After the green emperor

Lane received a call from Egbert to teach at the academy for a semester.Elvis was not surprised to know the news. He took out the sword hanging on the wall and handed it to Ryan: "The teacher has been sent to the west, and I will work hard for you in the future."

Ryan shook his head: "Can you take some time off to go back and see His Majesty? I'm always a little worried not being with His Majesty."

Elvis' eyes twitched, and he smiled instead: "He's fine, don't worry about him."

Ryan knew that the emperor's magical power was not inferior to those holy magisters, but he always wanted to protect him by his side so that he could feel at ease.

"But I will be with you for a whole semester." Elvis said suddenly.

Ryan suspected that he had heard it wrong: "What?"

Elvis hesitated for a moment, opened his mouth and couldn't help but want to say something, but finally he began to moan.

"Forget it," Elvis lingered to his side, his eyes sparkling and moving, his voice was soft as if sticking together, "Can you forgive me?"

Lane had no clue about these two sentences, so he could only continue to ask: "Can you tell me what happened?"

Elvis moved a wooden chair for him and asked him to sit down and listen to him.Ryan sat on a chair and looked up at Elvis seriously.

Elvis smiled: "I found that you always like to look at me, and you always lower your head when facing Egbert. Am I pretty?" After he finished speaking, he flirted with his long hair coquettishly, his eyes bright It's like holding the entire starry sky.

"No," Ryan lowered his gaze, looked left and right a few times to hide his panic, "that's the etiquette of being a knight."

"Then there is no need for etiquette around me?" Elvis asked.

"Lian knew he was wrong."

"What's wrong?"

"I shouldn't have seen you that way."

"Wrong," Elvis was not satisfied with the answer, "Who am I to you?"

"You are my..."

Ives pressed two fingers against his lips before he could say the next few words, his voice was terribly low: "I am very satisfied with this sentence."

Ryan saw the blood flash in his eyes, and he couldn't hear what he just said in a trance, and even the question was left behind by him.

Ives had a idle job in the college, and he went to a class when he was in a good mood, but he didn't know where he went when he was in a bad mood.But even so, there were still so many people applying for his class that five classrooms couldn't squeeze it in.

Ryan would occasionally try to persuade him: "Your Majesty, if you are free, teach those children."

Elvis put down the medicine in his hand: "Do you like children?"

Ryan was stunned: "I like it."

"That's good, I hope you don't hit me for the sake of the child in the future. Alas, even if you hit me, I won't fight back." Elvis muttered to himself again.

Ryan found that he likes to talk to himself recently, and he probably has a lot of thoughts.

"Okay then," Elvis looked at him with his chin propped on his hand, "you go to our class and I'll go."

Ryan usually only had a few classes, and he was almost bored and panicked. Now he was happy to hear him say this, but he was quickly discouraged: "Your Majesty, I really can't use magic."

"With me here, what are you afraid of," Elvis blinked at him, "You can't go back on your word."

There are a lot of female students who come to class, and most of them are exquisitely dressed, sitting quietly in the class and waiting for the teacher.

Ryan's fear of the magic class has existed since he was a student. He pushed open the front door of the classroom and greeted everyone with a stiff smile.

"Teacher, you've gone the wrong way." A male student who took fencing as an elective raised his hand and pointed out.

Elvis paced over from behind the door. He took the most handsome wand and wore a light golden mage robe, which was extremely gorgeous.

"No, you have to thank Teacher Ryan, otherwise I don't have any enthusiasm for magic."

The students at the aisle almost screamed excitedly, Ivis ignored them, walked down the stairs, and approached the knight commander step by step.

He hugged the knight captain affectionately, and introduced to the students: "I have been good partners with Ryan for many years, and the next class will be taught by the two of us together."

Ryan's body froze, and he couldn't raise his head in front of so many people and ask him: When have we been partners for so many years?Every time something happened, he rushed faster than anyone else as a magician, always threw down a forbidden spell, and flew back without looking back to ask him if he was satisfied.

It doesn't matter whether he is satisfied or not, anyway, the emperor is always unhappy at such a time, and looks at the two of them coldly.Ryan could only shake his head secretly. The queen always behaved straight in this respect, so she should save some face for her partner anyway.

The class went smoothly, and Ryan was just helping him from the sidelines, occasionally passing a small fireball and so on, which didn't bother him.