FATE: Target of Grand Master

This special training lasted for 5 days, and in addition to Morgan's basic magic combat course, Cú Chulainn's basic Celtic warrior course was also added.

The newly added part, simply put, is about constantly honing Xia Yan's martial arts skills under Cú Chulainn's guidance and getting Xia Yan used to the way Gan Jiang and Mo Xie are used.

Although Cú Chulainn is a spearman, powerful warriors are professionals in the use of various weapons, so he is more than capable of guiding Xia Yan, a novice who can't even swing a sword steadily.

Xia Yan wondered if it was just his imagination, but he always felt that Cú Chulainn was putting in extra effort when training him, which made Xia Yan feel that Cú Chulainn was taking his anger out on him, but he had no evidence to prove it.

Morgan, seeing Cú Chulainn working so hard, was quite pleased and not only did not stop him, but also approved of his actions.

"What terrible things have I done?"

Upon returning to the safe house, Xia Yan collapsed onto the sofa, his entire body clinging to it like a piece of minced meat.

Although returning to the safe house would heal all his injuries, the soreness was still etched into Xia Yan's nerves. After being bombarded by two Servants for five days, Xia Yan felt that it was a miracle that he was still alive.

"take."

Morgan walked up to Xia Yan with two teacups in his hands and handed one of them to him.

"Thank you. But I really don't want to move right now."

Seeing that Xia Yan had completely entered a state of giving up, Morgan did not scold him. He patted Xia Yan, signaling him to turn over, then picked up a cup of tea, scooped up a spoonful with a teaspoon, and brought it to Xia Yan's lips.

"This is black tea brewed by me personally. Although it has no magical effects, I can guarantee its taste."

Xia Yan was stunned for a moment, then obediently opened his mouth.

A warm current entered my mouth, and the mellow aroma of tea immediately spread throughout my mouth. After swallowing, the lingering sweetness was enough to prove that Morgan's tea-brewing skills were first-class.

"How is it?"

Morgan was somewhat nervous, like a student waiting for the teacher to announce his grades.

"It's delicious. I'd like another sip."

Morgan didn't say anything, but the gesture of handing Xia Yan a teaspoon conveyed her good mood.

"You actually want me to serve you, Xia Yan. You're getting bolder and bolder," Morgan said coquettishly.

Xia Yan chuckled, revealing a satisfied expression without reservation.

For some reason, seeing Xia Yan so happy made Morgan feel particularly at peace.

Morgan scooped up another spoonful and said, "Although the special training was tough, you've grown rapidly. You should now be able to maintain the power of your magic at the standard level for a human magician. Your movements wielding Gan Jiang and Mo Xie are also basically smooth, and you can even activate your petrifying Mystic Eyes twice a day while maintaining their power. I guarantee that your overall level has definitely reached an excellent level in this Master selection, but there's still a gap between you and the top tier."

Despite training so hard, is it still impossible for me to reach the top level?

As if sensing Xia Yan's thoughts, Morgan poked Xia Yan's forehead with his finger.

"All things considered, you've only trained for 15 days, yet you've already progressed from an ordinary human to an ordinary magician. Such a rate of growth can only be described as terrifying. However, in trials like this, there will always be someone who goes even further, which is unavoidable."

However, you don't need to be discouraged. The strength of the Servant is more important than the Master's. I am, of course, and Cú Chulainn is also an extremely excellent Servant. With two of us by your side, you don't need to worry too much about your own strength; just do your best.

Morgan was right.

In terms of Master strength alone, even if one's original real world does not have supernatural powers like magic, people in special professions such as special forces soldiers and professional spies are inherently stronger than ordinary people like oneself. Even if they did not understand concepts such as Master and Servant, after three rounds of selection, the Masters who survived were all extraordinary.

As for Servants, Xia Yan never doubted the strength of his two Servants. As long as his mana supply didn't hold him back, Morgan was among the top-tier Servants.

"Master!"

Cú Chulainn suddenly swaggered over, and after being glared at by Morgan, he immediately turned and left.

Before leaving, Cú Chulainn gave Xia Yan an OK sign, and Xia Yan successfully received Cú Chulainn's signal.

"What are you two up to behind my back again?"

Morgan narrowed his eyes and his tone became unfriendly.

Xia Yan, fearing Morgan might misunderstand, quickly explained, "Your Majesty, please don't misunderstand. I was just thinking that staying in this safe house all the time is quite boring, so I was thinking of arranging a trip to Fuyuki City. You only appeared at the very end of this trial and didn't have a chance to properly explore the modern city. Why don't you take this opportunity to relax?"

Morgan was taken aback by Xia Yan's words.

"Travel," Morgan recalled his pilgrimages as a savior. Although he had made reliable companions, he was always rushing to deal with disasters and never had the mood for leisure. Moreover, entertainment in Britain was very scarce, and those goblins had no creativity whatsoever in their rotten heads.

I've never actually traveled without a purpose since I was born, so this might be a good opportunity to experience it.

Moreover, Morgan could sense that he genuinely didn't want to refuse Xia Yan's kindness.

"Since you're begging me, I'll reluctantly agree."

Morgan crossed her arms, closed her eyes, and then secretly raised her right eye to look at Xia Yan, looking arrogant.

Xia Yan didn't expose him. Having dealt with creatures like Wang many times, he knew that these creatures were actually surprisingly simple. As long as they were given enough respect and a little guidance, they could get the results they wanted.

"Let's get some rest early tonight, we'll set off early tomorrow morning."

After Xia Yan finished speaking, he prepared to rest on the sofa, but Morgan pulled him up.

"If you want to sleep, go back to your room."

"No, Your Majesty, Cú Chulainn and I won't be playing games in the middle of the night. Please let me rest in the living room for the night."

For the past few nights, Xia Yan has been dragged into Morgan's bedroom to sleep. Although nothing was done, the close contact every night was too much of a shock to Xia Yan's mind and body.

"What do you mean by that? Does staying by my side mean I can't get a proper rest?"

"No, Your Majesty. Well, I'm a rather traditional person. People of the opposite sex who sleep in the same bed should at least have a formal status, right?"

"You are my Master, isn't that enough?"

"That's not the kind of title I'm referring to."

Morgan smiled wickedly and then said, "That's easy. From now on, you are my husband."

"Huh? So suddenly? I'm happy, but aren't you even going to have a ceremony or something?"

"Stop talking nonsense and get inside!"