This is My Heroic Path

"Saber, what are you looking at?"

Yi Liya stared at An Zhiyu above, with provocative eyes, her toes moved up slightly along the bed, and the skirt slid down a little along her tender white thighs, seeing that An Zhiyu didn't speak, she hugged her Anzhiyu's head was pressed down.

Then, An Zhiyu's forehead hit the steel plate.

He looked up at Ilya quietly, and said softly, "Ilya."

"What, big brother?" Illya asked puzzled.

"Is it fun to make me happy?!" An Zhiyu turned over and sat on the head of the bed, asking angrily.

Illya was stunned for a moment, blinked, and then let out a pleasant laugh: "Saber's reaction is very fast, I thought you would directly do something to me."

"I'm not a lolicon!" An Zhiyu said loudly.This is his last stubbornness!

"I'm not a loli either." Ilya said unwillingly, then looked at An Zhiyu twice more, and then the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.

"Big brother said he didn't care, but he's still in a panic now, right?"

An Zhiyu didn't say a word, he was really flustered now, on the one hand, because his fingers accidentally touched Ilya's thigh just now, the soft and warm skin made him feel his heartbeat was accelerating, on the other hand...

He raised his head and looked at Hercules in the corner who was quietly looking over here.

That's right, from the very beginning, Hercules has been staring at this side. Although he lost his mind, the madness in those red eyes seemed to say, "Try to touch my daughter." a feeling of.

I don't know if Ilya really didn't pay attention or deliberately ignored Hercules, anyway, An Zhiyu is really panicking now.

Although this is a very attractive loli, but he really dare not do it now.

"Saber is so timid." Illya sighed.

Can that be called timid?Your father... I mean, Hercules is just staring at the side like this, who would dare to let me attack you now?Maybe the giant ax flew over as soon as you unbuttoned your clothes.

"The contract you just said...is it true? Caster really said that?" It was still not easy to calm himself down, An Zhiyu turned to look at Ilya and asked.

"It's true." Illya squinted and smiled, "This is the conclusion drawn from Caster's mouth."

She looked at An Zhiyu, half kneeling on the bed, hugged An Zhiyu from behind, and said softly, "Is Saber looking forward to it?"

"...I think this kind of contract is very abnormal." An Zhiyu said wordlessly.

Which method should be used to sign the contract?Are you sure it wasn't Medea's prank?

I thought I had finally found a glimmer of hope, but I didn't expect to use such a dramatic method to sign the contract.

"Isn't it normal?" Illya tilted her head and thought for a while, "I don't care, as long as I can win the Holy Grail War."

"It doesn't matter if you're with a strange man?" An Zhiyu turned around.

"We are acquaintances now." Illya smiled.

I feel that this child is a bit abnormal... An Zhiyu shook his head lightly, "Do you really care about that broken cup?"

"Of course, I was born for this." Illya's lovely face came close to his face, and her warm and sweet breath sprayed on her face.

"And if it's Saber, I don't care."

An Zhiyu stared blankly at the big loli, and finally realized a terrible thing.

This Holy Grail War...it seems that there is no normal Master!

In other words, the normal Master has already belched.

Somewhere outside the hotel, a dazzling golden light suddenly lit up in the sky.

Ilya's face changed slightly, and she immediately called out: "Saber!"

"I know, these people will never end, right?! Fight, fight, can't you be quieter?!" An Zhiyu rushed to the window, opened the window and looked, in a certain direction, the pyramid The brilliance quietly lit up the night, just like the white light of the extreme day.

The temple of Ozymandias, did someone attack him?

"Is it Shatiao Aige, or is it Sakura?" Ilya walked to An Zhiyu's side, and also looked out the window.

At this time, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open, and Joan rushed into the room.

"Xiaoyu, Miss Ilya, go out and have a look, the Sun King—"

The voice stopped suddenly, and Joan stared blankly at the two people in the room.

An Zhiyu standing in front of the window, and Ilya leaning beside him in disheveled clothes, this scene, no matter what, will make people dream about it, let alone a saint in love.

"You... What did you do to Miss Ilya?!" Joan covered her face and glared at An Zhiyu shyly through her fingers.

"The point now is not this... What happened to the King of the Sun you just said?" An Zhiyu asked.

"The point now is what did you do in the room just now?!" It was rare that Joan's expression was a little bit wrong.

"No, nothing... didn't do anything." An Zhiyu replied in a daze.

It was the first time seeing such a strong Joan of Arc, which made him a little guilty.

Joan's gaze fell on Ilya again, and then she walked over quickly, squatted down, and said, "Miss Ilya, are you not injured?"

"Thank you for your concern, but I'm fine." Ilya tilted her head and glanced at An Zhiyu with a smile, "It didn't happen like you thought."

"That's it..." Joan of Arc quietly let out a sigh of relief.

I thought this fish was so frenzied that even Loli would not let it go.