Chapter 262: Sevan and Setru
In the forest, the carriage toppled over, the horses wailing as they crashed.
Amidst the neighing horses, the demonic wolves roared menacingly. In the sky, a man named C floated in mid-air, his expression swishing with pride.
C tried to look around, trying to locate the seraph.
Green wings flapped in mid-air, the roar of demonic beasts.
The scorching sun was accompanied by slight tremors from the ground.
C tried to locate the seraph, but no matter how hard he tried,
he couldn't see it. His gaze was fixed on the collapsed carriage.
The carriage was likely inhabited, so
C smiled slightly. "Do you think I didn't know you were hiding inside the carriage?"
In just a moment, it couldn't disappear at that speed. Hiding in the carriage
Little boy, you underestimate my thoughtfulness!
Chai C imbued his spirit with the blade. Green light enveloped the blade, creating a gust of wind that spun around the blade.
Chai C charged toward the carriage. Pew!
The green light grew longer than Chai C's body.
The beam of light pierced the carriage. Pew!
BOOM!
The carriage was completely destroyed, with wood scattered everywhere.
"Now, where's the little boy!?"
Chai C smiled confidently, believing Seraph must be here.
But he was wrong.
At a certain location, Seraph had already run a considerable distance. Whoosh!
Trees were all over Seraph's path, but Seraph used his speed to his advantage and managed to escape.
Seraph expected Chaip to catch up to him. But he immediately misjudged the situation. Man C remained where he was.
"That guy didn't follow. That means Mr. One's potion is extremely effective.
I need to find the medicinal formula for Mr. One to repay him... I think he said he needed the medicinal formula too...
Let's talk about that first. We need to find a way to escape those guys."
Seraph ran off, running aimlessly.
Seraph checked his feet. They were moving quickly.
Running faster than a normal person, he felt light.
"Excellent. Excellent. With such a light body and such speed, it's no wonder cultivators are so strong. I'll get stronger someday. But…"
Seraph wiped his face. Sweat was pouring down his body and face.
All over Seraph's body, sweat from exercising made him feel like he had used up a lot of energy from running.
"So tiring. I'm so worthless. Even just running takes this much energy.
I need to find a place to catch my breath quickly...?
No, run as fast as you can. When I find a good place, I'll rest for safety.
Seraph is very tired from running away, but he still decides to find a place to rest.
In one place, Seria is standing in the middle of nature.
Around him are trees, the young Seria and Sinon, who's standing next to him.
Seria stands with his arms crossed, proud.
Before them, Ling Yue stands silently, mindful of his surroundings.
Ling Yue's voice rang out, not understanding the situation.
"Little one, this is my study time. What are you trying to do?"
Seria made a gesture as if to snap her fingers, making a "chuck, chuck, chuck" sound.
Seria looked at her fingers, but there was no sound. "Huh? Why isn't there a sound? I thought I did it right.
What's wrong with snapping your fingers to make a sound?"
Seria turned to Sinon and asked.
Seria replied, "So what do you want? You brought me here. What do you want to do?"
Seria frowned, displeased. "I don't know. I just brought you here." How do you prepare for the stage?
Sinon tilted his head, puzzled. Seria's gaze met his. "What are you planning?"
Seria picked up two masks and held them up. They were dark green, with scissors designs cut on them.
"Here, get ready. We're going on stage soon."
Sinon took the strangely designed masks and held them up.
"A stage? Didn't you tell me about the plans?"
Seria smiled slyly, ignoring Sinon. His gaze focused on Ling Yue.
"Teacher, hurry up and get ready. The stage is about to start."
The two were confused by what Seria had just said.
In a location in Gollen Village, student council president Sora was standing on a stage in a large, open space.
It looked like a fighting arena. The stage floor was made of white stone.
And a large sign was erected so that people looking around could clearly see the performance.
Sora was wearing his school uniform, along with the student council sign.
And the student council members stood around the field.
Each of them was a reputable and strong individual, fitting for the student council.
And there was a path prepared for people to walk up to the stage. The student council members stood in a line.
A red carpet was laid out along the ground, waiting for the high-ranking person to approach.
Various villagers and people gathered around the upcoming performance.
The commoners were all very interested.
"Look! Look! What's going on?"
"I heard it's a fight?"
"Are you going to put on a show here?"
"That's right. The school's performance. It's the work of The students, the organizers.
"Huh, it's probably going to be a boring show. What's so interesting about it?"
"Boring? ... Look, what does that sign say?"
"A showdown between teachers and students!?"
Outside the village, Seria was wearing a mask.
Zenon followed helplessly.
"Then, come on. It's time to perform."
Seria ran hurriedly. Whoosh!
Zenon followed Seria, his mask covering his face.
The two ran into the village. Whoosh!
Ling Yue followed, his face expressionless. [Are these two kids crazy?
I thought they were luring me outside the village to ambush me. But no.
What are they trying to do? I don't understand these two kids' thinking.
I should be rushing back to check on the base, but they're meddling in these little brats' nonsense. How annoying!]
Inside the village, the Tenshin Clan members were all shopping.
Ordinary villagers were shopping.
The appearance of two masked children attracted considerable attention.
But the main reason for their attention was
Seria, a young girl, whose shouts drew attention. It was so loud, it was like, "Who's yelling this early in the morning?"
"The show's about to start!
The show's about to start!
Who's interested? Follow me!
Hurry, the show's about to start!
The show's about to start!
"
People were paying attention to Seria and Zenon.
"What? What's going on?"
"Don't you know? There's a school performance happening inside the village."
"A performance? What does that mean?"
"As the name suggests, it seems like Seren Tenshin High School is holding a school competition."
"Isn't it interesting? School students competing against each other. It's not appealing at all."
"Who told you that students were competing?"
"No, not students competing against each other. Where did you get the dogs to fight? "
"Haha, the sign says this: An old woman guarding a corpse, facing off against Sevan and See-Thru. Interesting, right?"
"If you're interested, why don't you wait and see?"
"Because the match time isn't certain. The leader of those guys doesn't give a definite time."
In front of the stage, Sora stands holding a green microphone, made from scissors' feet, emitting a green light.
He's standing near Sora's mouth.
Sora waits for the time, and people walk around, and the student council stands guard around the arena.
No one is standing around, watching. But when Sora opens his mouth slightly, he speaks loudly and clearly, using his magic microphone.
"Alright, audience, the match between Sevan and See-Thru and the old woman guarding a corpse.
It's about to begin. Anyone interested in the cultivator's battle can watch...!"
Sora looks off into the distance. Seria and Sinon were seen running at high speed.
"The duel is about to begin! Come and watch!"
Seria shouted at the top of her lungs.
Ling Yue followed, her eyes fixed on her.
Her nickname, the Old Woman Who Watches the Dead,
Sora looked at Ling Yue. "This is the one who will be participating in the duel?"