This is My Heroic Path

Then, she shook her head slightly and sighed.

"I just thought you were talented, so I kept you, there is no other reason."

"What's more..." She turned her head, staring at An Zhiyu with her red eyes, "I think you are special."

"This sentence sounds like I am the chosen one, but in fact I am just an ordinary person." An Zhiyu shook his head helplessly.

"Don't underestimate yourself. If you are an ordinary person, then there will be no ordinary people in this world." Skaha said, "Although your physical strength is not good at all."

When she said this, she gave An Zhiyu a slight push.

An Zhiyu fell down on the grass uncontrollably. When he opened his eyes, he saw Skaha looking down at him with a faint smile on his face.

"But your magical talent is unquestionable, so how about a little more confidence?"

An Zhiyu sat up again, showing a dejected expression, "But I know the runes and other people can, there is no difference at all."

Almost all of the apprentices taught by Scathach knew runes, and he was just one of them. Others he knew could, and the physical abilities of others were far superior to his.

"Master really only adopted me because I was a child, right?" An Zhiyu looked at Skaha who was sitting next to him at the end of his speech.

Skaha suddenly laughed, as if muttering to himself: "Is that so, did you always think so?"

"If that's the case, then it's my dereliction of duty."

When Skaha said this, he pressed An Zhiyu's head with one hand, and pressed it on his thigh, touching his face intimately through the soft touch of a layer of fabric, as if he could smell a faint fragrance .

"Master... Fu?" An Zhiyu desperately wanted to turn his head, until Skaha said in a commanding tone: "Don't move around, just listen to me."

Only then did An Zhiyu calm down. When Scarha let go of his hand, he turned his head and finally saw Scarha's face and the faint smile on her face.

The forest looks particularly gloomy in the evening, and a crow stands there on a certain big tree, its eyes seem to be watching everything here.

"Listen up, An Zhiyu."

Scatha's fingers gently stroked Anzhiyu's cheeks.

"You have a magical attainment that is unmatched by anyone in this world. There is no doubt about it. You can be a little more confident." She said in a flat but confident voice, "Believe me, no one in this world can be gifted with magical power." On par with you, this is why I will take you in."

"It's just that you are still too young now, you are only fifteen years old, and you still need some time to polish yourself," Skaha continued, "I will help you, this is the obligation of a master."

"I really don't have any talent." An Zhiyu said helplessly.

He is really just an ordinary person, and the reason why Scathach thinks he is talented is just because of a secret.

He couldn't tell the secret.

"Well, although I don't believe in myself... But I believe in what Master said, and I will work hard." An Zhiyu could only say so.

"I won't get any benefits if you please me so much, An Zhiyu." Skaha frowned, "I didn't expect you to become the kind of incompetent person who likes to be glib."

"I'm not lying, Master." An Zhiyu stared into Skaha's eyes and said seriously, "I know your strength, and I have always remembered what you have taught me in the past five years, so I also believe in yours. judge."

"If you think I have a very high magical talent, then I will also believe in myself."

Not only to believe in Scathach, but also to believe in the teachings of that person.

Looking into An Zhiyu's eyes, Skaha was slightly taken aback, and immediately withdrew his gaze.

She could tell that An Zhiyu wasn't lying.

There is no doubt that he really believed in her as a master so much.

"You can think so, but an excellent fighter still needs to have his own self-confidence."

Looking at the helpless expression on Scarha's face, An Zhiyu suddenly thought of something, and looked at Scarha curiously: "By the way, Master, is there anything else I can ask?"

This is a problem that has troubled him for a long time, but it has been hindered by not being able to find an opportunity - after all, he was beaten in the previous training, and it was the first time that there was such a warm atmosphere.

"What question? As a master, I will answer you no matter what the question is, An Zhiyu." Skaha rubbed An Zhiyu's soft hair, which was already a little messy and became even more messy.

"I've always wondered how long it took me to polish myself to the point where such superb martial arts and magic power coexist," An Zhiyu said.

Scathach paused slightly.

"In other words, what I want to say is, how old is Master this year?"

"what?"

"I said, how old is Master now?"

"What did you ask just now?" She looked into her eyes, but there was a soft smile on her face.

"I said—" An Zhiyu stopped what he was about to say.

He suddenly had a hunch that if he said the question just now again, something big would happen to him!

Therefore, An Zhiyu silently chose to be quiet, "It's nothing, the question just now was too rude, I'm sorry, Master."

Sure enough, even the master is very sensitive when facing this kind of problem?

An Zhiyu silently wrote it down in his heart, so as not to accidentally stray into the minefield next time.

"It doesn't matter, I don't care too much." Skaha said, "In the final analysis, a person's age is not important, what matters is the physical fitness and the aging degree of organs."

"Well, Master is right." An Zhiyu echoed.

"Okay, are you almost resting? It's time to get up."