Volume 3 Chapter 191

Volume 3 + Chapter 191: Going Along With The Plan

This… this isn’t good!!

Hill, we’re teacher and student, hurry up and let me go!!

Xia Yi felt extremely conflicted.

Right now, she was being held in the arms of her own student, practically being treated like a younger sister.

But there was nothing she could do.

In order to protect her dignity as a Human Sword Saint and as a teacher, she had no choice but to use this strategy—becoming the so-called disciple of the Sword Saint she herself claimed to be.

According to the setup, Hill became Wright Schubert’s student earlier than “Xia Yi.” In terms of seniority, she really was her senior sister.

A senior sister hugging her junior sister, getting a little close… it did seem…

Reasonable enough.

Why did it feel like she had just sold herself out?!

Before, it wasn’t that bad, but now that Hill had seized control of the situation, she had no way to directly resist.

“That, um, Teacher Hill, the others are all…”

“Call me senior sister.”

“I…”

“Call me senior sister.”

“Senior sister!” Xia Yi was on the verge of tears.

Hill looked very happy. “When the time comes, I’ll tell the others that Xia Yi is also the Teacher’s student. That way, their opinion of you will go up a lot.”

“No way! I’m Teacher’s secret student, I can’t let that be revealed casually!” Xia Yi quickly said.

She really didn’t want that.

If she ended up being surrounded by her classmates and interrogated about the Sword Saint, it would be way too annoying.

“Oh, in that case, Xia Yi must obediently listen to me. Otherwise, I’ll spill everything.”

“How can you do this…!!”

Xia Yi felt so wronged, but now she could only grit her teeth and endure it.

Damn it, I, a proud iron-blooded man, am actually being treated like this!

And by my own student, no less—threatened!

Hill, Hill, you’ve started to turn bad!

“Does the Teacher have any other students?” Hill asked.

“No, I’m the last one!”

“Then that means Xia Yi is the little junior sister, right?”

“Little junior sister?!”

That title dealt a huge blow to Xia Yi.

But according to the setup, it really was true.

“Xia Yi, how could you not tell me this from the start and even keep it from me?” Hill pinched Xia Yi’s cheek.

Soft and squishy, like cotton candy.

“Well… Teacher asked me to, so I couldn’t help it! Teacher didn’t want others to know for now, especially about these past years’ experiences,” Xia Yi replied.

“What has Teacher been doing all these years?”

“I… I don’t know!” Xia Yi felt a bit guilty. “Teacher has always been elusive, I never know what he’s doing. We only meet by chance once in a while.”

“Oh, is that so?”

Hill’s expression stayed calm, but deep down, she felt a little emotional.

Teacher, Teacher, even now you still don’t want to tell the truth?

To cover your lie, you even had to make up an identity.

In that case, I’ll go along with your plan.

Since Teacher insists on being the junior sister, don’t blame me for exercising my senior sister’s authority.

This is your own choice. If you won’t tell me the truth, of course I’ll have feelings about it.

But still…

Holding Xia Yi in her arms, Hill felt truly happy.

Right now, Teacher was small and soft, and smelled nice.

Hill had already figured things out.

Since Teacher doesn’t want to tell me, as long as I know Teacher is safe and still the same as before, that’s enough.

Then I should enjoy this relationship too.

As long as I act like I don’t know and don’t expose her, I can do all sorts of things to Teacher.

Isn’t this a win-win?

“Hill, you know the Sword Saint—uh, uh… what are you doing??”

Biden had walked up to the two of them, seeing them pressed so closely together, his face twitched.

Especially when he looked at Xia Yi—his expression was like he’d just swallowed a fly.

“Bad student? Where did you disappear to earlier!”

“I…”

Xia Yi didn’t know how to explain.

“I was hiding! I only came out when it was safe!”

“When all of us were fighting the calamity with our lives on the line, you actually hid by yourself?”

“I was scared!”

“You, you… sigh, I never should’ve expected anything from you! If the real Sword Saint hadn’t appeared and saved us all, you might have died too. You’re only alive because of the Sword Saint’s bravery and strength!!”

Biden couldn’t bring himself to scold Xia Yi too harshly.

After all, in that kind of deadly situation, anyone would want to hide and survive.

Those who, like Hill, chose to fight to the end were extremely rare.

“Hill, you’re the Sword Saint’s student. Do you know where he went?” Biden asked. “Everyone’s worried about his whereabouts right now.”

“Teacher…”

Hill lowered her gaze, glanced at Xia Yi, then said:

“Teacher has already left.”

“Left?!”

“Mm.” Hill nodded. “Teacher only happened to pass by and lend a hand. Since it’s over, he left. He’s always been like this.”

“Sigh, what a pity! Today, the Sword Saint led us all to fight and drove back the calamity. Such a great feat will surely be recorded in history! Our Laurel Academy wanted to formally thank him, but he left quietly. Such a low-key nature truly commands respect.”

Biden couldn’t help but sigh.

“That impostor was always going on about humanity’s righteousness, honor, heroism… yet when it mattered, he couldn’t hold on. He even used the Sword Saint’s name to commit crimes and tarnish his reputation! The real Sword Saint would never do that—he only silently protects us humans!”

“I knew from the start he was a fake,” Hill said.

“Really?”

Biden was surprised, but thinking back, Hill had never gotten along with the fake Sword Saint and had even clashed with him.

No wonder.

“Hill, honestly, I felt the same. I always suspected he was an impostor, just putting on an act!” Biden shamelessly added. “Looks like our instincts were the same.”

“Oh, really? I don’t think so—you looked like you believed him,” Xia Yi cut in.

Biden’s face darkened, and he could only glare at Xia Yi. “Bad student!! Learn more from the Sword Saint!! Stop making snide remarks and being so cowardly! Look at your classmates—especially Albert—brave and bold! That’s the kind of young generation the Sword Saint recognizes!”

Hearing this, Xia Yi found it amusing.

Especially remembering how, when she wore the Human King Armor and spoke to him as the Sword Saint, his attitude had been completely different.

He’d never guess in a million years that the hero who saved everyone was the “bad student” in front of him.

Biden sighed. “Sigh, nothing can be done about the Sword Saint now. Hill, come with us—there’s a very important event that must be carried out.”

“What event?” Hill asked.

Biden’s gaze turned serious as he slowly pronounced four words—

“The Witch Trial.”