This is My Heroic Path

If it weren't for the relationship with Morgan last night, maybe he would not be in Britain now?

When thinking about this matter again, An Zhiyu let out a heavy sigh.

It seems to be getting more and more complicated.

dong dong.

There was a knock on the door outside the house.

Is there anyone here so late?Could it be Sister Morgan?

While thinking about it, An Zhiyu walked to the front of the room and opened the door, and Skaha, who was dressed in casual attire, came into view, with long purple-red hair naturally hanging down to his slender waist.

"Master." An Zhiyu quietly glanced at Scarha, and quickly forced himself to look away.

Scathach is very sensitive to this kind of sight, as long as he looks twice more, he will probably be noticed.

Skaha nodded slightly, looked at An Zhiyu a few times, and glanced casually around the room, as if looking for something.

After a while, she murmured to herself.

"Are you not here?"

"Master, what's the matter?" An Zhiyu called out in doubt.

Only then did Scatha withdraw his gaze, and said calmly: "Well... the martial arts of a disciple is one aspect, and physical and mental health also need to be confirmed, so come and have a look."

An Zhiyu's reaction in the afternoon made her have to pay attention.

Hearing Skaha's words, An Zhiyu's heart skipped a beat. For some reason, just hearing the words "physical and mental health" now makes him feel a little guilty.

"Anyway, come in first, Master." An Zhiyu calmed down his emotions a little bit, kept as calm as possible, and took two steps back while talking, letting Skaha enter the room.

Scathach sat on the head of the bed, looking around.

The layout of the room hasn't changed much from when I came here before, it's just...

Scathach turned his head and looked at An Zhiyu who was standing aside, "Are you nervous?"

"A little bit." An Zhiyu nodded frankly.

"Why?" Scathach asked, "I've stayed in the same room before, but I've never seen you nervous."

"I've never revealed my heart before..." An Zhiyu said in a low voice.

But I knew it a long time ago... Skaha answered silently in his heart, with a faint smile on his face, "Sit over here, if you are so reserved, I will only have that child Ushaha It's over."

An Zhiyu was slightly taken aback.

Thinking about it carefully, Morgan Le Fay and Scathach seem to have similarities, because one is the princess of Britain, and the other is the queen of the Kingdom of Shadows, who is always high above her and makes people dare not approach them easily.

Except for Arturia, there was no one who dared to approach Morgan Le Fay easily. Similarly, except for Ushaha, there were few other people who dared to approach Scarha.

So, An Zhiyu finally walked over to Skaha and sat down.

"Aren't you lying down?" Skaha turned his head to look at An Zhiyu.

If it was before, An Zhiyu would probably lie on her lap and chat naturally, but today he looks very reserved, or nervous?

"Let's forget it today..." An Zhiyu shook his head, lying on Master's lap now would make him feel a little guilty, even though Master's words were really tempting.

Scathach took a few glances at An Zhiyu, raised his hand to put on his face, and gently pressed his face down, making him lie on those smooth snow-white thighs.

Seemingly seeing An Zhiyu's slightly surprised gaze, Skaha just smiled, "I haven't been by your side all this time, so at least let you relax a little bit at this time."

Under Skaha's gentle gaze, it seemed that it was because of a guilty conscience, An Zhiyu tilted his head slightly, quietly avoided her sight, and said softly, "Don't worry, Master, with Sister Morgan and others around, the pressure will not be very heavy Big."

Scathach was slightly taken aback, and the fingers that were combing An Zhiyu's hair paused slightly.

Sister Morgan?

It was because of that woman that she felt uneasy.

Judging from the disciple's reaction, did something really happen to him?

Scatha silently stared into An Zhiyu's eyes, and recalled Morgan's reaction today. For some reason, she always had a strange feeling.

Could it be that the apprentice's current reaction has something to do with Morgan Le Fay?

It seems that we have to find a chance to talk to that woman.

Just when he thought of this, Scathach suddenly noticed a creature outside the balcony.

A crow stood on the railing of the balcony, silently looking at An Zhiyu's room.

"Master?" Seeing that Scarha hadn't spoken for a long time, An Zhiyu's eyes fell on Scarha's face again.

For some reason, he always felt that there seemed to be an astonishing killing intent in Scathach's eyes just now.

Scathach withdrew his gaze, and his expression quickly returned to his usual easy-going expression. He looked down at the boy lying on his lap, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, I just felt like you were in a daze just now, were you thinking about something?" An Zhiyu asked.

"Hmm... just a trivial matter," Skaha paused when he said this, and lightly shifted the topic away, "How do you feel about today's training? Is there anything you don't understand?"

An Zhiyu pondered for a moment, thinking about the training this evening, "After throwing that shot today, I felt as if my magic power was drained, and at that time I could see you and the red one in my hand. The thread that connects the guns."

"That is to say, you threw it along that silk thread?" Skaha showed a thoughtful look.