This is My Heroic Path

So a tour like this is one of the few things he can do.

"Don't you seem to follow me today?" An Zhiyu waved to some civilians who had discovered his identity along the way, and then glanced around, but he didn't find Skadi who was like a stalker for half a month. .

"Probably gave up after getting discouraged." Artoria said calmly.

If she had been treated as a transparent person, she would have been discouraged as well.

No one likes to be treated as a little transparent, Arturia knows this well.

After all, before this, she was treated as a little transparent by An Zhiyu for a while, so she later wanted to use that radical method to attract An Zhiyu's attention.

"She hasn't explained her purpose clearly, and I have nothing to do." An Zhiyu was also very helpless. If Skadi explained her purpose clearly, there would be so many things, but the more she kept silent, An Zhiyu would The more you doubt her purpose, it will only form an endless loop.

"That person is...Lancelot?" At this moment, Arturia's voice came, and her gaze was falling on an alley not far away.

An Zhiyu followed Artoria's line of sight, and saw a man in white armor squatting halfway at the entrance of the alley, with a head of purple hair fluttering in the evening wind, beside Lancelot There were also quite a few people gathered, and they pointed at the alley, as if discussing something.

"It seems that something happened." Arturia said.

"Let's go over and have a look."

Chapter 225 Tsundere has no market

"What happened?"

An Zhiyu stepped forward, and the people next to him consciously stepped out of the way.

"King Arthur." Lancelot noticed the young man behind him, shouted respectfully, and immediately returned his gaze to the alley.

An Zhiyu turned his gaze to the entrance of the alley, which looked dark and damp due to the lack of sunlight, and in the alley, a man had already fallen in a pool of blood.

"Did you die from the attack?" An Zhiyu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he muttered to himself.

"It shouldn't be done by humans," Lancelot pointed to the claw marks on the man's back and the shallow mark on his neck. "It looks more like it was made by monsters."

The clothes on the man's back were scratched with three sharp bloodstains, his eyes widened, as if he had encountered some frightening creature before his death.

An Zhiyu frowned slightly. For some reason, he always had a very familiar feeling when he saw this paw print, but he couldn't tell why.

"Do you know who the murderer is?" An Zhiyu asked.

Lancelot shook his head regretfully, "He was already dead when I came, and I didn't see any suspicious traces."

At the end, Lancelot looked up at An Zhiyu and said, "King Arthur, you go back first, I'll send someone over here to deal with it later."

An Zhiyu thought for a moment, then nodded slightly, "Then I will trouble you, Mr. Lancelot."

Even if he stays here stubbornly, it doesn't make any sense, the murderer may not appear again, and An Zhiyu still trusts Lancelot.

After all, the opponent is known as the strongest among the knights of the round table, so there is no need to question his strength.

Lancelot nodded solemnly, "In the name of the knight, I will do my best to catch the murderer."

"If you have other needs, you can ask someone to come to me, and I will try my best to provide you with convenience." An Zhiyu turned and left the scene after speaking.

And Lancelot's eyes returned to the corpse again, his handsome face was solemn, staring at the man's neck.

It looks obvious that it wasn't done by humans, so what is it...?

***

The sky was dark unconsciously, Arturia followed An Zhiyu, the two walked in the small town, and the atmosphere of silence shrouded the two of them along the way.

"What are you thinking, little fish?" Artoria finally couldn't help asking.

An Zhiyu kept his head down all the way, as if he was thinking about something, and Artoria was a little curious about it.

"I feel that the paw print just now looks familiar." An Zhiyu came back to his senses, and turned to look at Artoria.

"Lily, have we seen similar paw prints somewhere?"

After carefully recalling it for a moment, Arturia said: "I seem to have a little impression of you when you say that."

"Where is it..." She couldn't help talking to herself.

Although it was a bit of an impression, but now she suddenly recalled where she had encountered similar paw prints, and she couldn't think of it for a while.

Looking at Arturia who was frowning and lost in thought, An Zhiyu comforted and said, "If you can't think of it, forget it. Let's talk about it when we get back. Maybe Lancelot can catch the real culprit tomorrow."

But Arturia still lowered her head, without any reaction.

Seeing this, An Zhiyu could only shake his head helplessly.

If I had known it would be like this, I would not have told Lily. This girl is too easy to get into a corner. Once she decides on a matter, she will definitely move forward until the matter is resolved.

The two of them just walked on a small path in silence. The residents of the town were packing up and preparing to go back at dusk at this moment. The stained walls of every house were stained with different degrees of dim yellow.

The blood-red sunset gradually sinks, and the outline of the moon seems to be vaguely visible.

A gust of cold evening wind blew by, and An Zhiyu couldn't help trembling with his arms folded, waking up from the thought just now.

It's pretty cold, isn't it winter soon?

wrong……

An Zhiyu suddenly felt a kind of fright, and grabbed Artoria's back collar and pulled it back. At that moment, a sharp claw swung down as if descending from the void.

An Zhiyu's reaction was still a bit slow, seeing that the sharp claws were about to grab Arturia's chest, but the girl seemed to have a premonition, clenched her hands tightly, and raised the spear to block the blow.