This is My Heroic Path

Of course he was referring to Guinevere becoming queen.

"Then I'll take your word for it." After Aldgren finished speaking, there was a sardonic smile on his face when he watched the father and son return to the hall to chat with other people.

That witch followed him to the birthday party because she liked King Arthur?

To think of such a thing, Duke Bell's son must have lost his mind.

But that's true, after all, the Duke of Bell was suspected of adultery with a foreign race, and it must have been very uncomfortable during this period, so it's not surprising that his spirit would be a little abnormal.

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"It feels too tight, it would be nice if it could be loosened up a little more."

Morgan Le Fay stood in a certain room, looking in the mirror with a little distress.

She is wearing a pure white dress, which is a dress that makes people feel quite pure at first glance, and it is also one of Guinevere's favorite dresses, but it is particularly beautiful when worn on Morgan Le Fay. Charming and coquettish, the pair of plump and soft chests can't be concealed at all, as if they are about to jump out at any time.

"Don't you have looser clothes?" She looked back at Guinevere behind her.

"Sorry, this is already my largest dress..." Guinevere's eyes were full of regret when she said the last, the gentle look on her face faded a lot, and she looked shocked.

She glanced at the huge heart on Morgan Le Fay's chest, then looked down at her own chest, and sighed secretly in her heart, but still kept a gentle smile on her face: "I'll ask my servants to prepare two pieces for you later." A dress that fits well."

"Then thank you in advance." Morgan smiled back.

"Why do you need to change your clothes? Aren't you going to change your prom dress tomorrow night?" An Zhiyu sat on the bedside and looked at Morgan Le Fay and asked.

"You don't understand, this is a woman's secret." Morgan smiled mysteriously.

Inspired by Milo's previous attire, she wanted to dress a little sexier... Naturally, it was impossible to tell An Zhiyu directly.

"Women have many secrets, Arthur." Milo quietly moved to sit next to An Zhiyu, and quietly moved his cheeks closer, "Need me to tell you?"

An Zhiyu leaned back and reminded: "It's too close."

"It's okay, I don't mind." Seeing that An Zhiyu's little eyes seemed to have nowhere to rest, the smile on Milo's face became wider, and a sense of joy arose spontaneously.

She was about to continue her attack, but at this moment, she suddenly noticed Morgan Le Fay's gaze.

Milo's smile froze slightly, and he glanced slightly in Morgan Le Fay's direction.

After a brief silence, Milo moved back again, keeping a certain distance from Anzhiyu.

"What happened all of a sudden?" An Zhiyu looked at Milo who left the room in puzzlement.

"Probably Sir Milo himself realized that his behavior just now was impolite." Morgan glanced at Milo lightly, and then said with a smile, "Let's not talk about that, do you think this dress suits my sister?"

Morgan Le Fay lifted up her pure white skirt as she spoke, revealing a pair of white and tender thighs.

An Zhiyu couldn't help but glanced at Morgan Le Fay several times, not knowing where to look first.

It is obviously a very innocent dress, why does it become so erotic when worn by Sister Morgan?

"Would you like to take a closer look?" Seeing this situation, Morgan Le Fay took advantage of the victory to pursue, and was about to walk towards An Zhiyu.

"Princess Morgan, this dress is too tight. If you act like this, you may—"

Just as Guinevere said this, she suddenly heard the sound of clothes being torn, and a large piece of snow-white skin was exposed in front of her eyes.

"Don't look this way!" Guinevere reacted quickly and shouted hastily.

"I didn't see it!" An Zhiyu had already covered his eyes when he spoke, and peeked through his fingers.

Then glanced again.

Do I have to look up again to see it?

An Zhiyu was about to raise his head when he thought of this, but suddenly his eyes went dark, and he covered his eyes with his hands.

Artoria's voice came from next to An Zhiyu's ear.

"See no evil."

Chapter 141 If you can talk, talk more

"You should have a plan, right?"

Morgan Le Fay looked at Milo and asked calmly.

There were only her and Milo in the room. An Zhiyu and Arturia had gone outside to have a shower, while Guinevere ordered the servants to prepare clothes for Morgan.

"Of course, in the final analysis, this doesn't require any plan." Milo said with a smile, "It's just calling out Duke Bell and another tribal leader. My father had a good personal relationship with Duke Bell before his death, so trying to trick him out is nothing Difficult, another person... I naturally have a way."

"Then I'll leave it to you. I'll wait for you at the south side of the manor." Morgan Le Fay said.

"Well, don't worry, I will definitely be able to bring them out, but the matter of making them make an oath may need to trouble you." Milo smiled sweetly.

"Princess Morgan, it should be fine, right?"

"You don't need to worry about this kind of thing." Morgan said lightly.

"That would be the best." Milo said as he stood up and was about to leave the room, but was stopped by Morgan.

"Wait here first, someone will bring clothes over later."

Milo was slightly taken aback.

Send clothes over and let me stay here for what?