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"You're so slow."
Scathach lay in the misty bath, listening to the rain outside. She looked up at the spacious and brightly lit ceiling, slowly exhaling. I hope there are no problems.
Logically, there shouldn't be. Artoria and Morgan are completely different personalities. She could, for now, trust this much.
It wasn't for nothing that she deliberately released Rune magic outside the window to attract Artoria. Based on Scathach's deduction, that foolish disciple was almost 100% certain to have gone to Morgan to borrow clothes.
Doesn't he think? If he knew it was for her, given Morgan's personality, she definitely wouldn't lend them easily. Who knows, she might even create some messy situation to keep Asher there.
Of course, this was just Scathach's guess, and Asher might not have gone to Morgan to borrow clothes. But just in case, she still sent Artoria to Morgan Le Fay's room. But logically, whether Asher went to Morgan or not, he should have already arrived by now, unless something else happened on the way. Or... Artoria was also locked up by Morgan.
Scathach's thoughts paused for a moment, and a hint of surprise appeared on her face. I didn't expect Morgan to arrive first before my disciple.
"The dignified Queen of the Land of Shadows, actually using someone else's sister to achieve her own goals, how shameful." Scathach suddenly felt her two mounds being supported. A mature woman with her hair in a bun appeared behind her at some point, her soft, ample form pressing against Scathach's back.
"Get away from me," Scathach said coldly, glancing at the woman behind her. "And take your hands off me."
"I was just testing it, why are you so petty? Are you afraid I'll do something bad to you?" Such a cold tone did not make Morgan Le Fay timid in the slightest. She weighed Scathach's chest with both hands, saying with a hint of surprise, "It's really big, actually."
Boom!
The bath water instantly surged upwards like a spring, but Morgan's expression remained unchanged. She calmly raised a finger, and the surging water seemed to condense in mid-air. Morgan snapped her fingers.
Splash!
A large mass of water, condensed in mid-air, gently fell back into the bath.
"Your disciple just said your chest might be bigger than mine, so I wanted to test it... turns out it's just so-so," Morgan Le Fay said with disdain in her voice, then kneaded Scathach's chest again. "Maybe a little smaller than mine?"
Scathach was slightly startled.
Does Morgan mean that her disciple touched her chest just now...? In other words, they were indeed in the room just nowďż˝
After a brief hesitation, Scathach turned and stared into Morgan Le Fay's eyes, then suddenly smiled. "You're just trying to provoke me, aren't you? My disciple wouldn't say something like that."
"Are you so sure?" Morgan's tone was casual, her eyes unwavering.
"Of course," Scathach said. "He's secretly lewd. Even if he compared them in his mind, he would never say it out
loud."
"Speechless." Morgan, for once, agreed with Scathach.
Asher had shown interest in her various seductions for a long time, but had never made a move. It wasn't because he was a virtuous gentleman or anything, but simply because he was timid. If she hadn't created a private space that night and frankly told him not to think about leaving the room, he probably would have run away on the spot.
"Why would you suddenly want to provoke me?" Scathach pushed away Morgan Le Fay's fingers from her ample chest, moving to the side to continue bathing.
"Because you were interrupted by your own sister, so you wanted to tease and get revenge on me?"
Morgan's smile froze for a moment.
"Looks like I guessed correctly?" Scathach merely smiled.
"It seems you really care about your sister, so you gave up as soon as she arrived in the room, right?"
Looking at Morgan, who remained silent, Scathach's smile held a hint of mockery. "Since you don't want your sister to know, then you shouldn't have done that from the start. There's no such thing as an airtight wall in this world. If she knew that her respected Royal Sister actually made a move on an underage child, what would she think?"
Scathach's words could be said to have perfectly hit Morgan Le Fay's sore spot. Thinking about that night, and the subtle atmosphere that always existed between Lily and her afterwards, her hand, hidden underwater, unconsciously tightened. But under Scathach's disdainful gaze, Morgan Le Fay quickly regained her composure, shaking her head with a smile. "Indeed, in that regard, I'm certainly not as good as you."
"What do you mean?"
"I heard Asher is already engaged to your daughter, isn't he? That's why you've kept a certain distance from him before, right? But it seems you can't control yourself recently. You'd better be careful. If there's a cake constantly in front of you, sooner or later you'll want to eat it." Morgan said slowly, her fingers tracing Scathach's arm, like a pair of lovers in a passionate embrace, teasing each other.
Scathach's smile had considerably lessened.
"Oh dear, did I say something wrong? I apologize, I've never been good at reading the room. If I accidentally spoke the truth, I apologize to you." Morgan Le Fay bowed slightly, like a polite and elegant noble lady, but the words that left her mouth stung Scathach's heart.
"Actually, I think it's better for people to honor their desires. Since you're always timidly staying on the sidelines, not daring to do anything, wouldn't it be better to hand him over to someone who dares?" Morgan Le Fay tilted her head slightly, her smile like winter sunlight.
"He's still a minor." Scathach cast a cold gaze at Morgan.
"You pedophile goddess."
"You can't keep treating him like a child, you know. His physical strength wasn't good before, but with my help, his physical strength is excellent now, and his body has matured a lot~" Morgan sat back in the bath, a tender white finger pressed to her lips, her nimble tongue lightly licking her finger, staring into Scathach's eyes. "In every sense."
Morgan and Scathach's gazes met. Morgan was observing Scathach's eyes, seemingly wanting to see anger in them, but unfortunately, Scathach's pupils remained calm.
Although angry, Scathach had not yet lost her composure. Morgan Le Fay was merely jumping the gun; it wasn't as if she was the ultimate victor.
"Indeed, those who've lived long are hard to deal with," Morgan Le Fay sighed. She knew Scathach hadn't made a move yet not because Asher was young or anything, but probably only out of consideration for her own daughter. If Scathach knew her daughter already knew the truth and was even excited about it, she might have made a move even earlier than her... So, under no circumstances could Scathach know about this.
Speaking of which, this mother and daughter were really quite alike. Even though she was an adopted daughter, why did they resemble each other so much?
Morgan stared at Scathach, her eyes flickering. She raised her hand and placed it on Scathach's shoulder. "You have so much animosity towards me. What will happen if the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law don't get along in the future?"
"You won't have the chance," Scathach said lightly.
"You're right. If the future mother-in-law also likes her own child, she certainly wouldn't want to give me a chance," Morgan sighed, staring at Scathach's flawless face. "Actually, I quite like you too. If you don't mind, you can marry me too in the future."
Scathach ignored her, keeping her gaze forward, treating the alluring succubus beside her as if she were air.
Morgan stared at Scathach's calm expression, then suddenly gave a charming smile. "Mom, please guide me more in the future." With that, she pushed back her hanging hair and kissed Scathach's right cheek. Scathach's eyelid twitched slightly. She could ignore Morgan's teasing, but the other party's action was no longer teasing; this was clearly an invitation to war!
"Shishou, I had Lily bring your clothes inďż˝"
However, before she could make a move, she heard a
voice from the doorway. Asher opened the door, his footsteps stopping. He stared dumbfounded at Morgan, who was kissing Scathach's right cheek, her hand still resting on his Shishou's slender, smooth waist. They looked like a pair of lovers in a passionate embrace. Asher silently covered Artoria's eyes, who had just walked up beside him and glanced inside.
"What are you doing?" Artoria couldn't help but ask, her vision plunged into darkness.
"You're still young. You shouldn't see such things," Asher said.
"What about you?"
"I... I'm already grown up, so it's fine."
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