Fate:Trained By God Slayer and Witch

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The two of them busied themselves in the forest for quite a while before finally resolving the issue of food for the night.

A fire lit up, and Asher and Artoria sat under a large tree, silently waiting for the freshly caught wild boar leg to roast.

"Your Rune words seem much more proficient than before," Asher said when he saw Artoria skillfully use Rune words to light the fire.

"Because I train every day," Artoria said. "Compared to you, there's still a big gap. Maybe I'll need to work hard for a long time to catch up to your current level."

After all, Asher had been learning Rune words five years earlier than her, so there was a huge difference in their proficiency.

"It's okay, this isn't your specialty, so it's normal that you can't catch up to me in this regard," Asher comforted her. "Isn't your swordsmanship better than mine?"

"Your swordsmanship isn't bad either," Artoria replied calmly.

"Where? There's still a big gap compared to you, but I think my spearmanship is quite good," Asher said.

"Humility is a knight's virtue," Artoria glanced at Asher.

This girl was still young. Although her tone sounded quite mature, judging from her appearance, she was basically just a big l*li.

"I'm just a squire," Asher spread his hands. "I'm different from you, who aspires to become the King of Knights."

Artoria was silent for a moment, then glanced at Asher. "It's never wrong to be a little humble."

"Honesty is also a knight's virtue," Asher said seriously. "I think my spearmanship is pretty good, but if I had just said my spearmanship was so-so, wouldn't that be lying?"

The fourteen-year-old girl couldn't help but be stunned when she heard such twisted logic.

She knew Asher's answer was problematic, but she didn't know how to refute it.

"It's done," Asher suddenly said.

The wild boar leg in front of the fire faintly emitted a fragrant aroma. Asher had added some seasoning earlier, and it looked very delicious now, making one's mouth water.

Artoria inadvertently wiped the corner of her mouth, shifted her gaze away from the wild boar leg, and maintained her composure. "We are here for rigorous training. Logically, we shouldn't be enjoying ourselves like this… but considering that we might not have such opportunities in the next two months, so—"

Before Artoria could finish speaking, Asher glanced at her, picked up the wild boar leg, and took a bite under Artoria's unwavering gaze.

In that instant, Asher felt a terrifying resentment instantly?? Facing Artoria's resentful gaze, Asher conjured another roasted pig leg as if by magic. "Just kidding."

Just kidding? Eating in front of a foodie… even if the other person had been talking about knightly spirit before, Asher didn't feel very safe.

"You're such a mean-spirited fellow," Artoria took the roasted pig leg Asher handed over and glanced at him again. Only then did the previous unfriendly look in her eyes fade a bit.

"You should have known long ago," Asher shrugged, not caring about Artoria's words.

In fact, Asher's personality had always been like this, but unfortunately, the people he usually faced were either big sisters who were several generations older than him… or his Shishou.

If he dared to be so cheeky in front of those two, he would probably have been pressed to the ground and rubbed raw long ago.

However, he could let his true self go in front of Artoria or Uathach.

Actually, Asher had once been cheeky in front of Scáthach at the beginning, but after that, he was subjected to crazy extra training, so much so that Asher still had psychological trauma to this day.

Similarly, Morgan le Fay was the same. Rather, that woman was more troublesome than Shishou. He had been "played" like this even without provoking Morgan. If he had tried to tease her, he didn't know what terrifying things would have happened.

But… maybe he could try?

Asher suddenly had a bold idea.

For example, if one day she suddenly ran into his bed again like last night, he would let her know that he was also a normal man, and daring to tease a normal man would come at a price!

Hmm… that's right, next time she dares to tease him like this, he must give her a taste of her own medicine!

Asher secretly made up his mind.

A gust of cold wind blew from the distant forest, the chilling wind making one's body almost break out in goosebumps.

Asher's body trembled slightly, and he turned his head to look at Artoria. "Lily…"

"I know," Artoria said softly. "It's getting closer, let's watch out for each other."

"Leave it to me!" Asher replied, throwing the wild boar bones on the ground and silently picking up the red spear beside him.

In the night forest, the leaves rustled, and a creature let out a shrill howl.

Asher closed his eyes and felt the wind and grass around him.

There was a sound of rapid footsteps approaching from a distance, very fast, it was rapidly approaching their direction!

Then—

That sound suddenly disappeared.

Asher opened his eyes blankly.

"What happened?"

Artoria opened her eyes, also showing a look of confusion.

She had just felt some creature rapidly approaching as well, but in the next second, that approaching sound suddenly disappeared.

But her intuition told her that the danger was still there.

"Move back, it's above!"

Asher suddenly grabbed Artoria's wrist and pulled her back. At that moment, a huge creature suddenly crashed onto the ground.

Premonition.

If they had still been standing there, they would have been smashed into a puddle of minced meat long ago.

"What is that?" Artoria looked at the unknown demonic creature in front of her in surprise.

It looked like an undead, but it wasn't quite.

Growing up, she had never seen a giant undead with a pair of wings.

"Don't worry about what it is for now, you find a way to lure it, and I'll kill it!" Asher said decisively.

There was no time to consider what kind of strange demonic creature this was. There were so many weird and chaotic demonic creatures in this era, how could they possibly know the name of every single one?

Artoria nodded and glanced at the red spear in Asher's hand.

She knew the secret of that red spear, it was a weapon that was basically a guaranteed kill once it struck.

"Leave it to me," Artoria said, already drawing her longsword and stepping forward.

Asher attacked from the side. It wasn't that he wasn't worried about Artoria's situation, but she didn't like others worrying about her all the time. This girl had a somewhat strong personality. If he protected her in everything, it would only make her feel like a burden, and then she would be very unhappy.

That's why the age of a big l*li is so troublesome!

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