My Mother Is King Arthur

Of course, it's fine if she's not ruthless enough. The geis she possesses, the "pact" of Celtic Magic, can guarantee that she will be cruel and merciless when facing herself.

So, she had originally chosen that target. The fierce hound named Cú Chulainn. The Child of Light from Ireland as this guarantee.

But, that guy died.

And he died so miserably. It was truly hilarious.

Thinking of it this way, her satisfaction with Arthur only increased.

This guy clearly knows how to play the long game. Ruthless enough, and shameless enough. She imagined that if necessary, he would not hesitate to strike her down. With his sword, his spear, without mercy, fiercely, piercing her own body.

However, it was completely the opposite.

"Why would Your Highness suffer that kind of torment?"

Artorius, without any hesitation, refused her: "Your Highness has summoned you here to discuss a matter of great importance concerning the entire world."

He said to a somewhat bewildered Scathach without hesitation:

"If I hadn't risen to power yet, I would have accepted you as my teacher. But now, Your Highness's status is different.

Fundamentally, Your Highness is the commander, the leader, the prince. Someone who will be an emperor in the future.

If an emperor has to fight personally, wouldn't that mean the empire has failed too much? If that's the case, what's the point of all the subordinates the empire has?

So, Your Highness only needs to possess a certain level of combat power, enough to protect himself. The rest will be handled by the subordinates.

Ah, of course, if you have a teaching fetish and can't stand not being a teacher, that's fine too. I'll introduce you to my sister. That child is the one..."

"Wait a moment."

As Arthur was saying this, Scathach interrupted him:

"In other words, you're not here to ask me for martial arts or rune magic?"

"Not at all."

"Then..."

"As I said, I need your help—not for teaching, but for research in magic. With the gods now hidden, you are the magician I can find who has researched fate the most and the most deeply."

"No. That's not right."

Before Arthur could tell Scathach his "grand plan," his plan to "usurp the destiny of the Franks," reveal his ambition, and a series of other things to try and persuade her to help, Scathach interrupted his rambling.

She stood up and approached Artorius.

This distance was too dangerous for a teenage boy and a 〇〇〇-year-old old woman. So Arthur couldn't say the rest of what he was going to say. He could only steady himself and watch as she arrogantly reached out and cornered him.

With intense shame, Scathach looked at Artorius seriously, like a predator.

Was she mistaken?

In other words, everything she had just thought was wrong?

Meaning, she had made a complete fool of herself in front of this cute boy?

This kind of self-righteous cleverness???

Look at the look in this child's eyes. His gaze towards her was filled with contempt. Although he didn't say it out loud, Scathach was certain that he was completely denying her teaching abilities. As if to say:

"You old hag think you can be my teacher? I think you're dreaming.

Can you, an outdated old hag, stand alongside Chiron? Look at Teacher Chiron, he has countless disciples, the best being the first and second heroes of Greece. Your best student is a dog.

You appear wise and intelligent, yet you mess up so ridiculously. You must be from the Tohsaka Family too."

Thinking this, Scathach suppressed the urge to stab Arthur to death and made a decision.

Since that was the case, there was only one path left.

"Speak."

She looked at Arthur seriously, her crimson spear trembling in her right hand: "You came here seeking my peerless, magnificent martial arts and the world's number one rune magic. You want me to teach you how to become strong."

"I—"

A hundred and eighty thoughts instantly flashed through Arthur's mind.

From "this woman has gone mad" to "she wants to imprison and rape me."

Before he could choose the most plausible answer from these one hundred and eighty options, with a "boom," the Spear of Piercing Death plowed a trench tens of meters deep and hundreds of meters long in the ground, cutting off Arthur's words.

A good young man knows when to pick his battles.

After swallowing, Arthur calmly repeated what Scathach had just said:

"Yes, I came here to seek you out, to pursue your wisdom, and to hope that you can teach me how to become stronger."

After saying this, seeing Scathach's expression become pleased and relaxed, Arthur added the latter half:

"By the way... I also need to discuss a matter of world destiny with you."

"Oh?"

Scathach, feeling satisfied, gave a noncommittal hum.

First update of the day at midnight, as usual!

Without realizing it, this book has reached 100,000 characters!

I hope to continue working hard!

Chapter 51: Arthur's Contract

Artorius finally reached a "pact" with Scathach. This was the "geis" in Celtic magic, an unbreakable oath.

Scathach would teach Arthur all her skills. She would teach him as much as he could learn.

This was Arthur's "price."

Scathach's "price" was to "seriously discuss with Arthur" a "matter of great importance concerning the fate of the world." And "as long as Arthur presented a feasible plan," she would "provide Arthur with sufficient help."

This geis, this oath-pact, was thus signed. This evil, unequal treaty was finalized under Scathach's coercion...

—She had originally only intended to teach, not to help with work. But Artorius Pendragon was unyielding. A sworn oath to learn was not for sale. He only sold his body, not his skills, unless he was paid enough.

So, in the end, Scathach compromised.

Then, looking at this brat whimpering in front of her, as if he had suffered some great injustice, Scathach realized she had been tricked.

Damn it.

She had to be a teacher and teach him skills, and also help him with important matters... it seemed like she was the one losing out no matter what?

What was even more outrageous was that this brat was looking at her with a resentful gaze. Then, Arthur said, "I'm ready, Teacher Scathach."

He stood up and, under Scathach's gloomy and angry gaze, said with firm resolve:

"Although this contract was signed under duress, with your threats and intimidation.

As a knight, a monarch, and a good person who keeps his promises, I will still fulfill our contract to the letter."

Scathach: "It's best that you think that way~"

"Teacher, your smile is terrifying. Did you eat something wrong?"

"Not at all. Teacher has a very strange illness. The name of this illness is 'I can't help but bully cute, scoundrelly bishonen'."

Arthur: "Teacher, please don't joke.

How can there be such a funny illness in the world?

Teacher, Teacher, what's wrong, Teacher?

Don't come so close with that scary face—

Ah— no— Teacher— I'm still just a child—

Wuwuwuwu—"

Satisfied.

After cruelly ravaging Arthur's cute, handsome face for half an hour, Scathach finally regained her aloof and arrogant demeanor. Like the crimson Manjusaka of the land of death, she was alluring and captivating, yet inviolable.

At the same time, Artorius rubbed his face, looking at his future teacher with a resentful gaze.

Although he occasionally pretended to be a pure shota boy, he was actually already 16 years old. Being pinched on the face like a child was really...

"Alright, stop pretending."

Once again, Scathach said, "I'm happy that you cooperated with my torment like this. But it's a bit much to keep putting on that wronged expression."

"No, I'm not pretending this time."

Arthur continued to look at her with a wronged expression: "Teacher Scathach, you've truly hurt my fragile, pure young boy's self-esteem."

"You brat..."

Hearing Arthur say this, Scathach shook her head helplessly: "You're always smiling and lying, I don't even know which of your words to believe anymore."

"Then believe them all," Arthur said as if it were natural. "As your disciple, I would never deceive my teacher, wouldn't you agree?"

Scathach: "Heh."

The purple-haired beauty stretched her waist, her slender and firm figure pleasing to Arthur's eyes.

Scathach didn't comment on the pervert's 4K digital camera function. She had had her fill today. And she didn't dislike such a calculating Arthur.

Because she knew that the more Arthur acted this way, the more words he used, the more thoughts he had, the more he valued her.

She didn't dislike a brat who was this smart, cunning, handsome, and excellent.

"Starting tomorrow, face your hell."

She said to Arthur, "I will train you well, Artorius."

After saying this, she turned and disappeared without a trace. It was unknown if she had returned to the Shadow Country.

At the same time, Arthur waited for a while longer, then realized he still hadn't woken up.

"Is it not time yet? Then where can I go next?"

He mumbled to himself.

In the "Illusory Dream" within the "Inner Sea of Stars." Theoretically, I could go anywhere, but it felt like I couldn't go anywhere at all. The only two reliable places were Avalon and the Holy Spring, the only two remembered landmarks.

"Should I go do the unfinished business from yesterday with that Pink-Haired Bitch, or should I go comfort Older Sister Vivian's wounded heart? This is truly difficult."

Arthur pondered such things. Then he decided that going to Avalon was indeed more important. After all, Older Sister Vivian was so soft and easily deceived. It would be too trashy not to treat her well.

With that thought in mind, Arthur appeared beside the Holy Spring.

Then he took off his clothes and began to bathe.

The spring water was very cool. All the mental trauma he had suffered from fighting with Teacher Scathach disappeared.

But I was supposed to be going to Avalon, so why did I end up here? Could it be that deep down, I'm actually a really trashy scumbag?

"No, that's absolutely not the case. I'm just ordinarily lost. Tomorrow I'll reach the reality of Avalon."

Immersing his entire body in the Holy Spring and blowing bubbles, Artorius thought to himself.

At the same time, in the woods beside the Holy Spring, the treetops shifted slightly.

The next morning. Although Teacher Scathach beat me on the head, considering the Holy Spring's healing, Arthur ended up profiting in the end.

So when he woke up the next day, Arthur was refreshed. His mind was clear, and his efficiency in doing things had greatly improved.

"The effect of that spring water is quite good. I can go there often in the future."

He thought happily. He was completely unaware that after he left, some interesting things had happened at the spring.

"Damn it."

That was Maeve, who had been looking for Arthur all day yesterday and couldn't find him anywhere.

After Arthur left, the joy she had gained from secretly watching the bishonen bathe yesterday vanished, leaving only shame and regret.

She gritted her teeth and walked towards the Holy Spring.