This is My Heroic Path

"I actually don't particularly care." Scathach shrugged.After all, the apprentice doesn't care about her age.

And isn't there a saying?The more the wine is hidden, the more fragrant it becomes, um...

Skadi walked to the window, and after a moment of silence, she said, "The last dragon was dealt with by Lily, wasn't it?"

"If I have to say it, after being severely injured by me and my apprentice, it died after Lily took a light cannon." Skaha paused slightly, "No, even then it wasn't dead yet."

"It was killed by Morgan's plan, right?" Skadi leaned against the wall with her hands folded, and sighed, "That goddess's scheming is really deep."

He deceived Vortigeng, and even made an oath to pretend to cooperate with it. In the end, it transferred all the power of the white dragon to An Zhiyu. He wanted to occupy An Zhiyu's body, but he didn't want to be dealt with by unknown gods.

Morgan was not only ruthless to the enemy, but also to his own people, but fortunately, after the scabbard entered An Zhiyu's body, he was speeding up the repair of his injuries.

"By the way, it's been almost three days, is An Zhiyu still awake?" Skadi asked suddenly.

"Not yet." Scathach shook his head, "I'm also a little surprised at this."

It stands to reason that after Morgan handed over the scabbard of the sword in the lake to An Zhiyu, his injury should have been repaired quickly, not to mention that he is still a real white dragon now.But it has been three days now. According to Skaha's estimate, An Zhiyu would wake up in two days.

Skadi frowned tightly, and murmured: "Could it be that something happened after Vortigern's consciousness entered Anzhiyu's body? Or is it that the spirit of death that he released surpassed his own?" The limit that can be tolerated?"

"You seem to care about my apprentice's appearance?" Scathach raised his eyes.

Skadi hesitated for a while, and coughed lightly, "Of course, but don't get me wrong, I don't care about him, but that god."

"Is that deceased god?" Scatha repeated, "Isn't it still impossible to determine the identity of that god?"

"It's basically confirmed," Skadi spread her hands. "The power that must hit, the death word spirit, and the surging magic power. I can't think of other gods except that god king."

"Do you mind if I get some blood now?" Skadi then asked.

"Can't wait to prove my apprentice's identity?" Scatha said slowly, "It doesn't matter if it's just a little blood, but do you know the way to prove his identity?"

"After your apprentice left, I met a guy who was injured in the shoulder in King Camelot, and I caught him back by the way." Skadi said, "It turned out to be a coincidence, it happened to be beaten away by your apprentice druid."

Skaha laughed dumbly, "That's really a coincidence, if you don't mind, I will go to the room with you, and check if my apprentice is awake by the way."

"By the way?"

"Just by the way, I didn't go because I wanted to see him... According to what my apprentice told me before, if you are arrogant, you will use my way of speaking just now." Skaha's eyes were full She glanced at Skadi deeply.

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"The face is so cold, it's almost as if there is no temperature."

Arturia stretched out her hand and put it on An Zhiyu's face, and then pressed the back of her slender hand against his face.

"Don't worry, he'll be fine with the scabbard." Another woman's voice came from beside her. She leaned against the window with her arms folded, staring at the unconscious teenager lying on the bed, and then quietly Moved away without a sound.

"Sister Huang, have you already settled everything?" Arturia turned to look at Morgan Le Fay.

"I'm not a god... Oh, I seem to be a god." Morgan smiled helplessly, "However, even a god can't predict what will happen. For example, Vivienne lied to me... I am indeed did not expect."

"Besides, if I've calculated everything, you won't be hurt." Morgan walked behind Artoria and patted her on the head lightly.

"I didn't get hurt much," Artoria looked back at An Zhiyu, "but he got quite a few injuries."

"I know." Morgan sighed slightly, "but if I don't do this, it's impossible for Vortigern to be fooled, and it's even more impossible for him to transfer the remaining power of the white dragon to Xiaoyu."

Using everything that can be used, putting everything on the chessboard, playing with people's hearts, this is a witch.

"You continue to take care of him, I still have something to take care of." Morgan Le Fay started to leave the room.

"Where are you going, Miss Huang?" Artoria couldn't help but look back.

"Vivian, I still have something to interrogate." Morgan stood still, "Come and inform me when he wakes up."

After finishing speaking, Morgan Le Fay left the room.

Artoria's fingers stroked An Zhiyu's face, and finally her fingertips touched his lips.

"How long will it take to wake up?" Artoria murmured as if talking to herself.

"Even if you do something now, no one will see it, right?" This thought suddenly flashed in her mind.

No, this kind of thing should not be done!

An upright knight would not do such a wretched thing, this is the most basic gentleman etiquette!

That's right, gentleman's etiquette... But Artoria is not a gentleman.

dong dong.

There was a knock on the door, and the door was pushed open.

"What are you doing?" Scatha asked suspiciously.

Artoria's forehead was right on An Zhiyu's forehead, under the eyes of two...beautiful girls, Artoria sat back in her seat expressionlessly.

"Help take your temperature." Her tone was quite flat.

"That's it," Scatha looked around the room, "Did Ushaha come over?"

"She stayed by the bedside last night, and I asked her to go back to rest first." Artoria said, "Princess Guinevere is helping with government affairs in the government office, and I have to go there later. "

Scatha nodded slightly, then turned to Skadi and said, "Don't draw too much blood."

"I know." Skadi walked up to An Zhiyu, observed him first, and then murmured softly: "It seems that there is nothing serious."