This is My Heroic Path

When he heard Morgan's words, he fled the palace in a panic as if he had been pardoned.

An Zhiyu watched the scene quietly, without saying a word.

"Are you scared?" Morgan turned to look at An Zhiyu with the usual smile on his face.

"It's okay." An Zhiyu replied, "I can understand... It's really hard to be slandered by others, and I don't think you did it."

"Do you believe in a witch?" Morgan asked.

"I don't believe in witches." An Zhiyu shook his head, looked at Morgan Le Fay's slowly restrained smile, and continued.

"But I trust Morgan Le Fay."

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Chapter 44 Sorry, I Really Did It

After hearing An Zhiyu's words, Morgan was slightly taken aback, but soon a faint smile appeared on his face.

Don't believe in witches, but do you believe in Morgan...

"I'm telling the truth." Sensing Morgan's gaze, An Zhiyu added again.

"I know." Morgan said with a smile, "I can feel your sincerity."

She could feel whether other people were malicious or kind to her, and there was no doubt that what An Zhiyu said came from his heart.

When she looked at An Zhiyu, there was tenderness in her holy blue pupils, "I showed you a shameful side just now, and you actually made a big move against a guard."

"I can understand that feeling. The anger of being slandered is hard to erase easily." An Zhiyu said seriously.

"At this time, you should say that you didn't see anything just now... You still have a lot to learn." Morgan tapped An Zhiyu's head, "If you are not smart, you will offend others sooner or later .”

"But you should be lucky, because the one standing in front of you is the kind and gentle sister Morgan, so even if you are not smart, she will not punish you." Morgan Le Fay said with a smile in his eyes and rubbed him s head.

An Zhiyu remained silent.

"Keeping silent at this time is like silently protesting something. Do you have any comments on what I just said?" Morgan Le Fay stretched out his hand to pinch An Zhiyu's cheek again, and asked with a smile.

Although he still had a smile on his face, this time it seemed to be a little dangerous.

"No problem...just thinking about something just now," An Zhiyu asked in a low voice, "King Uther still doubts you?"

Recently, An Zhiyu has more or less heard the residents of the town talking about the incidents in Camelot. It is said that most of the undead are aliens brought by the humble king Vortigern who once tried to control Britain. It had fallen into a deep sleep, but until recently it revived spontaneously, hurting many civilians in Camelot.

"Of course, I'm a witch. If he doesn't suspect who I suspect?" Morgan Le Fay chuckled, "Not everyone thinks I'm Morgan."

When she said this, she shook her head slightly, "Go back today, don't come here again this week, you will be suspected, anyway, the liquid I gave you is enough for a week."

At the end, Morgan turned his back, leaving only An Zhiyu with a lonely back.

An Zhiyu wanted to say something more, but after raising his head and taking a look, he still held back what he wanted to say in his heart, turned around and left the palace silently.

Before leaving the palace, An Zhiyu paused and looked back at Morgan Le Fay: "Sister Morgan, no matter what other people think, I will believe you."

Morgan was startled, then turned his head, smiled and waved his hands: "Well, let's go."

After watching An Zhiyu leave, she sighed softly, and cast her eyes in the direction An Zhiyu left, and after a long, long time, she looked back.

Time suddenly came to night.

A ray of candle light illuminates the closed basement.

Morgan Le Fay walked slowly into the basement stairs with a lamp.

No one would have thought that there would be such a huge basement in the palace where Morgan Le Fay lived.

Some kind of roar could be faintly heard in the ear, the voice was extremely weak, but it did not affect the terrifying sound brought by its roar.

Morgan Le Fay walked into the depths of the basement, and the roar in her ears became closer and closer. She remained calm from the beginning to the end, and even had a faint smile on her face.

Finally, she came to a cage, looked at the huge creature bound by dozens of chains, and said, "Good evening, uncle."

"Morgan! Morgan Le Fay!" This is a white dragon, not big in size, but it looks amazing. At this time, it desperately rushed towards Morgan's direction, but because of the chains on its body, it still couldn't get even half a step closer.

King Vortigern, the elder brother of King Uther, it is no exaggeration to say that he is the strongest man in Britain, or... a dragon.

Yes, after drinking too much dragon's blood in the early years, Vortigern has already turned into a white dragon, the strongest in Britain.

But at this moment, the white dragon seemed to be dying, and his golden eyes were dimmed.But even so, it still looks intimidating. When it roared, a gust of wind blew up. Morgan Le Fay's blonde hair was raised high. She was wearing a black retro skirt. When the skirt was raised, it just revealed a pair of white and delicate calves. Wearing a pair of black high heels.

Even in the face of Vortigern's roar, Morgan Le Fay's expression did not waver at all, and he just looked at it calmly.

She is a god, the goddess of death. For human beings, perhaps the power of the white dragon is supreme, and even gods are a headache, but for her, the current Vortigern is just a tool she uses to cultivate An Zhiyu.

"Calm down, uncle." Morgan Le Fay said with a smile, "Since you betrayed Britain, you should be mentally prepared."

Vortigern squinted his golden eyes, staring at Morgan Le Fay coldly.

King Vortigern, elder brother of King Uther.

At the beginning, he defeated King Uther, but before he had time to control the country, he became a prisoner and was slaughtered.

This woman is no longer Morgan Le Fay.

In other words, she merged with the goddess of death and became a new existence.