This is My Heroic Path

"If you mean the thing about you drawing the sword from the stone...frankly, I'm pretty happy," she went on.

"But in this way, wouldn't your efforts be in vain?"

"I'll be angry if you say that." Arturia's calm tone was really sullen, "Everything I've learned is not in vain, I'm not by your side as a court deacon, Ready to teach you what I've learned?"

"You taught me runes... In return, I will teach you other things, which is also an equivalent exchange."

Unexpectedly, the words of this stupid hairy king are so reasonable...

An Zhiyu sighed inwardly, "I will trouble you from now on, I am still very immature now, so I will always need your help."

"No, we're just helping each other," Artoria paused slightly, "And I have to say, I also got a lot from you."

Runes, the reconciliation with the Queen, and...

She looked at An Zhiyu, with a faint smile on her delicate and lovely face, "So, let's work hard together in the future."

It seems that her personality is much more cheerful than before...

Seeing the faint smile on Artoria's face, An Zhiyu suddenly felt that everything seemed worthwhile.

The efforts of myself and Morgan Le Fay were not in vain.

"You seem very tired?" Artoria asked, looking at An Zhiyu's tired face.

"After all, I've been busy all day today. Is there any place to rest here? I want to take a break while I have time now." An Zhiyu asked.

When he pulled out the sword in the stone earlier, he entered the combat power overload mode. The arm that lifted the giant rock felt sore from the very beginning, and he couldn't exert much strength. He needed to rest for a while.

"I'll take you to the room first." Artoria took two steps forward, bowed slightly, "Come with me, my lord."

"Uh... Usually, it seems that you should call me by my name when there is no one else. It always feels weird to call me Wang." An Zhiyu said.

"If this is the king's request, then I will obey." Artoria said.

So why is it so serious? !

An Zhiyu sighed, stepped forward, and patted the girl's seemingly delicate shoulder with his right hand, "Lily, are we friends? You don't need to be so cautious when there is no one else, otherwise it will be too lonely."

"How can it be considered restrained?" Artoria showed a puzzled look on her face.

"Well... If you don't know what to do, just think about how Sister Morgan treated me before, and you can just treat me like that."

Artoria thought about Morgan's previous conversation with Anzhiyu and what he did to Anzhiyu later, with a slightly confused look on her face, "Do you like others to tease you?"

"No! What I'm saying is that we just need to relax and communicate a little bit, relax!" An Zhiyu held his forehead.

Where the hell did this dumb-haired king think?Why do you say it as if I'm a shaking M? ?

After Chapter 82, your name will be Guinevere!

Under the leadership of Artoria, the two walked along a long corridor to a certain room.

"King Arthur."

At this time, a voice with a respectful tone came from the front, and the man in armor bowed slightly to express his respect.

An Zhiyu looked at the man in front of him with a rather serious expression, but there was an inexplicable pressure at first glance.

Who are you friend?

Seeing the perplexed look in An Zhiyu's eyes, the man explained: "My name is Agguiwen. You may not remember it now, but you will be familiar with it later."

Is this man Aggavin, one of Morgan's sister's "children"?

An Zhiyu looked at Agguiwen with a serious expression in front of him, and he probably had some understanding in his heart. He nodded slightly and stretched out his hand, "An Zhiyu, the current King Arthur, will still need your help in the future. Don't worry about it."

Agguiwen was slightly stunned, but still stretched out his hand to hold it with An Zhiyu. After letting go, he glanced at Artoria, who had been silent all along, "Then I won't bother the king, what's the matter?" If there is something wrong, you can let the servant inform me."

After finishing speaking, he continued to walk towards the depths of the corridor.

"I feel like a very serious person." An Zhiyu couldn't help muttering.

And... He felt that this person seemed to have considerable hostility towards him.

I don't know if it's an illusion.

"Come with me." Artoria's voice brought An Zhiyu back to reality.

"This is the room where you will rest in the future." After walking for a while, Arturia brought An Zhiyu to a certain room.

In fact, she didn't know much about the road to the palace, but the emperor seemed to have anticipated this situation before, so she informed An Zhiyu of the room where An Zhiyu lived in advance.

An Zhiyu immediately lay down on the soft bed, feeling as if all the fatigue of the day had sunk into the bed.

And the quilt is also very soft, and the pillows are also...

Rolling around on the bed with the quilt in his arms, he suddenly noticed that the girl next to him hadn't left for a long time, but looked at him silently. An Zhiyu coughed twice, "Is there anything else you need, Lily?"

"It's okay." Arturia shook her head, "I'm the court deacon in charge of taking care of you, so of course I should stay here and help you solve various difficulties."

Sounds pretty professional...

"Will you help me solve any difficulties?" An Zhiyu asked.

"Well, this is the court deacon—"

"Then you go cook?" An Zhiyu said.