This is My Heroic Path

boom!

There was a loud bang, and Merlin retreated in the light of the harmless explosion, and with a "boom", he flew several meters away.

"Ah, ah! This, this power is so strong! The name of the Sword Master of Britain is indeed well-deserved, and I am no match for Merlin!" Merlin fell to the ground, clutching his chest and wailing.

The corner of An Zhiyu's mouth twitched slightly.

Is this what Merlin said about acting?

What the hell does this guy want?

Not only was An Zhiyu a little speechless, but Mordred's eyes were full of doubts, and he tilted his head with a big sword in his hand and looked puzzled.

"As expected of Merlin the Black Saber, she is indeed very strong." Merlin stood up slowly while supporting his knees, and patted the dust off his body.

"However, I'm not that weak."

"Black Saber, do you think I'm weak now?"

An Zhiyu nodded slightly.

what?Are you going to turn on the king mode next?

"Next, I have to be serious." Merlin raised the sword in his hand, "For my beloved Master and to protect the people behind me, even if I try my best this time, I will do my best tonight." Repel you!"

"Go to hell, Merlin!" A certain white-haired mage who was obviously too deep into the drama raised his sword and rushed forward, and behind him, more than [-] magic bullets emerged.

Merlin swung his long sword forward, and those magic bullets burst out from midair towards An Zhiyu!

An Zhiyu had already predicted the trajectories of these magic bullets. He stood still, and the magic bullets passed by his side one by one.

An Zhiyu didn't dodge at all. Obviously, Merlin deliberately used the "body stroke" attack method.

An Zhiyu stepped back, rushed in front of Merlin, and punched Merlin in the stomach.

Merlin covered his belly and opened his eyes wide. Before he flew out, he lowered his voice and said, "Hit softly!"

boom!

Amidst several gazes, Merlin fell to the ground again.

The whole place was silent!

Even if the masters of the red square thought about it, it was impossible for them to think that the caster they summoned was actually a [-]-year-old boy.

boom!

At this time, Merlin suddenly thumped the floor hard.

An Zhiyu was taken aback.

What does this guy want to do?Up for some sideshows after the show?

"Hate, hate...hate me for being so powerless." Merlin thumped the floor again in frustration.

Then, he raised his head slowly: "Hey, King Arthur must have disappointed everyone, right?"

An Zhiyu: "..."

as long as you are happy.

"I'm sorry, my Master." After a performance, Merlin lay on his back on the ground, seemingly dying.

"everything is over."

An Zhiyu looked away speechlessly, he didn't have time to talk to Merlin, the dramatist, and was going to help Arturia who was fighting Minamoto Raimitsu first.

At this moment, the masters of the red side were a little panicked, whispering to each other.

"What should I do? Even that King Arthur is not the opponent of the Black Saber?!"

"And it seems that the relationship between the red saber and the black saber is very close..."

"Why do I feel like Caster is acting?" Someone suddenly whispered.

"...Regardless of whether the caster is acting or not, we must retreat first, let the rider evacuate here, and we must re-discuss the method of dealing with the black Saber."

But as soon as the discussion came to this point, a hearty voice suddenly came: "Give me death, you who dare to impersonate your father's name!"

Mordred held the big sword and slashed towards Merlin.

The man who was dying just now regained his energy, his eyes widened suddenly, and he dodged to avoid Mordred's attack.

But Mordred reluctantly raised his sword and chased after him: "Stop, you bastard who slandered my father!"

"Calm down, calm down, Xiao Mo! Are we teammates?!" Merlin yelled while dodging with his head in his arms, no longer feeling sick just now.

"Whoever is your teammate, I am already my father's man!" Mordred chased after him holding his big sword.

"Merlin!"

Just as Merlin was still scrambling to avoid Mordred's pursuit, an angry voice suddenly came from directly in front of him. When he looked up, Artoria stopped in front of him at some point, clutching Holding the holy spear, those holy blue eyes seemed to be burning with a flame that could not be extinguished.

"Lily... calm down! Calm down!" Merlin stood still abruptly, raised his hands, and backed away slowly with a smile, but Mordred behind him had already caught up.

Merlin looked back and forth, and was about to escape to the left, but Minamoto Raimitsu stopped on his left side at some point.

"Berserker, are we teammates...?" Merlin asked with a smile on his face.