True Magician

Chapter 151

Kuoh.

The dream was simply wonderful. It was as if I had rested for a hundred years or more, without experiencing any irritants, and because of this, I simply did not want to open my eyes to fully enjoy my half-asleep state.

Judging by the sensations, my body was still lying on the grass by the same river.

And that was strange, because the sun had definitely risen long ago, and its rays were shining through my eyelids. However, since Heracles wanted to linger, so be it. He's a grown boy and all.

I stretched sweetly with my eyes still closed, or rather, I tried to, because...

- "Oh? You want to do it here, outside, in front of everyone? I didn't think you had it in you, husband," said a very familiar voice as my hand touched something soft. I opened my eyes wide and saw, of course, Morgan lying next to me with a sly smile on her face.

- "Huh? What are you doing here?" I didn't understand. "And where's Hera..."

But I had to stop there, because my eyes found the Greek hero, and he looked, to put it mildly... frightened. Heracles was sitting a little way away from us, acting as if he wasn't there.

He seemed afraid to breathe, looking away from us and not moving at all. I also definitely noticed goosebumps running down his body, as well as the fact that instead of twelve lives, he had only FOUR.

- "Should I ask what you did to him?" I asked, rubbing my temples.

- "He tried to prevent me, your wife, from fulfilling my marital duties, and for that he was justly punished, wasn't he, Berserker?" "With a smile on her face, Morgan asked, to which Heracles JUMPED up and quickly, like an obedient little boy, nodded his head intensely. And because of this, his hair shook like a metalhead at a rock concert.

- "I'm sure he gave in to you, otherwise I can't imagine how you managed to take eight of his lives."

- "As befits a gentleman," she said calmly, as if stating the obvious. "And I took not eight, but ten lives. I must admit, the great hero of Greece is a surprisingly resilient man."

My eyebrow twitched.

I didn't know what to be more surprised at. How brazen Morgan could be, or that the greatest hero of Greece had submitted to her and lost TEN lives, even if he had given in.

Hmm... I'll make up for Heracles' suffering in the future. He deserves it.

- "Okay, let's get back to business," I sighed. "Why are you here?"

- "Don't upset me, husband," she said. "Don't you remember what you promised me? And to Beast II, too."

I raised an eyebrow at her words, but quickly realized what she was getting at.

- "I didn't promise anything, Morgan," I grinned. "I don't think a magnificent woman like you would stoop so low as to lie to someone's face, lowering yourself to such an unworthy level, would you?"

- "I made a promise for both of us, my husband, so your words are meaningless," Morgan chuckled. "And who cares about lies if the desired result is achieved, huh?"

Yeah. That's Morgan le Fay. Who would have doubted it?

- "Grrr," Heracles growled quietly, which Morgan naturally heard, and in that same second, a magical beam flew in his direction, which the Berserker managed to dodge.

- "Did you say something, Berserker?" Morgan asked with a smile on her face, to which Heracles shook his head in denial.

- "Good. I thought you wanted to come between the two of us."