The Infinite Journey of a Certain Flame

"Ahem! I'm just a little unaccustomed to it, after all, you're such a refined lady..."

Lancelot said defiantly, but she dared not look Kiana in the eye.

Actually, Lancelot was afraid that he would be touched by this sweet-looking, cute, and gentle girl, after all, her appearance was really attractive.

She has always kept her distance from beautiful women, especially strong women who can turn the tide of battle single-handedly.

This kind of Valkyrie-level character is really not to be trifled with...

"That's good. Let me examine you," Kiana said.

"What kind of checkup?"

Lancelot was still very scared, but she still forced herself to speak.

"I need to check if you have any wounds. That's essential. Otherwise, how can I be sure you weren't drugged and then had surgery without your knowledge?" Kiana said.

Surgery? Upon hearing this word, Lancelot thought to himself, "So she's a doctor."

Otherwise, how could they possibly know the term "surgery"...?

After all, things like surgery are something that only doctors, well-educated scholars, or priests have some knowledge of.

wrong...

What kind of surgery can cause gender change? You'd think magic would be more plausible, right?

Are you sure you're not mistaken?

"Of course I'm sure."

Kiana nodded, her attitude remaining resolute.

"Oh, I see. Then I'll take off my clothes first."

After saying that, she immediately began to remove the armor from her upper body.

As the sturdy armor was released, the girl's fair and jade-like skin was revealed to Kiana.

Just as she had expected, that rather proud silhouette bounced uncontrollably once it was freed from the restraints of the armor.

The textured bounce is very eye-catching.

"Um, may I take another look?"

As she approached, the person immediately put their hands in front of their chest and took several steps back.

"What do you want to do?"

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you, come here!"

"You! Don't come any closer! If you do, I might..."

In short, after a friendly and cordial exchange, Lancelot was forced to reluctantly undergo Kiana's examination.

After checking several times, Kiana frowned, seemingly having gained nothing.

"There's nothing unusual. There are no surgical scars on your body. Um... do you have pain in your affected limb?"

Kiana pointed to a certain part of Lancelot's body and said.

"Me? Where am I?" Lancelot frowned, feeling ashamed that he was being controlled by the girl in front of him.

"That's right. Has there been any unusual reaction in that area?"

Kiana looked on expectantly, hoping Lancelot would say yes.

However, Lancelot did not speak.

"What do you mean by not saying anything? Do you not believe what I said?" Kiana said, taking Lancelot's hand and gently stroking it.

"Oh dear! What are you doing?"

Lancelot was startled and tried to pull his hand back, but Kiana held it firmly.

"I just wanted to help you, you don't need to be so nervous."

"I...I'm not nervous!"

Lancelot stubbornly insisted that she hadn't fully grasped the situation yet. She had only felt her heart race and her cheeks flush when those gentle little hands touched her skin.

"Yes, you're not nervous." Kiana nodded.

"Could you please let go of my hand so I can get dressed?" Lancelot said.

"Okay, fine." Kiana reluctantly let go of her hand. She didn't insist. After all, she was just helping out, and she could take her time to understand the problem.

"Are you done?" Kiana asked, a hint of doubt in her voice. "Was someone altering you at some point?"

"I don't know, but..." Lancelot said.

"but?"

"But I'm certain there's one person who has the ability to do this..."

Her voice trembled slightly; she wasn't sure if what she was saying was true or false.

Because during this period, many strange things did happen to her; sometimes even her body shape changed.

It wasn't just her figure, but also her hair and the clothes she wore.

"Why does your complexion change so drastically? And why is your skin so smooth?"

Kiana continued to ask, wanting to know what Lancelot was hiding from her.

"I don't know either. Maybe it's because I ate a fruit that caused these changes," Lancelot said.

Ok

She didn't know why her body had changed so much in such a short time.

"Fruit? Hmm, maybe... you bought fruit from an unknown person, ate it, and then this happened. So that person might be a wandering fairy. I don't really understand imitation either."

Kiana wasn't joking when she said that.

She really didn't know much about magic, and she didn't quite understand whether there really was some kind of mischievous magic that could turn a person into what they are now.

But given the current situation, this seems to be the only reasonable answer.

"In short, although you have changed your appearance, our business must continue."

"But how could I possibly show myself to her looking like this?"

Lancelot replied somewhat dejectedly.

She certainly didn't want to be perceived by King Arthur as tall, mighty, handsome, dashing, and powerful.

She transformed into someone petite, charming, and cute with a sweet voice.

Then I'll never be able to face anyone again!

"So that's what you're worried about. Hmm, that is indeed a problem."

Kiana stroked her chin, realizing that Lancelot's concerns were not entirely unfounded.

As the second-in-command of the Knights, if he were to become a girl, he probably wouldn't be able to command respect from the crowd, unless the entire order changed along with him.

But that's impossible.

So we still need to maintain her inner sense of male dignity.

In that case, why not...

"I have a way."

A glint of light flashed in Kiana's eyes. She looked at the lovely girl in front of her and smiled slightly, as if everything was under her control.

...

"I

Let me introduce you. This is Lancelot's sister, Lilina.

Kiana, holding Lancelot's hand, came to Artoria and began to fabricate stories with a nonchalant expression.

Upon hearing her words, not only Artoria, but even Lancelot himself was stunned.

"My/Lancelot's sister???" The two exclaimed in unison.

“Yes, that’s right,” Kiana stared into Lancelot’s eyes and said, enunciating each word clearly. “She is Lancelot’s sister.”

Lancelot understood perfectly from that unequivocal look in his eyes.

However, for her to admit that she is her own sister is a lie that goes against the code of chivalry!

As a knight loyal to King Arthur, could I really do such a thing?

"Hello, my name is Lilina, and I'm Lancelot's sister!"

Lancelot waved to Artoria.

Although she was internally so embarrassed that she got goosebumps all over, she outwardly appeared lively and adorable.

Kiana was impressed by the professionalism of his disguise and secretly gave him a thumbs up.

As for the deceived Artoria, she gently patted Lancelot's head and said, "It's nice to meet you. You're such a lovely little girl."

At this moment, Artoria did not recognize Lancelot's true form at all.

In her eyes, the white-haired little girl in front of her was absolutely adorable.

"Lilina, don't be so polite, let's go in. Is that alright?" Kiana asked Artoria.

"Yes, come in. I'm quite interested in her too," Artoria said with a slight bow, her polite demeanor making Lancelot feel uncomfortable.

"Then we'll be going now. Have fun."

After saying that, Kiana led Lancelot into Artoria's room.

After the two entered the house, Artoria looked at Lilina with a suspicious look in her eyes.

"Are you really Lancelot's sister?"

"Yes." Lilina nodded.

"But why don't I feel like it? Lancelot is clearly older than you, and why is your hair so white?"

Lilina paused slightly, then replied, "I don't know either, it's been like this since birth."