Master loves me alone [Western Fantasy]

"Liz, Liz, don't listen to that lady's nonsense, she must have been confused by love and Joe's deception, so she behaved so crazy..."

Carl followed Liz, walking and talking, but Liz kept walking quickly and didn't respond to him.

So Karl became even more worried. A girl must be angry and uncomfortable when she is scolded so humiliating.

Thinking of this, Carl softened his heart towards Liz even more, and his desire for protection filled his mind. He praised and comforted Liz endlessly and belittled Joe by the way.

Liz couldn't stand his noise anymore, and suddenly turned to face him, Carl was startled, "Liz?"

Liz frowned: "Shut up." Then she turned around and continued walking.

Carl swallowed all the words that came out of his mouth, and followed Liz with a somewhat dejected look, like a large shepherd dog whose master refused to get close to him.

At night, Karl lay in bed but couldn't sleep.The thoughts in his head were in a mess, and one jumped out of another before he could finish it.

But without exception it's all about Liz.

Carl felt that he should have fallen in love with Liz.

Liz is beautiful, well-figured, independent, and powerful. She is the woman Karl felt very amazing when he first saw her.

If it were a woman like Liz in his previous life, as a poor boy, he probably wouldn't dare to take a second look at her.

But in the ancient continent, in this world...

Carl turned over and lay flat on the bed. If he is the hero, why can't Liz be his heroine?

Liz has all the standard configurations of a heroine, doesn't she?Beautiful, good figure, independent, powerful, able to walk side by side with him, and Liz is the most desirable elf!

What man doesn't dream of an elf?

Just when Karl didn't know where to go, there was a sudden knock on the door, and Karl quickly turned over from the bed, grabbed the coat thrown by the side and put it on, and opened the door while asking, "Who is it?"

When he opened the door, it turned out to be Liz standing at the door. Carl's heart skipped a beat. For a moment, he couldn't help but wonder if Liz liked him too. Otherwise, in the middle of the night, he would be alone...

However, before Carl could think of any danger, Liz grabbed him eagerly, "Follow me!"

Carl is confused, but he hasn't put on his shoes yet!So Carl yelled, "What's wrong, Liz, I haven't got my shoes on yet!"

Liz was very disgusted, and she folded her arms and ordered: "Hurry up!"

It was only at this time that Carl realized that Liz was fully dressed and fully equipped, including her bow, arrows and the dagger hanging around her waist. This appearance was not at all charming, as if she was going out to do something important.

Carl dressed quickly, and was caught by Liz and ran into the night. Carl followed Liz and ran dizzily, completely confused about the situation.

Suddenly, Liz stopped and squatted behind a nearby bush. Carl was also pushed down by her. Carl was about to ask, what is this all about?

But finding the front, Cyril silently walked into the almost unvisited woods behind the college.

After Cyril's figure disappeared into the woods, Liz immediately stood up, followed, and threw two words to Carl: "Follow!"

The two followed Cyril furtively like this, not daring to get too close, because they both knew how sharp Cyril's senses were, but if they followed far away, Cyril's figure could hardly be seen in the dark night. Capture, every time Cyril's figure flickered, they had to hide in panic.

After doing this several times, they were already in the depths of the forest, there was almost no light around them, and the road under their feet would end. Cyril suddenly turned his head and looked back. Carl quickly pushed Liz against a nearby tree. On the big tree, the bodies of the two were covered by the trunk.

Carl pressed Liz slightly, and Liz's warm breath scratched his neck. Carl's face suddenly became hot, but the too dark night covered his entire expression.

After a pause for a few seconds, Liz pushed Carl away and came out from behind the tree trunk, only to find that they had completely lost Cyril's figure and lost track!

Liz ran tens of meters in all directions without seeing Cyril again, and angrily hammered the tree trunk next to her.

Carl was taken aback, and said hesitantly, "Well, Liz, I guess Cyril is going to the cabin left by his teacher."

Liz turned to look at him and asked, "The cabin? Where is it? Take me there."

Carl had to take Liz to the cabin.But when they arrived at the place, they found that the cabin was not lit, and the lock on the door was locked.

Liz stood with her hips crossed in the yard of the cabin, with the starlight shining on her body, she said with a dark face, "He's not here."

Carl didn't understand the situation from the beginning to the end, and now he was so confused that he could only ask, "Liz, why did you secretly follow Cyril?"

Liz glanced at him, as if doubting his IQ.

"Didn't you realize that Cyril's recent whereabouts are very strange?"

Carl: "Weird? What's weird?"

Liz: ...

When meeting someone with a brain like Carl, Liz could only patiently explain: "Since the last time you two visited Baritwa's basement privately at night, I've been thinking about it. Recently, I discovered that Cyril His whereabouts are often suspicious, but he does not come out regularly at night. I watched him for a long time before he came out at night this time.

Cyril ignored the institute's midnight ban, and left the dormitory in the middle of the night. He was mysterious, and there must be some ulterior purpose. "

Carl was still a little embarrassed when he heard that he and Cyril broke into the basement at night without telling Liz, but was caught by the thoughtful Liz.But he didn't quite agree with Liz's guess about Cyril later.

"Liz, in my opinion, Cyril is not that kind of person. I'm afraid he has his own affairs. It's not good for us to speculate about him maliciously."

Liz looked at Carl, her eyes were full of sorrow and anger, and she didn't bother to explain to Carl.Anyway, except for her understanding of Cyril's true face, who is not deceived by Cyril's disguised integrity and kindness.

It was past midnight, and they couldn't go back. The best option was to stay in the cabin for one night.

"Carl, open the lock." Liz told Carl.

Although they didn't have the key, and only Cyril had the key, Karl was also a magician after all, so it shouldn't be a problem to open a lock.

Carl confidently cast magic on the palm-sized lock, but found that the lock did not move at all.

Liz was watching him, Carl felt a little embarrassed, and immediately tried again solemnly, but nothing changed.

Carl immediately wanted to try a third time, but was stopped by Liz.

Liz asked him, "You said earlier that this wooden house was left by Cyril's teacher?"

Carl nodded: "How did Cyril tell me?"

Liz said: "Then there is no need to waste your efforts, the lock left by Lord Lance cannot be broken by magic."

Hearing the name of Lord Lance, Karl calmed down a bit. It turned out that it was not that he was too good, but that Lord Saint Rank was too powerful.

Carl wanted to ask about this lord, but Liz dismissed him with a few words, saying that he was an extremely remarkable and incredible lord, and refused to reveal anything else.

It caused Karl's curiosity about this lord to become even deeper.

Liz simply climbed up to the small balcony on the second floor of the cabin and decided to sit there for the night, and Karl followed her example.

The next day, when it was just dawn, Carl and Liz ran back to the dormitory in a low-key manner. As soon as they entered the door, they found Cyril sitting in an armchair in the living room with Heidi's hot tea.

Seeing them, I asked innocently, "How did you come back from outside?"

But Liz asked bluntly: "We should be asking you, where did you go last night in disregard of the academy's ban?"

Cyril smiled, as if tolerating the unreasonable little girl: "You don't want me to know, so I won't ask. Why is it still involving me? Last night, I had other places to go besides resting in my room ?”

When he said that, Karl frowned.If Cyril behaved aboveboard, why was he hiding it?Last night, they clearly saw Cyril go out at night and go to the forest behind the college.

They didn't know what was in the forest, but on the first day of school, Principal Demps emphasized that the forest behind the college was a forbidden area of ​​the college.No trespassing allowed.Did Cyril go to that place?

As expected, Cyril was absent from today's potion usage lecture.Since Baritwar's death, Francoz has been recruiting mentors.However, the requirements of Frankez College were very strict, and no suitable candidate was found for a while, so Ms. Crowe could only let Ms. Crowe lead the class temporarily.

Compared with that devil in Baritwa, Ms. Crowe is simply a saint, and their lectures on the use of potions are extremely harmonious.

Carl and Liz meet in class to figure out how to figure out what Cyril is up to.After experiencing the failure last night, they also understood that it is absolutely impossible to track Cyril, as Cyril's perception is too strong.

Carl thought of the day after he met Cyril, when Cyril told him that he could hear the breathing patterns of people of different professions, and he could foresee that it was impossible for them to follow him within the range that Cyril could see.

But if they don't follow, how will they know where Cyril has gone?

There are several ways to achieve this effect in magic, but neither Liz nor Carl can think that anyone's magic can still work in front of Cyril.

Cyril's magic ability was taught by Master Lance himself!Better stop thinking about it, Liz thought.

"Since magic doesn't work, how about alchemy products? Old John on Ukhvo Street is a hidden senior alchemist. We might as well go to his shop and take a look." Carl suggested.

Liz thought about it for a while, and felt that it was somewhat feasible. The two immediately decided to visit Old John's alchemy shop after class.

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The author has something to say: As usual, what is Gong Zai doing?

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