Master loves me alone [Western Fantasy]

When Tan Qiushui leisurely led little Xi Ruier to the palace hall where the ball was held, it attracted everyone's attention.

Everyone knows that a holy rank master came to Yadom City with a student.

Unlike the high priest with a gray beard in the temple, this holy man is young and handsome, with a mysterious and strange appearance. I don't know how many people are curious about him and secretly think of him.

It is a pity that he will not appear in front of anyone except the king himself.

Therefore, such an opportunity is very rare.

Countless gazes lingered on Tan Qiushui, and many ladies even winked at Tan Qiushui, but it was a pity that Tan Qiushui didn't look sideways from the beginning to the end, and his eyes were calm.

Little Cyril pursed his lips, he finally realized that he didn't like such a crowded place, there were too many eyes, and too many eyes were entangled in his master.

He still prefers the days when he and his master are alone, traveling in forests, deserts, and ice fields.

"What's the matter?" Tan Qiushui's attention to his little apprentice is definitely the first, and he found that little Cyril was a little too quiet.

Little Cyril shook his head, "It's all right, Master."

Tan Qiushui patted little Cyril's head, "Come here, let's meet the king and queen."

Everyone was very respectful to Tan Qiushui, even the empress smiled.Tan Qiushui slightly bowed to the king and queen, not very respectful, but no one dared to criticize one or two.

When the wonderful dance music sounded, under the eyes of the king's encouragement and praise, the beautiful queen slid onto the dance floor with her gorgeous dress holding her hands.

Little Cyril was placed on a high-legged chair by Tan Qiushui, sitting upright, more like a prince than the princes in the hall.

Many women are secretly gearing up. In their view, after the dance between the queen and Lord Lance is over, it will be their turn.

Little Cyril, who was only 13 years old, could do nothing but sit like a child at such a dance.

Fortunately, Tan Qiushui has no interest in dancing. After dancing with the queen, the protagonist of today's dance, he retired, disappointing all the ladies who were looking forward to it.

"Peter, are you bored?" Tan Qiushui came over and asked, and little Cyril nodded.Tan Qiushui smelled like the Queen's powder, little Xiril didn't like this, he liked that Tan Qiushui put all his attention on him.

Tan Qiushui stroked little Cyril's dry and soft blond hair, and said, "Okay, let's go eat something, the pastries in the palace should be delicious."

So little Xi Ruier followed Tan Qiushui to pick up a silver plate of cakes and fruit wine.

As long as Master is with him, little Cyril finds everything interesting.

"Master, when are we going back?" Little Cyril asked while eating.

Tan Qiushui smiled and said, "Wait a while."

The king's servant came over to invite Tan Qiushui, and Tan Qiushui told little Cyril to wait where he was.

Tan Qiushui walked in the direction of the king, and little Sirel suddenly felt that all cakes and desserts were tasteless.

He just stared at the figure of Tan Qiushui in the distance, the king seemed to be discussing something with his master.

"Hello, I'm Eric. My father said that Lord Lance will also be my teacher in the future. Then we will be brothers. Your name is Peter, right?"

A child suddenly ran beside little Cyril, and spoke to Cyril in a tone that was reluctant but had to come to say hello due to etiquette.

As if his tail had been stepped on, Cyril suddenly turned his head and stared fiercely at the prince of the Kafari Kingdom, "What did you say?"

Prince Eric was taken aback, and immediately felt angry that he was offended. He is a dignified prince of the Kafari Kingdom, and he has condescended to make friends with this commoner boy, but what is the attitude of the other party!

Prince Eric said maliciously: "Yes, my father said, your teacher will soon become my teacher!"

Little Cyril's face was puffed up with anger, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You're lying!"

Seeing him so angry, Prince Eric was complacent, and his words became more and more outrageous, completely adding fuel to the flames: "Hmph, when I become Lord Lance's student, Lord Lance will definitely look down on you , I am a prince, and you are a useless, lowly commoner."

Little Cyril hit Prince Eric's face with a spell, aiming at Prince Eric's mouth.

Prince Eric and little Cyril are about the same age, but because they are favored, little Cyril does not work as hard as little Cyril does in magic learning, nor does little Cyril have strong aptitude, nor does he have such a top teacher as Tan Qiushui.

So he couldn't resist little Cyril's attack at all.

Prince Eric only felt a pain in his mouth, and hurriedly covered it with his hands. He felt a foreign object in his mouth, and when he spat it out, he spit out two bloody front teeth on his hands.

With a wow, Eric opened his mouth wide and cried out, his leaky front teeth made him look pitiful and funny.

As soon as the prince cried, all eyes turned to this originally quiet corner. The servants serving the prince ran over in horror, and the king and queen also rushed over to check, so little Cyril saw his master coming too.

Little Cyril was a little flustered, he seemed impulsive and did something that might make Master unhappy.

Little Cyril's mind is in a mess, and it doesn't matter if he is taught a lesson, but he absolutely doesn't want his master to have other students!

"What's going on?" King Kafari frowned generously and asked, and the servant quickly knelt down and said tremblingly, "Prince Eric was hit by magic!"

Eric took the opportunity to sue: "Father, he is bullying."

The queen immediately hugged her son distressedly.

At the same time, Tan Qiushui also came to little Xi Ruier, and asked: "Peter, what happened?" Little Xi Ruier turned around and threw himself into Tan Qiushui's arms, muffled, and said aggrievedly: "Master, I didn't mean it, but he said you're going to be his teacher, don't want me—"

The queen, who wanted to ask questions, felt a little embarrassed. The couple really wanted to ask Dan Qiushui to accept Eric as a student, because Eric was also close to the element of fire. From their point of view, little Cyril was close to the element of fire, so Tan Qiushui was also fire. There is no better choice for an elemental magician than a holy rank adult.

Just now the king wanted to ask Tan Qiushui about this matter, but the fact is that Tan Qiushui has not agreed at all. Under such circumstances, the queen first promised this matter to her son, but her stupid son ran away Show off your power in front of serious students.

Tan Qiushui's expression became visibly anxious, no one had the right to bully his apprentice in front of him.

"Dear Your Majesty the King, I think, as a holy magician, I still have the autonomy to accept students. I don't remember any other students besides Peter."

Tan Qiushui said so, it is obviously impossible for Eric to become his student.

Hearing what Cyril said, the embarrassing queen immediately became dissatisfied, "Lord Lance, your student hurt Eric."

Facing the accusation, little Cyril felt a little apprehensive for a moment!

"I teach my students to know how to resist," Tan Qiushui looked at the queen indifferently, and the queen flinched.

"It seems that tonight is not a pleasant night. I think I should leave first." Tan Qiushui led his precious apprentice and walked out directly. Eric was already dumbfounded, because Tan Qiushui was half conscious and half conscious. The aura he released unconsciously made his bones tremble.

The king didn't dare to stop him, it was because he wanted something from Tan Qiushui, and he wanted to hand over his son to Tan Qiushui as a student as a gesture of favor, but he didn't think it would be the result of such an unhappy breakup.

Tan Qiushui's strength turned him into an existence that everyone would look up to humbly and dare not complain. The king planned to go to Tan Qiushui to ease the matter later, but he didn't expect that Tan Qiushui had disappeared in Asia with little Sirel. In the city of Dom.

After going back, little Xiril tugged on Tan Qiushui's robe worrying about gains and losses. It seems that the habit of pulling on the robe whenever something happened can't be changed. Tan Qiushui turned around, "Huh?"

Little Cyril said with some complaints: "Master, if this incident hadn't happened, at the king's request, would you accept Eric as a student?"

Tan Qiushui comforted him with a funny smile, "No."

Little Cyril was still not satisfied, and continued to ask: "Will Master only want me in the future?"

Tan Qiushui assured: "There will only be you." There are many, who has this fate?

Little Cyril immediately hugged Tan Qiushui, leaning his head on Tan Qiushui's shoulder: "Master, let's leave Yadom, I want to go somewhere else."

It happened that Tan Qiushui was also tired of such a secular and complicated city, and he still preferred the quiet and peaceful life.

"Okay." Tan Qiushui immediately agreed.

Because Kathy and Brandon have their own ideas, they jumped around Cyril and Liz.

Liz looked at Cyril, who was clearly out of her mind, and said a little unbearably: "Syril, if you look like this, I will think you are interested in me."

Cyril came back to his senses, raised his eyebrows, and said, "It's not me who is interested in you, it should be Karl."

Liz said nonchalantly: "How can you tell that he is interested in me? Isn't he fascinated by that Princess Anne?"

Cyril was noncommittal.

And at this moment, Brandon actually bumped towards Liz with his arms around Kathy. If he was bumped into like this unexpectedly, with Cyril and Liz holding only one hand, Liz would definitely be caught. Knock open.

Cyril reacted very quickly, and immediately pulled Liz back, stopped Liz's waist, and spun around to avoid collision with Brandon Kathy.

Brandon and Kathy looked at each other, excited, and continued to trouble Liz and Cyril in cooperation.

Liz was a little skeptical about her life, what kind of idiot this is.

She turned to look at Cyril, and shouted, "Syril!"

Cyril said, "As you please."

Accompanied by the dance music gradually reaching a climax, the two sides began to compete secretly, and finally Liz stumbled and tripped Brandon and Kathy to the ground.

Brandon was wearing a complicated gown that he wanted to wrap himself up in. He fell into Kathy's fluffy lace skirt and couldn't get up for a while.

Cyril, on the other hand, held Liz's waist and led her around, and finally stood gracefully looking at the embarrassed two.

Because of the prince's tragic fall, the music stopped with a bang, and the audience was silent. They were all embarrassed and joking looking at Prince Brandon who was struggling to get up, and they wanted to sew the ground. Kathy who hid herself.

Finally, with the help of his servants, Prince Brandon was able to get up.Princess Anne hurried over to help Kathy with her skirt in hand, but Kathy ran away covering her face.

Brandon blushed, half ashamed and half angry, and finally shouted at Cyril without hesitation: "I want to fight you!"

Prince Brandon took out his sword, drew it with a swipe, and pointed it at Cyril.

Before Cyril could speak, Karl became angry first, "Syril is a magician, it's too despicable for you to want to fight swords with him."

The duels initiated by the knights can only use the weapon of the knights' belief - the sword.

Prince Brandon is a knight, so it is obviously unfair to the magician Cyril.

And Brandon obviously lost his mind, and he didn't even want to face, provocatively said: "You bastard, don't you dare?"

Karl still wanted to argue, but Cyril stopped him: "Karl, borrow your sword."

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