This is My Heroic Path

"Well, my natural physical strength is not as good as others, so the training time will naturally increase," An Zhiyu said, "But even so, my physical strength is still very poor, and my combat experience is seriously lacking..."

"That's right, that's it." Arturia turned her head, "For the sake of the food you presented to me today, from tomorrow onwards, I'll be your training partner."

"You?" An Zhiyu repeated.

"Even you look down on women?" Artoria frowned.

"No, I don't mean to discriminate against you, I just don't know if I can come here." An Zhiyu said with some distress, "To be honest, I can appear here today because of the bridge of trials opened by Master, but I guess tomorrow The bridge is gone."

"Bridge?" Arturia showed a confused look.

"It's like this...and then that..." An Zhiyu explained a little bit.

"Really? If that's the case, there's nothing we can do." Arturia's eyes flashed a gloomy look, and she smiled and said, "Let's cheer for each other."

An Zhiyu nodded slightly, but did not say that he would definitely be able to come here.

He doesn't want to make promises that may not be fulfilled.

"However, if I can show up here, I will teach you rune characters as a reward for you and me as a training partner." An Zhiyu promised.

Although the rune writing is secret, it is not a secret technique that cannot be told to others. Scathach also said before that if anyone wants to teach it, he can teach it to him.

For that woman, she probably wished for a powerful enemy to fight her.

After leaving the small island, An Zhiyu quickly returned to the Kingdom of Shadows. After a simple prophecy practice, the day ended like this.

The next afternoon.

"That's the end of today's training." Skaha put away his spear, looked at An Zhiyu and said, "Is there something on your mind? The response is obviously much slower."

"Sorry, I was really thinking about something." An Zhiyu bowed slightly and said very apologetically.

"Forget it, adjust your mentality, I want to see a different you tomorrow." Scatha looked in the direction of An Zhiyu, "Did you hear that?"

"I heard it!" An Zhiyu said loudly.

"Very well, let's have a good rest today." Skaha nodded slightly, turned and left the forest.

An Zhiyu looked helplessly at Scarha's leaving back and sighed.

Although Master is usually very gentle when there is no training, once she enters the fighting state, whether it is training or real fighting, she will take it seriously.

After watching Scathach disappear, An Zhiyu turned his head to look in a certain direction.

There is the little island they went to yesterday, and on the opposite side of the island is Britain.

I wonder if she is still here today?

stamp.

Someone poked his cheek suddenly, and just as An Zhiyu took half a step back, he saw a slender index finger pointing at his forehead.

Morgan Le Fay stood in front of An Zhiyu at some point, with a faint smile on his face, "Why are you so absent-minded?"

Even though she asked like this, her eyes seemed to see through everything.

Chapter 13 The Witness of a Relationship

"That's it, that's it. Because you miss the little girl on the other side of the island, are you wondering whether you should visit her again? You are more careless than I imagined. A bad boy should be punished."

Morgan Le Fay poked An Zhiyu's waist hard, his reaction was very sensitive, his body trembled and he stepped back, shouting, "Please forgive me! I'm not thinking about that girl, it's just..."

"Just?" Morgan Le Fay stopped poking An Zhiyu's waist, and his smile faded a little, "Just what?"

"It felt like she was lonely by herself, so she stayed." An Zhiyu said.

This is of course not the real reason.

When he saw those holy blue eyes before, he couldn't help being attracted, especially when she was originally hostile to him, and then she put down the sword to let him go, but was a little embarrassed because her stomach was growling. Expression... This change made An Zhiyu feel very novel.

And most importantly...she looks so cute!

"Well... I can understand this." Morgan Le Fay nodded slightly, with an unpredictable faint smile on his face.

"After all, she is the future king."

"The future king?" An Zhiyu pretended to be puzzled.

"Yes, the future king."

Morgan Le Fay turned his back and looked at the sky, which was in the direction of Britain, "Placing all the burden on a little girl, King Uther's mind is really broken."

"She should have a happier choice."

At the end, she suddenly stopped laughing, and her voice was rarely filled with anger. At this time, she was both the goddess of death and Artoria's imperial sister, Morgan Le Fay.

An Zhiyu fell silent, he didn't know how to answer.

As a time traveler, he knows what will happen in the future, but this world is somewhat different from the fairy tales he knows, Scathach from the Kingdom of Shadows, Artoria from Britain, Maeve from Connaught, Altair Cu Chulainn, the hero of Sturt...these coexist in this world.

Artoria is 15 years old this year, and in a year, she should pull out the sword in the stone and be crowned king.

But to be honest, it was really difficult for An Zhiyu to combine the little girl he met today with the future King of Knights.

She was in the sea breeze yesterday with her hands behind her back, her white dress fluttering, revealing the beautiful legs that a young girl should have.

But another year later, the girl actually pulled out the sword in the stone and carried the weight of the entire country on her back.