This is My Heroic Path

Seeing this, An Zhiyu could only smile helplessly, and grabbed her wrist.

"Why?" she asked, looking up.

"I'm tired and want to take a rest, please sit with me for a while." An Zhiyu said.

Artoria glanced at him and nodded silently.

An Zhiyu looked at the girl who was carefully sitting down on the sloping grass, and couldn't help laughing.

He really is a loose-spoken guy... Um, if I have to say it, it should be Tsundere?

When thinking of this, An Zhiyu turned his head and looked at Arturia carefully, and imagined for a while, if her blonde hair was tied into a double ponytail... It feels like a breath of defeat just hits her face coming.

"What are you looking at?" As if sensing An Zhiyu's gaze, Artoria frowned, and suddenly turned her head and asked.

"No, it's okay." An Zhiyu hurriedly shook his head, then walked to her side and sat down.

Artoria's intuition is too strong, and she easily sensed the evil thoughts in An Zhiyu's sight just now.

But Arturia didn't look away, still frowning, staring at An Zhiyu, "It's really suspicious."

"It's just your illusion." An Zhiyu replied, still staring ahead.

After staring at Anzhiyu for a while, Arturia finally looked away, and the two sides fell into a brief silence.

She glanced at An Zhiyu quietly, then moved her body so that she could get closer to An Zhiyu.

Then, she tilted her head slightly, leaning her head on An Zhiyu's shoulder, and said softly, "I feel very comfortable, all thanks to you."

"This is the result of your hard work with us," An Zhiyu raised his head and looked into the distance, "I alone can't make Britain what it is now."

Time passed quietly, and there were occasional town residents passing by, but they didn't disturb the two of them, they just showed a kind smile, and then walked away quietly.

After resting for a while, An Zhiyu turned around and asked, "How is your rest?"

"Me?" Artoria was taken aback, and replied calmly, "I just sat here to rest to cooperate with you."

"No, could it be that...you proposed to rest for my consideration?" Arturia asked, staring into An Zhiyu's eyes.

Under Artoria's piercing gaze, An Zhiyu's eyes wandered, and he said, "Your legs are weak in the morning...so I think you should take a rest, after all, you don't need to be with me today from."

weak legs...

Artoria's face turned red, her eyes flickered, and she said in an unconvinced voice: "This is different from what happened last night, and you underestimate my physical strength too much. It has fully recovered, as long as anyone with a discerning eye can see it."

An Zhi Yuxin said that I really can't see it.

Just now, Artoria's walking range was quite small, and An Zhiyu proposed to carry her on the back during this period, but was rejected.

The dignity of a knight made Artoria not allow herself to be carried by King Arthur outside.

"You really think that my physical strength is not good enough?" Artoria frowned as she watched An Zhiyu who fell silent, "Try again that night."

So why do you have this desire to win even in such a strange place? !

An Zhiyu complained in his heart, and quickly waved his hands, "I believe you, I misunderstood just now, I know you are very strong! So let's forget it tonight..."

What a joke, it's fine for an occasional day, if it happens every night, who can bear it.

Artoria silently turned her head to look at the ears of rice in front of her, and said nothing.

Even for her, it hurts to be rejected like this.

"I mean we are all very tired today, so take a break for a while, I don't mean to hate you." An Zhiyu explained.

"It doesn't matter if this kind of thing is explained or not." Arturia said coldly.

But the tense expression just now was obviously relaxed a lot.

An Zhiyu smiled, raised his hand to pat her head, and stroked it lightly. The dull hair on the girl's head was pressed down by his palm, but immediately bounced back.

"Go back," he said.

Arturia nodded slightly, looked at the young man who was walking ahead first, and her gaze rested on his hand for a while.

She stretched out her hand as if to touch, but retracted before touching An Zhiyu's hand.

"What's wrong?" An Zhiyu turned around and asked strangely.

"It's okay." Arturia turned her face away silently.

Her expression was taut, shy at the thought of holding hands just now, but annoyed at the thought of her shyness.

Her adoptive father, Sir Hector, told her before that as a knight, she should be upright, humble, brave, fair, honor, sacrifice, fight against mistakes, fight for the weak, be loyal to friends, and treat love sincerely.

And she did it... partly.

Heeding the advice of the emperor's sister, he forcibly pushed the king he served, who was also his friend's fiancé... Can this still be called a knight?

No... Calm down, it is completely meaningless to think about this kind of thing now, it was the master and sister Huang who made the first move!Moreover, Ushaha also encouraged her and told her how to chase the little fish.

In short, she just followed Ushahar's "suggestion".

Think about it carefully, isn't this treating friends loyally and love sincerely? !

This is observing the virtues of chivalry!

Thinking of this, Arturia's eyes lit up again.