"As for the entry qualifications, you can rest assured, I will arrange everything for you."
Morgan le Fay lightly tapped the table with her index finger and raised her head to look at Asher. "What's your answer?"
"Let me make it clear first, you only have one chance. If you refuse, I won't invite you a second time. Similarly, this thing, I will give it to someone more suitable." Morgan le Fay shook the bottle in her hand. A certain crystalline luster flowed in the seemingly transparent bottle, looking as if it had some kind of magic, making Asher's gaze involuntarily focus on the bottle.
Morgan knew that this guy in front of her was a bit neurotic and often liked to say "But I refuse" when others were full of confidence, which made people want to press him to the ground and rub him hard. Therefore, Morgan simply warned him in advance.
"Wouldn't this count as treason...?" Asher suddenly asked. "I'm from the Land of Shadows, but I ended up joining the Knights of the Round Table. Isn't that a bit inappropriate?"
"What's inappropriate or not inappropriate?" Morgan le Fay waved her hand. "It's not like I'm asking you to infiltrate the Land of Shadows as a citizen of Britain to obtain some intelligence. I just hope you join the Knights of the Round Table and hone yourself properly."
Asher couldn't help but smile wryly.
Hone yourself properly... Even Morgan herself probably wouldn't believe such words.
Asher's gaze fell back on the small bottle in front of him.
She actually wanted to use this kind of thing to lure him.
Is Big Sister Morgan underestimating me too much?
She actually wanted to lure him with a mere bottle of mysterious liquid that surpassed the black dragon essence blood? Such a mere lure, he really... couldn't refuse it.
Looking at Asher, who still seemed to be struggling, Morgan le Fay looked at Artoria to the side and smiled. "Could you please step outside for a moment? I have something I'd like to discuss with Asher alone."
Artoria glanced at Asher with a bit of unease, but still nodded and left the palace.
Watching Artoria's figure disappear, Morgan le Fay beckoned Asher. "Come on, come sit over here."
She indicated for Asher to sit on the throne next to her.
Asher hesitated, still not stepping forward.
"You should know that if I wanted to, I could easily place a geis on you, right? If I wanted to harm you, you would have died four years ago," Morgan le Fay said with a smile.
"Don't worry, as long as it doesn't involve very important matters, I won't harm you... after all, even I don't want to offend that woman."
Asher's eyelids twitched slightly.
That was indeed true... if Morgan wanted to kill him, she could have done it a long time ago.
Watching Asher gradually walk forward, Morgan le Fay reached out and touched his face, smiling. "Besides, I wouldn't bear to. Who would want to harm a child they've raised for so long?"
"You should be relieved now, right?" Looking at Asher sitting next to her, Morgan le Fay continued to ask.
Asher shook his head. "Not relieved."
Morgan le Fay was immediately taken aback, then sighed.
If only she had picked him up before Scáthach, how much trouble could have been saved.
Morgan quickly shook her head, no longer dwelling on these matters, and directly got to the topic. "How have you considered it?"
"Join the Knights of the Round Table? Or refuse my request?" Morgan le Fay's gaze was fixed on Asher as she said the last words, the smile on her face fading a lot, giving off an extraordinary sense of pressure.
Asher hesitated, still not answering.
He didn't know if he should agree to this request. Although it sounded good, becoming a Knight of the Round Table and also obtaining the unknown liquid given to him by Morgan to improve his body.
But—
It was true that a small half of the Knights of the Round Table were Morgan's people... but among this small half of knights, everyone was a double agent, and there were hardly any who truly obeyed Morgan.
This wasn't an exaggeration, but a fact.
Once he joined the Knights of the Round Table, Morgan would likely ask him to do something, and then tell him which knights in the current Round Table were her people. Then, Asher would become the only tragic figure who wholeheartedly worked for the organization. If he had a code name, it would probably be "Gin."
"You have a good relationship with my younger sister, don't you?" Looking at the hesitant Asher, Morgan le Fay suddenly asked.
Asher was taken aback, not understanding what Morgan was trying to say.
"If you're in the Knights, if that child encounters any danger one day, you can help out in the first place, right?" Morgan said with a smile. "Consider it again?"
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Morgan le Fay was in a good mood.
She thought about it. In the future, if Asher pulled out the Caliburn, then she just needed to have that child marry her. In this way, Britain could be under her control, and Asher wouldn't need to do anything. It would be enough for him to enjoy himself in the palace obediently. Her younger sister could also continue to live her wonderful life.
As for the foreign tribes, there was no need to worry about them. If she became queen, she was confident that she could eliminate all the foreign tribes.
And marriage and such, she didn't mind very much.
She quite liked Asher's personality. Although he seemed to have a bit of a mother complex... or rather, a teacher complex, it could be corrected slightly.
If he had to like his teacher, she had taught him for so many years, so she could be considered half a teacher, right?
In short, according to the plan, she just needed to make him stronger and then pull out the Caliburn. Before that, all she needed to do was wait, and... make Asher more dependent on her.
Actually, she had other ways to ascend the throne, but the current method was the best. Join the Knights of the Round Table, pull out the Caliburn, and then marry her... she preferred this way.
It wasn't just that she had a good impression of that child, but also... snatching away a man who was already engaged had a surprisingly exciting feeling.
A pleasant arc appeared at the corner of Morgan's lips as she thought of the end.
She was increasingly looking forward to that day.
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"What did Big Sister tell you?" Artoria stepped on the rain-soaked ground, her gaze fixed straight ahead.
"Just persuasion," Asher thought for a moment. "But Big Sister Morgan said it's not like I have to join the Knights of the Round Table right now. She said I'm not qualified yet, and I'd have to wait until my strength reaches that level. Even if I join now, I'd start as a squire."
"So you agreed?" Artoria asked.
Asher shook his head. "I didn't agree, I just said I needed to think about it. Anyway, she's not asking for my answer right now."
"Is that so..." Artoria lowered her head, a thoughtful expression on her face.
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