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Mordred was thrown out by Bedivere, not in a particularly violent way. He just gently told Mordred: "Fortunately, I came to check the room when I saw you weren't here. Please leave quickly. If the Lion King knows you secretly snuck into this room, you should know what will happen." Then, Mordred, who had previously vowed to help Asher, waved happily at Asher and turned to leave the room. It seemed that cowardice was hereditary; one could never expect a lazy daughter to rebel against her mother.
"Are the Knights of the Round Table coming one after another?" Seeing his daughter run off, Asher sighed in resignation, "What do you want, Bedivere?"
"As I just said, I was worried about Mordred, so I came to check on you," Bedivere said with a smile. "If you ran away, it would be very difficult for all of us, especially for me."
"You still remember me?"
"Of course, you were the former King Arthur. After abdicating the throne to Artoria, you retired to a secondary role," Bedivere replied respectfully.
It seems this world... is it something that happens in the near future? Or a world born from another possibility? Asher mused inwardly.
"In short, give up any thoughts of leaving before the ceremony officially begins. I will come in to check on you from time to time. Take good care of yourself, Queen~" Bedivere's voice pulled Asher back to reality.
"That's really a terrible name," Asher said with a wry smile.
"No, that's the title decided by the Round Table Conference," Bedivere shook his head.
Asher was stunned.
"'All those who approve of the former King Arthur Asher becoming Queen, please raise your hand. Those who object, please state your reasons now...' These were King Arthur's own words at the time," Bedivere said. "And in the end, no one objected."
"Is this a Round Table Conference? This is a dictatorship!" Asher retorted.
"No, we sincerely believe that you are very suitable to be Queen, assisting the King in ruling Britain together, so that the glory of Camelot may last forever," Bedivere shook his head and smiled. "Yes, we genuinely believe that."
"Your smirk is almost bursting, Bedivere."
"Oh, is it? That's quite rude of me. Perhaps it's because I'm so happy that I can't help but smile," Bedivere rubbed his face, quickly regaining a stern expression. "Then, please wait in this room until the wedding officially begins."
Over the next day, Bedivere entered the room several times, seemingly determined to keep Asher within his sight. However, to Bedivere's surprise, Asher seemed to have no intention of leaving from the start. Every time he entered the room, he saw Asher sitting obediently in the chair, spacing out, as if he had accepted his fate.
Bedivere naturally wished Asher would be more docile, as it would be difficult for him to suppress Asher if it came to a fight.
Meanwhile, in reality, Uathach and Artoria, after finishing their sparring session, went to take a bath together. As soon as Uathach sat in the tub, she immediately said, "I still feel something's off. That Merlin definitely knows something but refuses to tell us."
"He has his own thoughts, perhaps he can't say anything," Artoria tried to defend Merlin.
"Maybe so! But aren't you curious? Where exactly is Ash now, and what is he doing?" Uathach slapped the water vigorously. "Oh, Lily, your Royal Sister should also have similar ways to find out where Ash is right now, right? Doesn't she always like to tinker with all sorts of strange potions?"
"Aren't you curious?" Seeing Artoria still hesitant,
Uathach tempted her like a little devil. "The first time Ash was summoned, he met Saint Joan of Arc. The second time he was summoned, he got involved with that Hades Goddess and Heaven Goddess. Although the later scenes weren't seen because Ash went somewhere, there's no doubt that Ash definitely got close to them. Have you ever considered what might happen if one day they were accidentally summoned to Britain?"
"Think about it again, right now, just one mother, Tiamat, has completely claimed Ash for herself, wanting to hug him like a pillow all day long. What if new people appear..."
Artoria's eyelids twitched slightly. She covered her ample chest with one hand and stood up from the tub. "Let's go ask Royal Sister. She should be in the magic workshop now." Uathach's lips curled slightly, and she clenched her fists gently.
After leaving the bath, as they passed by Scathach's room, Uathach suddenly stopped. "What's wrong?" Artoria also stopped.
"I haven't seen Sister Skadi these past two days. Where did she go?"
"Perhaps she had something to leave for?" Artoria hesitated. "I've seen her rarely since she helped Ash draw out Odin's magic. Was it a great strain on her?"
"But she seemed quite normal that day..." Uathach mumbled. "I remember her telling me she needed to leave for a while, but I don't know where she went." Even if they guessed here, they wouldn't know where Skadi went, so the two girls stopped thinking about it and walked straight towards Morgan's magic workshop.
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"This is bad. This is really troublesome. Never mind investigating the cause of this singularity, if this continues, I'm really going to become a Queen." Asher sighed in the room, but he didn't know what to do. He could break out of the room directly, but what then? Where would he go? He couldn't possibly fight Lily, could he? And with his current Servant form, he might not even be able to defeat Artoria, especially since she probably still had the Holy Lance.
The door suddenly opened, and Artoria walked into the room. She looked at Asher for a few moments, then smiled with satisfaction. "How surprising, I didn't expect you to be quite obedient."
"It's simply because there's nowhere else to go," Asher shrugged. "Bedivere is probably still guarding the door, right?"
"I've already told him to leave. I have no interest in
letting others eavesdrop when I'm chatting," Artoria casually glanced at Asher. "And, come sit here. Why are you so far from me? Or are you worried I'll eat you?"
"A little worried," Asher nodded gently.
Artoria smiled, "It's bound to happen eventually. Be prepared." "This wedding, no one will stop it," she said again, then left the room. After watching Artoria leave, Asher let out a heavy sigh. I can't believe I, who was a perfectly good King Arthur, am now going to become a Queen. Asher sighed again. It seemed he really had no choice but to drag this out until the wedding began to have a chance to leave this room.
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