"Get up, Kay." Grand Duke Andrei's large hand gripped his shoulder and lifted him up. What met his eyes was Grand Duke Andrei's face, covered in age spots. Unconsciously, that lion-like father had grown old.
He had... grown old.
"I hope you realize your mistake." Grand Duke Andrei's tone softened a little. "As a decision-maker, and not even a Knight, you shouldn't even think about charging, let alone going to dangerous places. This is a basic lesson for an aide, for a Sage."
"Yes, Father." Kailar, gently put down by Grand Duke Andrei, said with his head bowed. His half-swollen face was already recovering and healing within mere seconds due to the light healing filling his body.
"Kay, come with me." Artoria said to Kailar with a cold face.
Grand Duke Andrei gave him a 'fend for yourself' look, then turned to issue orders to the Knights. Within a few minutes, there was no one left in Red Leaf Ridge's inner city.
"Lily?" Kailar followed the fast-paced Artoria closely. In the dimly lit corridor, her speed was extremely fast. Kailar had to jog slightly to keep up with her.
"Lily, are you angry?" Kailar asked loudly.
... Artoria just ignored him and walked forward. Kailar could only chase after her.
The bedroom... why here?
Kailar frowned. He couldn't guess Artoria's thoughts at all right now. He could only follow her into the bedroom, and with some sense of reason, he closed and locked the door. After all, it was a private matter. Kailar walked towards Artoria.
But what followed was a blow that directly knocked him onto the bed. It was heavy, and skillful, hitting only the soft part of his abdomen. Kailar felt a pain in his stomach and then toppled onto the bed.
"Wait, Lily, what do you want to do! Wait!" Kailar struggled, his hands and feet directly tied to the four posts of the bed. But on this huge wooden bed, weighing eight hundred kilograms, Kailar couldn't move at all.
"Wait, Lily, what exactly do you want to do?" Kailar wasn't scared; he absolutely trusted that Lily would never hurt him. But this situation was too bizarre. Even if she rushed over and beat him up, it would be better than this situation.
Kailar embarrassedly watched as Artoria, with a wicked charm, slowly took off her armor and gauntlets, then slowly pulled open her battle robe. When her jade-like fingers gently traced her tofu-like back, the stimulation was truly indescribable. At least, Kailar shamelessly got hard.
"Now, Kay." Artoria was left with only a small bandeau covering her chest, and tiny shorts that exposed her fiery * * completely. She leaned by the bed and asked in a gentle tone.
"Do you know how worried I was about you?" Her fingers gently caressed Kailar's smooth, jade-like forehead as she softly asked. She leaned down and kissed Kailar's forehead, her golden hair strands falling, teasing Kailar's senses.
"Lily..." As Kailar opened his mouth, he found that he was already so parched he couldn't speak. He could only let Artoria's lips gently move from his forehead, to the bridge of his nose, then licking the tip of his nose, slowly kissing his lips, and then lingering around his neck.
Completely powerless, or perhaps not wanting to resist, Kailar just closed his eyes, unable to speak.
"Losing you..." Artoria sat on Kailar's abdomen, gently leaning on his chest, "It's truly, truly unimaginable..."
"It's very painful, isn't it?!" Artoria suddenly leaned back, then grabbed Kailar's already erect root, asking with a charming smile.
Kailar nodded honestly.
"From the very beginning, I knew you were amazing, Kay." Artoria's slender, jade-like hand gently caressed Kailar's root, smiling. She had perfectly mimicked the smile Kailar usually wore on his face.
"No matter what I say, I know that with your personality, you'll never take it to heart. Next time, to train me, you'll still do the same, won't you?" Artoria's words and the movements of her hands were definitely a double stimulation. Kailar just closed his eyes, breathing rapidly, not speaking.
"See, I knew it." Artoria smiled and stood up, then stepped on Kailar's root with her foot and chuckled. Her smile was absolutely identical to Kailar's all-controlling smile when he was strategizing... "Then I thought of a way to inflict mental torture on you." She stepped on him not too lightly, not too heavily; only Kailar, the person involved, understood the subtlety.
"How about it, now... can you escape my torment?" Artoria giggled.
No one knew what happened in Kailar's bedroom, but it was obvious that Artoria looked radiant when she came out, while Kailar's hair was disheveled, making him look quite dejected.
The Knights exchanged strange glances and all shifted their gaze elsewhere.
At this moment, Kailar's disciple, Andra, had already finished compiling the data. He ignored his teacher's embarrassed situation and simply began to speak in a very formal tone.
Kailar was indeed Kailar. He simply tied his messy hair back with a ribbon, forming a short ponytail, and then began to handle matters with a wise and composed expression.
"What's the total number of weapons?" Kailar asked.
"A total of over five hundred thousand weapons." Kailar was surprised to find that Andra used a vague number, which was completely unlike his personality.
"Teacher, you don't understand." Andra said with a wry smile. He paused, then began, "A Gaul axe weighs 5 kilograms, while a small axe weighs only about one kilogram. But this is just for the Gauls! The large axes of the Vikings and Anglo-Saxons all have different weights, and the styles of small axes vary even more. To count them so precisely and quickly... Teacher, I can't do it."
"You've worked hard." Kailar gently patted his shoulder and whispered, "So, have Rocar and the others returned?"
"Yes." Andra bowed and said.
"Then I will arrange for a few other junior brothers from statistics to help you. Get it counted as soon as possible, Andra." Kailar said gently.
"Yes." He bowed even deeper...