This is My Heroic Path

At this moment, Agguiwen murmured to himself with a gloomy face: "Not satisfied?"

For a moment, the expressions of several people in the room became a little weird.

An Zhiyu's eyelids twitched, glanced at Gao Wen who was still working hard, then turned to Agguiwen, and said in a gentle voice, "Aggui Wenqing, you and Gao Wenqing have a very good relationship, right? I also know that you can't bear to let him handle so many government affairs alone, so I ask you to go with me."

Agguiwen was startled, his eyes changed slightly.

With so many government affairs, it may not be possible to finish at night!

He opened his mouth slightly, and was about to continue talking, when he heard An Zhiyu continue to ask: "Is there any problem?"

"……Yes."

So, a group of Knights of the Round Table were thankful that they hadn't talked much, and they looked at Agguivin with pity.

It wasn't until An Zhiyu left that Gao Wen raised his head and said with a smile on his face, "Come on, Agguiwen, let's work together to get rid of these government affairs!"

Agguiwen's eyelids twitched slightly, and after a long time, he let out a sigh, and thousands of words finally formed a single word.

Hey!

……

After patrolling the place where the city wall was repaired, An Zhiyu walked towards the training ground, where he conducted some training under the guidance of Skaha as usual.

In fact, just because An Zhiyu didn't see Altria all day today, he thought that he might be able to see her in the training ground, but unfortunately, so far today, An Zhiyu has never seen Altria. Toria.

As for the training, he was not distracted.

In fact, according to Skaha's words, An Zhiyu's spear skills have reached a bottleneck period. According to Skaha, no matter what kind of martial arts, the ultimate goal is "extreme". The ultimate limit of gun skills is also the limit of martial arts.

But that is no longer a level that can be achieved by teaching and talent, but more by comprehension. That kind of thing cannot be forced. An Zhiyu is also very open, and is not too persistent.

After the training, An Zhiyu returned to the room. When he just lay down, he suddenly remembered what Morgan said in the morning, so he left the room and came to Morgan's room.

He actually didn't understand why it had to be at night. Could it be said that night has a bonus for the goddess of death?

Just like Gawain, during the day, Gawain has three times the strength, as long as he is not seriously injured, he can be said to be almost invincible, but once the sun goes down, the invincible Gawain falls down.

So in other words, does the Goddess of Death also have a similar buff?

An Zhiyu knocked on the door, and opened the door after hearing the sound of "come in" from the room.

The room was filled with a sweet smell, which made people's brains a little drowsy. Morgan Le Fay sat on the bed with his head down, holding his hands lightly on his lap.

An Zhiyu didn't know if it was his own illusion, he always felt an indescribable weirdness.

But he didn't think much about it. After all, with Morgan's strength, even if he couldn't be killed instantly, if she really wanted to do something, An Zhiyu would basically not resist, so there was no need to take precautions.

"Sister Morgan, I'm here." An Zhiyu said.

Morgan Le Fay's slightly trembling shoulders gradually calmed down. She raised her head and said calmly, "Sit here."

She pointed to the head of the bed next to her.

An Zhiyu nodded and sat where Morgan pointed.

Probably some kind of ceremony is going to be carried out, after all, it will take a lot of effort to break that kind of oath.

"And then?" An Zhiyu raised his head and asked.

"Then..." Morgan raised his wet eyes and said softly, "Close your eyes."

Why doesn't it sound like a normal ritual?

Thinking of some words Morgan said today, An Zhiyu's heart speeded up a lot for a while, and he closed his eyes obediently.

"And then, Sister Morgan?" He asked again.

But the answer to An Zhiyu was a clear and pleasant sound of handcuffs.

Then, soft and sweet breath came to his face, and An Zhiyu suddenly opened his eyes.

"And be quiet."

A soft voice came from next to his ears, followed by a woman's unscrupulous kiss. This time, he didn't even have a chance to resist, because his hands had been handcuffed by Morgan's handcuffs specially placed in the room.

The face of the girl in front of her gradually changed, and after it faded away, a pure and charming face was revealed, with golden hair swaying gently.

An Zhiyu's eyes slowly widened.

Is it an illusion? !

An Zhiyu's eyes were fixed on Artoria.

As if seeing An Zhiyu's doubts, Arturia said lightly: "This is the method that Huang Jie told me, the future me will fail, so as long as it is not me... If I am Huang Jie, then It'll be fine."

"I think the result is the same." An Zhiyu said helplessly.

After all, it was just an illusion, how could it possibly change the future.

Logically speaking, that should be the case.

"This kind of thing will become clear later," Artoria's delicate cheeks were stained with shame because of shame, but she still kept herself calm.

Calm down, it's just one last step... just a little bit.

"Do you have any ideas now?" She pressed An Zhiyu's chest, straddled him up, looked down at him from above, gently pulled the thin shoulder straps on her shoulders, and asked softly.