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Asher felt that these past few days had been strange, and the reason was Skadi. He believed he had never angered Skadi, yet every time he encountered her these days, he was met with a remarkably hostile gaze. When sparring with Skadi at the training ground, Skadi "accidentally" passed by and casually gave him an ice-cold treatment. As soon as he left the administrative office, he was inexplicably met with cold words. When he went out on patrol, he still encountered this goddess and was then subjected to an inexplicable chill attack.
"Did you do something to anger Miss Skadi?" After a few days of this, today, Asher and Artoria had just returned from a patrol. Feeling the very obvious icy gaze on his back, even Artoria couldn't help but ask.
"I didn't do anything," Asher paused, then continued, "Perhaps her menopause has arrived?" Under normal circumstances, Asher would never, ever say something like that, but lately, Skadi had truly gotten under his skin. He was usually a coward and had nothing to say... but even a lazy fish has a temper!
He was subjected to sarcasm during training with Skadi, and then given cold stares when he met her on the way back. Did she really think he had no temper?! If it weren't for the staffs Skadi had given him, Asher would have gotten angry already.
Well... actually, it was also because he didn't know what to do. He clearly hadn't angered her, but why did her gaze become more hostile day by day?
"Do you want to try talking to her?" Artoria tentatively suggested.
"Forget it, forget it. It would be terrible if she ambushed me and froze me into an ice sculpture." Asher waved his hand, rejecting the girl's suggestion. "The rest of the administrative work is up to you. I'm going back first," Asher continued.
"Okay, leave it to me!" Artoria nodded, looking quite cheerful. This was understandable. Ever since her relationship with Asher progressed that night, she had become much more energized. Although it was certainly embarrassing at first, she had come to terms with it afterward. She was now on the same starting line as Scathach and Imperial Sister; she should proudly hold her head high!
"Remember not to get so caught up in guiding your mana that you forget the time again," Artoria reminded him as she watched Asher return to his room. Asher had resumed using the staffs Skadi brought to guide his mana these past few days. He was becoming more and more proficient at this guidance, so much so that he forgot the time on several occasions. Sometimes, when Artoria secretly slipped into his room in the middle of the night, intending to "protect" the King's safety, she still found Asher guiding his mana.
"Don't worry, I'll pay attention to the time now," Asher said. With that, he walked away. After seeing Asher leave, Artoria entered the administrative office and began the day's administrative activities with the other Knights of the Round Table. And as the two left, Skadi quietly emerged from the shadows, her eyes seemingly burning with fury.
Seven days, it had been exactly seven days! These seven days, she had attacked Asher almost every night, vowing to turn him into an ice sculpture and teach this rude fellow a lesson. However, each time she failed. Last night, she was even kissed on the cheek by Asher, who also said a bunch of sweet nonsense.
Undoubtedly, this man was a scumbag! Skadi's judgment was wrong. Asher, this seemingly gentle and weak young man, was actually a super cunning villain! And now, she decided to punish this villain to vent the anger she had accumulated from being bullied by him these past few nights.
Meanwhile, Morgan, who was sitting bored in the
administrative office, suddenly yawned inexplicably. She rubbed her forehead and then murmured to herself, "Could I be catching a cold too?"
The setting sun gradually sank into the valley, and smoke curled up from distant homes.
"Finally used up one staff." In the room, Asher looked at the staff that had turned into dust in his hand, a satisfied expression on his face. By guiding the surging magical power within his body into the White Dragon's core, allowing the White Dragon's magic and the god's magic to merge, he felt very strong now, perhaps even capable of fighting his Shishou.
At this rate, he should be able to fully utilize his magical power in less than a year and a half. Asher picked up a brand new staff, placed it at the head of the bed, then walked to the window and gazed into the distance.
He had previously vaguely seen the grown-up Artoria when he woke up; that was not an illusion, but an accidental activation of Clairvoyance. As he continued to guide his magical power, he would be able to use Clairvoyance more easily, and eventually, he would probably truly Shishou this ability. Thinking about it carefully, his effortless Shishouy of the "prophecy" ability granted by Morgan back then was probably also thanks to Odin. After all, theoretically speaking, he and Odin should be one.
Frost suddenly formed in the room, and a chill seeped in through the crack in the door. Asher's expression remained unchanged, and he stepped forward to open the door.
"Hey!" Skadi, who was already standing at the door, immediately raised her staff and struck towards Asher's head, but he just sidestepped to avoid the attack, then raised his hand and chopped at Skadi's head. Asher had long known that Skadi couldn't use much of her power in this world. It might have been a bit difficult to deal with Skadi before, but now that he had become a White Dragon, suppressing her was very simple.
"Let go quickly, rude human!" Skadi raised her eyes, her gaze intensely cold. As she spoke, she tried to forcefully break free from Asher's hand, but it was useless. No matter how much she struggled, she couldn't break free.
This scene, if seen by an outsider who didn't know the details, would likely lead them to believe that King Arthur was about to inflict violence on the goddess.
Asher had no choice but to grab Skadi's wrist and pull this troublesome goddess into the room. Then, glancing at a passing maid who happened to be there, he saw her wide-eyed expression and immediately said with a smile, "Don't misunderstand, Miss Skadi and I have something to discuss."
The maid quickly nodded and said, "I understand, I didn't see anything, and I won't tell anyone!" Asher was speechless for a moment, then waved his hand, "Go on downstairs for now, come back to clean this area a bit later." After speaking, he turned his head, only to be met with a chop to his head from Skadi's hand.
However, as soon as she chopped Asher with her hand, Skadi immediately covered her hand and squatted on the ground. Is this guy's head made of iron?! It's too hard.
Skadi complained fiercely in her heart. If a certain Saintess were present, she would probably have a lot to talk about with Skadi right now.
"Laugh if you want to laugh!" Skadi said angrily, raising her eyes. Asher suppressed his laughter, seriously shaking his head, and extended his hand to Skadi: "I won't laugh. It's wrong to ridicule others; my Shishou taught me that."
"Didn't your Shishou teach you how to respect your elders?" Skadi gradually calmed down, raising her furious gaze. Remembering what had happened these past few nights, Skadi felt increasingly angry and embarrassed.
She raised her hand and brushed away Asher's extended hand, saying angrily, "Don't think this is over. Just you wait, I will definitely get my revenge."
"What exactly do you want to do?" Asher was utterly bewildered; he truly didn't understand what Skadi was thinking. Why was she so hostile towards him for no reason?
"Are you still playing dumb? Did you forget what happened last night?!" Asher froze, "Last night?" He remembered spending last night in his Shishou's room, the reason being that Morgan had commandeered his room, saying she had something to deal with and needed his room. Asher didn't mind and lent his room to Morgan.
"That's right, last night... last night you attacked my chest" Skadi seemed to have said something beyond her threshold of shame, stopping abruptly halfway through.
"I attacked your chest...?" Asher was stunned again, then his eyes slowly widened. "Wait, let me explain, I haven't been in my room these past few nights, you know?" he said. Skadi froze, then said angrily, "Impossible! If that's the case, then who have I been encountering these past few days?!"
"Sister Morgan borrowed my room these past few days..." Asher said, looking at Skadi with great sympathy.
"Morgan... the Death Goddess!" Skadi finally reacted. No wonder she felt an indescribable sense of unease from the very first day she met Asher. So this was why!
Seeing Skadi looking like she could explode at any moment, Asher kindly reminded her, "I advise you to calm down. You can't use much magic in this world, can you?
Going to Sister Morgan now would just be suicide."
"It's fine, I have other ways," Skadi said expressionlessly.
"What way" Asher's eyes widened slightly. His vision was covered by a thin layer of mist, then cold air enveloped his body, slowly forming ice. Skadi had actually ambushed Asher!
"Hmph hmph... you were careless, weren't you? This is what I taught you: don't trust women, especially goddesses." Skadi gently stroked the ice sculpture, looking into the eyes that were gazing back at her. She slowly said, "Morgan likes you a lot, doesn't she? These past few days, she's been disguising herself as you, going to great lengths to do all sorts of obnoxious things. I think she just wants me to hate you."
"So, if I do the opposite, she'll probably be furious, right?"
Asher's mouth opened slightly, as if to say something, but no sound came out. Skadi just smiled and slowly said, "Don't worry, I'll give you a chance to speak later." "For now, I'll just tease you a bit, and then I'll tell Morgan the news." Skadi said, picking Asher up and placing him on the bed.
Then, looking at the completely immobile young man, she fell into brief contemplation. How could she make that goddess angry? She needed to find a way to vent the frustration she had endured from Morgan these past few days. Skadi thought of this, and was about to step next to Asher, but at that moment, she heard a faint cracking sound. She froze, looking incredulously at Asher, who had been frozen solid.
Boom! The ice on Asher's body completely shattered into ice shards. His eyes turned a brilliant gold, bright as day.
Skadi was stunned, staring intently into Asher's eyes, her gaze slightly dazed. She didn't even notice the ice shards that brushed against her face, leaving a cut.
"Sorry... I'll heal you now." Asher stretched his limbs.
Noticing the cut on Skadi's face, he raised his hand, but it was immediately grasped by Skadi.
"Miss Skadi...?" Asher called out, puzzled. But Skadi didn't respond, only muttering, "It's really you." This warm magical power, there was absolutely no mistake...
Although it was mixed with the magical power of other gods, Odin's magical power was definitely among them.
Asher gave Skadi two strange looks, then raised his hand and waved it in front of her eyes, "What's wrong with you?" Skadi finally came back to her senses, then immediately shook her head and said, "Nothing. Are you still guiding your magical power every day?" Asher nodded, then lowered his head and thought for a moment.
He was considering whether to tell Skadi about seeing Odin in his dream. However, after careful consideration, he abandoned the idea. He would tell her next time, if he had the chance to see Odin again.
After seeing Skadi off, Asher immediately left the room and found Morgan le Fay. He had almost forgotten about the Geis. As long as this matter wasn't resolved, Asher wouldn't be able to rest easy. After finding Morgan and telling her his purpose, Morgan le Fay initially continued to feign ignorance, even claiming to be truly helpless.
However, after Asher used the "Sister Morgan must be omnipotent, right?" type of worshipful praise, Morgan finally reluctantly agreed to undo his second Geis, which was the vow to marry Lily.
However, as Asher was leaving, Morgan quietly added, "If you don't marry Lily, then you can marry me. You'll be of age in less than a year, and then it'll be time to marry a queen." But of course, Asher didn't pay too much attention. Marriage was too distant a concept for him.
Moreover, he was King Arthur; if he didn't want to get married himself, who could force him?
Days passed one by one. Asher spent every day between the administrative office and the training ground, sparring with Skadi, or training with Uathach. Occasionally, he would patrol outside with Artoria.
Every night he would guide his own magical power and deal with his Shishou and Morgan, who might appear in his room at any time, attempting to drain his magical power. However, what truly gave Asher the biggest headache was actually Artoria. She was a Red Dragon. A dragon! What kind of concept was a dragon? They possessed superhuman stamina and regeneration. While it was fine with Scathach or Morgan, battling Artoria was the most frustrating. It was truly a night of both joy and pain.
"King Arthur, have you decided on a queen candidate yet?" That night, Asher had just finished guiding his magic and fallen asleep when a grinning white-haired wizard appeared before him. Merlin floated in front of Asher, surrounded by endless grasslands. He smiled as he looked at Asher, who was lying spreadeagled on the grass.
In reality, Merlin never cared who pulled out the Sword in the Stone. However, if that person was Artoria, he would offer some help and guidance, but for others, he wasn't as invested. This included Asher. But for some reason, Merlin had been quite keen on the "Queen" position these past few days. Every night, as soon as Asher fell asleep, Merlin would appear in Asher's dream and ask him about the queen candidate. It wasn't just Merlin; even other kings had been doing the same recently, each strongly recommending their daughters, hoping to ascend to the royal family.
Almost a year had passed since the defeat of Vortigern.
With the restoration of the city walls and the stable planting and harvesting of crops, the foreign races had long disappeared, or rather, they had become a part of Britain.
Asher had not expelled these foreign races but had chosen to recruit talented individuals. If the foreign races wanted land, then he would give it to them. As long as they honestly worked hard as members of Britain, there was no need for him to exterminate them. Time would assimilate them.
Moreover, Asher was a White Dragon. Theoretically, having defeated Vortigern, he could also be called the King of Foreign Races. Now that White Dragons and Red Dragons lived in harmony, there was naturally no need for the foreign races to struggle. As long as they had food and a place to live, they were satisfied, after all, no one liked war. Without war, people naturally looked for things to do.
Thus, many people turned their attention to King Arthur. As King Arthur, he was indeed too young before, and still was, but now Britain was blessed with favorable weather, and King Arthur was approaching adulthood. A group of people began to think about the "Queen." It was time to establish a queen... this was the thought in most people's minds. Morgan le Fay, once known as the Witch, had contributed greatly to Britain. If she were queen, it would undoubtedly bring significant benefits to Britain.
Scathach, the Queen of the Land of Shadows, King Arthur's Shishou, most people naturally didn't consider her. Uathach, said to be King Arthur's childhood friend, if King Arthur was willing, people had no strong objections.
Artoria, a very capable court steward, and the King of Knights among the Knights of the Round Table, people also had considerable expectations for her as queen. All in all, King Arthur was coming of age, and it was time for him to marry... When Merlin brought up this matter, most people agreed. Their King needed someone to care for him... not a maid, but a Queen. This choice was now the focus of everyone's attention.
"Guna!" Asher forcefully raised his hand and slapped Merlin on the head, sending the white-haired wizard directly onto the grass.
"My King, could you be a little gentler?!" Merlin sat up cross-legged, saying indignantly.
"To tell the public that King Arthur is almost an adult and it's time for him to marry... I haven't cut you down yet only because I remember your diligent guidance to Lily in the past!" Asher said angrily.
"Oh dear, oh dear, I'm truly sorry about that, I accidentally let it slip." Merlin scratched his head and chuckled. Although he was apologizing, there was no hint of apology on his face, which made one want to hit him even more.
"You know, I want to slap you again, hard, and send you flying into the ground," Asher said seriously. Merlin shrugged, "That's truly frightening, but this is a dream."
Slap! A massive palm slammed down from the sky, leaving a human-shaped imprint directly on the ground.
Then, a sacred voice, utterly inviolable, slowly resounded.
"Why be polite to him? Just hit him."
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