This is My Heroic Path

While she was still worrying, An Zhiyu who was not far away happened to walk into the training ground.

Guinevere's eyes brightened slightly, "Rival?"

Artoria: "..."

"Do you like Anzhiyu?" After a while, Artoria asked.

"I don't hate it, Arthur is a very good person, but not to the point where I like it." Guinevere said at the end, turning her head to look at An Zhiyu who was walking towards them.

She remembered that Arthur held her hand and danced awkwardly at the ball that day, looking very clumsy.

No, it's not just that he looks stupid, he's actually pretty stupid.

Otherwise, you won't recognize the wrong person.

It is said that the person Arthur was looking for that day was Princess Morgan.

"I think he's more like a brother," Guinevere continued.

"Brother?" Artoria's dumb hair moved slightly, she lowered her head for a moment of thought, then raised her head and said, "If he can only recognize one person as his older sister... this person was born between you and me, How about such an enemy?"

Guinevere lowered her head and thought for a while, her eyes slowly lit up, "Try again."

She raised her sword to Artoria, staring straight ahead.

Arthur has only one older sister, and that person was born between her and Artoria... Only by defeating her can he become Arthur's older sister.

Guinevere restrained her gentle expression just now, raised her sword and slashed towards Artoria.

"The momentum is good." Arturia nodded slightly, raising her sword to block Guinevere's slash.

An Zhiyu quickly walked into the training ground, sat down not far from the two of them, and watched their battle with his chin propped.

Sure enough, Lily is better at teaching people... and I feel that Princess Guinevere's momentum is quite good now.

An Zhiyu looked at the fighting figures of the two girls, and couldn't help admiring secretly in his heart.

When he taught Guinevere before, the opponent's attack was still soft, but now it looks a lot sharper. I really don't know how Lily did it.

The battle between the two lasted for several minutes before it finally ended. Artoria had sensed the existence of An Zhiyu early on, and now she was walking towards him.

"Thank you for your hard work." An Zhiyu said with a smile.

Arturia shook her head, "It's nothing, it's just to give you time to deal with other things."

This stupid hairy king is really quite upright.

Seeing the serious expression on Artoria's face and the sweat dripping from her forehead, he couldn't help but smile, took out a face towel and handed it to her.

"Thank you." Arturia followed with a faint smile, and took the face towel from An Zhiyu.

"It's such a good relationship." Guinevere emerged from behind Arturia, looked at An Zhiyu a few times, with a gentle smile on her face.

"This level is normal." An Zhiyu took out a second face towel and handed it to Guinevere while speaking.

"Thank you." Guinevere took the facecloth with a smile, raised her head slightly, and wiped the crystal beads of sweat from her snow-white neck.

Almost every movement of her was so graceful that An Zhiyu couldn't help staring at her delicate collarbone for a while.

Guinevere noticed An Zhiyu's gaze, but just smiled lightly, folded the face towel and put it away, "By the way, why did you come to the training ground so early today when you have time?"

An Zhiyu basically never came to the training ground so early before, every time he came near dark, but today he was much earlier than usual.

"There's basically nothing to be busy with today. It's too boring to be alone in the lobby, so I came here early to have a look." An Zhiyu said, "It seems that you have practiced pretty well."

"It's all because Lily taught her well." Guinevere said, turning her head to Artoria.

An Zhiyu looked around and wondered why the atmosphere looked a little orange?

Just at this time, Morgan Le Fay also walked into the training ground.

"It seems that you get along pretty well." Morgan Le Fay looked at Guinevere a few times, then looked away, and looked at An Zhiyu with a smile.

"I've only just been here," An Zhiyu said, "Lily is very good at teaching people. When I first came, Princess Guinevere's sword skills already looked good."

Morgan touched Artoria's head, his eyes were soft, "Since this is the case, my child can also be taught by Lily."

"Your child?" An Zhiyu was slightly taken aback, "They shouldn't need Lily to teach them their current strength, right?"

Morgan's eyes flickered slightly, but he just smiled and didn't speak.

These people don't need Lily's teaching now...but maybe they will in the future.

"By the way, did you ask Mr. Agguiwen just now for something, Sister Morgan?" An Zhiyu suddenly remembered the private chat between Morgan and Agguiwen just now.

"Are you curious?" Morgan tilted his head slightly, observing An Zhiyu's expression, as if he wanted to see something through his expression.

"A little bit." When An Zhiyu said this, he paused for a moment, and continued, "If it's inconvenient, then forget it."

"A little curious?" Morgan Le Fay poked An Zhiyu's face with his finger, "Could it be jealousy?"

envy?

An Zhiyu's expression froze, and he waved his hand immediately, "How is it possible, Aggui Wenqing is your adopted son, what am I jealous of him for? I'm just a little curious, thinking that if there is any trouble, maybe I can help Woolen cloth."

Morgan gave An Zhiyu a meaningful look, and smiled faintly: "If the adopted son is not good enough, the master and apprentice should not be good either, right?"

An Zhiyu: "..."