Type Moon World, this moon is really wild

"Dead!"

Chapter 124 Pliers and Bench Visors: The Ultimate Heavy Industry

"A sense of participation! How dare you say that?"

"Ahem, just kidding." Yinglin gave her an apologetic look, but it didn't earn her Altria's forgiveness. She bit her shoulder with her cute fangs.

She was satisfied when a faint mark appeared.

"That's what you call participation."

"You want me to die?"

"That's something you need to think about, I don't need to, hehe."

Artoria proudly raised her head, only to be kissed by Shadow Scale the next second.

Having learned from her previous experience, Artoria was no longer struggling to cope; in fact, she was able to turn the tables and ride Shadowlin beneath her.

Like a knight king who conquers all directions, symbolizing absolute power, looking down at him from a high place.

No matter what, she is the strongest person. Even Yinglin, whom she acknowledges, must submit to King Arthur!

After a long while, the two finally separated.

The Knight King wiped his mouth and said with feigned disdain.

"The king will not be defeated by the same tricks!"

"Really?" Yinglin said with a smile, his calm demeanor making Artoria somewhat puzzled.

Does he have any other tricks up his sleeve?

Then, he took out an exquisite chocolate, its knight-like shape instantly catching her eye.

"I think it's a bit of a waste to turn this thing into a handicraft."

Artoria accepted it with great joy, looking at the doll that was exactly like herself, and subconsciously recalled the night she met him.

At first, I didn't really care.

But when Shadowlin defeated her and rode on her back, Artoria felt a stirring of affection.

"why."

"I have a feeling you'll be unable to resist eating it."

“That’s right.” Artoria readily admitted her flaw and added.

"In that case, I'll trouble you to make me chocolate every day."

"Huh? Aren't you even getting enough to eat at regular meals?"

"Maybe?" Artoria awkwardly scratched her head and explained.

"You can't go too far with your behavior at the dinner table, or what will the other people eat?"

"Le, I just think you're enriching your own tastes."

"Idiot Yinglin!"

The Knight King, whose plan had been exposed, could no longer maintain his composure and dignity, and angrily pushed him down.

"It's too late. You already showed a weakness just now, so now just wait for me to teach you a lesson!"

"what?"

Artoria could no longer suppress Yinglin and could only be held in his arms like a little wife in a princess carry. His arms passed under her legs and touched the smooth white silk, which gave Yinglin a bold idea.

Normally, Artoria wears simple blue and white clothes.

Well now.

"Wait a moment, then we'll have you change into your bridal gown."

The Knight King, who was expected to be enraged, did not open his mouth; instead, he shrank back shyly inside.

"Ah."

Clearly, the moment Yinglin took out the chocolate, Artoria had already let down her guard.

"Hey, why don't you say a few more words?"

"It's nothing. Didn't I say before that as long as you give me chocolate, I'll... accept it?"

"But this is too fast." Yinglin thought that Artoria would give in halfway, but he didn't expect it to be so easy.

"You big idiot, you didn't make it in front of me, so you obviously prepared it a long time ago. You've never forgotten me, so of course you should follow your heart."

"If someone like me can't even do this, then chaos and disorder are bound to happen."

"Hmph, it's good to know."

As if remembering something, the cute blonde girl in her arms added.

"And... never forget my food."

"Impossible, I will never forget the strongest glutton in Britain."

"Call me something different!"

The British Red Dragon unleashed her ultimate move, but this time, Ying Lin wouldn't let her succeed. He decisively caught it, calmed down, and savored the moment.

Gradually, the clothes flew off the soft bed. The red dragon was initially shocked, but he gritted his teeth and kept telling himself that he was the strongest person and how could he lose to his sister?

Only when a painful scream rang out, and amidst the fallen petals, did the Knight King finally shed her long-standing disguise and become a "village girl" who had found her own happiness.

Perhaps this is a very fulfilling thing, but Yinglin looked worried.

The reputation of this British best bench vise is indeed well-deserved.

Compared to Morgan's gentle water pump, this is still too harsh.

He even suspected that the guy was too happy, and that the adjective "pliers" should probably be added to his description.

"Um?……"

Artoria, gradually feeling happy, looked at the black-haired boy in front of her who seemed to be in pain and asked in confusion.

"What’s wrong with you?"

"I feel you need some time to evolve."

"what?"

Gradually, she understood what was going on, and shyly covered her flushed face, murmuring something.

"This is just tension. You, you handle it yourself. If you treat me badly because of something like this, humph, just wait to get beaten up."

6.

Yinglin was at a loss for words to describe her, but he still went along with the girl's wishes and slowly guided the Knight King, who only knew a little about her.

All I can say is, a bench vise.

Well-deserved name.

……

Red Dragon's stamina is undoubtedly the strongest in all of Britain, not to mention that she has undergone grueling training, keeping her body at its peak.

Unlike Minamoto no Yorimitsu, who was neglected in training because the Shadow Scales disappeared and the demons were almost extinct, there was no use for her in Heian-kyo.

That's why I became so incompetent when I met Yinglin.

Otherwise, given her status, even if it were her first time, she couldn't have done so poorly.

At her peak, Artoria wasn't feeling sleepy at all. She could sit in front of the mirror, admiring her own beauty, letting Shadow Scale comb her brilliant golden hair.

"Lin, what you just said about 'sister' was an exaggeration, wasn't it?"

"Yes."

"Then... I'll temporarily refrain from using the Holy Sword and its scabbard."

If you use it...

The thought of his body remaining in this state forever made Alto want to breathe on it.

Although some people always say that each has its own merits, once you put it into practice, you'll find that what men like is always so straightforward.

Besides, even most women feel resentful about size.

One person is complaining that they are a burden.

Someone who has nothing will glare at you with a sharp look, as if they feel humiliated.

Artoria, naturally, will make use of her family's excellent genes.

"Sure, I'm waiting for you to become like that. It would be so elegant, wouldn't it? You wouldn't look like a little girl at all."

Yinglin tried his best to recall what Gunsty looked like.

"Yes, my sister and I are actually very similar. You can compare them. The only difference between us is our temperament."

Even after becoming king, Morgan could not change his inherent arrogance and coldness, giving people the first impression that he was very unapproachable.

Artoria, on the other hand, was sunny and cheerful, and seemed very approachable.

"Have you decided what to do next?"

"Me?" Artoria hesitated, as if she had seen a future she didn't want to see, before she spoke.

"How can a village girl's life be complete without children, right?"

Chapter 125 The Deterrent Power of the Ultimate Insult

"Okay, I have plenty of time to stay, so let's work hard together. You should also get moving and not be so lazy."

"Hmph, no way, I'll just let you get tired."

"alright."

Seemingly sensing the boredom in Yinglin's tone, Artoria suppressed her shyness and murmured.

"It's not impossible, but you have to hold back, watch your words, and don't be too concerned about me."

Be careful not to get snapped in two by those giant pincers, huh?

To enjoy almost the same treatment as Shiro Cinan ( )

However, Yinglin still possesses power; at most, he will only experience pain, and he will certainly not suffer any ultimate humiliation.

That's absolutely something no human being could withstand!

"I know, I'll say a few words to you later."

"Damn it, are you trying to eat my tiger teeth?!"

"maybe?"

Yinglin surprisingly agreed, but his gaze kept drifting towards Artoria's bright red lips.

Through the mirror, Artoria knew what he wanted to say and, without hesitation, patted his head with her ahoge (cowlick).

"Don't even think about it!"

How could I possibly do something like that...?

You've never treated me like that.

Seeing that the girl was only shy and did not show any strong resistance, Yinglin knew that he had succeeded.

"Everything you're entitled to will be there."

"If you say that again... I'll really bite you!"

"Surrender meow~"

"No throwing! Fight to the last drop of blood!" Artoria crossed her arms and proudly raised her head.