This is My Heroic Path

"Can you answer my question?" She asked again.

He was clearly asking, but he felt aloof, as if it was only natural for her to ask the question first.

But fortunately, An Zhiyu is not surprised by this kind of aggressive attitude. He looked up at the woman in front of him, and asked tentatively, "Excuse me, are you...?"

In fact, when An Zhiyu saw this woman, he had already remembered her identity.

Semiramis, the oldest poisoner in the world, is also the empress of the Assyrian Empire. According to legend, she is a peerless beauty who can overwhelm the country with just a smile and make countless dignitaries willingly worship under the pomegranate skirt. Peerless.

In addition, her magic skills are not very good, she only knows a little bit of magic.

The woman's face was slightly enlightened, and she said to herself: "Speaking of which, it seems that I haven't introduced myself yet, which is really rude."

Speaking of this, a faint smile appeared on his face for the first time: "Assassin, Semiramis."

It really was her... An Zhiyu knew it in her heart.

"You summoned me, but you don't know who I am?" Semiramis raised his proud white chin slightly, and looked down at An Zhiyu, "This is disrespectful to the empress."

"...My pond is crooked, I didn't think of it myself." An Zhiyu sighed.

Why is it so difficult to summon Medea?

Is it agreed that the summoning of the heroic spirit is based on physiognomy?Why is the pool crooked twice?

In any case, his compatibility with Medea shouldn't be too bad, right?

Isn't the Holy Grail really broken?

An Zhiyu poured out all the depression in his heart to the big Holy Grail next to him.

But in fact, the compatibility between An Zhiyu and Empress Semiramis is really good. An Zhiyu is the kind of person who doesn't care if he is under one person, and Semiramis happens to be the kind of person who is superior and wants to control everything. The queen type that holds everything in the hand.

"What are you talking about?" Semiramis' face was full of doubts, and there was displeasure in his eyes.

"Are you teasing me? Also, isn't this the location of the Holy Grail War?"

An Zhiyu woke up and immediately explained: "By the way, this time it really has nothing to do with the Holy Grail War, but there is something more important than the Holy Grail War that needs your help."

Semiramis raised his brows slightly, showing some interest: "Tell me first."

An Zhiyu roughly explained the ins and outs of the matter, and at the end, he glanced at her and asked tentatively, "How is it, can I help?"

"You summoned me because you hoped that I would assist your sister to analyze and dissect the tree from a foreign land together?" Semiramis frowned slightly, showing a bit of surprise.

As a peerless beauty, the master who summoned her before would pay more or less attention to her face or body, but this boy actually directly expressed his intention of coming:

I am greedy for your magic, not your body.

This is really a rather strange thing.

"Is that right?" she continued.

An Zhiyu nodded noncommittally.

Semiramis snorted coldly, and said lightly: "That can only mean that you have found the wrong person."

An Zhiyu: "Huh?"

"I only know a little bit about magic, let alone use that poor magic knowledge to help your sister and dissect fantasy trees together," she said.

You can just say that you want to refuse... You have to talk about so many messy things.

If Semiramis's magic attainments are magic idiots, then most of the followers can only be magic idiots.

An Zhiyu suppressed the groaning in his heart, raised his head and asked, "So, you don't intend to accept my request?"

Semiramis nodded silently, and suddenly asked: "If I refuse, what will you do?"

"Then I can only let you go back to rest." An Zhiyu said.

Semiramis was taken aback.

Going back means... letting her return to the Heroic Seat?

The empress looked at An Zhiyu in surprise.

Unexpectedly, when the master summoned her, he really just wanted to use her power.

For her body, beauty is not very interested.

Semiramis looked at An Zhiyu with great interest, and looked at him, the young man who seemed to be going to the summoning formation to continue summoning the heroic spirit, and chuckled lightly:

"Okay, I accept your request."

An Zhiyu turned his head to look, and the empress had a rare happy smile on her face, and said, "But I can only do my best, I can't guarantee whether I can dissect the fantasy tree."

An Zhiyu was overjoyed, and nodded immediately: "This is enough, and there is no need to delay, you can go to Wangcheng now! By the way...you don't know where you are, I will let Yuzao take you there .”

With the help of this empress, being able to dissect the success rate of the fantasy tree has raised another level!

After speaking, An Zhiyu led Semiramis towards the gate of the magic studio.

On the way, Semiramis looked at An Zhiyu with a little concern several times, until he stared at An Zhiyu and felt his heart tremble, and finally couldn't hold back and asked: "Semiramis, are you still looking at An Zhiyu?" Is there anything you want to ask?"

"No... It's not a big deal, it's just a doubt in my heart. It would be great if the master can answer." Semiramis paused slightly.

"Master, I hope you can answer truthfully, is your sexual orientation..."