Scáthach silently watched Asher. Judging from the current posture, it looked more like Asher wanted to violate Uathach, and Uathach wanted to struggle but was helpless.
Because at this moment, Asher was on top of Uathach, with one hand on her leg, looking like a pervert whose mind had been clouded by lust.
"M-Shishou?! Why did you come back so quickly..." Asher stammered, quickly letting go of her hand, feeling a slight panic in his heart.
"If I hadn't come back, what were you planning to do to your Big Sister just now?" Scáthach glanced at Asher sideways, her voice still calm, but with a kind of unangered authority.
Asher was speechless for a moment.
In the current situation, saying anything didn't seem to make much sense.
Speaking of which, what exactly was going on? Didn't she say half a month? Why did Shishou come back after only a little over a week?!
Scáthach sized up Asher a few times and smiled faintly. "It seems your strength has improved quite a bit since I left."
"Very good, come with me to the training grounds."
Asher: "..."
Looking at Scáthach, who left the room after speaking, Asher knew what kind of treatment awaited him.
He turned his head angrily to look at Uathach. The girl looked at Asher with a smile. "Ash, what were you planning to do to Big Sister just now? Aren't you going to continue?"
Clearly, she was taking a small revenge for Asher being too cold to her these past few days.
Asher didn't speak and turned to leave the room, but his wrist was grabbed by Uathach.
"Is there anything else, Big Sister?" Asher asked unhappily.
"Are you angry?"
Looking at Asher's unhappy expression, Uathach held his arm and shook it gently. "Who told you not to tell the truth yesterday? Big Sister reminded you yesterday, and these past few days too, you've been sneaking off to play somewhere every day without taking me along."
Asher still didn't say anything.
"You won't blame me, will you?" Uathach blinked her eyes and asked cautiously. She felt that her younger brother seemed genuinely angry this time.
"No, don't do it again," Asher said sullenly.
He just suddenly remembered the fear of being dominated by Scáthach for the past five years when he saw her smile just now. Although she was usually quite easy-going, Scáthach was a complete devil during training!
"Ash, you're so good!" Uathach hugged Asher's waist and rubbed her face against his back like a cat.
Asher sighed. "Quickly let go. Shishou is still waiting for me."
"Good luck!" Uathach let go of Asher, slightly clenched her fist, and cheered him on.
Then, watching Asher walk out of the room, Uathach slowly exhaled. "That's great."
No matter how much she teased him, he wouldn't blame her. This was also the reason why she liked Asher so much.
...Wait.
Uathach suddenly thought of a very serious matter.
Wouldn't this mean that the time she had finally managed to spend alone with Ash had been ruined again?!
Am I an idiot?!
Uathach suddenly regretted it again, burying her face in the pillow and rolling around in the quilt repeatedly.
"I absolutely can't be stupid again!"
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In front of the open space near the forest.
Under Scáthach's intense training, Asher simply sat on the ground panting, his forehead covered in sweat.
"Very strong power. You've made considerable progress again while I was away. Not bad." Scáthach looked at Asher, who was simply sitting on the ground panting, and commented indifferently.
"Thank you for the praise, Shishou... but if possible, I hope you can still hold back..." Asher's forehead was covered in sweat, and he gasped for breath. "If you're too serious, it's a bit too much to handle."
"Too serious...?" Scáthach shook her head. "This level doesn't even come close to being serious."
She raised her eyes. "Besides, before secretly entering your Big Sister's room, you should have been prepared for punishment, right? Pick up your weapon and continue training!"
"That's why I said I was innocent!!" Asher's miserable scream echoed through the morning forest.
"Don't slack off, and don't think that you can rest after training until you have no strength left. In battle, a spirit of invincibility is essential! If you don't think about how to defeat others, your stamina will run out sooner or later, and then you can only wait to die!"
Scáthach loudly scolded Asher, waving the spear in her hand. Because she was afraid of accidentally injuring Asher, she often used the butt of the spear when hitting him, but even so, it hurt Asher quite a bit.
Clang!
The sound of weapons clashing rang out again, the collision of spears echoing with a crisp and pleasant sound. Scáthach raised her spear, and the butt of the spear struck Asher's stomach.
A spirit of invincibility...
It seemed that Scáthach's words had stimulated Asher. After being knocked back several steps by the butt of the spear, Asher didn't retreat anymore.
He raised his head, a fighting spirit in his dark eyes.
He also wanted to know if, after nearly a month, the distance between him and Scáthach had not narrowed at all.
Seeing the seriousness in Asher's eyes, Scáthach was slightly surprised and looked at him with astonishment. "Good eyes, good momentum... very good, that's the way, come on, attack me with all you've got!"
Asher didn't speak, but just raised the red spear in his hand. "Shishou, you once said that any weapon can be used in battle, right?"
"Of course, an excellent warrior should know how to use all kinds of weapons. You can use all your skills," Scáthach said with a faint smile. "How about this? If you can defeat me, I can grant you one request."
"Any wish will do," she added again.
These were words full of confidence. Scáthach didn't think she would lose, or rather, she didn't think she would lose to the current Asher.
Any request...?
Asher took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.
She really doesn't take me seriously at all.
Asher raised his spear and charged towards Scáthach, the spear tip pointing in her direction. Runic letters activated in an instant, and scorching flames surged forth, sweeping towards Scáthach.
Scáthach simply dodged the flames with a light sidestep, but at this moment, she felt a cold sensation under her feet. Looking down, she saw that the ground had frozen over at some point.
"Runic magic? It seems you've improved quite a bit." Her movement restricted, Scáthach remained calm. She leaned back slightly to avoid the spear tip Asher thrust at her, her long hair flying up. She pressed one hand on the ground, raised her leg, and kicked Asher's arm, sending the spear in Asher's hand flying high.
Losing his weapon meant the battle was almost over—
Just as she thought this, Scáthach's eyes widened slightly, looking at Asher with some astonishment.
To be precise, she was looking at the longsword he had drawn from his waist at some point.
...When did her disciple learn swordsmanship?
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