Obviously just now when everyone put forward their ideas, they were immediately denied by the other party, but now there is no sound in the room.

"Well, don't you really think this method is feasible...?" Vivienne blinked.

"Then let's classify it as a possibility for the time being." Ushaha wrote and drew on the table, then raised her head, "Anyone else have anything else to say?"

No one speaks anymore.

"Then wait for another two days and see," Skaha said, "If it really doesn't work, it's time to take some measures."

"Whose turn is it tonight?" Morgan asked.

During the two days when An Zhiyu was in a coma, someone was guarding his bedside every half day, and tonight would also be guarded by one person.

Arturia raised her hand, her green eyes scanned the people present, and said, "Everyone go to rest first, just leave it to me tonight."

"Is it really okay? You have just recovered from a serious illness. If it doesn't work, it doesn't matter if you let someone else take your place." Morgan said with concern.

"Yeah, how nice it is for Lily to sleep with me tonight." Ushaha hugged Arturia's arm, rubbing her cheek lightly, like a clingy cat.

"No need," Arturia just shook her head, and said seriously, "This is my duty as the king's court deacon. There is nothing wrong with my health. Everyone, please rest assured and leave Xiaoyu to me."

"Although it's a pity that we can't sleep together at night, I'm also relieved that Xiaoyu will be taken care of by Lily." Usha said with a smile.

Then, she sighed again, "It would be great if Guinevere was here."

Guinevere's body is too weak compared to the people present. An Zhiyu's battle with Vortigen that day, but the aftermath of the battle caused her a little injury. Although the injury has recovered, but It's still necessary to rest for a while, otherwise she might be more suitable to take care of An Zhiyu.

After all, among the group of people in the room, one is the goddess of death, let alone take care of others, she will probably be more proficient in killing people, not to mention the Queen of the Kingdom of Shadows, she was a fighting maniac before, completely different from fighting others. Nothing to do, and Ushaha is a master who can't sit still. It seems that in the middle of the night last night, he sneaked into An Zhiyu's bed and fell asleep with him.

As for Arturia, she has been in training since she was a child, so it is naturally impossible for her to know who to take care of.

"I can take good care of him too." Artoria heard what Ushaha meant, and frowned dissatisfiedly.

Arturia talked about this, and the others naturally didn't say anything more, but before leaving, she just reminded them that if An Zhiyu woke up, remember to inform them, and then left the room.

After watching a group of people leave, the lively room returned to silence, and Arturia silently stared at An Zhiyu.

She recalled what had happened in the past two days. The Knights of the Round Table accepted it faster than she imagined. She didn't know if Morgan had done her homework secretly, or they had a good ability to accept it. In short, everything was going on the right track. Then, Britain will probably get better and better.

It's like whether there is an Zhiyu or not.

Everyone accepted her frankly, but this made her feel even more afraid.

Artoria is not afraid of becoming the deputy king, nor is she afraid that she will not be able to do these government affairs well.

She was just afraid that An Zhiyu would suddenly disappear.

Just thinking about it is scary.

So, she stretched out her hand, lifted An Zhiyu's forehead hair, and kissed his forehead lightly.

Only in this way can she feel that An Zhiyu exists here.

Everyone thinks that Artoria is an upright knight, and some even say that she doesn't understand other people's inner thoughts.

That was probably true, but she was not honest at all.

Because he said that "the integrity of life and government affairs can be distinguished."

In other words, "for what you like, you should do what you want to do."

It is almost understandable in this way...probably.

Artoria pressed her forehead gently against An Zhiyu's chest, and said softly.

"Wake up quickly, little fish."

Or, does it really take a kiss like what Ushaha just said before waking up?

Artoria's eyes lingered on Anzhiyu's lips for a moment.

Chapter 252 Disrespecting the Gods

"It's over, am I going to become a heroic spirit?"

An Zhiyu looked at the world in front of him where he couldn't see his fingers, and fell into deep thought.

In the battle with Vortigern, he only remembered that after yelling "death" twice in a row, his brain fell into chaos, and then he saw Morgan.

Does she seem to be working with Vortigern?

And I don't remember anything after that.

Was it killed?

No... There's no way Morgan would do that.An Zhiyu was so determined from the bottom of his heart.

In other words, he was simply too tired?

That's right, after all, Master is here, and Sister Morgan is also there, so the body in reality should be able to be rescued.

So, is it just a dream now?

"What's that?" An Zhiyu suddenly noticed a figure appeared in the deep darkness in front of him, he walked forward slowly, and soon the figure came into view.

A very familiar figure, at least for An Zhiyu.

Wearing a black robe, with a crow and a golden crow standing on his left shoulder and right shoulder respectively, the man turned his head slightly to look at An Zhiyu, a pair of deep eyes were exposed under the black robe, just the first glance made people There is a sense of depth like falling into an abyss.

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