I, the Weakest Traveler, Start by Taming the gods of the Old World.

Knock knock!

"Come in." Artoria voiced out, dressed in her royal outfit. A beautiful crown a her forehead, and her body, adored with armored layers, that was complimted with a cape, falling behind her.

She was standing in the middle of the office, some papers in her hand.

The door oped,

"Good morning Artoria, you seem busy." Merlin uttered as she walked in, closing the door behind her.

"Morning. Well, I'm supposed to gather some papers for The traveler, he needs it to understand some methods or so he says." Artoria gtly placed the piles of paper on the table, before moving to the next.

"Oh right, he's the prime minister of Camelot. Quite the role you've giv him, did you think it through?" Merlin stood beside Artoria.

Artoria paused for a while, "Do you also think it was a bad choice?" She asked with a low tone.

Merlin was a bit surprised to see the seriousness on her face, "Is the King of Camelot feeling conflicted about her own decision?".

Artoria shot a glare at Merlin.

"Look, what I'm trying to say is, you're the King. At the d of the day, only your opinion should matter. You're feeling unsure because ev the knights of the table are asking you to reconsider, the nobles are doing the same, ev you feel you're being too rash because you think your feelings for the boy are clouding your judgmt."

Artoria tried to speak but Merlin cut her off again-

"As your advisor and mtor, I'll tell you, The traveler is the best hope Camelot has. If no one supports that, th I definitely will."

Artoria smiled, "Sorry, I lost my cool for a bit there. You're right, thank you Merlin." She replied, picking up the papers.

"Are you going already?" .

"Yes, you know how Traveler can be, he's probably still lying in bed." Artoria headed towards the exit.

"Want me to come wi-"

"No, I can handle this myself, I need you to help me check on Morgana, can you do that?" Artoria said as she stood at the trance of the room.

"Fine." Merlin pouted with her arms folded.

Artoria closed the door behind her.

…..

[Wake up! Wake up, you handsome prime minister.]

Ha Joon's eyes fluttered op.

"Oh dear, it's that time of the day. How could I have slept so late?" He said as he gtly sat up on the bed.

"System, do be humble and tell me what the time is."

[9:5am]

'I woke up just in time.' Ha Joon said with a grin, he gtly stood up from the bed, naked with no clothes on.

He took a deep breath as he allowed his body to absorb the sunlight. Once he had done that, he stood in front of the door, a few distance away.

'You, maid whose name I've never be able to get. You've always be able to ter this room while I'm asleep, to clean up the place, you ev had the nerve to leave a letter saying, 'jerk off to this'.'

Ha Joon ran his fingers through his hair.

'She must have underestimated me. I was a shut-in loser in my previous life. I'm the ultimate degerate. She seems smart too, but lucky for me, I already know the time she walks in to clean the room. Her cold gaze, her disgusted look wh she sees me naked, stroking my dick to her bare skin.'

Young master that is disgusting, you really are a degerate, I didn't think you'd actually jerk off.

"Ahhhhhh! Ev the thought of it is making me so excited. Nutalavila hahah!".

Bang! Bang!

"Excuse me, Master Ha Joon, I've come to clean your room."

The cold feminine voice echoed from the other side of the door.

'Oh, she's here, and she knocked. Oh dear, such an impatit little pervert you are'.

"I've be waiting for you."

Ha Joon moved closer to the door, his hand resting on the wall before he oped the door.

"My goodness, you really can't seem to-"

His expression dropped, his soul drained from his body wh he saw Artoria standing in front of the door.

His cock was handing out, twitching as the air cooled it off.

While the maid was right behind Artoria.

The maid had long silver hair, and her gaze, so cold it felt like she was staring directly into you. It didn't help that her eyes were so unique, not many could describe it.

Regardless, in that momt, no gaze felt scarier than the one Artoria fixed on Ha Joon's form.

…

Knelt in a respectful fashion, Ha Joon looked to the g in shame while Artoria sat on the bed, her fingers pinching the bridge of her nose.

"Traveler, you are now the prime minister of this country, you ought to act as such. Why are you so ke on doing this to her?" Artoria sighed.

'You wouldn't understand, this girl… she's daring me. No, she wants me to do it, she likes it, I swear, it's the truth!' Ha Joon said internally.

He couldn't risk telling Artoria about that though, a single word, and he could be making the maid lose her job as his private maid.

Not only that, he also doesn't want to lose his personal maid.

Ha Joon stole a quick glance at the maid, who was busy sweeping the g, acting like of it was her business.

"You really have nothing to say?" Artoria asked, this time her voice ev colder.

"It won't happ again." replied Ha Joon.

Artoria sighed.

"Good. Here, I've brought you the documts you need. I don't know if this will be ough, but if you need more, I'd help you." Artoria gtly stretched the papers towards Ha Joon.

Ha Joon, grabbing the papers immediately, began to use his instant learning skill to assimilate the information as quickly as he could.

Oping each page in less than 6 secs after going through them.

"I could ask Merlin for more , and th-"

"The agricultural projects are lacking quite a lot, say, the kingdom's overall asset, how much is it?" asked Ha Joon, his gaze still fixed on the papers.

Artoria stared at him for a while, surprised that he had managed to read almost half of the information she had giv him in no time.

But she didn't question it.

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A/N

Sorry for the writing quality, I had to do this chapter in a bus. On the plus side, character designs are out. Your commts will really let me know if I'm heading towards the right direction.