This is My Heroic Path

Her eyes are calm, but they seem to contain some kind of embarrassment. It seems that she is ashamed because she just "run away in embarrassment", but with that cute little face, even if she is embarrassed, she looks very cute.

"What's wrong?" An Zhiyu asked puzzled.

"Can I go to the training ground to compete?" Artoria asked.

"Now?" An Zhiyu glanced at the rain outside.

It's not raining too much now, but after the match, the clothes will probably be wet.

Arturia didn't say a word, just looked at An Zhiyu silently.

"Okay." An Zhiyu nodded after thinking for a while.

It seemed that Lily was not in a very good mood. If this could make her feel better, it would be acceptable. Besides, his mental state has almost recovered now, and he will no longer be tortured by blood even if he is sparring.

"Shall I go with you?" Guinevere said, standing up.

"It's still raining now, so you should stay here. If you catch a cold, it won't be good, isn't your physique not very good?" An Zhiyu shook his head and refused.

Guinevere's eyes flickered slightly, and finally she could only sigh softly, "Okay, then be careful."

An Zhiyu nodded, and followed Artoria towards the training ground.

The atmosphere feels a bit off...

An Zhiyu looked at the figure in front of him. For some reason, he felt a strong sense of oppression from the very beginning, but he didn't know where it came from.

In such confusion, An Zhiyu followed Artoria into the training ground.

Raindrops hit An Zhiyu's face, he held the weapon in his hand, looked at Arturia and said, "Come on, Lily."

Arturia just watched An Zhiyu's eyes silently, as if observing his gaze.

But because of the rain, she couldn't see very clearly, and she couldn't see the "interesting reaction" that Scathach and Morgan said.

She clenched the vanguard gun in her hand and took a step forward.

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"That should be enough, right?" An Zhiyu panted, shaking his head quickly to disperse the water droplets on his forehead.

Artoria looked at An Zhiyu silently, his soft hair was a little messy at the moment, like a drowned chicken.

The bangs drooping because of the raindrops seemed to vaguely block his dark eyes, and she didn't see any emotion like impatience in those eyes.

But I didn't see any other emotions. For example, he sometimes looked blankly at Scatha or Morgan, which has never appeared until now.

Sure enough, it must be Nian Shangkong... Artoria thought to herself.

"Lily?" Seeing that the girl did not respond for a long time, An Zhiyu tried to shout again.

"Yeah." Artoria came back to her senses and nodded slightly.

"Then let's go back first." An Zhiyu said, "We still have to change clothes."

Although the rain had lightened when they came out, they had been on the training ground for so long, even if the rain was light, most of their clothes would be wet.

"Sure enough, there is no response..." Artoria murmured to herself.

"What?" An Zhiyu heard her talking to herself and asked back.

Lily feels a little strange today.

"It's okay." Artoria shook her head and said, "Before I go back, I want to go to a place first."

"I'll go with you?" An Zhiyu heard the meaning of her words.

Arturia didn't make a sound, but just walked past An Zhiyu and walked towards the palace.

Lily is really a little weird today...

An Zhiyu looked at Artoria's back, and quickly followed her.

Seeing her abnormal behavior today, there is no way to let it go.

They came to a strange room unknowingly, and the strange reason was that this was probably one of Morgan's secret rooms.

Because during this period they walked through a seemingly impassable wall, but in fact they could enter directly, then turned on a certain switch, walked up the stairs several times, and finally arrived at this room. A dozen or so solemn knights stood quietly on both sides.

"This is one of Miss Huang's dressing rooms, but she rarely comes here."

Perhaps seeing the doubt in An Zhiyu's eyes, Artoria explained.

So, does Sister Morgan have a dressing room like this?

An Zhiyu looked around, then asked: "Then why are we here? Do you have clothes in this room?"

Artoria nodded silently, without speaking.

"Then I'll wait for you at the door."

An Zhiyu turned his back to Arturia, and glanced left and right.

I always feel that the atmosphere is a little bit wrong...

He is already a bit psychologically shadowed by this almost closed environment.

Artoria looked at An Zhiyu whose back was facing her, bit her lower lip lightly, and grabbed the corner of An Zhiyu's clothes.