"You recounted all your experiences on your journey to Morgan in great detail."
"She had seen most of your journey with her own eyes. If there had been any real danger, the witch would have been tense and ready to intervene at any moment."
"It was only in the last few days when you met Artoria that she happened to have run away out of shyness."
"After hearing your account of Artoria's recent situation, Morgan's face showed an expression that was both expected and somewhat pitiful."
...There was no love.
Just being raised as a pure tool.
Heh... whether it was to the older sister or the younger, Uther was truly "impartial"...
This familiar situation further fueled the witch's resentment toward that father emperor.
Beyond that, there was a near-pitying sorrow for Artoria.
...That's right.
Her sister, who knew nothing, who was born as a vessel for a king, who never had a choice, who was filled with the vision of becoming a king—what was there to hate?
The girl named Artoria was like a marionette, suspended by borrowed ideals.
If she could be pulled to their side, it would indeed be excellent revenge against Uther.
But, even so...
Morgan had her own principles that she could not compromise.
"I refuse."
To the silver-haired boy's proposal, the witch replied with a firm and decisive rejection.
Her resolute voice made Su Shu pause for a moment.
He knew how much Morgan hated her stepfather, Uther. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say she wanted to eat his flesh and drink his blood.
She would actually pass up such a perfect opportunity to attack his heart?
"I'm not against you contacting my little sister, Alvin. Because of the attraction of your dragon blood, you will meet sooner or later. Her power is not yet established, so the sooner, the better."
Gazing at her disciple, Morgan's complex eyes seemed to hold a thousand emotions.
"The reason I refuse is simple..."
As she spoke, the witch raised her fair hand.
Then, she slowly, gently, caressed the boy's face.
Her thin, deep blue lips were pressed together tightly.
Through the touch of their skin, Su Shu could feel her slender fingertips trembling slightly.
But soon, this strange nervousness calmed with her breath.
The witch looked frankly at her dream, frankly at her own heart.
At a time like this, she would not shrink back again.
But, to express herself so openly for the first time... it was still a bit embarrassing.
The sky was clear, without a cloud.
The pleasant, warm autumn sun shone through the window lattice, draping over their shoulders.
The light caressed the mountains and rivers at dawn, the crimson maples filling the forest with color.
And on the witch's pale, translucent skin, a charming blush appeared, spreading slowly down to her smooth neck.
This autumn mood was like her surging emotions.
Having passed through the greenness of spring, the fervor of summer, it had finally matured into a sweet fruit ready to be picked in this maple-colored autumn.
She didn't know when it started, but the witch no longer felt that she would be burned by this warm light.
"Even if it's an act, I will not allow you to use yourself as a bargaining chip. I will not allow such a thing to happen—
"—Because... you belong only to me, Alvin."
The witch slowly brought her cheek closer, resting her forehead against the boy's.
Her silver hair cascaded down, a few strands caught between her lips.
Her deep blue eyes were lowered.
Almost face to face, she met his deep, iron-gray gaze.
"I'm sorry... will you hate me for this?
"Hate this... selfishness from a witch."
I don't hate it.
In fact, I like it.
The feeling of being needed.
It was such an intoxicating thing.
Gazing into Morgan's eyes, at the witch's face, as flushed as a ripe fruit.
Yes, Su Shu thought, she might have become one of the few things in this life as Alvin that he would be reluctant to part with.
Vibrant, mature, seductive, deadly...
And in that deep blue lake, the possessiveness that was surging, about to overflow.
Faced with the witch's unrestrained outpouring, Su Shu raised his hand and gently squeezed her palm.
"I understand. I will maintain a friendly distance with her.
"Also, your hand... is as cold as ever."
His voice fell.
The witch with deep blue eyes gently guided the boy's hand, slowly pressing it against her own cheek.
Elasticity.
Then softness.
That warmth, like flawless white jade, the perfect curve formed by bone and flesh, and the deep line extending down from her collarbone, like a staircase to heaven, tempting one to climb.
"Then, you can warm me up a little more."
Watching this alluring witch, his gaze was fixed, unable to move, his sluggish nerves unable to speak.
At a time like this, any words would be superfluous.
So the boy leaned in and gently kissed the witch's lips.
"This is my answer, which has never wavered, Lady Morgan."
The媚意 in her eyes was endless, saliva and heat exchanged.
His clasped fingers were guided downward, climbing the undulating curve.
"It's not enough."
The witch before him, her breath like orchids, whispered in the boy's ear.
"I want to devour you, Alvin..."
The bedroom curtains closed silently.
Su Shu was passively pushed backward, falling into a dream of ambiguity.
The autumn light shone, the world was clear.
The endless wheat field was like a golden sea.
Contemplating the sword forms she had learned from her senior, the girl practiced her sword in the field as usual, her soft golden hair swaying in the wind like the splendid wheat field itself.
Today, Artoria seemed particularly full of energy.
In fact, she had been very happy recently.
So much so that even the tedious, repetitive swings could not erase the smile blooming on the girl's face.
Because, after a long time, she had finally made the friend she had longed for.
And it was the senior she had always admired.
Furthermore, she had learned so much from Su Shu, both in martial arts and knowledge, things she had never been exposed to before.
It was as if her immature self had taken many steps closer to the realm of a king!
Ahh, how could so many happy things happen one after another?
In these past few days, the girl felt as if she were living in a dreamlike, happy time.
So much so that, her senior's question...
"If you become a knight, what is it that you wish to protect?"
Artoria believed that she had now found the answer.
—It was to protect good people like Senior Alvin, so that they could smile from the bottom of their hearts!
Ahh...
No matter what she was discussing, she would think of her senior.
It seemed she could no longer erase that figure from her mind.
Artoria raised her eyes and looked toward the distant forest, watching the falling leaves dance and sway.
The leaves fluttered and danced, the brilliant autumn light fell with the wind, and the withered colors drifted along the clear stream, like a timeless scroll painting.
Standing in this picturesque scenery, the girl's budding heart was tied to that distant name.
—Senior Alvin, what is he doing right now?
He must be traveling and practicing diligently...
"Hah... hah—"
Drunken gasps swayed by his ear.
Accompanied by a misty, seductive aura, it washed over Su Shu's face in gentle waves.
To describe it poetically, the deep blue witch was currently savoring the silver-haired boy in detail.
The witch riding him, her figure rose and fell like a willow leaf in the wind.
Sticky beads of sweat slid down from her collarbone and the tips of her hair, dripping onto Su Shu's chest.
It was not an active ride.
It was being completely crushed by the tires.
The boy was like a stream of water being played with at will, flowing all the way into that deep valley.
The simulator's notifications kept refreshing, but the host could no longer pay them any mind.
"You received a mana transfer from the witch. Your magical energy has been replenished slightly."
"You received a mana transfer from the witch. Your magical energy has been replenished slightly."
"You received a mana transfer from thewitch. Your magical energy has been replenished slightly *N"
"You received multiple mana transfers from the witch. Your maximum magical energy has increased..."
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Su Shu: The taste of the witch is truly... gurgle— more?!
A day and a night later...
Morgan: Alvin tastes really good...
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