This is My Heroic Path

After hearing these words, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Facing an enemy army that is also human, they can fight each other to their heart's content, but facing this kind of weird creature, even if they fight, they will be restrained.

Because the opponent is too agile, it is difficult to hit.

Run away suddenly?

Or was it judged that they would enter into a dogfight, so they withdrew?

An Zhiyu thought inwardly.

At this moment, Lan Malok's voice brought Anzhiyu back to reality.

"My lord, tell Bedivere to return to Camelot as soon as possible. Someone actually opened the door to the other world. We need to renegotiate the matter of repelling the aliens."

An Zhiyu came back to his senses and nodded: "Well, get out of here as soon as possible."

Right now, that's the only way to do it. People can come here to conduct a detailed search later, and they don't need to stay here for the time being.

However, when the crowd walked to the entrance, they were quickly stumped by new difficulties.

- All the horses tied to the tree were killed.

Each horse has sharp paw prints on its body. Obviously, the elf has wisdom and took revenge on these strange visitors before leaving.

"We can only wait for Bedivere's troops to come." Lan Maloch said helplessly.

Without their horses, it was difficult for them to return to Camelot on foot.

But even if they waited until Bedwell, they still needed two people to ride a horse.

I really don't know whether to count it as a victory or a failure this time.

When they arrived, all the foreign races had been killed, and the nearby territories were returned to Britain in vain.

But in fact they did nothing.

It's completely different from what I expected... An Zhiyu sighed in his heart.

There was a sound of horseshoes in An Zhiyu's ear, and when he turned his head, the white horse came to Artoria's side with graceful steps, rubbing her face very affectionately.

It turned out to be the steed beside the dry well before, it was not killed, and it came to Arturia at this moment.

"Is this...?" asked Ranmaloch.

"The horse I just found next to the dry well." An Zhiyu looked at the horse with surprise in his eyes.

Didn't the elf find the horse when he left just now?How else could it survive?

Lan Maloch looked at the horse, and after observing it for a while, he couldn't help admiring: "It looks like a very smart horse, my lord, the sky is getting dark, why don't you talk to Artoria first?" Please leave on this horse, Qing, we will follow later."

"Can you protect the king?" Lan Maloch said and looked at Artoria at the end.

The girl smiled confidently, "Of course."

An Zhiyu: "???"

So what about my opinion?

Artoria rode on the white steed, and stretched out her hand to An Zhiyu, "Let's go, I will escort you back to the royal city."

"Others will arrive later, don't worry." Seeing that An Zhiyu was still hesitant, Lan Maloch comforted him.

"Doesn't the king believe in our strength?"

An Zhiyuxin said that you have said so, how can I still say that I don't believe it?

And right now he really has nothing to do here. Rather than waiting here for the big troops to gather, he might as well go back to Camelot. He is a little curious about the "beyond world". Morgan is the goddess of death, so maybe he knows Who opened the door to the other world.

After An Zhiyu got on the horse, Artoria looked at the crowd and said, "Then let's go first."

At the end, he glanced at Milo faintly, and drove away with An Zhiyu on his horse.

"It's such a boring provocation." Milo smiled lightly, but quietly clenched his fists, and there was a gloomy look in his eyes.

***

An Zhiyu looked at the rapidly passing scenery around him, with his arms around Arturia's waist, but he was thinking about what just happened.

An elf who killed all the alien races by himself, would run away when he saw them?

This is too strange, right?

You must ask Sister Morgan after you go back.

For some reason, when he heard "The Other World" just now, he always felt very uneasy.

but……

I really don't want to see Sister Morgan so soon.

An Zhiyu secretly sighed.

Because of the dream he had two days ago, An Zhiyu felt weird when he saw Morgan now. Although the other party often liked to tease him, he didn't go too far...and he actually dreamed that Morgan did that kind of thing to him.

Feeling guilty just thinking about it.

Amidst the emotion along the way, the two soon arrived at Wangcheng.