44 Pink-Haired Seductress

"Such a handsome child...." The woman said.

Although she wasn't wearing anything, the woman with pink long hair and a gentle face smiled, giving off a remarkably sweet appearance.

She seemed completely not embarrassed. With that body and that face, it was as if she were born to entice men.

She was a natural beauty, indeed.

Different from Mordred, Morgan, or Artoria, and even different from Vivian. Mordred was not only a girl but also an excellent warrior, a versatile talent trained by Artorius, and an outstanding commander.

Morgan, aside from being a woman, was a powerful witch, a mage. Vivian could be considered a fairy queen, and Artoria, needless to say, was the King of Knights.

However, now, smiling and looking at the woman in front of him with great interest, Artorius couldn't discern her status or anything else with his ability that resembled appraisal.

Knight, swordsman, mage, commoner, villager, noble, little sister, lady, big sister... this woman didn't have any of those attributes. Artorius wasn't just boasting, over the past few years, he had significantly honed his ability. If he were to guess, he would likely be correct eight or nine times out of ten.

But, at this moment, it seemed like this ability had lost its effect.

Apart from being a 'female', Artorius couldn't see anything else.

There were two possibilities.

The first possibility was that this woman had an incredibly strong feminine power. So her profession and characteristics were inherently 'female', or rather, 'female' itself.

The other possibility was that this woman possessed a powerful affinity for magic, or she was skilled in magecraft. Thus, she concealed her own characteristics.

Regardless of which possibility it was, neither was an easy one to deal with.

Artorius thought to himself and then asked the beautiful woman in front of him, "Big Sister, are you a fairy?"

Saying such words, Artorius adjusted his demeanor to that of an innocent, naive, and cute boy. It was his natural defensive behavior when dealing with unfamiliar big sisters.

As for the question about the 'fairy', it was a kind of test.

Artorius had seen many fairies in Avalon or Britain. Some were as small as butterflies, and others were a bit larger, like figurines. The most powerful fairies probably had the proportions of a legal loli. Fairy big sisters like Vivian were few and far between.

Artorius hadn't encountered many of them so far.

"No, not a fairy..." the other person said, smiling gently at Artorius.

"Then... besides fairies, are there other beings in Avalon? Like goddess?" Artorius proposed another hypothesis.

"No, not that either..." she replied with a smile, getting closer to Artorius as the sound of water flowed.

"Well, even though many people say I have a beauty resembling that of a goddess, I am indeed a human, you know~" she said as she approached, gradually revealing more of her figure. The natural and aesthetic feeling emanating from her had a considerable impact on Artorius.

'This person truly is a seductress...' Artorius thought to himself.

While he had this thought in his mind, the pink-haired seductress happily approached the shore. She was getting closer to Artorius.

At this proximity, Artorius had to maintain his innocent boyish image and acting. So, even though he wanted to push this big sister down and scold her for being shameless, he just turned his head slightly, blushing, as if he wanted to see but didn't dare.

This attitude pleased the pink-haired seductress.

"Little brother~" She intentionally put on a sad expression and said to Artorius, "Don't you like big sister? Isn't big sister pretty?"

"P-Pretty."

Artorius who pretended as the pure, introverted, and shy boy, replied with a bashful tone, "I've never seen such a pretty big sister before."

This was a lie. Based on Artorius's standards, this woman was indeed exceptional. However, she didn't surpass the women in his own family.

Moreover, in this short moment, Artorius had a daring guess. He figured out who this woman was.

"Well, if that's the case, why don't you take a good look at big sister~"

"No, it's not right." Artorius spoke this time with conviction, saying, "As a knight, it's inappropriate to be disrespectful to women."

If it were the twelve-year-old Artorius, he could have answered, "Because Mother said it's not right", continuing to emphasize his 'shota' cuteness. But if sixteen-year-old Artorius said that, it would feel a bit fake.

So he used such a firm and righteous way of speaking.

"I see, such a cute little knight."

"I'm not little, I'm already sixteen."

In answering this question, Artorius also displayed the stubbornness and persistence typical of boys his age. When he said that, he unconsciously opened his eyes and looked at the other person. With wide-open eyes, he quickly turned his head again, saying, "P-Please put on your clothes first before speaking!"

"Hmm, yes, you're not a child anymore~"

The big sister with pink hair smiled happily. "So don't worry, I'm already dressed, you know. So please open your eyes and look at me, my cute knight~"

"I see."

Artorius breathed a sigh of relief and then opened his eyes.

Hmm, yes, she had indeed 'properly' put on her clothes.

A fluffy white outfit, boots, a white crown, and a garment that resembled a highly revealing swimsuit more than clothing, showing off a lot of skin.

'Should I say it's worthy of TYPE-MOON world? Even though it's the medieval era, they have such 'modern' attire, what nonsense...' Artorius rolled his eyes in his mind and continued his acting.

"A-A-Ahh!"

After pretending to be stunned for a while, Artorius then pretended to panic, closed his eyes, and waved his hands in front of him, as if trying to slap something away.

"Wha-What?!"

Artorius shouted loudly while feeling like he had grabbed two soft marshmallows with his hands.

"Mmm~"

Then came the happy yet erotic hum from the big sister. In this delightful hum, her fondness for Artorius once again increased significantly.

...Of course, this was also part of his calculation.