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Someone once asked Asher, "Do you know what hell looks like?" At that time, Asher couldn't answer him, because he truly didn't know what hell looked like.
But now, he can answer. The so-called hell is the room he's currently in. How to put it... Asher never thought he'd be sweating profusely out of fear. From the moment he learned that everything that happened in his dream was being live-streamed by a certain white-haired brat, Asher knew he could die peacefully.
Of course, Asher still held a glimmer of hope. He tried to muddle through with answers like "eheh" or "I don't know anything." However, upon seeing Scathach gently tapping her palm with her staff and Morgan's sneer, he knew his time was up.
Except for Artoria, who kept her head down and didn't utter a sound throughout, everyone participated in the interrogation. Oh, and there were two spectators: Merlin and Vivian.
Two hours later, Asher leaned against the wall as he left the room.
"You call this not treating me like a prisoner?" Asher sighed, clutching his waist. "Looks like I'll be bedridden for another two days."
The two hours in the room were hell for Asher. As he left, that obnoxious white-haired mage behind him even feigned concern, asking if he needed help. But Asher ignored Merlin, silently adding this grudge to his mental list. Merlin being annoying wasn't a new development, Asher had known that for a long time. While he wanted revenge, he simply didn't have the energy to deal with Merlin. He felt so weak, as if he'd been emptied out.
In reality, what made Asher feel weak wasn't his body, but his spirit. At first, Asher wondered why everyone's gazes were so hostile. Later, he found out it was all that brat Merlin's doing. That annoying white-haired person had let everyone see what happened in Asher's dream, essentially a live broadcast. And some things Asher would never normally say were casually spoken in the dream, even ending with a kiss from the Saintess. One could only imagine the kind of torture Asher endured.
As for the cruel methods, they won't be detailed here, but Uathach brought out handcuffs and shackled him, while Vivian thoughtfully produced a black cloth to blindfold Asher. Yes, just like gutting a fish, usually if you cover a fish with a damp cloth or cover its eyes, it won't struggle. Asher experienced a similar treatment. If anyone asked Asher if he'd ever seen hell, he could proudly tell them: "I have, in my room."
After finally enduring the interrogation, Asher was practically a dead fish. But he didn't want to just lie in bed playing dead. After all, he hadn't shown his face for several days. If he didn't go out and check on the progress of the work in the administrative office, those people would probably forget about him, King Arthur.
Upon reaching the administrative office, Asher found that most of the Knights of the Round Table were present. This was because the battle with Vortigern had caused a massive earthquake in Britain, resulting in the collapse of many residential buildings and even large sections of the outer city walls. Reconstruction was now underway, and the knights couldn't afford to be lazy for the sake of the people.
"King Arthur?" Lancelot looked at the young man at the door with a touch of surprise. "When did you wake up?"
"Just woke up a little while ago," Asher replied. In fact, he had been awake for some time, but he couldn't very well say he had just been subjected to inhumane torture, so he had to use vague words to gloss over it.
"You still don't look so good, don't push yourself too hard, King Arthur," Gawain said with a smile.
Asher smiled. "It's fine. With Shishou and Sister taking care of me, I've almost fully recovered, don't worry."
"King Arthur, I think I heard your voice a little while ago... you must have been awake for some time, right?"
Kai's voice came from nearby. He looked up, a gentle smile on his face. "Although you usually train a lot, your body is in excellent shape, but you still need to be moderate."
Hearing Kai's words, Lancelot paused slightly, then observed Asher carefully for a moment, before nodding gently and saying, "A moderate amount of relaxation is fine, but excessive indulgence is not good."
Suddenly, the administrative office fell silent. A group of Knights of the Round Table stared directly at Asher, various explicit images uncontrollably popping into the minds of the upright knights, making Asher question his life. Asher felt awkward for a moment. He wanted to say that he wasn't weak from excessive indulgence, but if he said he was tortured by those people... that might be even worse, right?
However, amidst the awkwardness, Asher secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed these knights didn't hold a grudge against him because of his White Dragon identity. At least, their current attitudes were quite good. He didn't know if Artoria had done some ideological work, or if these Knights of the Round Table had simply come to terms with it themselves. In any
case, this was a good thing.
"Aren't you coming in?" A faint voice came from behind. Asher turned around, and it was Artoria. Asher subconsciously took a small step back. Artoria walked straight into the administrative office.
Then, she began today's meeting, and Asher listened to the knights' discussions from the side, gaining a general understanding of the administrative activities they had been engaged in these past few days.
There was another thing that concerned Asher, which was the attitude of the Knights of the Round Table towards Artoria. If the previous Artoria was just a minor presence always by Asher's side, now she had become the one with the strongest presence.
This was probably due to Artoria's role as "acting king" during Asher's unconsciousness, which helped her manage state affairs. This also gave the Knights of the Round Table a deeper understanding of this female knight.
"Do you have any concerns, Artoria?" At this moment, Agravain suddenly asked. He felt that Artoria's usual calm demeanor seemed different from now, as if she was troubled by something, and her gaze occasionally strayed towards Asher. Artoria's eyes were slightly unfocused, as if she hadn't heard Agravain's voice.
"Lily?" It wasn't until Asher called out again that she snapped out of her daze. She then composed herself slightly and let out a faint cough. "Sorry, I was just thinking about some things. Let's continue with today's meeting."
Despite forcefully changing the subject, the Knights of the Round Table clearly weren't focused on state affairs. Each of them looked at Artoria with great concern. After several days of testing, they had all recognized this court steward beside King Arthur. Her excellent administrative abilities and serious personality had gained everyone's approval. Seeing the girl deviate from her usual composure and become so distracted, they
couldn't help but feel a little worried.
After the meeting, the knights left the administrative office one by one. Lancelot approached Asher, wanting to ask Asher to inquire about Artoria's condition.
"My King, Artoria seems a bit strange. If possible, I would like to ask if you could help guide her?" When he heard Lancelot's request, Asher glanced at Artoria, who seemed to be in a daze, and then readily agreed with a nod. In fact, Asher would have done this even without Lancelot asking.
From the time Morgan and Scathach were interrogating Asher, Artoria had been silently sitting in a corner, looking distracted. It was clear she had something on her mind. Whether as a friend or out of concern for a subordinate, Asher felt it was necessary to see what was bothering Lily.
"Then I'll trouble you, King Arthur," Lancelot said, then winked at Kai nearby, and nodded slightly to Gawain, before stepping out of the administrative office.
"Ah, right, right," Gawain suddenly clapped his hands,
looking as if he had just realized something, and asked, "Lancelot, I remember that no attendants usually pass through the administrative office, right?"
"That's correct. This place is designated for meetings of the Knights of the Round Table and is an extremely important venue. No one other than the Knights of the Round Table is allowed inside, so naturally, no attendants would pass through," Lancelot said with a serious expression and a firm voice. "Not just attendants, not even nobles can enter the administrative office!"
"This is indeed a very heavily guarded place!" Gawain clapped his hands, applauding. "Once we leave, no one else can enter."
"That's right, absolutely no one else will enter," Bedivere said solemnly from the side. "This is such a quiet place."
Agravain's mouth was slightly open, as if he wanted to say something, but he was immediately muffled by Gawain, who, like a gorilla-like Prince Charming, vigorously patted Agravain's slender shoulder and said, "Agravain, speaking of which, you were planning to go to the training ground to practice your martial arts, right? I'll go with you."
"Alright, let's go, Agravain," Kai also patted Agravain's shoulder. So, before Agravain could speak, he was ushered out of the administrative office by a group of Knights of the Round Table. Before leaving, Gawain looked at Asher again and smiled, "King Arthur, this is a very quiet place, and absolutely no one will enter, so please rest assured."
"Ah... um... I understand," Asher replied. He felt a bit bewildered, momentarily unsure what these people were up to.
"Trust me, I stake my title as the Sun Knight that absolutely no one... I mean, absolutely no one will enter, so please rest assured," Gawain gave a thumbs-up, revealing his white teeth, his smile bright, as if saying, "We can only help you this far," or perhaps, "Brother, you're set." After Gawain finished speaking, the administrative office door closed, leaving only the bewildered Asher and Artoria, who was silently sitting in a chair.
Outside the administrative office.
"Lancelot, do you think King Arthur knows her feelings?"
Saintly Knight Percival asked Lancelot in a low voice.
"She should know... After all, all of us can see it, let alone the King," Lancelot said with a wry smile. "But is this really appropriate for us to do? To make them interact in such a direct way." The Knights of the Round Table were basically all aware of Artoria's feelings. In fact, they all quite approved of King Arthur and Artoria getting together. After all, this court steward was so capable; it would be good if the King could keep her by his side permanently.
"Isn't this Lily's wish too?" Kai said. "You've seen her ability. If she can be with King Arthur, she'll surely be even more enthusiastic in helping out, right? Besides, King Arthur is no longer young; it's time for him to choose someone to be Queen."
"Is that Sir Ector's idea too?" Gawain asked with a smile.
"Father does have that idea, but mainly Lily herself has this desire," Kai said.
"I don't object to this, but Gawain," Agravain looked coldly at Gawain, "have you considered what to do about Morgan?" By now, he was also very clear that, without a doubt, that woman definitely liked King Arthur. If Artoria and King Arthur were together, once the witch became enraged, Britain could very likely fall into crisis again.
"Agravain, you're only seeing the second layer," Gawain shook his head, glancing into the administrative office through the crack in the door. "Actually, Morgan probably wants King Arthur to marry her sister more than we do."
"We can talk about these things later. Aren't you leaving yet?" Lancelot interrupted their conversation.
"You go first, I want to stay and watch," Gawain said
with a smile.
Lancelot frowned. "Peeping is not a knightly act." "And you all, do you also want to stay?" He then scanned the other knights.
"I want to stay and watch too, after all, this concerns King Arthur's lifelong happiness."
"Mm... me too."
"You all..." Lancelot looked at his companions with a pained expression and sighed, "This kind of behavior completely goes against the honor of a knight!"
"Then why are you still here?" Agravain suddenly asked.
"I..." Lancelot was momentarily speechless, but then he quickly straightened his chest. "I am here to protect the King's safety!"
Inside the administrative office. Asher rubbed the back of his head, sighing inwardly. Did these people misunderstand something? He wasn't stupid; of course, he knew what these Knights of the Round Table were thinking, but it was completely unnecessary. He couldn't possibly do anything in a place where he usually handled state affairs, could he?
And was Gawain getting too carried away? If Sister Morgan found out, she'd surely break Gawain's legs. Hmm... no, given Sister Morgan's personality, she'd probably praise Gawain greatly. After all, Asher was forced to make a Geis that he must marry Lily.
He was almost seventeen now, with only a little over a year left until adulthood. After adulthood, the Geis would probably take effect, and by then, he wouldn't be able to refuse marrying Lily even if he wanted to.
Actually, Asher wasn't against it, just a bit annoyed. If he married Lily, what about Shishou and Sister? Would he announce that he was marrying Lily, and then turn around and say, "You're all my wings"? He felt that Shishou would most likely smile at him, then stab him with a spear and send him to the Hall of Valor.
Asher shook his head slightly, temporarily dismissing these thoughts. It was fine, he still had a year. After a while, when Sister Morgan's anger subsided, he would ask her if there was a way to cancel the Geis. For now, he should first check on Lily's situation.
But, before that... Asher turned to the door, anger appearing in his eyes for the first time. Although I haven't done much since I took office, I'm still King Arthur, after all. Are you guys really peeping into the King's private life like this?
With Asher's current White Dragon body, if he wanted to, it would be more than enough to confirm if anyone was eavesdropping outside the room. And they said no one would ever enter the administrative office? What kind of person do these knights think he is? Besides, even if he did sleep with a subordinate, he definitely wouldn't want to be seen. So, Asher strode to the door and pushed it open.
Then, Asher saw a group of Knights of the Round Table stretching their muscles, and one even playing music with a sad expression. Asher glanced at Tristan. Hmm?
Is Tristan planning to play music to send me off cheerfully?
"Do you all have anything else?" Asher asked without batting an eyelid.
"Ah, um... we were just about to leave," Gawain immediately said with a smile. Asher scanned the others again.
"Mm, I was about to leave too."
"Yes, we were just about to leave. I didn't expect King Arthur to be so vigilant, hahaha." So, under Asher's gaze, the knights finally left. Asher withdrew his gaze, closed the administrative office door, turned around, and his eyes returned to Artoria. Alright... how should I start now?
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