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"Just spend some time talking with me." Artoria said again, staring intently into Asher's eyes.
"That's fine, but can you get up first? My chest feels a bit uncomfortable being pressed down," Asher said, pointing to Artoria who was currently straddling him.
Asher had stayed precisely to understand what this place was. Now that he had an opportunity to communicate with Artoria, he naturally wouldn't let it go. Artoria stood up, then walked to the head of the bed and sat down.
"Who exactly are you?" Asher asked, simultaneously using Rune magic to heal the wound on his lips.
"You've already asked that question once. I don't want to answer it a second time," Artoria said, crossing her legs. "Ask something meaningful."
"What do you mean by 'marriage'?"
"It means that from now on, you will serve me every night as my Queen, and the meals I need every day will also be your responsibility. Other than that, you don't need to do anything else. How about that, isn't it simple?"
It is simple, provided your appetite is a little smaller. Also, don't casually use terrifying words like 'me as Queen'!
"You don't think I'm joking, do you?" Artoria pulled Asher's hand, yanking him to her side. "I've already instructed Sir Bedivere to start preparing for the
wedding."
"...It's precisely because you're serious that it's such a headache." Asher rubbed his forehead. He didn't know if this was how the future Lily would become, or if only the Lily of this era had such strong aggression. Moreover, why did she remember him? Logically, after being deified by the Holy Lance, she shouldn't have any related memories.
"You're unwilling?" Artoria gazed at Asher's eyes.
"To be honest... the position of Queen is quite subtle," Asher said.
"So you're unwilling?" Artoria raised an eyebrow slightly.
"I mean, if it wasn't 'Queen,' perhaps it would be possible..." Asher subtly refused.
"Forget it, whether you're willing or not, the result is the same. I no longer have the leisure to talk with you. Before the wedding ceremony officially begins," Artoria picked up her cloak and walked out of the room. "Just stay in your room obediently and wait!"
As the door closed, Asher's vision returned to darkness.
What a strange person, she doesn't seem like Lily at all, more like a completely new personality. Asher secretly frowned, falling into deep thought.
And, logically, when Lily summoned me, I should have been able to refuse her summoning. The reason I'm still here now is probably related to Odin. In other words, Odin didn't refuse Lily's summoning, which is why I'm here now. But why didn't Odin refuse Lily's summoning?
Did he want me to do something? Or was it simply for fun? No, Odin isn't Merlin. How could he accept a summoning just for fun? There must be something he wants me to do.
Asher pondered back and forth, but still couldn't figure out Odin's true objective. Ultimately, there was still too little information. If he could find a way to leave this room, he could gather useful intelligence. But unfortunately, he knew without even thinking that the door was probably completely sealed from the outside, probably to prevent him from escaping.
Never mind, I'll figure something out tomorrow morning. I have to leave here no matter what. If push comes to shove, I'll just pretend to obey Lily for now. Asher could bend and stretch. When the time came, he'd just listen to whatever Lily wanted. That way, Lily should let him out.
But what if my mother in reality wakes up tomorrow morning and finds me still sleeping? Asher couldn't help but wonder.
But as it turned out, Asher's worries were completely unnecessary. When Tiamat opened her eyes the next day and saw Asher still sound asleep, she simply continued to embrace him and blissfully went back to sleep. Asher thought Tiamat woke up every day, but in reality, she only woke up at certain times to confirm that her child was still beside her. If Asher kept sleeping in her arms, Tiamat could probably continue sleeping for a very, very long time.
After a night's sleep, on the morning of the second day, the first person Asher saw was not Artoria, but a girl who looked very similar to Artoria.
---Mordred.
"Father." When he heard his daughter, clad in armor, utter this address, Asher's eyes lit up. He had almost forgotten that since Lily summoned him, she might have also summoned Mordred.
"Red!" Mordred quickly entered the room, then cautiously peeked around, confirming she wasn't discovered before closing the door.
"Long time no see," Asher said. It hadn't actually been long, at least for Asher. He had just bid farewell to the Mordred in Uruk two days ago, so it had been less than two days since they parted.
"Father, were you summoned by Mother? How surprising." Mordred said here, looking Asher up and down several times. "But why does your aura feel a bit off? It doesn't quite feel like Father..."
"It's a bit complicated to explain. If I had to say, my current spiritual foundation doesn't belong to me," Asher shook his head. "Let's not talk about that. What exactly is going on here? Also, do you have my memories?"
"What silly talk are you saying, Father? You're my father, how could I not have your memories?" Mordred looked at Asher strangely for a few moments.
"You have memories? That's good," Asher secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He had thought this Red was an artificial creation by Sister Morgan. It seemed that nothing here had changed, so the only remaining question was Artoria's identity.
The Lion King, that was a deified existence under the influence of the Holy Lance. If it were the original Artoria wanting to marry or something, Asher might understand, but this was the Lion King. Why would she be thinking about marriage?
"Can you do me a favor, red?" Asher suddenly asked. He had been troubled about how to gather information from the outside world. Now that he saw Mordred, hope rekindled in Asher's heart.
"Of course, what are you saying, Father!" Mordred flashed a brilliant smile. "You're my father. As long as I can help you solve your troubles, you can make me do anything!"
"You're truly reliable. You're indeed my daughter," Asher also smiled.
"Hehe," Mordred scratched her head, looking both happy and a little embarrassed. She looked up. "So, what do you want me to do? Help you escape the wedding? Or raise the banner of rebellion and reclaim the title of King Arthur?" "Tell me quickly, I'll help you no matter what
you choose!"
Why is this child always thinking about rebellion? Is this what being in a rebellious phase is like? Asher muttered in his heart.
But that's good... If Red can work from the inside, the difficulty of investigating will be greatly reduced. Under Asher's gentle gaze, Mordred's smile grew even more brilliant. Just as Asher was about to entrust Mordred with helping him investigate some things, the door suddenly opened. Both father and daughter looked up at the person who appeared at the doorway.
"Bedivere?!"
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