This is My Heroic Path

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the woman sitting in front of the window sill, sipping red wine with a wine glass and admiring the rain scene, and secretly swore in his heart that he would never believe Master's words again.

Master's mouth, a deceitful ghost!

How can this be supplementary lessons? !Isn't this corporal punishment? !

An Zhiyu has been holding a sword for almost two hours.

The remedial lessons that Skaha mentioned are actually the kind of training in which the body freezes in a certain posture and then maintains it.

Saying the words full of misunderstandings that squeezed physical strength turned out to be such a training, An Zhiyu once again expressed deep dissatisfaction with Master's word games.

Only then did he remember that his master had said similar words to him before, and after that it was a devilish training.

It should have been remembered long ago, after all, it is not the first time Master has done this.

"Master, is the time coming soon? I can't hold on any longer." An Zhiyu asked in a muffled voice.

"Can't hold it?" Scathach took a sip of the red wine, still sitting on the window sill without moving.

"You used to be able to support it for almost two hours. Now you, you shouldn't be weaker than before, right?"

"The main reason is that it's too boring to maintain one posture all the time. If it's teaching sword skills, you should be able to continue teaching it, right?" After a long time, the legs become numb.

"Teaching sword skills?" Skaha's mouth raised a slight arc, "Who told you that I was teaching you sword skills?"

"Otherwise this is...?"

"corporal punishment."

An Zhiyu: "???"

It turns out that the posture I have maintained for so long is really physical punishment? !

Skaha stepped down from the window sill and came to An Zhiyu. The smell of red wine lingered on the tip of her nose accompanied by the unique fragrance of her master. She opened her lips slightly and said softly: "I don't like disciples lying to me, even if they Honestly, I wouldn't be so angry."

An Zhiyu froze for a moment, and soon realized what Master was referring to, and the original annoyance disappeared a lot.

"If I tell the truth, will Master forgive me?" An Zhiyu asked in a low voice.

"Ah, of course, I'm not that narrow-minded." Skaha showed a charming smile.

She also knew what kind of personality that Morgan woman had. It was understandable that some force majeure would happen when the apprentice went to her, and she was already mentally prepared.

It's just that the apprentice wanted to hide the past, which made her feel unhappy.

Scatha put his hand on An Zhiyu's face, looked at the sweaty An Zhiyu again, and suddenly came back to his senses, "Oh, by the way, let's sit down and talk, you must be tired after training for so long. "

Master actually has such a gentle side...

Until Skaha brought An Zhiyu to the bed and sat down, feeling the woman sitting next to her, listening to her soft voice, An Zhiyu felt unreal, and once thought that this woman was Morgan pretending to be .

But she was clearly not Morgan.

If it was Morgan, how could he have been physically punished for so long, and the reason for the physical punishment was that he concealed what happened with Morgan in the alchemy workshop.

"Okay, let's talk."

Skaha raised her legs, and the warm light illuminated her profile flawlessly, as if even her expression was so gentle, and her soft hair fell down silently, as if to make up for the corporal punishment of An Zhiyu just now. To make a bad impression, she stretched out her white and slender fingers to gently massage An Zhiyu's thigh.

Smelling the fragrance of Master's hair, An Zhiyu felt his brain become a little messy, completely immersed in Master's gentleness.

"Actually, I kissed Sister Morgan just now." An Zhiyu said.

Scathach's strength increased a little, so that An Zhiyu almost cried out in pain.

"Active?" Scathach lowered his head, with a hint of danger in his smile.

An Zhiyu nodded slightly.

"I really didn't expect it."

Although he had made psychological preparations, Skaha never imagined that it would be the apprentice who took the initiative to kiss that woman.

But even if you don't have to think about it, how could you take the initiative to do such a thing with your apprentice's temperament? You must be confused by that woman Morgan.

"Master, can you move lightly...it hurts a bit."

Scatha's sudden increased massage force made An Zhiyu want to move his legs, but he was a little bit reluctant, and he was afraid that the master would be angry, so he had to try to discuss it with her.

"Does it hurt?" Scatha raised his eyes and asked.

An Zhiyu nodded.

"Hehehe... It's just that it hurts!" Her thumb pressed down hard on An Zhiyu's thigh, each time the force was very heavy, and the soreness made An Zhiyu subconsciously want to move back.

"Don't move around." Scatha's voice stopped An Zhiyu's movements.

An Zhiyu endured the pain and looked at Master. Her delicate face was full of anger-like emotions, her eyelashes were slender, and her red eyes were transparent and deep. There was a sense of mystery that people couldn't help but be attracted to.

What exactly is Master thinking?

An Zhiyu stared at this extremely beautiful woman, and couldn't help thinking to himself.

"Patience is pretty good. I thought you would run away because of the pain." Skaha just raised her head, just in time to meet An Zhiyu's fiery eyes. He smiled and said, "What are you in a daze for?"

"Thinking about something." An Zhiyu came back to his senses and turned his face away.

"What are you thinking about?" Scathach refused to let go.