This is My Heroic Path

"Foreign race?" An Zhiyu repeated.

"Well," Morgan Le Fay nodded, "If I'm not mistaken, King Uther should have sent someone over—"

dong dong.

There was a knock on the door, and then a solemn knight walked in. He went straight to Morgan Le Fay and knelt down on one knee, holding a letter in both hands.

This was handed over to Morgan by the guard at the gate, entrusted by the upright knight. If it was not necessary, no one would want to enter this palace and face this unpredictable witch.

"Go and help me open the letter." Morgan Le Fay looked at An Zhiyu.

"Why me?" Although he complained, An Zhiyu still stepped forward, picked up the letter, and tore open the envelope.

"Are you curious? If you are curious, you can take a look first." Noticing the curious look on An Zhiyu's face, Morgan Le Fay changed one foot and leaned back on the chair, looking at An Zhiyu like a queen, "Anyway, I I probably know what King Uther said."

An Zhiyu was not polite, and opened the envelope. Arturia glanced at Morgan Le Fay, walked to An Zhiyu, and looked into the envelope.

It seemed that she didn't have much precaution against contact with the opposite sex. Arturia didn't even notice that she was very close, and the content of the letter was reflected in a pair of green eyes.

An Zhiyu noticed the soft feeling brought by the girl next to her when she approached her, and felt a very strange feeling for a while, but at this moment, she suddenly noticed Morgan who was sitting not far away and watching her. There was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

An Zhiyu pretended not to notice, immediately withdrew his mind, and turned his eyes back to the envelope.

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There are really few pictures of Morgan

Chapter 31 Knights of the Round Table - An Zhiyu, codename: Gin

"That person... Doubt that Miss Huang did it?"

After reading the letter, Arturia's expression turned ugly, and she raised her head to look at Morgan, who was calm, "Don't you feel anything, Miss Huang?"

"How can I feel, I'm a witch." Morgan Le Fay said with a smile, "Any changes that happen in Britain, will everyone first suspect that a witch is not a normal thing?"

When she spoke, her tone was relaxed, as if she was talking about an ordinary thing, but Artoria just bit her lip, her eyes were shining with stubbornness, and her desire to become a king deepened a bit.

Only by becoming a king can we change all this, change the country, let the people live a happy life, and change everyone's deep-rooted thoughts about Miss Huang.

"So, it's not that my sister didn't come to see me these days...but that she was being watched?" An Zhiyu guessed.

"Surveillance is not enough, at least there is no movement on Camelot." Morgan said, "It's just that I have some things to deal with."

An Zhiyu's eyes were full of confusion, but he was smart enough not to ask.

If she wanted to say something, Morgan would naturally explain that if she didn't want to say it, even if she asked, the other party would not answer.

"Is there anything I can do for you?" An Zhiyu asked.

His eyes are serious, and he really wants to help Morgan at this moment. No matter whether the other party has another purpose or what, she has indeed taught him too many things in the past four years. It can be said that if Scathach taught him martial arts and magic power The master of control, then Morgan Le Fay is the guide who makes his magic power more stable and develops the magic power of his body.

This kindness must be repaid no matter what.

"You?" Morgan sized An Zhiyu's eyes and shook his head, "You can't help me now, and neither do you."

She looked at Artoria, "If the only thing you can do for me is to train hard."

"Also," Morgan paused, "don't trust me too much, Lily."

There must be a reason for being called a witch. At least for Artoria, what Morgan Le Fay will do in the future can only be called an enemy.

An Zhiyu remained silent.

As for Morgan Le Fay, he probably also understands that if there is no accident, after Artoria pulls out the sword in the stone, Morgan Le Fay will stand on the opposite side of Artoria as an "enemy" .

Rather, Morgan Le Fay's goal from the beginning was to hope that Artoria would not become king, and she would have differences with King Uther because of this matter.

In the eyes of this witch who has lived for thousands of years, Arturia is still just a little girl, she should have a happy life, instead of being born as a king and walking hard on an established path.

However, the body of the red dragon seems to have been doomed to such a fate.

Pull out the sword in the stone and become king.

but--

This is not without a solution.

As long as this little guy grows up, there will be a solution... Morgan Le Fay stared at An Zhiyu, as if a big bad wolf was staring at a little white rabbit.

When thinking of certain things in the future, Morgan Le Fay couldn't help showing a pleasant smile on his face, and licked his seductive lips.

An Zhiyu suddenly took several steps back.

"What's wrong with you all of a sudden?" Arturia couldn't help but looked at the young man behind her in doubt.

"I don't know... I just feel a little cold." An Zhiyu said.

He is really a very sensitive child... Morgan Le Fay looked at An Zhiyu, and quickly returned to his usual smile, "You don't have to worry about my affairs. Besides visiting me, do you have other things to ask me for?"

An Zhiyu hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly, explaining why he came.

After listening to An Zhiyu's words, Morgan Le Fay showed a thoughtful expression: "I see, do you want to increase the time of the prophecy?"

"Unfortunately, I can't help you with this matter. This kind of ability is not something I can teach you to improve. It depends more on actual combat experience and my own comprehension."

An Zhiyu showed disappointment on his face.

Is that so...