Chapter 268

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Chapter 268: Loyal Dog Sword Saint, Online Embarrassment

The moonlight is like a veil, wrapping those under it in a hazy beauty.

In the quiet night, a girl sat alone at the edge of the pavilion, quietly wiping her long sword with a silk cloth.

After caring for the uniquely shaped precious long sword, she sheathed it and looked up at the moonlight.

The moon is bright and the stars few, making the autumn night sky feel even more desolate.

The bright light made Yuki’s eyes shine like a sky full of stars, reflecting on the deep blue curtain and sparkling beautifully.

"I wonder if my brother is well? Can he also enjoy the moon like I do?"

She looked back, feeling a bit reluctant, then stood up heavily, returning to the table where she had been writing.

Taking care of her sword is to keep a calm and serene mind, so she can write the wish words that truly come from her heart.

Of course, marriage is something she only thinks about secretly sometimes, seeing it as an unreachable dream for her whole life.

Her brother was born into a noble family, gifted and exceptional, like a rising star in a kingdom, destined to have a place in the legendary stories of the world.

Her brother was still innocent and kind, shining like a gem untouched by the world.

And she had once thought about this bloodline and rank, dreaming of reaching the top, but instead, she was pushed deep into the mud, unknowingly hurting many innocent people under her sword.

The two of them were never in the same world.

It might be a ray of destiny that made her hold onto a future that seemed far away.

Her brother will marry the beloved and admired little princess, and they are perfectly matched; there was never a place for her in this bond.

All she needed to do was to hold her sword and follow behind him, to stand in front of him when danger came, and to be his sheathe when the curse reappeared, always ready to sacrifice herself.

So her wish was not for love, but a wish to always stand together with her brother, to be the sharpest sword in his hand and the safest sheath.

Yes, just like that.

Yuki, who struggled with words, had written many drafts but was still not satisfied.

She feared that her words were not clear enough and her handwriting too ugly, making her blessing ineffective.

After rewriting many times, she became extremely anxious, and the only way to calm herself down was to practice and sharpen her sword to return to her previous state.

She took a deep breath, picked up her pen, and began to write carefully, stroke by stroke.

This time, it was very successful. The handwriting may not look beautiful, but each stroke was neat. The practice method her brother taught her was still somewhat helpful.

The sentences are smooth and there are no problems.

Loyal Dog Sword Saint looked over it many times and sighed with relief, a gentle smile appearing in his eyes.

Next, all she had to do was secretly hang it on the Prayer Tree.

I heard there are two other ways to hang it. One way is to copy it onto an Ema and then hang it up, but that would be seen by a lot of people, which might be too embarrassing; only children would do that.

The other method is to stuff it into a bamboo tube…

Oh right, I don’t have a bamboo tube yet.

Yuki’s gaze turned to the bamboo forest in the yard, her eyes focused.

She completely destroyed all the previous drafts she had smudged and changed. Sword Saint Girl jumped down from the pavilion and cut a plain bamboo with a single swing.

She cut off the middle part and stuffed the note inside, then found something to block the opening before quietly leaving the City Lord’s residence.

It was already late at night.

The Free Federation was not safe, and it also affected Nara Free City. There had been a curfew for days, and apart from the occasional patrolling warriors, no civilian could be seen on the streets.

Yuki had never tried sneaking before, but using her excellent intuition, she avoided the patrolling warriors and confidently walked towards the Prayer Tree in the center of the city.

This tree was honored by the locals as a divine tree, and it was indeed special.

Compared to the fleetingly beautiful cherry blossoms, this tree was a variant; it was not only tall and lush but also constantly shedding petals.

After a few hours, a thick layer had formed on the ground, but the branches and flowers on the tree’s crown remained extraordinarily lush.

The process of physiological metabolism made those with hair loss extremely jealous.

Yuki thought the cherry blossoms were beautiful; they used to move her, making her wish to break free from the shackles of fate and bloom brilliantly just like them.

Now, she hoped for something long-lasting and eternal.

In fact, Yuki, living in a different world, did not know that cherry blossoms did not actually bloom in this season.

It was just an unkind evil god who wrote a story without any planning, making many strange rules in the book that went against common sense and the seasons.

But that didn’t matter; in a magical world, anything is possible.

Yuki looked around to make sure no one was watching, then she carefully moved closer, reaching into the hanging branches and the many Emas, finding a branch to hang her bamboo tube on.

She thought for a moment that something was still missing.

So she took out a dagger and awkwardly scratched a few crooked letters on the outside of the bamboo tube.

"May you be well."

After that, she found another branch to hang it on and, like a child who had stolen something, hurried back to her home with her head down.

…

The next morning, after inspecting the knights, Yuki saw that everyone still looked very tired, so she decided to let them rest for another day.

She took the opportunity to visit the different city and buy some souvenirs for her brother to bring back.

While walking down the street, she hadn’t gone very far when that annoying City Lord followed her again.

Sword Saint used all his self-control to avoid drawing his sword and to maintain the kingdom’s dignity.

At that moment, she suddenly understood why her brother always wore a mask of arrogance and disdain.

However, this dignity vanished when she saw a group of people surrounding the Prayer Tree, carelessly throwing all the Ema and bamboo tubes hanging on it into a nearby box.

She paused, her expression stiffened, and marched forward, unable to help but ask, "What is going on here?"

The man, dressed in servant’s clothing, did not turn around and replied matter-of-factly, "Of course, we are taking them all down. The Prayer Tree is already full, and every year at this time, we get rid of the old wishes so that new ones can be hung up."

Just as he finished speaking, a loud shout came from behind him.

"How dare you speak to the Sword Saint like that! Did the City Lord not teach you any manners?"

The servant turned around and was so frightened that his soul nearly left him; he quickly fell to his knees on the ground.

"Please forgive me, City Lord! Please forgive me, Sword Saint!"

"Forgive you? You dare to be so rude to the Sword Saint and hurt Nara’s…"

Nara had not finished speaking when Yuki waved her hand to interrupt him.

To be precise, it was that powerful and terrifying aura, which had made the air feel thick, that stopped him from speaking.

Yuki’s eyes were full of urgency, "These are important wishes of the people; how can they be removed? Will this prayer even work?"

The servant did not dare to speak; he just kept bowing his head rapidly.

Nara, with a thick skin, brought up a topic, "Sword Saint, the so-called blessing from the Moon Goddess was originally just a lovely legend, a yearning that gradually turned into a custom. There are only so many spots on the tree; if we don’t take them down, the blessing from a year will be gone."

Yuki certainly wouldn’t say that as soon as she heard about writing her beloved’s name, she was completely swept away and prepared seriously for a long time.

At this moment, her starry eyes dimmed as she silently gazed at the wish left in the frame.

In the end, she was just too silly; how could she suddenly believe such tales meant for children?

If the Moon Goddess truly showed her spirit, with a whole tree full of wishes, many should have come true by now.

Seeing Yuki silent, Nara laughed heartily and pretended to be humorous and caring, "Plus, watching these wishes is the most fun thing; you can see the innocent words of children and the beautiful hopes of adults, which surely brings healing to the heart."

He thought what he said was very charming and picked up an Ema, reading the wish written on it aloud.

"I hope to have more toys in the new year; children are always so carefree."

After saying that, he picked up a bamboo tube, opened it, and took out the paper inside.

"I hope Miss Axiang from the Hope Moon Inn will start to like me, and we can get married and have children in the future, haha… This guy should work hard for love!"

Little do they know, the reason people put notes in bamboo tubes is to keep them secret.

No one wants their extravagant or fanciful dreams to be exposed, turning them into a means to attack their dignity.

At this moment, Yuki was still feeling disappointed and didn’t pay much attention.

On the other hand, Nara thought that Sword Saint was lost in thought because of his profound words and couldn’t help but feel pleased.

"Ugh? This character is so ugly; today’s children should practice more."

He picked up the bamboo tube that had fallen on the ground and glanced at the words carved outside, ‘Wishing you peace.’

"Hmm, it seems not to be a child but a woman. But this character is hard to explain, ah… using a leaf to block the bamboo tube is too simple."

As he spoke, he casually removed the leaf blocking the opening and took out the note inside.

"Hmm… I can read the words inside."

"I hope Rin is always safe, happy, healthy, and that his wishes come true. I wish to follow him closely and never be left behind, to walk together to the end. If the gods think my wishes are too many or too greedy, then as long as he is safe and happy, that’s enough. I would give everything for that."

"Ah, this is too humble! Is this someone’s maid secretly in love with her master?"

Yuki’s eyes widened in shock, her starry gaze trembling as she looked at the note in the other person’s hand. Her hand gripping the sword’s hilt shook, pressed tightly against the uneven surface, almost drawing blood.

Suddenly, an extremely cold aura filled the air, even spreading to the streets, making passersby shiver with confusion as they looked around.

Within the cold aura, there was a strong killing intent that attacked Nara’s spirit at the center of the pressure, leaving his mind blank and his legs weak, causing him to collapse to the ground.

Kill him, kill him.

Yuki’s red eyes sparkled as her hand pulled the long sword out a bit further, ready to slice the other person in half in the next moment.

Just then, a wave of magical energy flowed through the air, followed by a long leg wrapped in black silk emerging.

The delicate and slender girl with long black hair walked out of the teleportation passage while yawning, still complaining.

"Honestly, my junior is so inconsiderate, making me… hmm?"

Suyu felt the air turn a light shade, beginning to solidify into a real killing intent, sending a chill down her back. She thought it was one of Saimaal’s deadly subordinates and quickly pulled out her long spear.

But when she looked closely, the killing intent came from her junior’s sister.

Yuki’s gaze sharpened at the woman who seemed somewhat familiar but she couldn’t remember where she had seen her before, instantly marking her as an enemy.

The one appearing now came through space teleportation and looked very dangerous.

Could it be the bodyguard of that City Lord?

Did she cut them all down in one stroke? But something felt off.

(Previous context: The Suyu Yuki saw was under the alias Xingli, disguised as a transfer student and a spear warrior, teaming up with Rin for the hunt.)

The Lord of the Demon King felt targeted and, with suspicion, began to use his mind-reading skill. He almost understood what had happened and glanced at the note lying on the ground, nearly laughing out loud.

Wow, nowadays the heroes just want to steal my men all day long. It’s one thing to become a useless pet that meows for attention every day.

This Sword Saint is really disappointing; it’s the first time someone has made me laugh with their childish and clumsy behavior.

I had thought of her, my junior’s so-called older sister, as my biggest threat before.

Who would have thought it would be like this?

Fine, as long as she behaves from now on and doesn’t have any inappropriate thoughts about my junior, and stops stealing my ham, I’ll let her be my junior’s humble guard.

Suyu has lowered her guard around this Sword Saint, who has no ambition and lacks any sense of competition; she feels pitiful and ashamed.

With one less threat to her position, her mood was naturally much better.

In a flash of thought, she decided to generously play the role of the scapegoat once again.

Then Suyu revealed a malicious smile and said in a villainous tone, "As expected of the Sword Saint, you’ve discovered my teleportation magic so quickly. It seems I cannot confront you directly. Since that is the case…"

She turned to look at Nara, who was lying on the ground, completely dazed by Sword Saint’s killing intent, losing control of herself in fear. After a flash of disdain in her eyes, they suddenly lit up.

In the center of her purple eyes that shimmered with purple light, a barely noticeable swirl appeared, and Nara seemed to be drawn to it like a magnet, staring blankly at the vortex.

In just two seconds, Suyu withdrew her spiritual magic and said lazily, "Since my surprise attack failed, I must take my leave."

But before she left, she communicated with Yuki.

"Come with me, junior… Rin has something for me to convey to you."

After saying this, she leaped away to "escape."

Upon hearing Rin’s name, Yuki’s killing intent vanished immediately, her starry eyes returned to normal, and without any hesitation, she chased after her.

Now that her killing intent had faded, she remembered why this woman seemed so familiar.

She had met this woman once at school, and the woman’s aura was a bit strange. As a teacher, Yuki paid more attention to her.

Also, the purple spear in her hand caught Yuki’s eye. She was responsible for checking the items that students submitted before the hunting competition, and she noticed this weapon did not have a clear rank.

Different appearances, similar aura.

Hmm, it seems the two people I saw are the same, and they seem to have a close relationship with my brother.

Brother, he actually went out of his way to find someone to see me?