This is My Heroic Path

"boring."

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The ball ended smoothly. Although the nobles wondered why King Arthur didn't appear again, they didn't think it was strange when they thought that it might be because of that special magic that they didn't see him.

An Zhiyu and Arturia walked in the palace with a few people. After arranging Guinevere's room first, they brought Skaha and the two to the room near An Zhiyu.

"This is my room," Arturia opened the room, turned to look at Ushaha, only to find that she was looking at herself with a smile.

"What's the matter?" Arturia asked puzzled, feeling a little uncomfortable facing Ushaha's gaze.

"It's okay, I just want to have a good chat with you at night." Ushaha waved her little hand to show that she doesn't care.

She is still very interested in what happened to An Zhiyu here.

An Zhiyu glanced at Artoria, who seemed to be a bit uncomfortable, and patted Arturia on the shoulder, "Lily, then I will leave my sister to you."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Scatha next to him, "Master, let me take you to the room over there."

Scathach nodded slightly, looked around, and simply commented: "The geographical environment is better than the Kingdom of Shadows, but the palaces look similar."

"It's almost the same, but I'm still not used to it here." An Zhiyu smiled, "When I came here the first day, I slept very uncomfortable."

While chatting, the two walked along the long corridor. At this moment, a pink-haired girl happened to pass by in front of her. When she saw An Zhiyu, her eyes were filled with joy, but when she saw Scar After a while, the joy faded a bit, but there was still a smile on his face.

"Arthur, I still want to invite you to dance today, but there is no chance at all."

"Sir Milo, good evening." An Zhiyu greeted with a smile, "I still have something to do here, so let's talk next time."

Milo glanced at the woman next to An Zhiyu again, smiled and nodded to Scathach, and walked past An Zhiyu.

She had heard about Scathach when she was outside before, and knew that this was King Arthur's master, so naturally she would not feel vigilant. If even King Arthur's master had to be vigilant, then the road to attacking King Arthur would be too much. It's a little harder.

"Milo is the leader of the tribe, and he proposed to hand over the territory to me, as long as he can live in Camelot King City." An Zhiyu explained to Scarha.

"The leader of a tribe, took the initiative to hand over the territory to you?" There was a hint of confusion in Skaha's eyes.

"I know what Master means, but I don't know her purpose for the time being," An Zhiyu said, "but no matter how I think about it, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages, and she has helped me a lot so far, and I haven't done anything. Anything that endangers Britain, so it can be judged that she is temporarily trustworthy."

Scathach nodded slightly, "It's good that you have thought about it yourself."

In any case, this is also An Zhiyu's political affairs, and it is still inconvenient for her to intervene, and since he didn't promise others indiscriminately, it would be better to let An Zhiyu do it according to his own ideas.

"This is it, Master."

An Zhiyu brought Skaha to the door of a certain room quickly. He pushed the room away. From the layout point of view, it was similar to other rooms. The only disadvantage is that it is still some distance away from his room. up.

Looking at Scathach walking into the room, An Zhiyu hesitated a little.

Do you want to follow in?

But what do you want to talk to Master about when you enter the room now?

... No, it is normal for master and apprentice to want to be alone with master when they are reunited!

probably……

Thinking of this, An Zhiyu followed into the room.

Sitting on the head of the bed, Scatha looked at An Zhiyu who followed her into the room, with a strange look in his eyes, "Do you have anything to ask?"

An Zhiyu shook his head, "Master is going back tomorrow, so I want to chat with you now."

"Then come here." Scathach said calmly.

With Scarha's acknowledgment, An Zhiyu walked up to her and sat next to her. I don't know if it was the long-lost reunion or because there were only two people in the room alone, An Zhiyu felt a little nervous inexplicably.

"You seem to be very nervous?" Scatha easily saw that An Zhiyu's expression was tense, and he seemed to be sitting upright.

Scathach stretched out his hand, stroking Anzhiyu's face with his slightly cold fingers, "Relax a little, or we won't be able to continue any topics."

"Yes." Under Skaha's reassurance, An Zhiyu's slightly nervous mood just now gradually stabilized.

"What do you want to talk about?" Scatha glanced at the young man beside him, and thought for a while, "You used to tell stories when you were alone, so let's proceed according to the previous model."

An Zhiyu nodded, before he could speak, he heard Scatha's voice change.

"But tell your own story this time. I want to hear what happened to you here."

"My own story...is not easy to tell," An Zhiyu sighed, "If the story is too exaggerated, Master will think I'm bragging again."

"The original story contained a bit of exaggeration." Skaha walked to the window and opened it at the end. The moonlight just came in, and the long hair was blown up gently by the night wind.

She returned to her original position and sat down, looking at An Zhiyu with a soft smile on her face, "Okay, you can talk now."

Having said so much, An Zhiyu had no choice but to tell the story of how he first discovered Britain and how he pulled out the sword from the stone.Anyway, his purpose was just to get along with Master, and it didn't matter what the topic was.

"The bridge of trials connected to the small island of Britain?" Scathach fell into deep thought.

It seems that Morgan has been playing tricks in the dark since then?

As for pulling out the sword from the stone... such a thing is actually quite interesting. I have no regrets about the spirit that a warrior should have. This courage can only be praised.

Time passed unknowingly, and at the end, An Zhiyu suddenly yawned, tears rolling in his eyes.

"Are you sleepy?" Skaha smiled lightly, and wiped away the tears from the corners of An Zhiyu's eyes with his fingers, "It's getting late, go back and rest."

It's getting dark so soon? !