This is My Heroic Path

"A friend of mine...it should be a friend. She is a very honest guy. She always upholds the etiquette of a knight, so she doesn't like sneak attacks." An Zhiyu said, "That guy is very serious. If things are approved, things will go forward, so everyone likes her very much."

"Sounds like a very honest friend." Joan of Arc had a smile on her face.

With such an upright friend by her side, she really didn't need to worry too much about An Zhiyu going astray.

Of course, Joan probably wouldn't think so if she knew that this upright friend had tried to do something to An Zhiyu twice.

At the same time, in a certain room, a group of people looked at Artoria intentionally or unintentionally, and Ushaha deliberately sighed loudly and said: "Hey, that's great, Xiaoyu really likes Lily, how could he do that?" know her."

Facing the kind eyes of a group of people, Arturia seemed a little embarrassed, and after a long time, she calmed herself down and said, "Don't say stupid things, he just said something nice about me in front of outsiders. Nothing."

Even though he said so, there was a gentle smile on his delicate cheeks.

"That's what I said, but the first person Xiaoyu thought of was you, which means you occupy a very high position in his heart." Ushaha continued.

Perhaps because she felt embarrassed to be pursued by Ushaha to talk about such a topic, Artoria glanced at the room, changed the subject and said, "Speaking of which, why did Miss Huang go away for so long and haven't come back yet?"

Just after An Zhiyu said about his age, Morgan left the room silently, and he didn't know where he went. Arturia asked Morgan and didn't answer, but said that there was something to deal with.

"She's gone to find handcuffs and a whip, and she's probably on her way back." Vivienne looked at An Zhiyu at the end of her speech, with a gloating smile on her face.

Even without her doing anything, An Zhiyu chose the path of "suicide".

Ah, it's a pleasure just to think about it.

"Handcuffs and whips..." Arturia repeated, then shook her head, "Miss Huang is still too serious."

Xiao Yu didn't say anything, he just brought up the topic of age, which is the truth, right?Why is the queen so angry?

It's not necessary at all.

"That goddess is too stingy." Scathach also shook his head.

Comparing it like this, the difference between her and Morgan is revealed. Although the apprentice talked about age, Scatha doesn't care at all. Her heart is much wider than Morgan's.

"I'll trouble the master to stop my sister Huang as much as possible in a while." Artoria said.

"Don't worry." Scathach showed a faint smile.

An Zhiyu is her disciple, how could she let Morgan do something bad to her disciple?

What a narrow-minded goddess.

At this time, An Zhiyu and Joan of Arc were still walking towards the dungeon, and Joan of Arc looked around and continued to ask: "From your description, that person named Lily is a pretty perfect woman. "

Artoria's ears moved slightly, and her attention suddenly turned to An Zhiyu.

"No, no, no," An Zhiyu smiled and waved his hand, "Lily also has a lot of shortcomings, such as being rigid, boring, a little arrogant, and a little slow in development... Obviously eating every day I have a lot of things, and I don’t know where they are. In addition, my temper is very stubborn, I can get into the horns, and I have a bit of a fighting spirit, and I have a super competitive heart. Frankly speaking, because of this competitive heart, I can’t eat it. It's been a lot of trouble."

"And the cooking is also terrible, she always doesn't know how to put seasonings properly." An Zhiyu continued.

"Why do you feel that you mentioned more shortcomings than advantages..." Joan of Arc said with a smile.

"It's half and half, the pros and cons are half and half." An Zhiyu came to the dungeon.

"What about your master?" Joan asked.

"My master...he is quite a serious person," An Zhiyu raised his hand and knocked out a guard guarding the gate, and walked into the dungeon.

"During the training, I suffered a lot from Master. Although she is a beauty, she can be regarded as a true fighter. Most people in our country are afraid of her, but she has a lot of experience. After all There are many things that have been experienced.”

"And to be honest I'm always distracted when I'm fighting her."

"Why?" Joan asked suspiciously.

"Hmm..." An Zhiyu thought for a while, "It's more complicated to say, anyway, it's hard for me to concentrate on fighting her, and the master is quite vengeful, and sometimes she won't say it outright if she offends her. Instead, he will take revenge on me in the battle, in short, he will hold a grudge."

"What about sister? Didn't you say that your master has an adopted daughter?"

"Hmm... You mean Sister Ushaha," An Zhiyu thought for a moment, then slapped several rushing guards unconscious, grabbed a guard and hit another enemy who was rushing towards him with his backhand .

"She's so black-bellied, sometimes it's hard for me to know what she's thinking, although she usually looks silly, but recently I always feel that she's very smart." An Zhiyu raised the dungeon in his hand Key, "Besides, my sister used to like to tease me, but once she was teased by me, she would immediately give up. So you understand? Sister Ushaha is the kind who only dares to scare people from a distance, and will be scared once others get close to her Girls, she is very timid anyway.”

The two walked into the dungeon while chatting, Joan of Arc thought for a while, "By the way, who is that Merlin you just mentioned...?"

"A lolicon." An Zhiyu said concisely.

"Eh?"

"Merlin is a perverted lolicon, you just need to remember that."

Joan of Arc hesitated for a moment, and soon a smile appeared on her face: "Is that so, Merlin is a perverted lolicon, I remember."

"Is it here?"

An Zhiyu walked to the front of the dungeon, and there was a fire on his fingertips, illuminating the dark and damp cage. In that cage, he did see a man, who was the Marshal Gil in Joan's mouth.

"Jill!" Joan stepped forward quickly.

When she heard the saint's voice, Jill also raised her head suddenly, and when she saw Joan of Arc, a relieved smile appeared on her face.

"Great, you're fine."

"Let's talk about gossip later, let's get out of here first." An Zhiyu took out the key and opened the cage.

……

On the other side, Morgan stepped into the room, and the handcuffs on his hands rattled, shining with a dazzling metallic luster.