This is My Heroic Path

An Zhiyu adjusted his breathing and carefully focused on the staff.

Time passed quietly, and when An Zhiyu woke up, it was already night.

According to this progress, it will take at least half a year, right?

An Zhiyu muttered to himself.

However, the absorption speed of this staff is slow, but the magic power contained in it is much more than that of the previous branch. Thinking about it this way, it should be considered a good thing.

"Eh? Sister Morgan?" An Zhiyu suddenly noticed that Morgan Le Fay was leaning against her, and seemed to be asleep.

She said she was here to protect him, but she fell asleep first.

An Zhiyu sighed helplessly in his heart.

But he was just making complaints about it. After all, with Morgan's level of existence, he might wake up immediately at the slightest danger.

And... There was obviously a bed to lie on over there, but he ran over here to sit on the floor with him.

Looking at Morgan Le Fay's sweet sleeping face, An Zhiyu's eyes couldn't help softening a bit, he carefully picked her up, put her on the bed beside her, and then covered her with the quilt.

"Good night." An Zhiyu looked at Morgan's perfect face when she was sleeping soundly, gently stroked her face with her fingers, turned and left the room.

Although it was already night, after being teased so repeatedly by Morgan tonight, although he sank down and concentrated on absorbing the magic power in the staff, but now that he woke up, An Zhiyu's brain immediately recalled Morgan's previous actions, So some lust again.

Taking advantage of the cool weather, it would be better to go out to relax and let the brain calm down before resting.

After the door closed, the woman in the room quietly opened her eyes, looked at the closed door, and sighed faintly.

"After falling asleep, I didn't know how to do it secretly... Although I am very happy that the child I have a crush on is so upright, but I am also a little sad."

Could it be that my charm is not enough... Morgan couldn't help but have such a thought.

It was night, the moon and stars were thin, and the black magpies flew south.

An Zhiyu strolled under the flowering trees under the bright moonlight.

His brain has calmed down a lot in such a cool weather.

After walking around like this, An Zhiyu turned around and planned to go back to Morgan's room to rest.

But just as he stepped forward, a familiar figure happened to be approaching in front of him. An Zhiyu retracted his steps, hid behind a flower tree beside him, and looked at that figure suspiciously.

It's so late, and there are still people walking in the garden?

It can't be that Lily can't think about going out to train at night, right?

Amid such doubts, a girl in a pure white dress appeared in An Zhiyu's eyes.

Under the soft moonlight, the girl's gentle expression carried a hint of melancholy, and the pure and lovely delicate cheeks made it clear at first glance that this must be a real princess.

Because such an elegant temperament cannot be imitated by ordinary people.

It's so late, what is Princess Guinevere doing out here?

An Zhiyu couldn't help being puzzled.

And... Isn't Master protecting Guinevere's safety?

How could I not see Master?

An Zhiyu hesitated for a moment, then stepped out and stood in front of Guinevere.

The girl obviously didn't expect An Zhiyu to be in such a place, her eyes widened slightly, and she took a step back slowly, looking a bit unbelievable

"Arthur...you even expected this?"

An Zhiyu was taken aback for a moment, then nodded slightly.

"It's just the most basic reasoning."

Guinevere looked up at An Zhiyu, and lowered her head slightly as if she had done something wrong.

An Zhiyu observed the flustered expression on Guinevere's face. After a short period of doubt, he remembered Guinevere's absent-minded look when she left the room tonight, and then thought of Vivienne's After the incident, An Zhiyu asked with a strange expression: "Do you want to find Vivienne? Or, what did Vivienne tell you?"

Guinevere's expression changed slightly, and she whispered, "I'm sorry...the only thing I can help you with is this, and the Sword in the Stone broke because I went to find you that night—"

An Zhiyu sighed sincerely, and interrupted Guinevere's voice, "The sword in the stone will be broken. It has nothing to do with you. Also, helping others does not mean sacrificing yourself, Princess Guinevere."

Guinevere didn't say anything, just lowered her head.

The cold wind blew past, and silence quietly permeated the two of them.

"Go back and rest, it's a bit cold at night." An Zhiyu broke the silence, stepped forward, and put the coat on his shoulders on Guinevere.

"But..." Guinevere still wanted to say something.

"I said, go back to sleep." It was rare, An Zhiyu said again in a strong tone.

"This is the king's order."

"As for Vivian... don't bother with her. The Sword in the Lake, don't mind!"

Guinevere's eyes flickered slightly, and she nodded slightly in An Zhiyu's unwavering voice, then turned and walked in the opposite direction of An Zhiyu.

"Just in case, let me tell you again, Princess Guinevere,"

An Zhiyu stared at the girl who stopped in her tracks, "If you exchange the sword of the lake with Vivienne because of this kind of thing, even if I get the sword of the lake, I will definitely throw it away and let your efforts go to waste .”