Fate:Trained By God Slayer and Witch

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"Ash?!"

Uathach was chatting with Scathach, and her eyes lit up slightly when she turned to see Asher, but she quickly coughed twice.

"You're here."

At this moment, the girl looked dignified and serene, her purple hair naturally cascading down to her slender waist, and a pair of clear, bright purple eyes. She would secretly glance at Asher from time to time but always remained seated at the head of the bed.

Sister, did you switch accounts or something?

Being so cold and aloof doesn't suit you at all.

"Shishou." Asher looked at the woman next to Uathach.

Scathach merely nodded slightly. "Uathach and I talked, and I let her come in to see you."

Originally, Scathach hadn't planned to let her daughter meet Asher so soon, but seeing Uathach's "I'm going to die without Ash" expression these past few days, she couldn't quite bear it after all.

Although she was as strict as ever during training, it was still necessary to take care of Uathach in terms of daily life.

"Why did it take you so long to pull the sword? Did you fail?" Uathach glanced at Asher, still maintaining her aloof demeanor.

Asher scratched his face. "I guess it was a success, but I accidentally became King Arthur, so it will take a while longer before I can return."

"So, that big commotion in a certain direction at that time was caused by you? In that case, you won't be able to come back, will you...?" Uathach's voice suddenly grew much quieter as she finished speaking.

Some time ago, Asher pulled the Caliburn, and on that day, countless beams of light shot into the sky from a certain direction, as if piercing the firmament. Even from the Land of Shadows, they could clearly see the dazzling light from there.

Thinking about it now, that was probably celebrating the birth of the new king.

"Did Mama know about this already?" Uathach turned to look at Scathach.

Scathach nodded lightly, not denying it.

Uathach's face quickly showed some displeasure, and she muttered to herself, "That's why I told you not to trust that woman's words, but you didn't believe me. Now look, it's hard to come back, isn't it?"

Uathach seemed to have suddenly forgotten her "aloof mode" and grabbed Asher's collar, shaking him desperately. "How are you going to come back after this? Why don't you just escape now?"

Asher was almost shaken dizzy by Uathach. Fortunately, Scathach intervened in time, holding Uathach's wrist. "This is also his own decision. Respect his choice."

"And... you will come back, won't you?" Scathach said, looking at Asher at the end, a faint smile on her face.

Even now, the geis left on Asher had never been activated, which meant Asher was still always leaning towards the Land of Shadows.

Even if the Death Goddess tried every possible way to keep him in Britain, he still wanted to come back.

That was enough.

One day, her disciple would still return.

I never thought that seemingly shrewd woman would make such a mistake.

Scathach gently shook her head, regretting Morgan le Fay's foolishness.

She thought Morgan had found a way to keep Asher, but it turned out she was just using her disciple's feelings for her, forcing him to stay in Britain to help.

But this would eventually come to an end. Once Britain's internal strife and external threats were resolved, Asher would still return.

Listening to Scathach's words, Asher nodded heavily: "Of course, the Land of Shadows is my real home. It's just that I need to deal with things there first before I can return."

"Are you really coming back, Ash?" Uathach's eyes suddenly lit up, as if she had seen hope.

Asher nodded affirmingly.

Uathach wrapped her arm around Asher's shoulder and said happily, "I knew you didn't give up on us, Ash!"

As she finished speaking, the girl hugged Asher and swayed back and forth. Even in a dream, the pleasant sensation of skin touching through a layer of fabric still made one's heart flutter.

"Sister, it's hard to breathe like this... please loosen up a bit," Asher said with some difficulty.

"No way, I'm going to hold you like this, until I wake up in the morning!" Uathach pressed Asher down onto the soft bed, her cheek resting against Asher's chest, as if feeling his heartbeat.

"I really want to keep Ash's heart here forever, hehehe."

Uathach's smile was visibly gentle, but for some reason, seeing the smile on the girl's delicate and cute face made Asher feel inexplicably unnerved, even more so than when Morgan le Fay took him to the basement earlier.

"Shishou is still here... please be a little careful, Sister," Asher whispered, but his voice was still clear in the quiet room.

"It's fine, Mama won't mind. Actually, if it were Mama, I wouldn't mind either." Uathach turned to look at Scathach.

Scathach was quietly watching them, truly appearing like she was looking at her own son and daughter. Her usually regal and cold eyes had softened slightly.

"Mama, how about you lie down and rest for a bit too?" Uathach said softly.

"We're only in a dream now anyway; resting in a dream wouldn't have much meaning, would it?" Scathach turned to look outside.

"And... that woman is probably still silently watching all of this, right?"

Uathach frowned slightly, then let out a soft snort: "Let's ignore her. Let's just act as we normally would. Let that so-called Death Goddess know that even if she keeps Ash in Britain, it's useless. He still wants to come back anyway; keeping his body holds no meaning at all."

Uathach was wearing cute pink pajama bottoms, revealing large expanses of pale white skin on her thighs. Her long legs rested perfectly on Asher's legs. As she finished speaking, she closed her eyes, enjoying the peacefulness.

"After this is over, I wonder how long it will be until we meet again," Uathach said after a long while, reopening her eyes and gazing at Asher, a hint of dimness in her purple eyes.

Seeing the atmosphere suddenly become a bit heavy, Asher quickly comforted her, saying, "As long as we discuss it with Sister Morgan, it shouldn't be too difficult."

"Although her personality isn't great usually, she's surprisingly easy to talk to."

"You're defending that woman so much? Are you perhaps smitten with her?" Uathach asked, staring intently at Asher.

"I'm just speaking the truth," Asher sighed. "Think about it, if she wasn't willing, I wouldn't be able to see you at all, right?"

Uathach heard this, thought about it carefully, and even if reluctantly, she could only agree with Asher's statement.

Scathach looked at Asher, then at the girl resting on his chest, a hint of confusion on her face.

It truly was a bit illogical. Even if that goddess agreed to let Asher meet her, it shouldn't be this soon.

Did she give up on her disciple?

If so, that would be quite clever. After all, trying to completely take her disciple away is unrealistic, even if his body remains in Britain, it's useless...

"By the way, Ash, what's this on your neck? Are you injured?"

Just as Scathach thought this, she suddenly heard Uathach's voice. She turned to look and saw Uathach's fingers gently stroking a faint red mark on Asher's neck.

Scathach's earlier smile receded slightly, and her gaze fixed on the red mark. The original calmness in her red eyes gradually gained a hint of coldness.

This kind of mark... it doesn't look like a simple injury.

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