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Asher quickly arrived at the alchemy workshop. Morgan was still concocting potions, acting as if she hadn't noticed someone walking up behind her. A warm light enveloped the entire workshop. A small white mouse in a corner seemed to have lost a lot of weight and was now lying sprawled in its cage, probably having been deprived of food after speaking ill of Morgan in front of Asher.
"Sister Morgan, what potion are you concocting?" Asher asked curiously. The white mouse, which had been playing dead nearby, immediately squeaked, "Be careful, it's definitely an aph."
Morgan curved her finger and flicked it towards the white mouse in the air. Flames erupted under the cage.
The white mouse shrieked and was forced to dance disco in its cage. She turned to Asher, a strand of hair falling down, and smiled lightly. "Don't listen to it. It's just a truth serum."
"Don't you still have truth serum in your room?" Asher asked, puzzled.
"That's ordinary truth serum. I'm making a special truth serum that can make a certain individual tell the truth as well." "Would you like to help me test if it works, Big Sister?" Morgan placed her index finger on her lips, tilted her head slightly, and waved the potion bottle in her hand. Her slender fingers were adorned with alluring red nail polish.
Asher shook his head flatly. "If you need a test subject, isn't there one right there?" He finished by pointing to the white mouse that was still dancing.
"That's true. I'll test the potion on it later," Morgan's tone suddenly shifted. "By the way, did you need something from me, Big Sister?" "It's late, and it's not like you to come find me now." "It can't be that you're bored in your room and want to play with Big Sister somewhere else, can it?"
"..." Asher took a second to process that before reacting.
He quickly shook his head and said, "I'm a little concerned about that figure King Marco projected from my blood at that time."
Morgan leaned against the table, sitting with her hands supporting her behind her back, and chuckled, "What a shame. If you had other ideas, I might even consider agreeing to them."
Asher watched Morgan playing with a strand of fine hair and said helplessly, "How could I possibly be thinking of such things?" If Lily, or Shishou, or anyone else happened to stumble upon that suggestive scene at the door, his innocence for this lifetime would probably be ruined. If Morgan's children saw it, he'd probably be buried alive by Morgan on the spot.
"Oh dear, then why don't you think about it now?"
Morgan gently lifted the hem of her skirt. A section of her tender white thigh was revealed beneath the black and gold short skirt, taking on a warm glow under the dim light. "Are you thinking about it now?" she slightly straightened her toes.
Asher swallowed, nodding. "A little..."
"Just a little?"
"A lot," Asher said. Morgan's lips curved slightly, and she said contentedly, "You want to ask me if I have a way to project that figure from your blood again, to confirm if the person inside you is the one Skadi is looking for?" She tempts me and then changes the subject? What about "Ash"? Asher shook his head, dispelling the alluring image and bold thoughts he had just seen, and said, "Yes, do you have a way?"
Morgan regrettably shook her head. "If I knew what method that druid used back then, I could do it, but I don't know what method King Marco's druid used to project the image from your blood."
"If you find that druid, you'll have a way, right?"
"Yes, actually, I have thought about it. I'm also quite curious whether the entity inside you is dead or alive. If it's dead, that's best. If it's not dead... I hope to kill it." As she finished speaking, a rare ruthlessness appeared on Morgan le Fay's face that even Asher could sense. Even if she usually appeared gentle, it was only when Asher was present. Essentially, Morgan le Fay was still the witch who would stop at nothing to achieve her goals.
Morgan lightly crossed her right leg over her left, and said with a smile, "By the way, although I don't think you're that foolish, I'll remind you anyway." "That goddess is interested in something within your body that concerns her, not you. If that thing inside you isn't dead, whose body do you think this will be once it awakens?"
Asher nodded gently. He had naturally thought of this point, but from Skadi's words, the great god, suspected to be Odin, should already be dead... probably. But Sister Morgan, too, he still needed to be careful.
"So, for your sake, and for Big Sister's sake, you must be careful," Morgan said gently, stroking Asher's head. "Big Sister likes you, not this body of yours, understand?"
Asher nodded seriously.
"I've had people continue to monitor King Marco. That druid should still be in his territory, if nothing unexpected happened. We'll go check it out together later." Morgan's smile faded considerably. "After all, if the other party keeps hiding like a turtle, we can only take the initiative."
"That'll also confirm the druid's location," Asher said.
"Mhm," Morgan nodded, then looked at Asher again. "Do you have anything else?"
"No," Asher shook his head.
"How strange..." Morgan muttered to herself. Didn't that
woman Scathach tell her disciple about the situation in the Land of Shadows? Otherwise, why would he come find her instead of seeing his Shishou off?
"What's wrong, Sister Morgan?" Asher noticed Morgan's odd behavior and couldn't help but ask. So she really didn't tell him? Morgan's eyes flickered, but after a struggle, she sighed. "I knew I shouldn't have brought it up. That way, you wouldn't blame me later."
"What do you mean?"
"If nothing unexpected happens, your Shishou should be preparing to return to the Land of Shadows right now," Morgan said. Asher was startled.
"Shishou's returning to the Land of Shadows? Did
something happen?"
"I don't know the specifics, but it seems there was a conflict with Alba, so she needs to go back and control the situation to prevent it from escalating into war.
After all, no one likes war," Morgan suddenly smiled at the end. It seemed quite ironic for her, the goddess who controlled death and war, to say she didn't like war.
"Are you leaving?" Morgan asked, seeing Asher turn around.
"I need to go see Shishou's situation," Asher looked back at Morgan. "Do you want to come along, Sister Morgan?"
Morgan grabbed a potion bottle, casually extinguished the flames under the cage nearby, and the white mouse lay weakly in the cage, panting.
"My potion concocting isn't finished yet. You go by yourself." Her going with Asher to see Scathach off... it just feels a little odd.
"Don't stay up too late," Asher reminded her. Morgan chuckled softly, her eyes filled with tenderness. "If you're worried about Big Sister, why don't you come find me tonight~?" Looking at Asher who had already run out, Morgan added, "Oh, by the way, it's fine here in the
alchemy workshop too."
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