This is My Heroic Path

This is a snow-white steed, with a faint brilliance on its body, it is sick at the moment, let this stranger stroke its hair, it looks like it may pass away at any time.

"It looks pitiful," said Artoria.

It seemed to be pain in the body, and tears fell from the eyes of this steed, as if it was human.

"Let it go." An Zhiyu said as he drew out the sword of selection, and cut off the chains tied to the horse's four feet.

It was already dying, but after An Zhiyu cut off the chain, the steed seemed to be alive and stood up very energetically.

Arturia patted it on the head, "Go away, this place is not suitable for you."

However, the steed did not leave, but gently rubbed its head against Artoria's face, looking very intimate.

"It seems to like you very much." An Zhiyu was surprised that there would be such a humane horse, and after being urged, he refused to leave, and kept surrounding Artoria all the time.

"Otherwise, let's keep it. It's good to let others take the horse back." An Zhiyu said.

It is rare to have such a smart horse. Since it refuses to leave, let it stay.

Artoria nodded lightly, stroking the horse's hair with soft eyes.

"My lord, would you like some water? You must be thirsty after driving for half a day?"

At some point, Milo walked up to An Zhiyu and handed him the water bag in his hand.

Glancing at the girl with a gentle smile in front of her, An Zhiyu nodded slightly, and took the water bag.

It feels like the water bag is a little light...

An Zhiyu weighed it, and felt that the weight of the water bag was different.

Milo seemed to see An Zhiyu's doubts, and said with a smile: "I drank a little when I came here, the king shouldn't mind, right?"

Her words almost blocked An Zhiyu's answer. If she refused, it meant that she disliked the other party for drinking. As a king, he would never do such a thing anyway. Milo confidently judged that the king I won't be so shameless.

Arturia frowned slightly, but did not speak.

In terms of details, this girl is indeed better than her.

As a court deacon, there is still a lot to learn... Arturia silently recorded this lesson in her heart.

An Zhiyu took a few sips of water silently, handed the water bag back to Milo, and said politely, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." The girl smiled lightly.

Don't girls in this era have the concept of indirect kissing...?

An Zhiyu looked at the friendly smile on the face of the pink-haired girl in front of her, thinking silently in her heart.

There was a faint rustling sound from the surrounding leaves, and the ground seemed to be shaking.

An Zhiyu felt that his footsteps were a little unsteady. Milo and Arturia quickly approached An Zhiyu, with a red gun in one hand and a whip in the other girl's hand. Time leaned against An Zhiyu, forming an absolute defensive wall.

An Zhiyu looked around, but found nothing.

After the ground shook, there was no other movement.

"What's wrong, what's going on in this place?" Lan Maloch clenched the spear in his hand, and looked around. He has a strong and tall physique, and just standing next to him makes people feel full of security.

A gust of wind blew by, bringing a chill.

The surroundings were still as silent as before.

"... Strange, monster! There are monsters!"

Suddenly, a scream sounded in the distance, breaking the silence.

Almost instantly, all the knights moved, approaching the screaming wooden house.

The door of the wooden house was tightly closed and could not be opened directly. Lan Maloch kicked open the door of the wooden house. Everyone was shocked when they saw the scene in the wooden house.

One of the dozen or so knights accompanying him had completely lost consciousness at this time, his body was stained with blood, and sharp claw marks remained on his armor.

Looking at the scene in front of him, there was almost no more time to think, and a scene suddenly flashed through An Zhiyu's brain. He quickly reacted, pulled out the sword of selection, pushed Arturia away, and the sword Feng blocked the claws coming from the darkness.

And this blow exposed the attacker to everyone's eyes.

With messy silver hair, long pointed ears, and extremely sharp teeth, it looks like a wild beast.

"An elf in the other world?!" Lan Maloch exclaimed, looking at the creature in front of him in disbelief.

Someone actually opened the door to the other world? !

There is no doubt that those alien races were killed by this elf.

But he quickly reacted, and without the slightest hesitation, he raised his spear and stabbed at the elf, but it quickly avoided it.

The elf looked at the person in front of him, smiled strangely, and took a step forward.

A group of knights guarded An Zhiyu one after another, staring at this weird-looking elf warily.

Just when everyone thought it was going to attack, the elf stopped and stared straight at An Zhiyu with fear in his eyes.

After observing like this for a while, it slowly took two steps back, and soon disappeared in front of everyone.

The others still gathered around An Zhiyu, still unrelenting, guarding the surroundings carefully, and it was not until a while later that Lan Maloch put away his spear.

"He escaped."