Chapter 17: Chapter 17: Pre-match jitters

The stadium of power and the annual tournament, for the masses, is four weeks out of the year when they could behold the power of cultivation with no risk to themselves. It was a time to make merry and enjoy all that the sect had to offer.

For the disciples it was quite a different picture, for those who still did not have a private master, it was a time to show off to the heaven's chosen that they were good enough to get their own dick or nipple to suck. For those who were already under a master, it was time to give their master a lot of face or move on to a different better master. Some were excited to prove themselves while others were very nervous.

Elizabeth leaned heavily to the latter camp, less than a year ago she was barely qualified to be a disciple and the best she could do was not get stomped under another's heel. Now she was among the elite, and she was going to fight the very people that she had cheered on and worshipped. The lower outer disciples(Disciples without a master) had their own little fan clubs for the higher disciples(disciples with a master) and she was an avid fan of many of them, mainly because during this event her bullying was usually reduced to less than mild annoyance and being part of a group made her happy and feel included.

Among the ones she had cheered on from the sidelines, the three coolest were Yuri(The white rose), Shen(The steel lion), and Mize(The mad sword) in her opinion. All three of them were participating and she would probably have to fight all three of them.

A hand on top of her head brought her out of her spiraling thoughts.

"Nervous?..."

She looked back up at her master who was giving a kind smile. One that made her think everything was going to be okay.

She gave back a timid nod.

"I am not going to tell you to not be nervous. The first time I had a real fight... it was nerve-wracking. I still remember every detail to this day. One wrong move and I might have died back then. All I ask you is to believe in yourself and move forward, do not use your nervousness as a handicap to believe you are lesser. Can you do that for me?"

She once more nodded, her shoulders becoming visibly more relaxed.

Samuel was getting the hang of relationships, granted he was using his soul sight to cheat.

Especially when it came to self-confidence and nervousness, once he had been the same. It took a lot of soul searching to move past his own blocks and helping someone else who was going through the same was... cathartic.

He let her digest his words as he made a plan out for her. There were over a hundred events in this tournament and a minimum of ten was active at any given time. All group activities were immediately out of the picture, which left only the single disciple events. Multiple single-person events were running at the same time but if he managed it right he could get his disciple to participate in four of them and they were also spaced apart which meant ample time for her to catch her breath between them.

The sect 'Power Bouts' was the final event like every year and it was the one he cared about the most. An elimination-style one-on-one combat to decide who was the current best in their respective categories. If Elizabeth could make a great showing in that event they would have a much easier time getting more disciples in the future.

He said none of this to Elizabeth, of course, the girl was stressed enough as it was.

Instead, to calm her nerves he suggested.

"Want to try out the food stands?" 

Seeing her grateful look Samuel knew he had done well. More data to store in his memory banks to use later. Distractions are welcome when one is stressed. This particular one was thanks to the books he still referenced from time to time. 

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He moved to get out of the private hut he had rented for the two of them to stay while the colosseum still existed in the material plain, it had cost him an arm and a leg but his profession was enchanting and money would never be an issue for either of them.

However, as he was about to move out, Elizabeth grabbed his robes.

"Can I just suckle?... It helps me calm down..." Her voice went incredibly quiet which was a first for the normally upbeat woman.

Samuel gave an amused snort.

"Who are you and what have you done with my disciple?" Another referenced line, was used to increase brevity and it worked.

She blushed and pouted at him.

"I am nervous! Okay!"

Samuel gave her an amused grin.

"There she is."

Her cheeks went as red as a tomato.

"Just bring out your cock already!"

 Samuel then spent the rest of the opening day gently patting Elizabeth's head while she used his manhood like a pacifier. Soon she was out like a light still nibbling and suckling on his manhood.

He looked down on his resting disciple as he brushed the hair out of her beautiful face.

"Do not worry, little one. You are going to shine like a star."

 

 

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