Moe Academy: I am a Holy War Envoy

The author is a novice, so the first two chapters will be rather boring, mainly explaining the protagonist and some things about entering Moe Academy. Readers who want to read can start from the third chapter.

The following is the text.

"I would trade an unimportant person for two cute knights. I am willing, I am very willing."

As a melody sounded, Agnes slowly fell to the ground. The entire space and time was forcibly frozen by an unknown force, and the Soli people who heard the call immediately appeared...

Yang Xia watched the TV series that he had watched several times, and every time he saw this part, he always felt sad.

I couldn't bear to watch my favorite person sacrifice himself in this drama, so I turned off the TV.

The TV screen went dark, and then the room was silent except for the sound of "beep, beep, beep." It was a typical hospital ward. Lying on the bed was a thin, tiny person—one could even describe him as a child. He was so thin he looked almost childlike. His face was pale, his cheekbones prominent, and his eyes lacked the youthful spirit.

His name is Yang Xia, an orphan who has lived in an orphanage and begged with beggars. Of course, more often than not, he worked part-time in restaurants to support himself. As for why he ended up in the hospital, the story began a month ago.

To make ends meet, Yang Xia worked part-time at a night market food stall after delivering takeout during the day. The owner was a nice guy, and the salary was slightly higher than other part-time jobs, so Yang Xia would go there every evening. In recent days, Yang Xia started experiencing frequent headaches. At first, he didn't think much of it, thinking it was just from overwork.

After all, working at the night market was indeed grueling, requiring him to work late into the night before being able to rest. As time went on, the headaches became increasingly severe, even affecting his normal life and work. Despite this, Yang Xia remained unfazed and continued to work his part-time job.

Tonight was the weekend, and the night market was busier than usual. The food stalls were also packed. Yang Xia was constantly weaving through the crowds, delivering food. While delivering food, he suddenly started to have a headache, more severe than ever before. He instinctively tried to hold his head with his right hand, causing the plate he was holding to tilt to the right, spilling all the food onto the customer next to him.

"Hey, are you blind? You can't even hold a dish steady, how can you be a waiter?" A nearby customer suddenly jumped up, covered in grease, and immediately cursed Yang Xia when he saw him. But Yang Xia seemed not to hear him. He hugged his head tightly and squatted on the ground. The veins on his neck bulged, as if he was enduring unspeakable pain, and from time to time he could hear a low growl.

The customer was dumbfounded. It’s bad enough that you poured the food on me, but you also want to scam me. He quickly shouted to the onlookers, "Hey, I didn't do anything. He poured the food on me first. I just said one thing, seriously, you believe me."

Of course, the customers watching nearby saw what happened and immediately said, "Brother, it has nothing to do with you, but this little brother seems to be a little bit abnormal." Other customers also echoed, "Yeah, yeah, is he sick?"

"He seems to be in pain. Should we help call an ambulance?"

While the onlookers were discussing, the owner of the snack stand finally squeezed in through the crowd and saw Yang Xia kneeling on the ground holding his head, seemingly in great pain. He immediately ran over to help Yang Xia up, "Xiao Xia, Xiao Xia, are you okay? Xiao Xia." At this time, Yang Xia finally fainted, unable to bear it. The onlookers saw that someone had fainted and immediately shouted, "Call 120!"

"Hurry, hurry, help the person up first"

Everyone hurriedly helped Yang Xia lie down flat.

When Yang Xia woke up, he was in the hospital ward. After a doctor's examination, he learned his physical condition: brain cancer! !

Yang Xia turned off the TV, placed the remote on the bedside table, and looked out the window. If the doctor was right... I didn't have much time left. He smiled wryly and shook his head. He thought about his life, from being abandoned at birth to living a diligent life as an adult. He had done nothing wrong, never committed a crime. Why did he have to endure this? It was as if Heaven had rejected him. As he pondered this, Yang Xia felt his head begin to ache again. He closed his eyes, cleared his mind, and drifted off to sleep.

"Quick, prepare first aid, the patient's condition is deteriorating rapidly, first aid must be given immediately." This was followed by a rapid beeping sound. Yang Xia tried hard to open his eyes, but his body seemed to be out of his control. He wanted to move his fingers, but he was also unable to do anything.

"Am I going to die like this? This is good, I can finally have a good rest." After thinking about it, Yang Xia relaxed his mind and quietly waited for the arrival of death.

At this moment, scenes of his previous life suddenly flashed before Yang Xia's eyes: he was looking for a job, and he was watching with envy his brothers and sisters in the orphanage being adopted by kind people one by one. Until finally, at the door of the orphanage, he saw a newborn baby in the arms of a woman, walking around the door of the orphanage, accompanied by a man.

He looked at the baby in his arms and inexplicably knew that this baby was him. Could these two people be his biological parents? Thinking of this, he tried hard to see their faces, but they were covered in a hazy gray, making it impossible to see anything. Despite this, he still concentrated all his attention on them, wanting to ask them why they had given birth to him and then abandoned him! He had so many questions to ask, and so many grievances to express!

Just as Yang Xia's eyes were filled with tears, the woman said, "Alright, just leave it here. It's not an important thing anyway. Throwing it to an orphanage is a kind gesture on our part."

"I told you long ago, just throw it into any stinky ditch. Why did you have to run so far? What if someone saw you?"

"What are you yelling at me for? What if someone sees you and calls the police?" The woman said, then she threw the baby out the door and dragged the man back. "Let's go, don't let anyone catch us. Go back and try to have a girl. I heard girls are in high demand these days."

The man was pulled by the woman, and he kept muttering, "What can I do if he is discovered? He is my child, I can do whatever I want to him." His voice became smaller and smaller until the picture disappeared in front of Yang Xia.

"It turns out that... I am an unimportant thing, hahaha." Hearing the conversation in the picture, Yang Xia's heart seemed to be pierced by something. He finally knew why he was abandoned. It was ridiculous that he still held on to the pitiful hope that one day he would be taken away by his parents, but in the end it was just a pitiful fantasy.

Yang Xia closed her eyes, and inexplicably recalled her words, "An unimportant person in exchange for two cute knights, I am willing, I am very willing." She can also exchange for other people's lives, what about me?

If possible, let me... come and get you back.