This is My Heroic Path

An Zhiyu roughly explained his guess just now, and after a short thought, Scatha showed an interesting smile.

No wonder, if this is the case, it is understandable when Vivienne secretly contacted Princess Guinevere in private.

"Can you help?" An Zhiyu asked.

"Do you think I will refuse?" Scathach smiled, "Besides, it's such an interesting thing."

"Then trouble Master." An Zhiyu bowed slightly, then turned and left.

In addition to Scathach, he also needs Morgan's help.

But Morgan should be resting now, so I can only wait for tomorrow——

An Zhiyu suddenly froze.

No... How could Sister Morgan be so sloppy that she didn't even know he had left the room?

When thinking of this, An Zhiyu raised his head to look at the treetops next to him, scanned the branches of every big tree, and finally, his eyes fixed on the crow on a certain treetop.

Sure enough... Morgan had already noticed it when he left, and probably secretly followed him all the way just now.

The crow on the treetop obviously noticed An Zhiyu's gaze, and after staring at him for a while, flapped its wings and flew into the distance.

An Zhiyu couldn't help but startled.

"Did I guess wrong? Or did I admit it wrong?"

An Zhiyu raised his head and looked at the surrounding treetops again, but found no other crows.

At this time, someone suddenly patted his shoulder lightly, An Zhiyu subconsciously trembled, but immediately relaxed.

Just a little sniff of this familiar smell will tell who it is.

"Sister Morgan, you should have heard the conversation between me and Master just now, right?" An Zhiyu looked back at the woman behind him and asked.

"Ah... Well, your guess should be correct, but it's not that easy to drive Vivian back,"

Morgan sighed, "I should have said that? Vivian is invincible here."

"Is it stronger than you?" An Zhiyu asked.

"Well, what you have to say should be comparable, right?" Morgan naturally didn't want to lose face in front of his future queen, so he argued for himself.

She put her hands on An Zhiyu's shoulders, her whole body weight pressed up, and her soft chest was also tightly attached to An Zhiyu's back.

"I will help, but I won't do it. After all, I am ashamed of her." Morgan said softly, "This is a matter of principle, and it is also my bottom line."

"It's okay, this is enough." An Zhiyu said this, and glanced back secretly, "Sister Morgan, shall we go back first?"

"Well, let's go." Morgan nodded, wrapping his hands around An Zhiyu's neck.

"Then why don't you let go first?" An Zhiyu tried to ask.

"Just carry me back like this~" Morgan opened his mouth slightly, and gently blew hot air into An Zhiyu's ear, looking at the young man who was still hesitating, "Hurry up, or do you want someone to see King Arthur?" How about the scene of secretly flirting with the late king's daughter in the garden late at night?"

An Zhiyu had no choice but to put her hand on Morgan's plump thigh, and was about to carry her on her back.

But at this moment, he immediately let go of his hand, looked forward in surprise and said, "Huh, Lily?!"

Morgan Le Fay let go of her hand almost at that moment, but after confirming that there was no one around, her expression immediately became extremely resentful, and she gave An Zhiyu an angry look.

"It seems that you haven't been trained for too long, and your courage has become fat."

Morgan Le Fay is a woman who has almost nothing to be afraid of, but she is already apologetic towards her younger sister. If she lets her sister see the scene just now, even she will feel embarrassed.

"I'm sorry, but otherwise, you probably wouldn't let go of your hand." An Zhiyu smiled softly, inevitably a little smug in his heart.

Having known Morgan for so long, he finally found Morgan's weakness.

There is no doubt that Lily is her weakness.

"How dare you laugh at my sister, I really don't take my sister seriously!" Morgan stretched out an index finger and poked An Zhiyu's face vigorously, until An Zhiyu begged for mercy before letting go he.

"Forget it, I'll let you go this time, let's go back and talk about it first." Morgan gave An Zhiyu a white look, turned around and walked away from the garden, An Zhiyu followed closely behind.

In fact, it wasn't just Morgan, An Zhiyu himself felt a little guilty.

He still doesn't know how to get along with Lily better now, and the matter on Ushaha's side has not been dealt with at all.

When thinking of this, An Zhiyu couldn't help rubbing his temples with a headache.

It really is a wave of unrest.

No matter, let's deal with Vivian's matter first.

It is not a pleasant thing to have someone who misses Guinevere and him every day hiding in the palace.

Chapter 204 The Horror of Older Women

Early the next morning, An Zhiyu left Morgan Le Fay's room.

In fact, he felt that he didn't need Morgan to protect him at all.

Even if he can't beat Vivian, he should still be able to protect himself... Of course, the premise is that Vivian didn't kill him.

But even if An Zhiyu told Morgan that he wanted to live in a room by himself, Morgan would probably not agree.

Not to mention Morgan, probably Scathach would not agree.