister," Asher tried to negotiate with Uathach.

"Why? You used to like sleeping with your older sister so much. Why have you become so cold now... As expected, children become very unlovable after they grow up," Uathach sighed softly as she finished speaking, a sad expression on her face, which, combined with her cute little face, made people feel a bit soft-hearted.

"If Shishou sees this, I'll probably be accompanying her in the training ground tonight..." Asher had no choice but to tell the truth helplessly.

"Hmm... what you said is indeed possible, but it's okay. I'll just hide under your blanket then," Uathach comforted him.

Asher rolled his eyes. "Have you forgotten how you were discovered last time?"

"Ash, look..." Uathach, wearing pajamas, gently pulled down the fabric on her shoulder, revealing a smooth, fragrant shoulder.

Asher silently stared at Uathach for a moment, then carried this somewhat nonsensical older sister to the door. "Good night, Big Sister Uathach!"

After saying that, he closed the door.

"You'll regret this, you'll definitely regret this, Ash, you wait! Tomorrow, your older sister will teach you a good lesson!"

After saying that, she left Asher's room in a huff.

Asher lay on the big bed, feeling the sound of footsteps gradually fading away, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Recalling what happened today, Asher was actually quite satisfied.

Although Shishou still noticed something, he now possessed battle power overload, vast magic power, illusions, divination, and even the Word Spirit of "death." These were all conditions that would support him in becoming strong in the future.

What he needed was time and effort.

The only thing he needed to worry about now was probably Artoria's side.

According to Asher's understanding, Morgan le Fay was indeed a good woman at first. Her personality truly began to change drastically after Artoria pulled out the Caliburn.

In a few months, after Artoria pulled out the Caliburn and became king, would Morgan become the true "witch"?

It was necessary to chat with Big Sister Morgan a bit tomorrow... give her some psychological counseling.

Asher looked at the pitch-black ceiling, thinking secretly in his heart.

Squeak.

At this moment, the door suddenly opened.

Asher hurriedly closed his eyes, feeling the sound of footsteps slowly approaching.

Asher sniffed lightly, there was a very familiar scent... it was Scáthach.

Why would Shishou come over so late at night? Could it be to listen to me tell stories?

That shouldn't be it... she should also know that I'm very tired today and am probably sleeping now.

No matter what, he should pretend to be asleep first.

Asher kept his eyes closed, noticing the sound of footsteps slowly approaching. He tried his best to make his breathing very even, while secretly pondering in his heart:

What did Scáthach come to do?

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