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Half a month ago, Yi returned here - his home destroyed in the war.

These days, he has one man and one sword, looking for any Imperial person who haunts the neighborhood, finding one and killing the other.

The Imperial Army sent several squads to search here, but none of them made it back alive.

Finally, they were scared. The Empire abandoned several small mines in the vicinity, and the perimeter forces were reduced to nearby towns.

However, they didn't imagine the horror of the enemy at all, as long as Yi was willing, he could easily kill all the Imperial people here.

But he didn't do that, just waited silently.

Soon, some wandering swordsmen rushed to hear the news. Yi used his powerful swordsmanship to earn their respect and asked them to protect the place for the time being.

After a few more days, some hunters hiding in the mountains found that the Imperial had left and began to return to the nearby villages, including some from the Sword Forge Village.

Yi visits them every day, and every time he sees a familiar face, he feels a little more warmth in his heart. But he never went out to meet those people because he was afraid that it would be the last goodbye.

He has what he must do, where he must go, who he must meet, and who he must untie.

Hatred is endless, Yi knows that he can't kill all the Imperials, and he knows that he has always targeted the Imperials in addition to revenge and also to escape hatred - a real blood hatred, a hatred rooted in the bone marrow left by the ancestors.

So he decided to give up for the time being, he couldn't escape anymore, he had to face some people and things that he didn't dare to face.

"Presidian, Rito, I'm coming."

On the first day of May, it's easy to walk through the primeval forests of the Ainia Mountains and smell the scent of flowers wafting from the Hyatt Garden.

The city is still so calm, so quaint and elegant.

This is the place where he lived for nearly ten years when he was a child, walking through familiar streets and people.

This is the place of fate that he bears, and seeing unfamiliar faces is like a world away.

He waited anxiously, and couldn't help but worry, he was not afraid but hesitant. But what should come always comes, and memories carry him to the outside of that familiar building.

The gate formed by the interweaving of two long swords, the most famous kendo hall in Ionia - Tianfeng Dojo. Today, it's as quiet as a tomb.

"Rito, come out and fight me!"

Yi Leng shouted, and the long sword in his hand emitted a cold sword qi and shot straight into the dojo.

There was the sound of footsteps, confusion and hurry. Yi frowned slightly, there were many people rushing to the door, but none of them were really strong, let alone the person he was looking for.

"Rito, why don't you come out and fight me. When you let me go, you should have expected today's situation. Yi looked at the people with swords in front of the door, and his eyes were still looking inside the dojo.

Everyone showed all kinds of strange eyes, and they all stared at the nameless swordsman at the door and commented.

"Who is this, who is actually coming to challenge the Heavenly Wind Sword Saint?"

"Haha, I guess I was defeated by the master many years ago, and I don't know how many years of retreat I came back to challenge. It's a pity that he doesn't know...... Ha ha. ”

"Hmph, I don't think so. You see, although this person looks sloppy, he is not very old, how can it be that he challenged the master in the first place. The master hadn't really made a move in the ten years since he started the Heavenly Wind Dojo, and he was even more ...... ten years ago."

The discussion became more and more intense, and the tone of the crowd became unkind.

"This man must have pretended to be in retreat for many years, and now he has come here to pretend."

"Hmph, if the master is still in the dojo now, how can such a young person have the courage to shout here."

"Although Master Rito has been gone for many years, the prestige of the Heavenly Wind Sword Saint will not allow such people to provoke. Let me meet him for a while, so that he can know what real swordsmanship is. ”

As the words fell, a middle-aged man stepped out with a sword.

Yi listened to everyone's discussions, his eyebrows became more and more frowned, and when he saw this person step forward, his right hand holding the sword shook slightly.

Yes, all they saw was the nameless swordsman's hand holding the sword for a moment. Then the sword in the middle-aged man's hand had been broken in two, and a cross sword mark appeared on his eyebrows at some point.

What a quick swordsmanship! Everyone immediately realized that this man was definitely not here to pretend.

Yi had already turned around and asked Youyou, "Rito, where did he go?" ”

"You...... Don't you really know? ”

"Master Rito...... It disappeared ten years ago. ”

Everyone showed surprised expressions, watching this strange swordsman appear in the distance in front of their eyes.

"That direction...... No, he won't be going to the Sword Pavilion. ”

"His sword is too fast, and Senior Brother Zeroth probably can't be faster than him. Oops, go and inform Senior Brother Yasuo, only his Wind Resisting Sword Skills can stop that person's sword. ”

……

Yi flew through the streets, clenching his sword hard in anger. He sneered, "Disappear, Rito, are you avoiding me?" Hmph, then I'll have to go find the two of them, remember, you forced me. ”

At dusk, Yi came to the sword towering on the outskirts of the city.

This is the forbidden place of the Rito family, and it was once his paradise. The siblings of Zelos and Irelia have been with him since childhood, and have spent countless happy days here.

Today, they have become the people Yi least wants to face. But he had to see that now that Rito was gone, the secret of the year could only be answered from his children.

With a squeak, the door of the Sword Pavilion was still as dilapidated as it had been back then, but it seemed to be able to fulfill its proper mission forever. It's as if Rito was always squinting and leaning against the doorway and dozing off, but Yi and Irelia have never been able to slip in from under his hands.

An imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of Yi's mouth, and he immediately froze after being discovered by himself.

With his sword in hand, he finally stepped through the door.

1st, 2nd, 3rd floor......

Yi walked slowly upwards and looked at the place curiously. Somewhere, his gaze froze.

On the ninth floor, at the entrance to the top on the ninth floor of the Sword Pavilion, he was stunned for a moment.

Further up, there is the real forbidden land. Even the members of the Rito family are not allowed to enter, only the inheritors of each generation are eligible.

Through that door, it was easy to sense a breath, very faint, unusually quiet. Beneath the quiet façade was the power that had been accumulated, just like the anger in his heart, suppressed only to explode at the last moment.

It's him, and he's in it

Yi pushed open the door, and there was a man standing in front of it. The man's body was long, and with that awe-inspiring momentum, the whole person was like a long sword about to be unsheathed.

And in the man's hand at this moment there was a sword, a sword that had been unsheathed.

"Yi, you're here."

The man's voice was as cold as the sword in his hand.

"Zeroth, you're waiting for me."

Yi glanced at him, and also raised the sword in his hand, and his voice was the same as that of the other party.

"Yes, I've been waiting for you, I've been waiting for a long time, but not long enough......," Zelos stopped talking, and finally just said two words.

"Draw your sword."

Yi slowly walked past Zeloth, leaving a flat voice: "No need, you are no longer qualified to let me draw my sword now." You're too weak to seem to have become an inheritor yet. ”

"You go, I'm looking for Rito." Yi said, walking step by step to the sword platform at the highest point in front.

There was a strange blade hanging on it, Yi had never seen it, but he could sense Rito's aura on it, and there was a kind of qi that belonged to a truly strong person.

With every step Yi took, his heart roared, "Great, Rito, let me give you a little more respect at the end." ”

"Rito, you at least have the courage to bear the sins you committed back then, and you didn't leave it to your children."

"Rito, at least you made it so hard for me. So in return...... I'll make your death a little more painful. ”