This is My Heroic Path

"Oh? Things I can't help with?" Morgan became more and more interested when he heard this, "Tell me." She had a charming smile like a witch on her face, "Believe me, most things in this world I can do it all."

An Zhiyu hesitated for a moment, then glanced at Morgan Le Fay again.

"Say it quickly." She urged, "You don't want to learn other abilities?"

In Morgan's half-threatening and half-seductive words, An Zhiyu had no choice but to briefly talk about his troubles.

"I see. Are you worried that you won't be able to catch up with Scathach?" Morgan Le Fay smiled, looking at An Zhiyu with beautiful eyes, "You really like your master."

"Of course, Master has been kind to me in nurturing me." An Zhiyu was noncommittal.

"Is it just that you simply like Master and want to repay her?" Morgan Le Fay asked.

"Yeah." An Zhiyu nodded.

"Really?" Morgan repeated.

An Zhiyu asked with a guilty conscience, "What do you mean?"

"What do you mean...you should know it yourself." Morgan just smiled, not particularly concerned, and put his slender hand on the back of An Zhiyu's hand, "Don't worry, I will make you very strong, As long as you do it my way."

"As for Scathach, you don't have to worry. You can spend more time with me." Morgan Le Fay's charming voice sounded in An Zhiyu's ear, "Everything is fine. Just leave it to me. If one day you are found to be having an affair with a princess from a neighboring country, you can also leave the Kingdom of Shadows, and I will help you deal with the follow-up matters."

There was a charming scent on the tip of his nose, and An Zhiyu's eyes were a little dazed, and he woke up suddenly when he heard the last word, and looked at Morgan Le Fay with a lot of vigilance: "I will not leave the Kingdom of Shadows .”

Morgan froze for a moment, then smiled casually, "Well, I'm just making a suggestion, don't worry, I won't force you, you know, I'm not the kind of person who likes to threaten others."

She is not in a hurry, she just needs to corrode An Zhiyu's heart little by little. This child is only fifteen years old, still young, and she is still confused about many things at the crossroads. She just needs to be responsible. It is enough to push him at the crossroads and play the role of the intimate big sister.

Wait until everything needs to be discussed with her... and then it will be easy.

An Zhiyu would confide her troubles to her today, which means that the guard against her has disappeared a lot.

It's no wonder, after all, she will provide An Zhiyu with the blood of the dragon every week, such a selfless goddess... who doesn't like it?

Just when I thought of this, a notification sound came from outside the house:

"Master Morgan."

He was still smiling just now, but when he heard the voice, Morgan's smile narrowed a lot, and he said calmly, "Come in."

There was no living guard in Morgan's palace at all. Obviously, this guard should have come from the royal city.

As for the reason for coming here... she can probably guess a little bit.

Not long after Morgan passed on the words, a guard in armor walked into the palace.

The guard raised his head and stared at the young man next to Morgan in surprise for a moment, with a bit of curiosity in his eyes.

I didn't expect that there would be humans in this palace, and it seems that the relationship with the witch is not bad...

"Do you have anything to say?"

Maybe because he noticed the strange gaze of the guards, Morgan's voice became a bit colder, sounding high and high, like a queen, making people breathless.

Only at this time, An Zhiyu can really feel the true nature of the goddess named "Morgan Le Fay". This woman is not a confidant big sister.

She is Morgan Le Fay, the goddess of death, and the daughter of King Uther. Although she usually has a frivolous attitude and often likes to tease others for fun, her personality is not as easy-going as imagined.

"News from King Uther." The guard quickly responded and began to report.

"Father." Morgan's gaze was extremely cold, "Sure enough, he still hasn't dispelled his doubts about me. Why did he ask you to notify me?"

"Uh..." The guard seemed a little embarrassed to speak, and after a while, he mustered up the courage to say something.

Then, An Zhiyu suddenly felt a terrifying aura emanating from it. Although Morgan was still smiling, her eyes were extremely cold. She stood up and walked slowly to the guard.

"Speaking of which, does King Father still doubt me?" She asked casually.

The guard raised his eyes and glanced at Morgan, then nodded slightly: "Yes."

The guard felt a little disdainful in his heart. Didn't this woman have a little self-knowledge when she said such a thing?

Maybe the undead wounding people in Camelot is related to this witch. If he was King Uther, he would have put Morgan in confinement, so that it can be confirmed whether Morgan did it or not.

Not only him, but many people think this way. After all, she is a witch, and a witch can do anything. The possibility of summoning the undead is not small.

"That's it." Morgan muttered to himself, looking at the guard calmly.

"Hmm... understandable, I'm a witch after all." Her tone was casual, and she paused for a moment when she said this.

boom!

Then, with a muffled sound, the guard's whole body slammed into the door with a whoosh, and he curled up on the ground with his stomach in his arms, looking extremely painful.

"That kid here originally didn't want to use hands and feet... I don't want him to see such a violent side. His sister Morgan should be kind and gentle."

Morgan raised his finger, and the guard floated in the air uncontrollably.

With a sound of "shua", he was thrown out of the palace.

"But I didn't do anything," she said with a smile.

"I haven't touched you, you flew out by yourself, right?"

"Yes..." The guard clutched his stomach, struggled to get up, looked at Morgan in fear, and then quickly looked away.

"get out."