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Asher opened the wardrobe, and a pile of alluring clothes came into view. Besides some outfits that seemed meant for formal occasions, there were also several obviously revealing dresses.
He should just pick something quickly and leave.
Although Shishou probably wouldn't finish bathing that fast, it wasn't good to stay here too long. Thinking this, Asher casually picked a black and purple dress and was about to leave the room. However, when he walked to the door and pulled the doorknob, he found the door wouldn't budge.
"Sister Morgan, what have you done again?" Asher turned back, looking at Morgan Le Fay helplessly.
"What?" Morgan Le Fay tilted her head in confusion, then a look of realization appeared on her face. "Oh, it must be the magic formula I left in the room activating on its own."
"Magic formula?"
"Simply put, it's easy to get in, but hard to get out," Morgan Le Fay said. "This was originally designed to catch suicidal thieves, because rather than preventing thieves, I preferred to catch them. That's why I set up this magic formula."
Indeed, Sister Morgan's thoughts were always unfathomable. Asher muttered to himself, looking at Morgan Le Fay, who was stretching her perfect figure. As she raised her hand, the two alluring mounds on her chest trembled slightly, and the red mark on her chest also deformed a little. Her long legs, clad in black stockings, were as smooth as chocolate. "Hmm? What's wrong?" Morgan Le Fay asked, looking at the somewhat dazed Asher.
"Could you help me open the door?" Asher avoided Morgan's gaze and pointed to the door behind him.
Morgan Le Fay shrugged, "It will automatically deactivate the spell when the time is up. Forcibly breaking it open would consume too much magic, which I don't think is worth it."
Asher's expression stiffened. "How long does it take for this magic to automatically deactivate?"
"Three hours, I think?" Morgan Le Fay tilted her head, thought for a while, then made an accurate estimate.
Three hours... If it took him three hours to deliver the clothes to Shishou, would Shishou kill him? Asher grumbled inwardly, looking at Morgan Le Fay and saying, "You must have a way, Sister Morgan?"
"I do, but why should I help a thief who secretly entered a woman's room?" Morgan Le Fay said as if it were obvious. "Solve your own problems. Your Shishou must have taught you that too, right?"
If I could solve it, I wouldn't be looking for you! Asher turned and tried to pull the doorknob. Naturally, there was no way he could open the door. If he had brought a weapon, he could try to blast the door open with a shot, but unfortunately, he never thought something like this would happen when he left. Asher secretly regretted it.
Besides, a weapon wouldn't be of much use. If he broke Sister Morgan's door, he wondered if she would kill him...
"Actually, I can help you." Just as Asher was still troubled, Morgan Le Fay's voice suddenly came from behind him. Looking at Asher, who immediately turned to face her, Morgan Le Fay paused slightly, "But I feel like I'd be at a loss. I have no reason to help that woman, do I?"
She paused slightly, then continued, "Unless..."
"Unless what?"
"Unless there are conditions that move my heart." As if looking at prey, Morgan Le Fay seductively licked her lips.
"What conditions?" Asher asked subconsciously.
Anyway, he was penniless now and had nothing valuable. The only valuable thing was probably this throne, so no matter what conditions Morgan proposed, it wouldn't be a great loss for him.
"Your Shishou won't finish her bath that quickly. Why don't you tell me about your conversation with your Shishou tonight?" Morgan Le Fay said, "Since it wasn't a love confession, it shouldn't matter if you tell me, right?"
If it was just that, it really didn't matter, as he hadn't discussed anything with Scathach. Asher pondered for a moment, then gave a rough explanation.
"That's all?" Morgan's smile receded a bit.
"It must be much more than that."
"When you came back earlier, I saw some grass stuck to your back. Also, you probably didn't notice, but even now, there are still a few blades of grass in your hair. And,"
Morgan Le Fay stood up and walked in front of Asher, leaning down slightly to sniff him, then looked up at Asher, "Your Shishou's scent still lingers on you, even after you've changed clothes, I can still smell it."
"That woman must have had very intimate physical contact with you, right?" Stared at by Morgan Le Fay's unsmiling beautiful eyes, Asher shivered for no reason.
This woman was too terrifying. She could roughly guess things just like that...
If anyone truly got together with Morgan Le Fay in the future, they would probably be immediately detected if they did anything even slightly unfaithful to her.
Under Morgan Le Fay's gaze, Asher had no choice but to briefly explain the other part he had deliberately concealed.
"I see, you were afraid Lily would see you and your
Shishou having a secret rendezvous at night, so you hid?"
Morgan Le Fay nodded slightly. "That makes sense."
"It was just a normal conversation," Asher corrected.
"And then your Shishou normally pressed you down?" Morgan asked.
"..."
"Can we open the door now, Sister Morgan?" After a brief silence, Asher tried to divert Morgan's attention.
"Wait a moment, I'd like you to cooperate with me a bit more," Morgan Le Fay said, grabbing Asher's wrist and snapping her fingers. Asher felt his body uncontrollably sink into the soft bed. Morgan Le Fay propped herself on the bed with her knees, then climbed onto the bed, positioning herself directly below Asher's lower abdomen. "So, that was roughly the scene, right?" Morgan Le Fay asked.
"More or less..."
"That's quite an awkward position, isn't it? If someone saw Shishou and disciple in that position, it would cause unnecessary misunderstandings," Morgan Le Fay said with a seductive smile, feeling something stirring below her lower abdomen. "Such things, it's better if only we do them."
"My Shishouļæ½"
"Opening the door consumes a lot of magic," Morgan Le Fay said. "So you need to compensate me in advance."
"I think you're lying..." Asher clearly remembered seeing Morgan Le Fay open the door effortlessly earlier. He didn't believe opening a door would waste much of Morgan's magic.
"At a time like this, you shouldn't expose your sister's lies. That's what a qualified man does... Besides, aren't you excited too?" Morgan Le Fay showed a charming smile and slowly leaned down, her lips about to touch Asher's, but at that moment, a knock suddenly came from outside the room.
"Royal Sister, is Asher in the room?" Artoria's voice came from outside the door.
Morgan Le Fay's expression changed slightly. She moved away from Asher, tidied her attire slightly, and after confirming everything was in order, snapped her fingers.
At that instant, Asher heard what sounded like something shattering in the room, then Morgan Le Fay got up and walked to the door to open it.
Artoria's pretty face came into view. She looked at Morgan, then stared at Asher for a moment before saying, "Royal Sister, I came to get clothes."
"Get clothes?" Morgan Le Fay was puzzled.
"I just saw Asher's Shishou when I went to the bathhouse. She said Asher came to you to borrow clothes and should be in your room now, so she wanted me to come and help get them," Artoria explained.
That woman... Morgan tried her best to maintain a natural smile. "
Come in." Artoria walked to Asher and looked at the clothes beside him.
"It seems you've already borrowed clothes? Then I'll take them over."
"Wait, I'll go with you," Asher quickly said.
Artoria thought about it and nodded, "Alright, but you can't enter the bathhouse."
"I'll go with you too," Morgan Le Fay said with a smile.
"Chatting with other girls in the bathhouse, I think it sounds quite interesting."
However, by the end of her sentence, Morgan's tone clearly carried suppressed anger. To use her own sister, what a cunning woman!
"Are you going too, Sister Morgan?" Asher asked subconsciously.
"What? If your Shishou goes, I can't?" Morgan glanced at Asher.
"No, I didn't mean that..."
"Then it's fine," Morgan Le Fay pushed open the door, thought for a moment, then turned back and said, "As for underwear, it's in the closet. Just take one." After saying that, Morgan Le Fay left the room first.
Asher genuinely sighed. He should have just gone to the maid in the first place. Artoria silently watched the room's decor, then looked at Asher's gloomy expression as he picked out a black bra from the closet that seemed larger than her face. She paused slightly, then muttered to herself, "So that's what you meant by 'not quite right' earlier?"
"Why does it suddenly feel cold? Am I catching a cold?" For some reason, Asher, who was putting away clothes, suddenly felt a chill down his spine, but when he turned, he only saw Artoria calmly looking at him.
"Let's go quickly, Lily." Asher didn't think much of it.
After preparing Scathach's clothes, he stepped towards the door. Perhaps he walked too hastily, and the edge of his foot hit the cabinet by the bed. The few bottles of potions on it swayed twice before falling onto the floor.
Asher quickly knelt down and carefully examined the potions. He finally breathed a sigh of relief after confirming they weren't broken.
He didn't know how long Morgan had spent preparing these potions. If he accidentally broke them, he wouldn't be able to afford the compensation. Artoria knelt down to help tidy up. After scanning the various potions, she asked with a slightly confused tone,
"What are all these?"
"Your Royal Sister's potions," Asher explained while rearranging the potions. "It's best not to sniff them randomly. Some potions are quite dangerous."
"What do they all do?" Artoria asked with a hint of curiosity.
"Truth serum, stomach-corroding potion, and aphrodisiacs. In short, they're all kinds of messy and dangerous potions. Let's put them away and leave quickly. It'll be troublesome if Shishou waits too long."
Asher was a little afraid of what bad things might happen if Morgan and Scathach were left alone.
Artoria said no more, only helping to tidy the potions with her head bowed. After tidying up, Artoria stood up and followed Asher out of the room.
As she stepped out the door, she took one last look at the potions in the room, the liquid in the bottles shimmering with a captivating glow in the dim light.
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