This is My Heroic Path

It stands to reason that after she finished her work every day, King Arthur just finished dealing with political affairs, and then she would report some important events and problems in some towns during the day, and then King Arthur was distressed and didn't know how to deal with it. During these things, she massaged Arthur's shoulders behind her, and made practical suggestions by the way.

...It should be such a script.

However, she did put forward these practical suggestions, but not to An Zhiyu, but to the usually serious Agguiwen, and Gao Wen who was giggling all day long.

Is this even in Morgan Le Fay's plan?

Milo couldn't help thinking.

She's a really tough woman.

It's really shameless to think about a king who is not even an adult at all, despite how old he is.

Milo thought angrily.

"How's the badge thing going?" An Zhiyu's voice brought Milo back to reality.

The day before yesterday, An Zhiyu handed over the design of the badge to Milo, probably because she became the leader of the tribe very early. This girl's work efficiency is indeed very high, even far better than the knights of the round table sent by Morgan to help It's even taller, which is why An Zhiyu entrusts all these matters to her.

Also because of this incident, Artoria's mood suddenly changed a lot. She thought that Arthur didn't trust her ability, so she didn't entrust her to help.

An Zhiyu managed to appease Artoria with all kinds of talk.

"It has been handed over to the blacksmith in the palace, and the badge you designed earlier should be delivered in a week," Milo said, hesitating for a moment, "just relying on an ordinary badge, really Can you mobilize those tribal leaders?"

"An ordinary badge alone is not enough," An Zhiyu shook his head, "You will know when the time comes."

Although very curious, Milo didn't ask too much.

Seeing Arthur like this, she didn't intend to make it clear now, and she wouldn't force her to ask.

Milo smiled sweetly and said, "I'm looking forward to the badge that Arthur will give me."

"Hmm..." An Zhiyu looked at the girl's gentle smile and paused for a moment, "Milo, you don't need to use this kind of smile on purpose in the future."

"Huh?" Milo's smile froze.

"I can tell whether a person's expression is real or not. You have helped me so much, so I also hope to treat you with sincerity, provided that you are also sincere." After finishing speaking, An Zhiyu said nothing. What more can I say.

Compared with Guinevere's gentle smile before, Milo's fake smile is too easy to see through, probably only those who are obsessed with her appearance will not notice it.

Milo hesitated for a moment, then looked at An Zhiyu again.

She is because such a smile can easily attract others' favor, and even with such a smile, it is easy to use some noble children to achieve their goals.

But now it seems that it is useless to Arthur?

Because he doesn't like gentle girls?Or is the smile in front of me not real enough?

Milo fell into a brief thought, and didn't even notice that the sweet smile that was originally disguised on his face disappeared.

An Zhiyu looked at the girl in a long pink and white dress, and sighed from the bottom of her heart.

It seems that it is impossible for Milo to understand his thoughts in a short time.

Because of growing up in that kind of intriguing family environment all year round, for Milo, pretending has long been a habit.

We can only wait for time to change this girl.

At the end of the day, An Zhiyu returned to the room, lying on the big soft bed, thinking about what happened all day.

Then, after closing his eyes for half an hour, An Zhiyu opened them again.

For some reason, he couldn't fall asleep tonight, and he always felt that he would think of various things after lying down.

"Sure enough, I'm still fit to be an ordinary person." An Zhiyu sighed inwardly.

Even though there are Knights of the Round Table and Milo sharing political affairs, they still think about various things unconsciously every day. They have to worry about whether there is any movement from the other race, worry about Vortigern hiding in the other world, and Worried about whether these tribal leaders have rebellious hearts.

In the end, he is just an ordinary person, and he is just an ordinary person when he draws his sword. All he can do is to expel the alien race, then try to unify Britain, and then be his own shopkeeper with peace of mind.

After tossing and turning, she really couldn't fall asleep, so An Zhiyu left the room.

The moon is hazy outside, and the weather is a little bit cooler.

An Zhiyu strolled in the garden, intending to relax.

After walking for a while, I suddenly heard the sound of swinging a sword. Every swing of the sword is full of rhythm, and every time it is accompanied by a sound like breaking wind.

Is there anyone still training at this time?

An Zhiyu had already vaguely guessed who the trainer was. He walked along the path in the garden in the direction of the sound, and came to an empty field before he knew it.

A girl with long golden hair was holding a wooden sword and swinging it forward, a faint silvery white light covered her skin, as if coated with a layer of fascinating hazy beauty.

"I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence that I happened to meet Lily when Insomnia came out." An Zhiyu couldn't help smiling, and approached quietly.

However, just after walking behind a tree, An Zhiyu saw another woman.

—Morgan Le Fay.

At this moment, Morgan was hiding behind the tree and observing his sister secretly, his eyes were calm, and his gaze was fixed on Artoria.

An Zhiyu couldn't help but look a little weirder in his eyes.

Before, I was thinking that Morgan would be a super girl-controlling madman, but now it seems that it is really the case?

He actually secretly hid in the dark to observe his sister in the middle of the night.