This is My Heroic Path

This scene... Isn't this the perfect secret room murder scene? !

"What? Don't you want your sister to hug you before you sit down?" Morgan Le Fay looked at An Zhiyu a few times, with a teasing look in his eyes.

"Generally speaking, I should be the one holding you." An Zhiyu couldn't help but say something.

How to say that he is also a man, let Morgan hug him and say that the role is reversed, right?

"Oh?" There was a little more smile on Morgan's face, "Then you come here and hug me?"

An Zhiyu glanced at her, shook his head, "Forget it, I'm not interested."

After finishing speaking, he sat opposite Morgan Le Fay's bedside.

The corner of Morgan Le Fay's mouth unconsciously raised a slight arc.

Heh, what's wrong with you? Does this seem like you're not interested?

Just now, An Zhiyu's gaze was clearly aware of where she was looking.

Even if he said he was not interested...but his eyes still wandered past her feet and chest from time to time.

In this case, no matter what you say, it is not convincing at all.

"Tell me what you have to say, I want to go back to the Kingdom of Shadows soon, Sister Morgan."

Morgan's sight and the quiet atmosphere made An Zhiyu feel very uncomfortable, so he couldn't bear it anymore, so he couldn't help but raise the topic.

But what he said was the truth, it had been two months, and he was still looking forward to reuniting with his master and sister after returning.

Of course, I still have a little expectation for the current scene and the subsequent development... Really just a little bit.

Probably the little distance between the index finger and thumb.

"Don't worry, come and sit here." Morgan patted the seat beside him.

"What? Do you want to sit on my sister's lap?" Seeing that An Zhiyu still didn't move, Morgan tilted her head, and a strand of hair fell down, blocking her eyes.

"Or do you want your sister to sit on your lap?"

An Zhiyu: "..."

Under Morgan's bold speech, he had no choice but to muster up the courage to sit down.

Do you really think I'm a salted fish?If it wasn't for the fear that you wouldn't play the cards according to the routine, I would have gone back to teasing you a long time ago.

Although he was complaining in his heart, An Zhiyu lowered his head subconsciously.

Then, his eyes drifted away from Morgan Le Fay's beautiful round jade legs, and then quietly moved away.

This

"Sure enough, my sister's charm is still great," Morgan Le Fay sighed when he noticed An Zhiyu's gaze, "Sometimes I always think, why am I the goddess of death instead of the god of love? "

"If it's the God of Cupid, you can draw the bow and move towards this position." She stretched out a slender finger to An Zhiyu's chest, "Biu ~ you will become my prisoner."

"Sister Morgan, what's the matter with you?" An Zhiyu propped his hands behind his back, feeling that he could hardly control himself if this continued.

This woman always likes this, so she never thought that one day she would really be unable to suppress it?

"I really can't stand molesting at all." Morgan Le Fay spread his hands.

"King Uther is dead." Then, he said the main point.

When hearing Morgan's words, An Zhiyu couldn't help but startled.

"Didn't it say that it will take at least three months? Why so soon..."

"He was already seriously ill when he was defeated by Vortigern, so it's good to be able to sustain it for so long." Morgan Le Fay said lightly, "Three months is just a rough guess, he died a few days ago gone."

"The king's city is now in chaos. Some people are even bad-mouthing that the country has come here. There are also bards in the village who are spreading some poems that make the people uneasy."

"So, the time for Lily to draw her sword has to be brought forward?" An Zhiyu said with emotion at the end.

He didn't expect this day to come so soon. He and Arturia had known each other for less than half a year. He thought he could train together for a while, but this day came earlier.

Morgan Le Fay nodded lightly, "A week later, there will be many knights trying to pull out the king-choosing sword."

An Zhiyu nodded slightly.

This is not surprising, there must be many people who want to be kings.

"Lily will be the one who can finally pull out the sword in the stone." Morgan Le Fay continued.

"This is a plan jointly negotiated by King Uther and that liar who played with flowers."

"I know." An Zhiyu lowered his head slightly, the hair on his forehead just blocked those dark eyes.

Although he was reluctant to give up, all of this was a doomed ending. That person was in the body of a red dragon, so of course he would become the king, and then lead the knights to drive away the alien race.

As Merlin said, all of this is fate, an unchangeable fate.

"Do you believe in fate?" Morgan Le Fay asked suddenly, looking at An Zhiyu who had fallen silent.

Suddenly asked why?

An Zhiyu couldn't help but startled.

"I believe in fate," Morgan Le Fay said quietly, "everything is a predestined result, and it doesn't matter how the process changes—"