บท 126: Chapter 13: Marianne Le Fay

Lancelot was sitting at his desk quietly, trying to focus on the less, while he felt a strange gaze coming from behind him.

'That little ice fairy keeps throwing small balls of ice at me...'

'Why?'

"Now, can anyone tell me why people are so adamant about becoming lords and fighting in Avalon?" 

Evaine spoke loudly to the class while Lancelot was irritated by the small but freezing-cold balls that kept hitting his head.

Guinevere beside him was the first to stand up, her beautiful frame in that black uniform drawing the eyes of many, but only Lancelot looked at her behind with no sense of shame or hiding his gaze.

'Did her butt get bigger?' 

Morgana was currently hiding in her spirit form wrapped around Lancelot's back with her lips resting on his ears and cheek as she whispered in her seductive voice.

"I think she's getting a lot of protein these days."

'Erotic woman be quiet.'