My Mother, King Arthur
Chapter 35

My Mother is King Arthur

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As Artorius was secretly alarmed, beside him, Mordred suppressed a groan.

Hearing this sound, Arthur confirmed, "It's over."

Mordred could no longer keep up with Scathach's speed.

Because of this, the tip of Gae Bolg pierced her side, then her thigh, arm, shoulder, and collarbone—

Since this was a dream, Scathach held nothing back. All attacks were aimed at vital points.

The only reason they weren't fatal was Mordred's constant dodging and blocking.

"Damn it! You bastard!!"

Mordred's injuries healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, which made Scathach show a look of relief.

This rapid recovery was due, in part, to Mordred's excellent physical condition and, in part, to her high mental fortitude.

I'll have an interesting sandbag to hit from now on, Scathach thought to herself, wanting to continue her enjoyable entertainment.

But in the next second:

"Little Mo!"

"..."

Arthur called out to Little Mo. Then, Little Mo gritted her teeth, seemingly reluctant, but her body obediently followed orders, retreating with Arthur.

As they retreated, Arthur said to Teacher Scathach, "We're not fighting anymore—we surrender!"

Realizing that continuing would only turn them into Teacher Scathach's sandbags, Arthur, who had no masochistic tendencies, decisively chose to surrender and call it half.

"That won't do!"

However, Scathach didn't intend to let them off so easily: "Sister here is provoked by you. You have to take responsibility!"

Accompanying her somewhat ambiguous words was another round of storm-like, terrifying, and immensely powerful attacks.

The swings and thrusts that Arthur and Mordred dodged left long, narrow chasms or huge craters in the ground.

The sword used for blocking transmitted a terrifying force that made muscles, meridians, and bones scream in unison. Falling onto the body resulted in intense pain and horrific wounds—

"The last 'god' of this era, the strongest in Europe." Artorius confirmed again that he and Mordred were facing such a "monster."

"!"

After this, Mordred was finally sent flying, collapsing on the ground and unable to rise.

"Mordred?!"

Suddenly losing her helper, Arthur, in his alarm, had his barely maintained defense shattered.

The last scene he remembered was Scathach, with a joyful smile like a female beast, delivering a swift and powerful kick—

After that, he knew nothing more.

Author's Notes:

Scathach going all out > Mordred + Arthur. Of course, only temporarily. After all, Mordred and Arthur's combined ages don't even amount to a fraction of Scathach's.

Shameless plug: Matou Shinji's Dimensional Game

Synopsis

Transmigrated into Matou Shinji, about to face Matou Sakura's adoption into the Matou family, what should I do with this start?

Huh? Why isn't it Sakura who moves in, but Ryougi Shiki? What? This girl, three years older than me, is also engaged to me? And the old worm wants to throw her into the worm den for modification?

Eat shit! Old worm!

Then the cheat system arrived, though the art style is a bit strange...

[Uchiha Madara: This dungeon called the Namekian War is interesting, and the boss is called Emperor of the Universe Frieza? Hmph, I, Uchiha Madara, am the strongest! Come, dance!]

[Tokisaki Kurumi: Infinite War Titan Star campaign against Thanos, missing one healer, hurry up, I'm leading the team, we'll clear it! Thor, you want to join? Get lost, we need a healer.]

[Emiya Shirou: Justice Hero team forming to raid the invincible Gilgamesh-chan dungeon, the strongest DPS Gilgamesh is already in place, 3 spots left, purple-haired Old Woman priority!]

Matou Shinji stared at his Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan, looking at the messages on the public chat trying to form a team, then looked at the Girl with Glasses who called him 'Lord Xiang Yu', and fell into deep thought.

Chapter 59: This is the Shadow Country

"It hurts... Teacher Scathach really doesn't hold back at all..."

After an unknown amount of time, Arthur opened his eyes again, finding himself lying on a soft velvet bed.

"..."

"Where is this..."

"This is my castle."

As Arthur mumbled this, Teacher Scathach's voice came from beside him.

"Your castle..."

Arthur muttered to himself, turning his head to see his teacher, Scathach, sitting by his bedside.

"Don't worry, the battle is over, and I had a good workout. You're safe now, at least for the time being."

The purple-haired beauty smiled and said these words.

Her tight leather armor had been replaced with a more elegant and luxurious outfit adorned with more velvet. She also wore a gold-threaded veil on her head. It seemed this was Scathach's casual attire when not in combat.

She's so beautiful.

Arthur had known Scathach was a great beauty before, but seeing her like this, Artorius felt a slight, almost involuntary daze. He was genuinely captivated by Scathach.

The heroic and valiant Scathach he'd seen before was, of course, also wonderful. That kind of heroic, agile older sister inspired a desire to conquer, or be conquered.

But if Arthur had to choose, he preferred the current mysterious and luxurious Scathach. It was softer, making him want to delve into her secrets and make her his own.

As he had said before, Arthur's true nature was not that of a warrior, but of a ruler, a dominator, and a commander.

Rather than fighting on the battlefield, or facing a powerful warrior, knight, monster, or demigod one-on-one, Artorius preferred the enjoyment of manipulating and controlling a country, a group, or an army.

Making a country prosperous, turning a team into the industry leader, and leading an army to invincibility.

This was Arthur's joy, the source of his happiness, the feeling that life was so beautiful and the air so fresh.

Therefore, he preferred noblewomen over female warriors – this wasn't an XP acquired from a decadent, luxurious, and degenerate place like "Rome," but something innate.

Well, perhaps not entirely innate. After all, he had grown up under his Father King's influence.

His Father King, Artorius I, was a noble, dignified, and elegant monarch.

She was invincible on the battlefield. When the divinity of a monarch combined with constant victories, she became the most powerful and authoritative person on the island of Britannia.

She was also the person Arthur was most closely related to by blood.

So Arthur admired her, loved her. The young Little Arthur had even thought of becoming like her, to live up to his Father King's earnest expectations.

Of course, all of this became a fleeting memory as Arthur grew up.

The thoughts of childhood, even things he had strived for with all his might as life goals, seemed trivial in retrospect. Everyone must have experienced this.

However, the XP gradually cultivated from childhood had not changed with the passage of time.

The current Arthur still preferred noblewomen, ladies, queens, or princesses over female warriors, female knights, or Valkyries – Ah, of course, he could still handle the latter if he had to.

After all, besides his XP, Arthur was also quite lustful.

"I have a feeling you're thinking something rude, Arthur."

"Just your imagination, Teacher Scathach."

Facing Scathach's frown, Arthur did not hesitate to lie. His expression remained unchanged: "So, what's the current situation? Did I satisfy your desire for battle, and now you've captured me to be kept?" As he said this, Arthur remained relaxed.

"In fact, it's not just you."

"Oh, and Little Mo too."

Arthur couldn't help but roll his eyes: "I didn't expect your tastes to be so vile, Teacher."

"That word 'too'..."

"That's not important." Arthur said, jumping off the bed and checking his body to confirm nothing had happened. He was relieved that Scathach hadn't forced him to make a generous contribution or melt his core, or any other vile things.

"Alright, no need to take advantage of me while testing me anymore." This time, it was Scathach who rolled her eyes.

Of course, a beauty is still a beauty. Even when rolling her eyes, she looked captivating and charming.

"We are still in a dream."

She said, "Oh, no, it should be 'you' are still in a dream."

"Then..."

"Don't worry, there will be no side effects. And I've also adjusted the time flow between the Shadow Country and the real world. And finally—"

As she said this, Scathach leaned closer to Arthur.

Even though Arthur was Arthur, he instinctively tensed when Scathach approached him. As she cupped his face and came very, very close, as if she were about to kiss him, Arthur found himself blushing uncontrollably, his heart rate increasing slightly.

"Very cute."

Scathach commented, "You're cute when you imitate adults in your child form. But after seeing you imitate adults so often, seeing you suddenly act like a normal child again doubles that cuteness."

Contrast is cute, I get it.

Arthur wanted to say this, but found he couldn't open his mouth because Scathach was holding his face.

"Now listen to me carefully, Artorius Pendragon."

Scathach looked at him earnestly:

"Let's repeat our previous pact, my dear disciple."

"I will train you to your absolute limit with all my might."

"At the same time, I promise you that I will face that 'world-class problem' with you. And help you 'usurp destiny'."

"You think you've hit the jackpot, don't you?"

"Because you've hit the jackpot, because you feel you've gained too much, you're confused and insecure. Even with a failsafe like geis, it's the same—

Because you know that for someone like me, who has mastered the primal Rune magic, such things are commonplace and can be toyed with like trash. It's not a failsafe at all."

For a moment, Arthur even thought he was done for. He thought Scathach, his teacher, who had violently shattered their unspoken understanding, would kill him or mess him up in some other way, turning him into her possession.

But surprisingly, Scathach didn't do that.

"What I want to tell you is," she said cheerfully to Arthur:

"I've already gotten what I wanted."

Author's Notes:

The COVID situation in the country has basically subsided. But it's still quite dire overseas. Sigh.

Also, I'm still asking for monthly votes, recommendation tickets, and blades.

Chapter 60: Mordred has a loyal dog attribute

After saying these words, Scathach released the hand holding Arthur's face, then stood up and walked towards the door of the room:

"You are more interesting than all the students I have ever taught," she said calmly as she walked away, her back to Arthur:

"And your desires are stronger than all the students I have ever taught."

"Many things will happen between us.

So at least for now, you can rest assured, I won't kill you."

As Arthur was about to say something in response to Scathach, she had already reached the main door of the room:

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