Fate:Trained By God Slayer and Witch

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Morgan le Fay slowly leaned down, a sweet scent enveloping Asher. He looked at the woman lying on top of him, feeling a little dazed.

So, what does this have to do with the Death Goddess's Mark?

What kind of goddess leaves a mark like this?

"Don't worry, it'll be over soon. Close your eyes." Her voice gained an undeniable command as she finished speaking.

If Asher was King Arthur, then Morgan le Fay at this moment was more like an empress, her presence exerting an overwhelming pressure that made resistance impossible.

Asher could only close his eyes.

Morgan stared at him, her fingers gently stroking his face, her lips slightly parted as she kissed Asher's neck, and then, she sucked hard.

Asher felt a faint sting, but soon after, she released her mouth, a friendly smile on her face: "Thanks for tasting."

"With this, the mark is temporarily complete."

"It's that simple to get the Death Goddess's Mark?" Asher was stunned, thinking, Sister, are you bluffing me? I didn't feel any magic fluctuations, and you're telling me the mark is already on me?

"It's not strange that you can't feel it now." Morgan le Fay adjusted Asher's collar. "This mark isn't completed in a day or two. Come to me once a week from now on, and after half a year, the mark will be completely on you."

"Still don't understand?" Seeing Asher's doubtful expression, Morgan le Fay's finger traced the clearly visible kiss mark on his neck. "Didn't you take the White Dragon's essence blood before? It's similar to that; it requires time, because if the Death Goddess's Mark is given to you all at once, your body won't be able to withstand such overwhelming death energy and you'll die on the spot."

That terrifying?

Asher couldn't help but feel solemn. If that were the case, it would be understandable. After all, he had indeed taken the White Dragon's essence blood before, and after that, he truly achieved the body of the White Dragon, with greatly enhanced magic and physical capabilities.

The Death Goddess's Mark... sounds very powerful.

"My neck felt cold just now. What did you do earlier, Sister Morgan?" Asher asked, looking at Morgan le Fay with suspicion at the end.

"Just like when you took the White Dragon's essence blood before, the mark is transmitted through liquid. I am the Death Goddess, so I can only transfer the mark to you using a special method. Of course, you can also gradually gain the mark by drinking my blood," Morgan le Fay explained seriously. "But that method is ultimately not as fast as me personally implanting the mark on you."

"As for what method I used... you don't need to worry about it. Just remember that Sister won't harm you, that's enough."

Although there were still many questionable points in Morgan le Fay's words, Asher didn't overthink it, because the previous White Dragon essence blood was indeed obtained by consuming blood.

Thinking of this, Asher couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Morgan had truly helped him too much. Even if her previous blessings as the Death Goddess and giving him the White Dragon's body were preparations for him to pull the Caliburn, she had indeed given him too much.

Now, she even intended to bestow upon him the so-called Death Goddess's Mark.

"Although I'm at a disadvantage, there's nothing I can do." Morgan le Fay sighed softly. "To make you stronger, Sister can only make a small sacrifice."

Why is Morgan so good to me?

Is it just because I'm King Arthur now?

Or is it a reward for me pulling the Caliburn? After all, she did say she would give me a reward before...

Asher felt a surge of emotion in his heart. He could only silently remember this kindness and decided to repay her when she faced difficulties in the future.

"Alright, don't think so much. You go back for now. Lily will worry if you disappear for too long." Morgan le Fay patted Asher's shoulder. "Go on, I'll arrange for you to meet your Shishou tonight, don't worry."

Asher nodded heavily, took two steps towards the basement exit, but couldn't help but turn back to look at Morgan le Fay, bowing slightly.

"Thank you, Sister Morgan."

"It's nothing, you're King Arthur now. Your strength increasing is also beneficial to me," Morgan le Fay smiled, watching Asher leave the basement.

Then, her previous smile grew even deeper.

She raised her hand and stretched languidly, slowly exhaling.

The Death Goddess's Mark... in a sense, that's indeed true.

After all, it's a mark left on him by the Death Goddess, isn't it?

Alright, now it's time for some serious business.

Morgan le Fay picked up a small bottle. The blood in the bottle gently swayed, looking enchantingly beautiful in the firelight.

This was the blood just drawn from Asher.

She gently swirled the blood in the bottle, staring at it intently.

After a long time, Morgan le Fay put down the small bottle, and a hint of solemnity appeared in her eyes for the first time.

There's indeed a slight problem.

Could it be that Asher hasn't completely obtained the authority of the White Dragon yet?

Asher now possessed the body of the White Dragon, but Britain's will still resided within Vortigern.

No wonder Vortigern hastily fled into the Otherworld. Did it already anticipate that I would come to kill it?

One possesses the shell, while the other possesses the will of Britain.

However, does it think that by regaining its original power in the Otherworld, it can contend with me?

Still a bit too naive.

Once Asher unifies all the tribes, they can capture Vortigern and completely extract its last value.

As long as Britain's will is also transferred to Asher, Vortigern can truly die.

But before that, it's necessary to further enhance Asher's mental strength.

As for the method of enhancement...

Morgan tilted her head, pondering for a while.

The method of leaving a mark on him just now seemed quite good.

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Late at night, Asher lay in bed, staring blankly at the dark ceiling.

He felt a little excited at the thought of seeing his Shishou soon.

But he had to fall asleep first to see her... Thinking about it suddenly made him feel a bit stressed.

After all, it's really hard to fall asleep when you're full of anticipation; the more you try to sleep, the less you can.

Never mind, don't think so much. Close my eyes, think of nothing.

Asher closed his eyes, mentally telling himself not to overthink.

Time quietly passed.

One minute, five minutes, ten minutes, half an hour...

"No, I can't fall asleep at all!" Asher suddenly threw off the covers.

The thought of seeing his Shishou once he fell asleep made him even more excited. In such a state, it was too difficult to fall asleep.

"What's wrong?" A voice suddenly came from beside him.

Asher was startled, and turned his head in the direction of the voice.

Even in the dim light, he could clearly see those bright holy blue eyes, and hear that clear voice.

"Is something troubling you?" she then asked.

"Lily?!" Asher abruptly sat up, looking at the girl in front of him. "Why are you in my room? Aren't you resting?"

"I couldn't find you just now, so I came to check your room, and you happened to come in right then. So I thought I'd wait until you fell asleep before leaving." Artoria said, sitting on the edge of the bed at the end. "Is something troubling you? You seem very agitated."

"It's not really a problem... I just want to sleep but can't." Asher sighed, then suddenly remembered something. He looked up at the girl, placing both hands on her shoulders.

"Lily."

Artoria looked at Asher in confusion, and after gazing into his tightly fixed eyes for a moment, she inadvertently shifted her gaze.

"What is it?"

"Why don't you just knock me out?" Asher said.

Thump.

Without giving Asher a chance to speak further, with a muffled thud, Asher fell back onto the bed.

Before losing consciousness, he took one last look at Artoria, thinking, This girl is truly straightforward. She just knocks me out when I ask? Without even a single wasted word.

Asher's vision completely plunged into darkness.

Slowly, this darkness was replaced by some kind of light.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw familiar surroundings.

"Sister Morgan really keeps her word." Asher ran excitedly down the long corridor to his room.

He opened the door but didn't find Scathach.

It seems Shishou really did leave something in my room last time and came to get it? Asher thought, then turned and walked towards Scathach's room.

Probably because it was a dream, the night corridor was unusually quiet.

Asher quietly opened Scathach's room.

He indeed saw Scathach in the room... and the girl sitting next to Scathach.

It looks like a late-night chat between mother and daughter, perhaps?

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