Elizabeth felt better than she had ever since the beginning of the tournament. She woke up to be next to her master who was currently in deep meditation while her sister's disciple was nearly infused into his crotch. She nearly giggled at the scene before the events from before came crashing down around her.

She blushed in embarrassment as she realized how much of a child she had acted just back then. She had gotten stumped because of the callous conversation between her master and her sister disciple, gotten reminded of her father, and promptly broke down into a blabbering mess.

"You are awake! How do you feel?"

Her master immediately caught her as his eyes glowed in her direction.

"Yes..." She answered unable to meet his eyes.

"What is wrong?" Asked the concerned master.

Elizabeth looked away, shame coloring her cheeks. She made a scene in front of the den of cauldrons while her status in the sect was still so shaky, and probably involved her master in some way.

However, the one thing she knew with absolute certainty was that she could spill her guts to her master, they were bound together after all. Even if it made her cringe even to think about it.

She sighed as she turned to her master.

"I messed up didn't I?..."

The smile she received was both reassuring and disheartening. It was a similar smile to that she had received from her loving caretakers when she had made a mistake. It meant that he had taken of it and she did not need to worry. Elizabeth did not want to be a nuisance to master Samuel, and throughout this entire tournament, she felt nothing but.

"No. Not really. I believe it is much my fault as it is yours."

Elizabeth's looked at him like he had grown another head. She started loudly defending him.

"No! You did everything right. You never pushed me to try and win and only to do my best and made sure I was alright when I was feeling down and took me to a place where I could interact with fellow disciples and! and!"

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She felt a warm hand wrap around him stopping her in her tracks. This time it was he who continued.

"And I did not stop to think about what is it you want out of this relationship, I only pushed what I thought was right onto you. The relationship we share is not of a master and disciple, it never was. There is a distance we must maintain even when our bodies and souls are so closely joined. Even when you are cauldron tied to me, you should have been a sword I sharpened, a treasured weapon but a tool nonetheless. The journey to the top is a lonely one. Even when showered with praise and worshipped by everyone one must remember that at the end of the day, it is you who will one day stand at the top. There is only one seat for an emperor. Tell me Elizabeth is that how you see us, yourself as a tool for my disposal or me as a sharpening stone to leap further?"

Elizabeth only listened entranced to her master's soothing voice as he held her close. There was a moment of silence before her mind comprehended the wisdom being imparted by her master.

"No..." The answer was given with a sense of trepidation, she had never felt that she was being used by her master, all she had ever felt was love and benevolence, so much so that it was easy to give herself in her entirety to him. Because she believed from the bottom of her heart that her master would never betray her trust and love. Was that all about to change?

Unsure, she wrapped her arms around him and squeezed him tight, flattening her voluminous boobs into his side. If it was about to end she wanted to remember this warmth because it was what saved her so many months ago.

A warm hand sat on top of her head as words entered her ear. Ones that sounded like divine salvation.

"Do not worry, my Elizabeth. I have no plans of changing how we have acted till this point. I simply wanted to redefine our relationship because master disciple we are not."

She nodded into his shoulders as happy tears came flooding out much to her master's shock and dismay.

"What is it?! Have I said something wrong?!"

"No... Just the right things..."

Her master was confused and tilted his head in confusion.

"Can you please explain?..."

She only shook her head from side to side feeling mischievous all of a sudden.

Her master huffed at her and the somber mood was broken as a gagging sound came from his crotch.

Elizabeth's tearfully happy expression turned to one of concern as she turned her attention to her disciple sister.

"Is she okay?"

"Yes. Apparently, she likes being 'stuffed to oblivion'. This is the fourth time this has happened and I stopped caring after being reprimanded for trying to help." Her master stated his tone one of exasperated acceptance.

"Oh..." She said unconsciously licking her lips. She liked to suckle on the glands to help her fall asleep... How would it?...

"No. You cannot do the same."

"But I didn't say anything..."

"You didn't need to."