Fate:Trained By God Slayer and Witch

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The next morning, Scathach arrived at the training ground, observing her disciples who were diligently training.

The disciples, who had been slacking off before, immediately straightened up upon seeing Scathach—not out of excitement, but purely out of bone-deep fear.

Asher, when will you come back?!

Almost every disciple had this thought deep in their hearts.

When Asher was still in the Land of Shadows, Scathach occasionally took him for private training, allowing the disciples at the training ground some room to slack off. But ever since Asher left, Scathach's attention had fully returned to the training ground. A strict Shishou would not tolerate laziness, and the recent training had become excruciating.

"Mama." At this moment, a clear voice rang out. A purple-haired girl stepped lightly toward Scathach, her hands behind her back, studying her mother.

"You seem to be in a good mood today?"

"Oh?" Scathach raised an eyebrow slightly. "You can even tell that?"

"Of course, I'm your daughter after all. Not just me—if Ash were here, he'd probably be able to tell too." Uathach sighed. "I wonder when I'll see him again. He said he'd come back once he pulled the Caliburn. Was he really tricked by that woman into staying?"

"He stayed voluntarily." Scathach shook her head. "Don't worry. Barring any accidents, you'll see him again soon."

She had no intention of revealing what happened last night. Telling Uathach now wouldn't necessarily be good. Rather, silence might push Uathach to train even harder.

"Work hard," Scathach continued, "otherwise the next time you see him, you'll probably have been completely left behind."

"I know. I will work hard." Uathach clenched her small fists. After training a while longer, no matter if Ash stayed in Britain voluntarily or not, I will bring him back!

Scathach gently patted Uathach's head, watching her walk back to the training ground, then sighed helplessly.

Though it might not sound good, honestly, Asher staying in Britain made her feel relieved.

At least it allowed her to calm down for a while.

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Camelot Royal City

"It was Vortigern's doing, as expected." Morgan le Fay sat on the throne, her fingers rhythmically tapping the armrest.

Asher stood opposite her, watching carefully as he asked, "Are you saying the one who opened the Gate to the Otherworld was really Vortigern?"

"There's basically no doubt about it." Morgan le Fay raised her hand and stretched languidly, letting out a small yawn. "I went to their camp, and Vortigern is no longer there. His aura has completely vanished from this world."

Vortigern entered the Otherworld itself...?

Asher pondered silently.

To enter the Otherworld so eagerly, it was clear Vortigern feared Morgan le Fay's pursuit, which is why it dared to take such a risk. But if that's the case, it also meant the other party had completely given up on the foreign tribes.

Speaking of which, how would this war even be fought? With the Goddess of Death on their side from the start, there's no way the foreign tribes could win.

It seemed difficult to drive out the foreign tribes, but in reality, the scales of victory had tipped in their favor from the very beginning.

So everything is proceeding according to Morgan le Fay's plan...? From the moment I pulled the Caliburn, everything has been within her plan.

This woman is indeed very dangerous...

However, this way, they probably won't need more than three months to drive out all the foreign tribes. After that, he could return to the Land of Shadows.

"By the way, Sister Morgan, shouldn't you start thinking about establishing your prestige now?" Asher suddenly asked.

If they could drive out the foreign tribes in three months, Morgan le Fay would need to accomplish something within that time to gain command authority—something visible to others.

Morgan le Fay's eyes flickered slightly before she smiled. "You're right. I'll start planning. You focus on driving out those foreign tribes for now. After Vortigern left, there should be internal strife among them. Take this opportunity to resolve it all in one go."

Asher nodded, looking at Morgan le Fay's ever-serene smile.

Was the dream I had a few days ago real? Or just a simple dream?

It felt awkward to ask. If it was just a dream, wouldn't that be embarrassing?

"By the way, how was it seeing your Shishou last night?" Although Asher had intended to avoid this topic, Morgan le Fay brought it up frankly.

"Were you very moved?"

Asher came back to himself and shook his head. "Not at all moved."

"Oh really? If you weren't moved, then why were you so clingy with your Shishou as soon as you saw her?" Morgan le Fay sighed deeply. "Sister could satisfy you too. You really like your Shishou, don't you?"

"I just thought I was dreaming!" Asher answered loudly.

"You thought you were dreaming... so you hugged your Shishou?" Morgan smiled knowingly. "So, is that your heart's desire?"

Asher: "..."

Although he wanted to retort, he couldn't find a reason.

Last night, he indeed thought he was dreaming, which was why he hugged his Shishou and even used her lap as a pillow... These were things he only did when he was little; as he grew up, such intimate gestures became rarer.

But last night, even though he did that, Shishou said nothing... Does she still see me as a child?

Well, that makes sense. Since she watched him grow up from a young age, she would naturally see him through a child's eyes.

Asher recalled various past events and sighed helplessly.

But Shishou's eyes were really gentle last night... Was it because they hadn't seen each other for so long?

Thinking of Shishou's gaze as he lay on her lap yesterday, Asher felt warmth in his heart.

Scathach's gentle gaze was something he rarely saw; usually, she was stern... almost always that image.

All in all, meeting Shishou last night was probably the only good thing that had happened since he pulled the Caliburn, right?

"Oh, oh, oh, your mouth is about to split from smiling so much. So what happened last night really made you happy?" Morgan le Fay arched a finger and flicked Asher hard on the forehead.

"Thinking about another person in front of other women is the biggest taboo."

Asher winced, covering his forehead. "Scathach is my Shishou. What's wrong with missing my Shishou?"

"Then you don't like your Shishou at all? That kind of feeling between a man and a woman." Morgan le Fay narrowed her eyes, her gaze teasing.

Under those eyes that seemed to see through everything, Asher fell silent.

"Maybe... maybe just a little bit," Asher said after a moment. Then, as if to prove himself, he continued,

"But I definitely don't have that kind of feeling for Sister Morgan—"

"Are you really sure?" Morgan le Fay's lips curled up, her voice rising as she crossed one leg, looking down at Asher from above.

Looking at the woman in front of him, remembering the dream he had a few days ago, Asher quietly swallowed.

Okay, maybe just a little bit.

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