Super Seminary: Blade of the Sky

In the early morning, Yan opened the door and a butterfly flew over with its wings flapping. Yan stretched out a finger and slowly caught it.

"Ah... um!" Cato pushed open the door and walked out, twisting his hips, stretching, and ready to go out with the sword he had polished yesterday.

As soon as Cato walked into the yard, he was stunned. Looking at the beautiful scene in front of him, he gritted his teeth.

"Li Chenyi, you deserve to die!"

Yan smiled, staring at the butterfly. Its two small wings opened and closed, and it flew away again after a while.

Cato came to his senses and shook his head, "My Ellie, why did you join the army? Wuwuwu..."

Yan noticed Kato, looked at his sad face, and joked:

"What's wrong Cato? Why are you looking so gloomy so early in the morning?"

Cato shook his head when he heard something familiar.

"Hiss... Never mind... Yan! I'm going to General Olaf's house today. He's also Li Chenyi's teacher. If you're here, come with me!"

Yan nodded and muttered to himself, "Olaf? That kid's swordsmanship teacher? We should meet him."

"Let's go then."

Cato nodded and walked out quickly. Since it was not a sales day, there were not many people on the street.

A child came skipping over and waved excitedly at Cato, "Brother Cato! Aren't you going to the blacksmith shop today?"

Cato patted his head and said, "Della, you go by yourself today. I have something to do now."

Della nodded, turned around and prepared to leave, but suddenly found Yan

"Wow! Beautiful sister! Can you be my wife?" Della said with her big eyes shining.

Yan shook his head, "No, kid."

Cato patted him on the head and said, "You little brat, you are so rude! This is Li Chenyi's wife. She is the apprentice of your grandfather Olaf!"

Della pouted and said aggrievedly, "Oh, but the pretty sister looks like the Thunder God of War!"

Yan squatted down and touched his head, "Little friend, when you love someone, you can't just look at the appearance, you also have to look at the heart. The love of an angel is pure."

Della thought about it, then nodded seriously, "I understand, pretty sister! Then I'll go to the blacksmith shop."

"Go ahead." Yan said with a smile

Cato scratched his head. "Don't mind Yan, he's the grandson of General Olaf. His parents died on the battlefield, and he's been quite rebellious since he was a child."

"It's okay, that kid is quite interesting."

Cato nodded, and on the way he began to talk again.

"Yan, you don't know, right? When Li Chenyi first started practicing swordsmanship, he suffered a lot. Olaf only demonstrated it a few times and asked him to imitate and learn. If he made mistakes many times, he would be scolded."

"Every time he ate dinner, he always looked a little bruised, which made my mother so sad! I really didn't know what he insisted on.

When we first met, he suddenly asked me if he could become stronger? Eh... Sometimes he makes people feel lonely, and sometimes he seems like a fool..."

Yan lowered her head and listened carefully. She felt that she did not seem to understand Li Chenyi.

"Kid, do you want to become stronger so badly? And where did you come from? Eh..."

Cato, who was chattering, suddenly stopped

"What's wrong, Cato?" Yan asked

"Well... it's in front. I'll give you the sword, and you give it to him as a token of your appreciation."

Kato handed the sword to Yan, who nodded and took it.

Cato walked into the room where Olaf was drinking and there was a newspaper on the table.

"Uncle Olaf, I brought someone for you. Guess who it is?" Cato said with a wicked smile.

"Stinky boy, don't bully me because I'm old, just say it!" Olaf said lightly while drinking.

"Yan! Come in and show it to Uncle Olaf!" Cato raised the corner of his mouth.

Yan walked in slowly with a sword in his hand, looked at Olaf and nodded, "Hello, Uncle Olaf."

Olaf stood up in surprise, "You! You...you are the angel Yan!"

Before Yan could answer, Cato interrupted and said,

"He's the wife of your apprentice Li Chenyi. How could he be the Thunder God of War? They just look alike. Uncle, you're really getting old and confused."

Olaf shook his head and stared at Yan and said

"You are the Holy Left Wing, Angel Yan! Right? My feeling can't be wrong. A hundred years ago, when I was still a child, I met her once!"

Yan nodded, "Yes, uncle, I am Angel Yan. This sword is for you. It was painstakingly made by Kato. Li Chenyi and I didn't bring anything. We will apologize to you next time."

Cato stared at Angel Yan with wide eyes and said tremblingly

"You...you...you are Angel Yan! I thought you just looked alike, but why are you two always acting like this...I'm so pissed!"

Yan covered his mouth and smiled slightly, "I didn't say I wasn't."

Olaf sat on the stool again. "How could that brat win the favor of the Thunder God of War?"

But the smile on his lips could hardly be concealed.

Yan shook his head. "Li Chenyi is a good person, although... we haven't met him formally yet."

"Poof! Cough cough" Olaf spit out the wine he just drank, and Cato covered his face helplessly.

Yan looked at the two of them helplessly and said, "Kato, Uncle Olaf, are you really that surprised?"

"Not bad/not bad!" The two smiled at each other in unison.

Olaf coughed and said proudly

"When we were practicing swordplay, I noticed that boy was sometimes absent-minded. Later, I found out that he liked an angel."

"But I didn't expect it to be the Holy Left Wing. Oh... he must have suffered so much."

Yan nodded and said, "I only found out about him later. He... I was quite interested in him."

"Have you decided on him?" Olaf took a sip of wine.

Yan nodded without hesitation, "If he doesn't change his mind, I..."

Olaf waved his hand and said, "Alright, alright. If you have a chance, bring him back to see me. You little brat, why don't you come back and visit me!"

Yan nodded, looked at Olaf and asked, "Uncle, can you tell me about Li Chenyi?"

Olaf took another sip of his wine, stood up and took out two stools.

"You guys take a seat first, Li Chenyi! I know a lot! That brat couldn't hide his secrets, and I made him blurt them out. He..."

The time we spend together always passes quickly. As noon approached, Della came running back.

"Grandpa! The master praised me for my progress today!" Della ran into the house and shouted loudly.

Seeing the three people staring at him, Della lowered his head shyly, "Beautiful... beautiful sister, Kato brother, hello."

"Asshole, why don't you speak so softly to your grandfather?" Olaf said with a doting look.

"Grandpa! I will be able to forge a good sword soon! If you teach me, I will join the army!" Della said with a determined look.

Olaf shook his head helplessly. "Alright, I know I can't persuade you. I'll teach you in two years."

"Okay! But... beautiful sister, why are you here?" Della turned her head and asked in confusion.

Big Mouth Cato said first, “Hey, Della, give up your idea.

She is Li Chenyi's wife-to-be. Has Li Chenyi forgotten? She is your grandfather's most proud disciple.

"Brother Chen Yi? Okay... But pretty sister, if he bullies you, come to me and I will beat him to death!" De La pouted and clenched her fists.

Yan touched his head and said, "Thank you, little friend. If he bullies me, I will tell you, okay?"

Although Della was a little embarrassed, she nodded firmly.

……

Yan asked Kato to say goodbye to Aunt Liz, and then went to the cemetery of Andrew and Drummond, which had been well maintained by the people in the town.

After returning home, Cato expressed his apology to Liz. Liz raised her hand, and Cato fled in panic.

"Mother! Mother!"

Liz sighed, "Why do these two kids always leave without saying goodbye? Eh..."

Yan walked to the tombstone of Drummond. The sea of ​​flowers within a radius of 100 meters swayed slightly. Yan was a little surprised.

The crisscrossing yet tranquil and beautiful flower beds are obviously not naturally grown.

Yan thought for a moment, then suddenly smiled again. She sat on the ground, quietly looking at the stone tablet, the flowers swaying, the two of them seemed to be having a silent conversation.

After an unknown amount of time, a whisper came, "Father, I'm leaving."

She came to Andrew's tombstone again and gently stroked the stone with her fingers.

I thought that a hundred years of abstinence and a thousand years of fighting would be enough to make her calm, but now, the high wall of reason has been broken down by the surging emotions.

Yan squatted down, leaning against the stone tablet and sobbing silently. She thought about a lot of things, the past, the present and the unknown future.

After a long time, Yan spread his white wings and flew away into the distance.