Fate:Trained By God Slayer and Witch

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"You met Merlin last night?"

The next day, Morgan, who was training Asher, heard his words. After pondering for a moment, a faint smile appeared on her face.

"What did he say to you?"

Asher continued to train his magic power. Whether it was illusion, divination, or even that Word Spirit, all required magic power as support. His top priority now was to increase his magic power as quickly as possible.

"Stop training for now, explain clearly — what exactly happened?" Morgan poked Asher's waist, interrupting his training.

"Nothing happened. He just wanted to confirm my identity," Asher looked at the woman in front of him. "Big Sister Morgan, why exactly did you choose me back then?"

"Didn't I say? You have a large amount of sealed magical power within you. You were the most suitable person I'd seen," Morgan le Fay said, pausing slightly. "And... wasn't that woman very optimistic about you too?"

"Don't look at me like that. I have a lot of faith in your Shishou's judgment."

There were many disciples in the Land of Shadows who had received Scáthach's teachings and returned to their own tribes. These disciples were all outstanding talents. Even if they outwardly showed disdain, Morgan—at least in the matter of choosing disciples—absolutely trusted Scáthach.

"Is that so... Merlin already came looking for you yesterday..." Morgan le Fay pondered for a moment. "It seems necessary to go find your Shishou ahead of time."

Asher: "???"

Looking at Morgan le Fay's serious expression, countless question marks popped up above Asher's head. He hurriedly asked, "What do you want to do again, Big Sister Morgan?!"

Even though Shishou had long known of Morgan's existence, this had always been an unspoken secret. If Morgan directly approached Shishou, it would be equivalent to bringing this mutually acknowledged secret out into the open.

Perhaps Big Sister Uathach would look at him with a regretful gaze and say:

"Ah, Ash actually has a woman outside... I don't need an Ash who betrays his sister."

Then she would pull out a hatchet...

Morgan didn't speak. She sat on the cliff, looking at the distant scenery, her long golden hair swaying gently. A thoughtful look was in her holy blue eyes.

"Big Sister Morgan, say something!" Asher waved his fingers in front of Morgan's eyes.

"Propose marriage," Morgan le Fay said.

"???"

"Look, counting the time, you'll be exactly sixteen in a few months. Let's get engaged for now, and when the time comes, I'll take you back to Britain to be my beloved consort," Morgan said with a serious expression.

"Can you be serious?" Asher sighed. "You're not that kind of casual person, Big Sister Morgan."

"Yes, that's why it has to be more formal," Morgan said. "A formal marriage proposal to the Land of Shadows."

As she spoke, her black long dress fluttered in the wind, a faint smile on her face, and her eyes, looking at Asher, were full of teasing.

"Big Sister Morgan..." Asher was almost going crazy. He didn't know what this woman was thinking. Her train of thought was completely unpredictable. He had only told her that Merlin had come looking for him... just that, why would it now evolve into Morgan going to find Shishou?!

"Are you so unwilling to marry your older sister? I've taught you so much these past few years, it's really been a waste of affection," Morgan said, looking like she was about to cry. Although there were no tears in the corners of her eyes, it was enough to make one's heart melt.

"You have taught me a lot, and I'm very grateful to you, but this and that are two different things, right? Besides, if anyone is to marry, it should be you marrying me, not me marrying you!" Asher sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"So can you please stop messing around? Even as a joke, it's quite frightening."

Just imagining Morgan le Fay and Scáthach formally meeting gave Asher a genuine sense of fear.

"Ah... um, you're right," Morgan le Fay seemed to suddenly understand, a gentle smile appearing on her face. "Don't worry, the marriage proposal was just a joke."

"I'm not the kind of person who likes to cause trouble, you can rest assured."

As for the marriage proposal, it would have to wait at least until the Caliburn was pulled out.

Asher still had a suspicious look.

For some reason, he felt even more uneasy when Morgan said these words.

There was a constant feeling of unease.

"What? You don't believe my words?" Morgan noticed the suspicion in Asher's eyes and made a gesture to walk towards the Land of Shadows.

"Since you don't believe me, then I'll go find your Shishou."

Asher hurriedly grabbed Morgan's wrist. "I believe you! You're definitely not the kind of person who likes to cause trouble, so please, please don't cause any trouble!"

"You should say 'please' when asking for something, right? Oh, and you should also add 'Big Sister Morgan'," Morgan le Fay said seriously, giving him a lesson.

"Please, Big Sister Morgan, please don't mess around... is that okay?" Black lines covered Asher's forehead.

"Hmm... actually, it's still not sincere enough," Morgan le Fay smiled. "But never mind, because it's you, I'll give you more leniency."

"All right, all right, let's continue training," she urged again, not giving Asher any time to think.

Asher raised his head and glanced at Morgan again. "You really won't mess around, will you?"

"You really don't trust me at all, it's so sad. What kind of impression do you have of your older sister in your heart?"

A bad woman who likes to tease people... Asher thought silently in his heart.

Morgan looked at the expression on Asher's face but seemed to see through his thoughts. A bewitching smile appeared on her face, and she leaned close to Asher's ear.

"Don't you like being teased? It can make you very comfortable, you know."

The sweet, warm breath entered his ear. Asher knew that meaningless responses would only make the other party more excited, so he simply ignored her and prepared to continue his magic power training for the day.

"You're actually ignoring me?"

Morgan suddenly stopped smiling, stared at Asher's serious training face, pondered for a moment, then slightly opened her mouth and lightly licked his ear.

The wet sensation came from his earlobe. Asher reacted after a few seconds of?? The calmness he had just regained completely collapsed at this moment, and his ears suddenly became a little hot.

"Big Sister Morgan... what exactly do you want to do?"

"Nothing much. I just hate your composed attitude, you know..." Her slender fingers traced along Asher's cheek. "The more composed you appear, the more I like to see your composure gradually crumble."

"Are you a pervert...?"

Asher was silent for a long while, covering his burning ears and lowering his eyes. Because if he looked up, he would definitely see Morgan's eyes, which were definitely full of teasing right now.

"Hehehe... a pervert? Maybe I am."

The faint sound of a woman's happy laughter came from the entrance of the forest.

"All right, let's continue training!"

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"Phew, finally over."

When he returned to the Land of Shadows, Asher already felt physically and mentally exhausted. He changed his clothes when he returned to his room, lay on the big bed to rest for a while, and then slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Being with Morgan was truly a test of one's psychological resilience.

After taking a sip of the water from the magic cauldron and recovering a bit of energy, Asher left the room and headed to the castle's main hall.

Every time after training, he liked to go to the main hall to accompany the lonely old... beautiful girls, with the beautiful name of asking for advice, but in reality, it was just to chat and relax.

And as Asher walked along a long corridor towards the palace's main hall, he didn't notice that a crow was silently following behind him...

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