This is My Heroic Path

"The prom dress is very suitable for you." An Zhiyu said suddenly, "Maybe you can try wearing this type of dress in the future, it's very attractive."

Artoria's originally tense expression eased a little, and the corners of her mouth inadvertently raised a slight arc, but she still shook her head, "This kind of attire is not suitable for fighting, and it's fine to wear it occasionally on such occasions."

It's really a pragmatist's statement... An Zhiyu thought to himself.

Arturia seems to always prioritize whether something is good for her, and if it is not good, she usually doesn't bother to do it.

"There's no point in wearing clothes that affect your actions," Artoria continued.

"But it's pretty, isn't your imperial sister wearing skirts every day?" An Zhiyu said.

"Does it look good..." Artoria fell into a brief silence, as if she was thinking about something.

"I'll think about it again," she said after a moment.

"So you changed your mind?!" An Zhiyu was a little surprised.

I thought Lily would simply refuse.

"Think about it carefully, if I have been by your side as a court deacon, dressing up better will be more beneficial to your image." Artoria said.

"And I am more pleasing to the eye." An Zhiyu added.

Artoria glanced at An Zhiyu, then looked away at the scenery outside without making a sound.

"It's embarrassing for me not to speak suddenly at this time, Lily." Seeing this, An Zhiyu couldn't help but said with some embarrassment.

But Arturia still didn't say a word, and looked in a certain direction.

"Is that man Ser Milo?"

An Zhiyu followed Artoria's line of sight.

She has pink hair, and her dress is much more low-key than during the day, barely revealing much skin, but An Zhiyu still recognizes the other party's identity from her back.

It was indeed Milo.

And beside Milo, there were two men who looked familiar from the back.

"It seems to be the leader of the tribe?" Arturia's eyes were shining with thought.

"Why are they walking together?"

An Zhiyu shook his head, "I don't know...but since you've encountered it, let's go and have a look."

"You wait for me here, I'll come back when I go." After An Zhiyu finished speaking, he thought for a while, and put the crown and cloak on his head in Arturia's hands, "Bring this back to the room for me first. .”

"I also want to take a look, and I have to protect you." Arturia said with a frown.

"We are about the same in strength, and I may not be in danger, so you can cover me up, and if Sister Morgan asks, tell me I'm going for a walk." An Zhiyu stepped on the railing after finishing speaking, Jumped off the balcony.

He stepped on the ground lightly, and chased in the direction where Milo had disappeared before, and soon disappeared in the darkness.

Arturia glanced at the crown and cloak in her hand, thought for a while, and decided to act according to what An Zhiyu said just now, turned and left the balcony.

Soon Artoria returned to the room, but she couldn't help but feel puzzled when she opened the door.

The room was empty.

Why isn't Miss Huang here?

Arturia couldn't help thinking.

***

An Zhiyu held his breath as much as possible all the way, and followed Milo quietly.

This girl still has some strength, and she may be discovered by accident.

Fireworks are back, what the hell is Sir Milo doing?

At this point in time, the two tribal leaders were called outside to talk... Could it be that she was also an adulterer?

No, if this is the case, the aliens who were imprisoned at that time should have even mentioned Milo's name.

Also, what the hell are they talking about now?

From the very beginning, Milo and the other two tribal leaders seemed to be talking about something, but because of the distance, An Zhiyu couldn't hear what the three of them said at all.

An Zhiyu followed the three of them all the way, and after an unknown amount of time, he finally saw them stop.

An Zhiyu stopped in time, hid behind a certain bush and observed the three people in front of him.

No, I still can't hear clearly.

Want to get closer?

Just as An Zhiyu thought of this, he suddenly heard footsteps.

In the silent manor, the footsteps made the two tribal leaders feel more uneasy. They were about to turn around and leave, but they were stopped by Milo with a smile on his face, and he was still talking .

As the footsteps gradually approached, An Zhiyu squinted his eyes and looked at the woman who was gradually coming out of the shadows. He was stunned for a while, and soon sighed secretly.

Is that so?

An Zhiyu smiled helplessly, turned around and left quietly.

"What's the matter?" Milo looked back at the woman beside her. In her impression, Morgan Le Fay had always been the kind of woman who would not be shaken in her heart no matter what, but she clearly saw a trace of it in Morgan's eyes. flustered.