The Prince Of Magic

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Her internal musings were interrupted as she heard the two male retainers walking ahead of her speak.

"Pinky, remember, keep a look out for any white trees in the area! Don't go wandering in your head this time!" Yan called out.

"I'm looking, I'm looking! These crystals isn't making things easier for me, ya know!" Astolfo pouted, turning his head this way and that.

"Hm, can't say I blame ya. Even I find it hard to believe that these were actually trees." Yan commented with furrowed brows.

"The power of an Ultimate One is unique, something to never be underestimated." Medusa said quietly.

Simultaneously, Astolfo and Yan turned to look at her over their respective shoulders, the surprise clear on their faces.

"That much is true." Yan agreed, then a small grin appeared on his face. "And it seems like you're back from whatever it is that you're thinking. Would you care to share with the team?"

Without pausing from her walk, Medusa stared at Yan for a few moments before she made a decision.

"I was thinking about Master." She finally settled, ignoring their gazes as she kept vigilance of any signs of Blood Springs in the area.

"Uh-huh." Astolfo nodded, encouraging the statuesque female to speak more.

"Have you two noticed his behavior lately?" Medusa asked, almost nonchalantly.

"Course we did." Yan scoffed lightly, as if affronted by the idea of not noticing their master's recent behavior

"We do?" Astolfo asked, blinking in surprise as he turned to Yan, who sent him a blank look. "What? I'm not seeing anything new with Master. He looks fine to me."

"Ignore this doofus over here." Yan shook his head at the pink-haired retainer's cluelessness before he turned to Medusa, who was looking at him in turn. "Since you brought the subject up, what do you think of Master's behavior? Arturia and the others look pretty worried about him."

"Rightfully so. Master's health, physical and mentally, comes first before everything. Everything else is to be set aside, but this is merely my opinion." Medusa answered.

"That ain't an answer, you know." Yan pointed out. "What do you really think, lady? You going do something about it. That's what I wanna know."

Unsurprisingly, Yan received a glare that would have intimidated anyone who does not knew the lavender haired servant well. As for him, he merely shrugged it off, well-aware that he was stepping on the woman's personal space when it comes to subjects related to their Master.

'Her, and every female around him. Except his mother, of course…' Yan mused, recalling the women who knows Hadrian.

It was most likely that Yan was more mindful of his words than a certain retainer (Kieran) that Medusa only gave him a glare instead of gifting him a fatal strike to the nuts (courtesy of her scythe) for bluntly asking her feelings concerning their young master's mental health.

In addition, Yan noticed that most females who knows his Master were quite protective of him.

Not that Yan was against it or anything. He was simply making an observation, considering as he had never seen someone being held in high regard by many females before, even in his past life.

The beautiful statuesque woman became silent at his retort, making Yan feel a bit nervous at how her pale lavender eyes bore into his own with an intense pressure.

Yan didn't dare show his nervousness on his face though.

He may not be the strongest in their group, but he has his damn pride as a man to take things with a calm disposition, even if it was Rider who was glaring at him somewhat.

It'd be a different story if he was someone else, or a lesser man.

Despite his past life and experience, Yan had never encountered women as complicated as the ones in his Master's employment, particularly the one in front of him.

He already knew about Arturia's true identity, but the one in front of him still remains a mystery to him. He and his fellow male retainers have their own suspicions, but the only one who truly knows was their Master, Hadrian.

The Throne of Heroes has its interesting mix of characters, but Yan had never heard of a Heroic Spirit that fits her description.

Glossy long purple hair, a pair of pale lavender eyes with pupils of peculiar shape, and a beautiful appearance that can be considered as men's ideal. Not only that, what was most interesting about her was the beautiful statuesque woman's personality.

Or rather, some aspects of it, to be more specific.

Rider was silent, calm, collected, protective and faithful, never hesitating to shield their Master from harm. She was not openly talkative and prefers to analyze people and their actions.

She was very logical and does not act out of anger or instinct. And yet, despite her self-possessed nature, the alluring beauty can be insecure sometimes and prone to bouts of envy and jealousy.

Yan had seen it before, especially whenever their Master was in close proximity with a certain blonde swordswoman.

There was also an unexpected side to her, such as her sultry side that seemed to only appear whenever she was alone with their Master, which Yan found to be quite surprising.

He had always thought that women with a quiet personality like Rider would be more introverted and conservative, not bold and aggressively seductive.

'I guess the silent types are really the ones you need to watch out for…' Yan grunted in his mind, worried for his young master's chastity.

Don't get him wrong, he approves of the three women's affection for the young man. Heavens knows his Master needed some beautiful distractions to loosen up and enjoy life more.

But, at the same time, his Master was being pursued by three beautiful and powerful women, which most men would even consider a deadly combination.

To Yan, women are already complicated and complex creatures, but the more troublesome ones were those who are beautiful and powerful, and know that they have both.

And to his Master's double-edged luck, he had summoned and managed to attract three of them, much to Yan's pity and amus.e.m.e.nt.

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