While Artorius was secretly alarmed, Mordred, beside him, forced out a muffled groan.
Hearing that sound, Arthur knew they were done for.
Mordred could no longer keep up with Scathach's speed.
As a result, the tip of Gae Bolg pierced her side, then her thigh, arm, shoulder, and collarbone—
Since this was a dream, Scathach had no intention of holding back. Every attack targeted vital points.
The only reason they had not struck home in the end was because Mordred kept dodging and blocking.
"Damn it! Bastard!!"
Little Mo's injuries healed at a visible rate, drawing a pleased expression from Scathach.
Such rapid recovery was partly due to Little Mo's excellent physical constitution, and partly due to her powerful mental strength.
I'll have an interesting punching bag to play with from now on. Scathach thought this as she intended to continue her enjoyable entertainment.
But the next second:
"Little Mo!"
"..."
Arthur called out to Little Mo. She gritted her teeth, clearly unwilling, but her body obediently followed the order and retreated with Arthur.
As they fell back, Arthur said to Teacher Scathach:
"No more—we surrender!"
Realizing that continuing would only turn them into Teacher Scathach's punching bags, Arthur, who had no masochistic tendencies, decisively chose to surrender and cut his losses.
"That won't do!"
However, Scathach had no intention of letting her off so easily:
"This big sister has been worked up by you. You need to take responsibility properly!"
Those somewhat suggestive words were accompanied by another barrage of terrifyingly powerful attacks, like a raging storm.
The spear swings and thrusts dodged by Arthur and Mordred left narrow chasms and enormous craters in the ground.
The force transmitted through the swords they used to block made their muscles, tendons, and bones cry out together. If it landed on their bodies, it brought intense pain and savage wounds—
"The last 'god' of this age, Europe's strongest." Artorius once again confirmed that he and Mordred were facing such a "monster."
"!"
After that, Mordred was finally sent flying, collapsed to the ground, and could not rise again.
"Mordred?!"
With his helper suddenly gone, Arthur was startled, and even his barely maintained defense was shattered.
The last thing he remembered was Scathach's delighted smile and her nimble, powerful kick, like that of a female beast—
After that, he knew nothing.
Author's Note:
Scathach going all out > Mordred + Artorius. Of course, only for now. After all, Little Mo and Arthur's combined ages do not even amount to a fraction of Scathach's.
A quick plug: "Shinji's Dimensional Game"
Synopsis
Reincarnated as Matou Shinji, and about to face Matou Sakura being adopted into the Matou Family—what was he supposed to do with such a start?
Huh? Why was the one moving in not Little Sakura, but Ryougi Shiki? What? This girl three years older than me also has a marriage contract with me? And that old worm wants to throw her into the worm pit for modification?
Eat shit, old worm!
Then the cheat arrived, though its style was a little strange...
Uchiha Madara: This dungeon called the Namek Campaign is quite interesting. The boss is Emperor of the Universe Frieza? Hmph, I, Uchiha Madara, am the strongest! Come, dance!
Tokisaki Kurumi: Infinite War Titan Campaign, taking on Thanos. Need one healer, hurry up! I'm leading the party, guaranteed clear! Thor, you want in? Get lost, we need a healer.
Heroic Spirit EMIYA: Justice Partner party farming the Invincible Gilgamesh-chan dungeon. The strongest DPS, Gilgamesh, is already here. Need two more out of three; purple-haired BBA gets priority!
Matou Shinji stared at his Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan, looked at the party recruitment messages flooding the public channel, then at the glasses-wearing girl calling him "Lord Xiang Yu," and could not help falling into deep thought.
Here Is the Shadow Country
"It hurts... Teacher Scathach really has no idea how to hold back..."
After an unknown amount of time, Arthur opened his eyes again and found himself lying on a soft velvet bed.
"..."
"This is..."
"This is my castle."
As Arthur muttered to himself, Teacher Scathach's voice came from beside him.
"Your castle..."
Muttering that, Arthur turned his head and saw Teacher Scathach sitting beside his bed.
"Don't worry. The battle is over, and I got to stretch my body properly. You're safe—at least for now."
The purple-haired beauty smiled as she said this.
Her tight leather armor had also been changed into a more luxurious outfit adorned with velvet. She wore a gold-threaded veil over her head as well. This was apparently Scathach's usual attire when she was not fighting.
She's so beautiful.
Although Artorius had known all along that Scathach was a great beauty, seeing her like this still left him slightly dazed. Deep down, he was utterly captivated by her.
The valiant Scathach from before had naturally been wonderful as well. That heroic, agile older sister type filled one with the desire to conquer her—or be conquered by her.
But if Arthur had to give his opinion, the mysterious and noble Scathach before him was a little better. She was gentler, making him want to explore her secrets and make her his own.
As had been said before, Arthur's true nature was not that of a warrior, but that of a ruler, dominator, and commander.
Compared with fighting on a battlefield, or facing some powerful warrior, knight, monster, or demigod one-on-one, Artorius preferred the pleasure of directing and controlling a nation, an organization, or an army.
Building a nation into prosperity, making a team the best in its field, and leading an army to victory after victory.
That was Artorius's joy—the source of his happiness, of feeling that life was so wonderful and the air so fresh.
Thus, compared to women like female warriors, he preferred noblewomen—this was not a taste acquired from a decadent, extravagant, and fallen place like "Rome," but something innate.
Well, perhaps it was not entirely innate. After all, he had grown up under Father King's influence.
His Father King, Artorius I, was a noble, solemn, and elegant monarch.
She was invincible on the battlefield. When the sanctity of monarchy combined with continued victories in war, she became the most powerful and influential person on the island of Britannia.
She was also the person closest to Arthur by blood.
So Arthur admired and loved her. When he was young, little Arthur had even wanted to become someone like her, in response to Father King's earnest expectations.
Of course, as Arthur grew older, all of that became smoke in the wind.
Ideas from childhood—even things one had once exhausted oneself pursuing as life goals—could seem laughably insignificant in retrospect. Everyone had probably experienced that.
Yet the tastes gradually cultivated from childhood had not changed with the passage of time.
Arthur still preferred female nobles, noblewomen, queens, and Princesses over female warriors, female knights, or Valkyries—though, of course, he could still get it up for the latter.
After all, aside from his tastes, Arthur was also very lustful.
"I feel like you're thinking something rude, Arthur."
"Just your imagination, Teacher Scathach."
Facing Scathach's frown, Arthur chose to lie without hesitation, his expression unchanged. "So, what exactly is going on now?
I satisfied your desire to fight, and then you brought me back here to raise me?" Even as he said this, Arthur remained relaxed.
"In fact, it's not just you."
"Oh, and Little Mo."
Arthur could not help rolling his eyes. "I didn't expect your tastes to be this vile too, Teacher."
"That 'too'..."
"That isn't important." As Arthur spoke, he jumped off the bed and briefly checked his body, confirming that nothing had happened. No vile incident such as Teacher Scathach forcing him to generously contribute or melting his core had occurred, so he sighed in relief.
"Fine, stop testing me while taking advantage of me." This time, it was Scathach's turn to roll her eyes.
Of course, a beauty was still a beauty. Even rolling her eyes, she looked utterly charming and alluring.
"We are still in a dream."
She said, "Oh, no. It should be that 'you two' are still in a dream."
"Then..."
"Don't worry, there will not be any side effects. I have also adjusted the flow of time between the Shadow Country and the real world. And finally—"
At that point, Scathach moved closer to Arthur.
Though Arthur was Arthur, when Scathach approached him, he still tensed up instinctively. When she held his face and came incredibly close, so close it seemed as though she would kiss him the next second, Arthur discovered, to his shame, that he was blushing and that his heartbeat had quickened slightly.
"Very cute."
Scathach evaluated him like this: "You're cute when you imitate adults in the form of a child. But after seeing you imitate an adult so often, suddenly seeing you act like an ordinary child again makes that cuteness multiply."
Gap moe. I get it.
Arthur wanted to say that, but Scathach was holding his face, so he could not open his mouth.
"Listen carefully now, Artorius Pendragon."
Scathach looked at him seriously:
"Let us repeat our previous contract, my dear disciple."
"I will do my utmost to train you to your limits."
"At the same time, I will also agree to face that 'world-class problem' alongside you, and help you 'Usurp Fate.'"
"You think you've hit the jackpot, don't you?"
"You hit the jackpot. You feel that you gained too much, so you are doubtful and uncertain. Even with geis as insurance, it is the same—
Because you know that, for someone like me who has mastered the Primordial Rune, that sort of thing is trash I can toy with anytime, anywhere. It is no insurance at all."
For a moment, Arthur even thought he was finished. He thought Teacher Scathach, having violently torn apart that tacit understanding, would kill him or otherwise thoroughly ruin him, turning him into her accessory.
But unexpectedly, Scathach did not do that.
"What I want to tell you is," she said cheerfully to Arthur:
"I have already obtained what I wanted."
Author's Note:
The domestic COVID outbreak has basically subsided. But things are still very bad overseas. Sigh.
Also, please keep supporting with monthly tickets, recommendation tickets, and blades.
Mordred Has a Loyal Dog Attribute
After saying that, Scathach released Arthur's face, stood up, and walked toward the room's exit:
"You are more interesting than every student I have taught." With her back to Arthur, she spoke calmly as she walked:
"You also have stronger desires than every student I have taught."
"Many things will happen between us.
So, at least for now, you can rest assured. I will not kill you."
Just as Arthur was about to say something in response to Scathach, she had already reached the door of the room:
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