Master loves me alone [Western Fantasy]

They rushed back to Frankez as fast as they could, and Pegasus was so tired that its hooves went limp as soon as it landed, and it knelt down on the ground.A group of people rushed to Ms. Crowe's hospital in a panic.

"Mermaid Beads, we brought back the Mermaid Beads." Carl shouted as soon as he entered the door. Ms. Crowe hurriedly picked up the curtain, and Carl hurriedly asked, "Ms. Crowe, what's wrong with Liz? Are you okay?"

Ms. Crowe was so anxious that she couldn't even answer his words. She took the brocade box containing the mermaid beads and ran back to the ward.At such a critical moment, no one dared to disturb her.

However, the toxin of the lord monster is too strong, and the poisoned elves are extremely weak against fire poison. Even if they got the mermaid beads, because they missed the best healing time, once the feather snake venom broke through Ms. Crowe's suppression , even mermaid beads can't play a role.

Seeing Liz lying on the bed turning paler and paler, Carl felt a great panic, and he asked Ms. Crowe: "Is there no other way to save Liz?"

Joe, together with Carl, stared anxiously and expectantly at Ms. Crowe, hoping to hear the answer she wanted.

But Ms. Crowe told them sadly: "Mermaid beads are the best panacea." The implication is that since even the mermaid beads cannot save Liz, other methods are even more hopeless.

There was an eerie silence in the room.

After what seemed like a long time, a calm voice sounded, it was Cyril.

"Ms. Crowe, if the elves send the water of life, will Liz still be saved?"

Carl and Joe immediately looked at Cyril, and then turned to look at Ms. Crowe, hope was rekindled in their eyes, this method should work.Liz is a member of the elves, and the elves will definitely not be stingy with the magic water of life to save her.

"Alas—" Ms. Crowe sighed heavily, and said to them sadly: "Unless the elixir of life is delivered today, it is absolutely impossible."

Carl's mood almost collapsed, and he shouted loudly: "Then let Liz die like this?"

As if to confirm his words, Liz's breathing suddenly became a little weaker, as if she was about to die.

With a heavy face on Joe's face, he suddenly turned to Cyril, and begged, "Syril, is there any other way you can save Liz?"

Hearing what Joe said, Carl also thought of Cyril's strength and extraordinaryness. After getting along with him for this period of time, it seemed that he had established a concept that Cyril could always solve anything.

Karl is even used to listening to Cyril's words and acting, and he has completely forgotten that when he first met Cyril, he thought that Cyril should be his younger brother who played the leading role.

"Syril, I believe you must have a way to save Liz, right?"

Even if they don't ask, Cyril has decided to save Liz's life.

He didn't care about Liz's life or death. If Liz died of other reasons in other places, he wouldn't even give him a sympathetic look.

But Liz could die, but she couldn't die in front of him, otherwise the elves would definitely blame him.Liz is nothing else, she is the only daughter of the Elf Queen, the princess of the Elf Clan.

Also, both Liz and the elves knew his master, so he couldn't let his master know that he would die.

"There is a way." Carl, Joe, and Ms. Crowe all looked at Cyril with hope again.

Ask together: "How?"

Cyril put his right hand into the sleeve of his large magic robe, and took out a delicate and small bottle. The bottle was white, covered with small and regular cracks, and the stopper that blocked the bottle was made of red cloth.

When Ms. Crowe saw the bottle, she remembered Cyril's identity again, and couldn't help sighing: "Syril, this is something that Lord Lance gave you."

Cyril returned flatly: "Yes, Ms. Crowe."

Ms. Crowe thought: Yes, yes, who but the grown-up could use such a strange thing?

She said happily: "Since it's Lord Lance, Liz must be saved."

When Carl saw what Cyril took out, his heart was turbulent, and he couldn't help blurting out: "Porcelain!"

He admitted it right, isn't this the national pride of his country in his previous life-porcelain?

Cyril's eyes and ears were sharp, and she immediately stared at Carl, asking forcefully, "Carl, what did you say was this bottle?"

Karl hesitated: "Porcelain? Ware?"

Cyril smiled more kindly, "How do you know it?"

Sweat dripped from Carl's forehead, he couldn't reveal that he was time-traveling, so Carl hesitated and said, "This is something from my hometown, haha—"

Ms. Crowe couldn't see it anymore, and shouted angrily: "What are you talking about? Saving Liz is the most important thing."

Cyril didn't ask Karl any more, no one knew what he was thinking.

Cyril walked over to Liz's bed and poured a pill from the bottle.

When he left five years ago, Master specially gave him this small medicine bottle and told him that there are three medicines in it, one can cure any kind of poison in the world; one can cure any kind of trauma; Save the last breath of a dying person.

He also told him not to harm his own life.

It is obvious that he did such a crime, but the master was furious, but he still cared and loved him.

However, he didn't regret it, he wanted to do it for a long time.

Cyril stuffed the snow-white pill into Liz's mouth.Carl watched from the side, already confused and at a loss for what to do.

If it is incredible that porcelain appeared in the ancient continent where only pottery is the highest skill, what is the matter with this pill?

If it wasn't his problem, he remembered that the pharmacists in the ancient continent would only make soupy potions!At most it's just medicine powder!

The effect of the medicine was immediate, and soon Liz's complexion returned to rosy, and the people around her didn't blink their eyes. When she opened them, they couldn't help cheering.

"Liz, you're finally awake!"

"Thank you gods, my girl, you are finally fine." Ms. Crowe squeezed out a few tears, and at the same time sighed in her heart: You really deserve to be Lord Lance!In comparison, her own medicine refining skills are really insignificant.

Liz was confused: "What's going on?"

Carl said first, "Liz, it was Cyril who saved you."

Liz's first reaction was disbelief, and she frowned at Cyril.

Joe was articulate and logical, and explained everything to Liz in a few words.Liz was stunned for a moment, her expression became indescribable, as if a word of thanks was pressed on the tip of her tongue, but she couldn't open her mouth when facing Gentleman Cyril's smile.

Cyril said: "Since Liz can wake up, it would be great."

Qiao continued: "Liz is such a beautiful lady, who would have the heart to take her life?"

The matter was finally resolved perfectly, and Principal Dempsey also returned to his high office with a smile. Mentor Matt waved away his black magic robe and went to class. courses and assignments.

Ms. Crowe sent Liz away, and became an elegant and kind woman again.

Many days passed peacefully. At night, Karl got up at night and saw Liz sitting in an armchair in the living room in her pajamas. Because of the previous stalking incident, Karl immediately realized that Cyril went out at night again.

Perhaps Cyril was completely safe, because he knew it, and let Carl and Liz find out, and Carl and Liz could do nothing.

Liz only lit a wall lamp on the fireplace, and Carl asked tangledly, "Liz, don't you want to chase after me?"

Liz gave him a blank look, "Can you catch up?"

Carl sat next to Liz and asked curiously: "Liz, actually, I really want to know, what is the conflict between you and Cyril? It feels like you don't always like him? Also, what is Cyril? What's the background? I always feel mysterious and terrifyingly capable? Who is his teacher?"

That's right, Karl is becoming more and more curious about the mystery of Cyril, and the medicine that Cyril took out to detoxify Liz, revealing a sense of discord that is very incompatible with this ancient continent.

Referring to his own experience of time travel, this really made him hard to let go.

Liz was silent for a while, but she didn't even refuse Carl, but started to talk instead.

"Syril, his essence is not what you see, he is just a bastard."