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"Ash, he..." Uathach instinctively glanced at Asher. "He went back to the palace first, said he had something to do."
Artoria frowned, pondered for a moment, and muttered to herself, "Does he have something on his mind? Why would he suddenly go back?"
"Hmm... probably," Uathach nodded gently.
"I see." Asher listened silently to their conversation, thinking, Lily is too easy to fool, isn't she? He looked at Artoria and said, "It's getting late. We should find a place to stay for the night."
"Who is this?" Artoria asked with some doubt, observing Asher's face. A very unfamiliar face. Asher's gaze darted left and right, then he suddenly had an idea and said, "Jin, my name is Jin."
"Yes, he's Jin, my most, most, most favorite person," Uathach hugged Asher's arm, turned her head, and said with a beaming smile, "And he likes me the most too, right?" Asher nodded silently. He could only cooperate with Sister Uathach's act now.
"Jin, huh?" Artoria took a deep look at Asher, her gaze lingering for a moment on the black horse Uathach was leading, then she retracted her gaze. "Let's stay in this village for the night," Artoria said. Asher looked at the nearby village and asked in confusion, "Will they be willing?" Even though Britain isn't as chaotic as before, it seems a bit difficult to get the villagers to agree to let a few of them stay, right?
"With this, there'll be no problem," Artoria took out the medal she carried with her. "Most residents know about the medal from the recent knighting ceremony. If we show this to the village chief, he'll arrange a place for us to stay."
"Is it to assist us with the investigation?" Asher said thoughtfully.
"Why do you also know about the investigation?" Artoria suddenly asked.
"King Arthur sent me to secretly investigate. This matter is top secret," Asher had already thought of a reason.
"Just now, Miss Uathach was attacked by a druid in the forest, so I had to help her." Artoria looked at Uathach, who immediately nodded.
"I see. You two wait here, I'll go ask the village chief." Artoria then averted her gaze and walked towards the village chief's house.
"It feels like Lily is already suspecting you," Uathach patted Asher's shoulder, leaning close to his ear, her gaze fixed on the blonde girl talking to the village chief in the distance. "It'd be even better if she could guess it, so we can cooperate better later." The nature of the curse was that he couldn't actively reveal any truth about his identity to others, but if Artoria could guess it herself, then the curse wouldn't take effect.
Uathach pondered for a moment, then chuckled, "That's true, but I don't think it'll be that easy."
"Hmm, I know that," Asher straightened his back and suddenly said, "Oh, by the way, Big Sister, one more thing..."
"What?"
"Don't keep talking in my ear, it's a bit ticklish," Asher said. Uathach glanced at Artoria, who was already walking towards them, and blew a puff of air into Asher's ear: "I like it."
At that moment, Artoria had returned to stand before them, her gaze lingering on Uathach's action for a moment. She subtly frowned, then said plainly, "I've spoken with the village chief, and he's willing to provide us with a room."
"One?" Asher repeated.
"Only one," Artoria nodded again. Thinking about it, that makes sense. This is a village, not an inn. How could there be extra rooms? This room was probably painstakingly cleared out by the village chief.
"Everyone, please follow me," an aged voice came from a distance. The village chief, with a hunched back, looked at Asher and the others with his cloudy eyes. Seeing no other option, Asher followed the village chief to a small hut somewhat isolated from the other houses. Weeds grew all around. The wind blew gently. The village chief unlocked the door, entered the hut, and lit a candle inside.
Then, he turned, nodded slightly at the three, and slowly walked towards his own hut, leaning on his cane.
"This is my first time staying in a room like this, it feels quite novel," Uathach stepped into the room.
"I didn't expect the medal to have such an effect," Asher said, watching the flickering candlelight in the hut and Uathach observing her surroundings with her hands behind her back. "This is all thanks to King Arthur."
Artoria turned around after speaking and took off her hood. Her magnificent golden hair, tied up, came into view, with a few golden strands naturally falling to her fair neck, making her skin appear even more radiant. "If he hadn't caused such a big commotion before, the medal wouldn't have had this effect." Artoria said, raising her finger, and a faint light glowed at her fingertip. What is Lily doing again? Why is she using runes for no reason?
Asher watched the girl's actions with a slight puzzlement. Artoria glanced at Asher, then averted her gaze. "Let's go." She was the first to step into the small hut. So what was Lily doing just now? Her thoughts really are hard to understand. Asher shook his head, stopped thinking, and followed the two into the room, then closed the door.
But soon, Asher realized a very serious problem. There was only one bed in this small hut, barely enough for two people, let alone three. And, no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't take advantage like this.
"I'll sleep on the floor tonight," Asher said.
"Eh? Why? Let's sleep together," Uathach was already sitting on the hard bed board, looking at Asher in confusion. Asher shook his head. "You should sleep with Lily... Miss Artoria tonight. After all, it's not good for me, a man, to sleep with you." That was close. I'm so used to calling her 'Lily' that I almost got the name wrong.
Uathach nodded. "Hmm, you're right. Then you sleep on the floor tonight." Asher: "..." Sister is too real, isn't she?
She didn't even try to persuade me?
"Lily, let's sleep together tonight!" Uathach said affectionately, hugging Artoria's arm.
"Don't talk so much tonight..." Artoria reminded her helplessly. She was already developing a bit of a phobia towards Uathach's garrulousness.
"Lily is so mean. You were quite serious when I was telling you about Ash earlier, and now you're immediately disliking me," Uathach pouted.
"That's... that's different..." Artoria was rarely embarrassed.
Uathach stared intently into Artoria's eyes. After a moment, she suddenly smiled. "Just kidding, actually, I'm really sleepy. After all, we traveled all day today."
"That's good," Artoria nodded lightly, seemingly truly relieved. At that moment, Asher had already made his bed on the floor. He looked at the two girls lying on the bed and asked, "Shall I blow out the candle?"
"Mhm, good night," Uathach hugged one of Artoria's arms, rubbed her cheek against it, and closed her eyes. Does Big Sister really just flirt with anyone?
Asher smiled wryly and blew out the candle. Outside, only the occasional whistling wind could be heard.
Perhaps it was the weather turning colder, or perhaps it was because he was sleeping on the floor, Asher could feel the cold wind seeping through the door crack. If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't disturb the two sleeping girls right now, he would even have wanted to build a fire nearby. Soon, Asher heard soft snoring. Just hearing that sound, he immediately knew it was definitely Uathach's voice. She hadn't lied; a full day of travel had indeed made Uathach extremely tired, so much so that she fell asleep shortly after lying down, not bothered by sleeping in an unfamiliar bed at all. I wonder if Lily is asleep yet? Asher couldn't help but wonder.
Also, tomorrow, should he first go back to confirm the identity of the divine being residing in his body, or should he continue to King Marco's territory? Such questions also arose in his heart.
The bed board suddenly creaked faintly, causing Asher's heart to lurch and his alertness to heighten. Faint footsteps sounded near his ear. Soon, he felt someone quietly approaching. Asher opened his eyes. In the darkness, a few strands of Artoria's golden hair hung down, natural and casual, giving the girl a more languid and charming aura. A faint light glowed at her fingertips. Her delicate face was unadorned with makeup, yet in the faint candlelight, it reflected a mysterious and alluring charm. Beneath her black shorts, a pair of legs sat crossed, outlining two rounded curves of her tender white thighs. Looking up from below, one could faintly discern the already somewhat developed, soft fullness like fresh snow.
"Miss Artoria?" Asher called out softly, sitting up from the floor, looking at her in confusion. He couldn't quite understand what Lily was suddenly up to.
"Is it fun to lie to me with Uathach?" Artoria's voice sounded colder to Asher than the temperature had been
just now.
"What?"
"Do I need to repeat myself?" Artoria's finger touched Asher's face. Her emerald eyes, illuminated by the faint candlelight, seemed to burn like flames. "You were lying to me with Uathach this afternoon, Asher," Artoria said again. "Next time you lie, please hide the horse you rode today. Or did Asher run back to Camelot Castle?"
"..."
"Also, a knight who uses magic, and runes at that, why aren't you even a little curious?" Artoria said again.
"Your behavior today was as if you weren't interested in me at all, and your sister's behavior was also very strange. She has never been so intimate with a strange man, except for you." "Are you taking me for a fool?" she asked again.
"Lower your voice... be careful, you'll wake my sister," since his identity had been guessed, Asher saw no need to deny it, and could only say this. Even he could feel Artoria's anger at this moment. He only hoped that "Uathach is sleeping" would make Lily calm down a little.
"She's hard to wake up once she's asleep," Artoria said. "I heard Shishou say that before."
"...How did Shishou even tell you that?" Asher said, a little speechless.
"That's not important," Artoria pressed Asher's shoulders with both hands, pushing him back onto the floor. With a flip, her knees pressed against his body. "Answer me, why were you lying to me with Uathach?"
"It wasn't exactly lying... I was just forced."
"Then please explain in detail why you were forced."
Asher could only recount the events of the evening one by one.
After hearing Asher's words, Artoria muttered thoughtfully, "So, you're under a curse now, and even with the Sun God's blessing, it will take some time for you to return to normal?" Asher wanted to nod, but being pressed hard against the floor made it difficult, so he could only say, "That's right, so it wasn't Sister Uathach and I lying to you, but being forced." Artoria nodded.
This way, their actions today could be understood.
However, understanding was one thing, but thinking of Uathach's intimate actions with Asher today, Artoria felt a pang of jealousy in her heart. Even though she knew such thoughts were inappropriate, she couldn't help but feel them.
"Lily, it's about time to go back to rest, isn't it?" Asher tried to ask. "We have to get up early tomorrow..."
Artoria stared at Asher, who was pinned to the floor by her. After a moment's gaze, she silently stood up. The flickering light at her fingertips quietly dissipated.
Asher secretly breathed a sigh of relief and closed his eyes.
The next instant, warm breath brushed his face, and a body pressed down on him, soft and slightly cool lips sealing his own. As Asher opened his eyes in surprise, a soft tongue explored his mouth. After a brief moment of daze, the first thought that popped into Asher's mind was Why is it this scene again?!
Unbeknownst to him, his face had silently returned to its original appearance. The effects of the curse seemed to have faded with his pounding heart. Soon, Asher was immersed in the passionate kiss, one hand instinctively embracing Artoria's slender waist, the other touching her soft, smooth thighs.
Artoria trembled slightly but did not resist, simply pressing her lips tightly against Asher's, as if to vent all the pent-up frustration of this period. This was a battle between the Red Dragon and the White Dragon, a contest of lung capacity... but clearly, Asher lost. Morgan had said before that Asher's White Dragon form was not a true complete form, and there was still a gap compared to Artoria. He gasped slightly, looking blankly at the girl riding on top of him.
Just as Artoria had said today, her riding skills were excellent, whether riding a horse or riding a fish.
"Your sister told me before she left today," Artoria's hurried breath brushed Asher's face as she spoke, slightly panting. "To capture Ash, you have to use this method."
"Lily, I don't like you like this..."
"Your sister also said," Artoria's slender fingers rested on Asher's face, revealing a charming smile, her flushed cheeks seeming to exude a captivating allure. "When kissing Ash, don't listen to anything he says." Artoria leaned in.
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