allonlinenovel Chapter 468 Necessary Things
Chapter 468 Necessary Things
The An Ming that Ying knew had always been this kind of person.
"Don't worry, Sister Sakura."
"I have to do it."
"wait me back."
He always said things like that, but it was never just talk.
An Ming is that kind of person, who takes all the danger on himself, as if no one else can do it except him, and only his death can save everyone.
Ying actually understands everything and is willing to understand An Ming's ideas.
But she just didn't want to watch him die.
Everyone is looking forward to a hopeful future for the world, but Sakura is the only one who hopes that Anming can survive, be an ordinary person, and not have to work so hard anymore.
Living like that was really tiring. During these dozens of amber ages in Izumo, Sakura finally understood a little bit of what An Ming had once shouldered.
That is the weight of an entire planet. Countless people are looking forward to you, expecting you to save this world on the verge of extinction.
But who will save you?
The only thing Ying doesn't want is An Ming to die, and she admits that this idea is selfish.
But...why is it always him? Why is this world so cruel to him?
Sakura wants to use her own life to bear the consequences of Anming's behavior in Izumo, but the more she understands, the more powerless she feels. The person Izumo is facing is not a "god" like Edo Star.
But a real——
[Star God]
It is not a projection, nor an incarnation, but a real star god.
Sakura didn't know how to save the entire Izumo from the shadow of Dainichi. For ten whole Amber Ages, she couldn't think of even a single solution.
After countless repetitions, the final outcome remained unchanged.
Out of 100 million deductions, she only survived three times.
After 100 million deductions, the number of times that Izumo was not swallowed by the sun was zero.
Dead end.
This is a dead end that cannot be changed, and it is also Izumo's fate.
Ying didn't mean to blame An Ming, she was just too afraid to see An Ming facing his inevitable death again.
“Sorry, I… didn’t mean that.
"Sister Ying, you didn't do anything wrong."
An Ming put Lan back to its original place, as if nothing had happened. Lan just floated in the original place obediently, as if nothing had happened.
Feng Chuanxiu noticed the abnormality at the first moment, but logically speaking, no one except the one who wielded the imperial sword could pull out the imperial sword.
But the strong wind field did disappear briefly, and it felt like [Lan] had completely disappeared.
But when he arrived at the scene, only An Ming greeted him with a smile.
"Sakura-sama...?"
"nothing."
Ying briefly interrupted Fengchuan Xiu's follow-up, which actually meant "I have something to say, but I don't want to talk about it, get out of here."
Since the imperial sword was fine and Feng Chuanxiu left tactfully, Ying finally breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she was not facing Yuan Yuesheng. That little princess was much more difficult to deal with.
"Are you feeling any discomfort?"
"Sister Ying, it's really okay. I have a good relationship with Zhao Dao," An Ming then revealed the innocent smile of a seven-year-old child, which made Ying speechless for a rare time.
This only fooled Meiyi. Ying could only pinch his face hard and said in a deep voice, "Go back to the room and let me check it."
The backlash of the imperial sword is no joke. If an ordinary person is touched by it, the lightest consequence would be the loss of his life, and the worst would be the soul devoured by the sword on the spot.
"it is good."
An Ming didn't refuse this time, which made Ying feel completely relieved.
Ying nodded in satisfaction, and before An Ming took a few steps, she hugged him in her arms.
"Sister Ying, I'm not a child anymore."
"Since I'm the older sister, you'll always be the child," Ying's voice sounded happy for some reason, as if she really enjoyed being An Ming's older sister.
An Ming had no choice but to follow Ying's instructions and return to the bedroom obediently.
Ying pulled Shuang out of the scabbard, held it with both hands and handed it to An Ming, with complex emotions flashing in her eyes, "Hold Shuang," she didn't want to see that kind of scene -
If An Ming can use every imperial sword at will, it can only mean that he is the imperial sword that Izumo has been looking for...the one that saves the world!
The name of salvation means salvation.
Before salvation, there is often another meaning, which is sacrifice.
What is salvation? It is to burn out the dawn created by the sun, and to tear out the only light in the darkest world alone.
An Ming took the frost with both hands without hesitation. In an instant, a howling ice storm covered his eyes. The cherry blossoms in front of him were instantly wiped out by the endless frozen earth, and his ice-blue eyes were revealed among the heavy snow.
【Heavenly Winter Clothes】
"You finally choose to accept this fate?"
"Even if the person in front of me sacrifices himself, he can keep the last spark of fire for Izumo."
"Are you going to do it your own way, too?"
A huge black outline gradually appeared on the endless frozen ground. The figure looked at An Ming, as if waiting for his answer.
That is the only solution and the best solution.
Sakura's existence itself is Izumo's new ending. Even though that ending is still not so good, it is like the nihilistic ending that annihilates everything.
Although he is not a royal swordsman of the Izumo people and is not strong enough to save the world, he can still retain the last hope.
"What is fate?"
An Ming said calmly: "Before I find the meaning of existence, any fate is not my fate."
"Your knife is not up to standard."
In the midst of the wind and snow, An Ming slowly opened his eyes and saw Ying's cheek close to him. His eyes were full of nervousness, and his right hand was still holding the handle of Frost's knife, as if he would take it back immediately if the situation went wrong.
Ying's mood is very complicated. She hopes An Ming can succeed, but she also doesn't want him to succeed.
But as long as he is okay.
The frost blade trembled slightly, and then turned dim.
"Sister Ying, I told you it's okay," Ying was relieved by An Ming's condition, but soon became worried again. Someone who was not a user of the Zhao Sword could touch the Zhao Sword at will, and the Zhao Sword didn't even have any backlash.
An Ming raised Frost and slashed with the sword. The extremely cold blade light slashed out as he wished, leaving a streak of frost on the wall.
cherry:"......"
She took the cream handed to her by An Ming and murmured, "It's you after all."
Only An Ming could do such a thing. She didn't know when she was no longer so surprised. After all, An Ming could always perform miracles.
From Lan just now to Shuang now, An Ming can clearly use any imperial sword at will. It doesn't matter if he doesn't become an imperial sword user, as if he was born to be the master of the imperial sword.
"I am okay."
An Ming still said the words that Ying was most familiar with. She held An Ming in her arms with heartache. Why was it always like this? Could it not change this time?
She was much stronger than when she was on Edo Planet, but she was still insignificant in front of the Star God.
I became strong in order to protect the important people, but why, even though I have tried my best to practice, nothing can change?
Sakura just felt so tired, but even so, she was probably not even one-tenth as tired as the boy in front of her.
"An Ming."
"What's wrong, sister?"
"After we leave here, I'll take you to see the cherry blossoms."
Sakura pinched Yasuaki's cheek. She liked this when she was on Edo Star. "It's spring all year round there, and the cherry blossoms are always in bloom."
An Ming nodded slightly, "I wonder which is more beautiful than maple leaves." After saying that, he remembered that he should write a letter to Mei, so he took out paper and pen from the bedside table, pushed open the window and sat down on it.
"Writing to her again?"
"Well, if I don't write letters, Mei will miss me," An Ming explained seriously. He wrote many letters along the way, and every time at this time, Sakura would sit quietly beside him, reading a book, but her eyes were always a little vague.
An Ming did not hide it from Ying. He just felt that Ying was as cute as a little child at that moment. As long as he stopped writing and turned his head, he could see Ying cutely lifting the book up, covering her cheeks guiltily, leaving only her snow-white neck exposed.
Once, Ying mustered up the courage to ask An Ming if he could write her a letter, but the reply she got was that since she could see him every day when she opened her eyes, it seemed there was no need to write a letter.
This answer was actually very reasonable, but Sakura still couldn't help feeling a little disappointed. It was not until the next morning when she saw the envelope beside her pillow that a rare expression of joy appeared on her cold little face.
An Ming finally wrote a letter to Sakura, and from that day on, every month, he would write a letter to Sakura at the same time as he wrote to Mei.
The letters to Mei mostly introduced recent experiences and scenery, while Sakura's letters were more about spiritual communication, which inevitably made the seven-year-old Xiao Anming feel distressed.
In order to write a letter that would satisfy Sakura, An Ming, in addition to practicing swordsmanship, also spent more time studying books other than Izumo history. Fortunately, he had excellent talent and learned very quickly.
A month after arriving at Storm Fortress, An Ming and Ying prepared to leave the next day. Their destination was the Central Plains area behind the fortress, which was also a very prosperous area in Izumo.
The Lianxin Lake where Sakura usually lives can be reached along the way. It is said that you can always see a rain of flowers from the sky there.
"The family in charge of governing the southern part of the Izumo Plain is the Uesugi family. Three Amber Chronicles ago, the Imperial Sword [喰] was broken while slaying thousands of dead souls. Since then, no Imperial Sword User has appeared in the Uesugi family."
Sakura used the pen to draw the forest area on the plain, which was also the first area she arrived at after passing through the Storm Barrier. The pen continued upwards and landed on the top farther away.
"This is the Yuan Family, and it is also the end point of your journey. The Zhaodao Palace is built in the Yuan Family."
An Ming listened carefully to Ying's explanation, but his eyes unconsciously fell on her slightly trembling eyelashes. Ying had a serious personality, and looked particularly charming when she was serious.
That kind of reliable and mature big sister style always gives An Ming great peace of mind. As long as Sakura is there, he doesn't need to worry about the future.
"Are you listening carefully?" Ying pursed her lips slightly, raised the small pen and tapped it lightly on An Ming's forehead, "I heard from the knights of the Fengchuan family that there have been abnormalities in the recent communications with the Uesugi family."
"This is not within the scope of the Imperial Sword Master's mission, but it is always good to gain the recognition of one more family head."
Ying didn't want to say that she did it for An Ming, nor did she want An Ming to bear so much pressure because of it. These were all things she was willing to do, and she did it willingly.
She was too much inferior to An Ming, just this little bit, how could it compare to his salvation of her?
"Thank you for your hard work, Sister Ying."
An Ming did not say thank you, but kept the gratitude deep in his heart and would repay it a thousand times in the future.
With actions rather than words, he was used to doing that.
Ying rubbed his head. Even the coldest ice would melt into warm water in front of An Ming. "I haven't done anything yet."
After lunch, An Ming came to the terrace of the Storm Wall alone and sat cross-legged, feeling the baptism of the strong wind.
But this time he saw Feng Chuan Xiu, who was standing on the edge of the cliff practicing sword alone below the terrace.
Feng Chuanxiu is actually a man who has nothing to do with his name. He has a resolute face and well-trained muscles all over his body. He looks like he has nothing to do with the word "xiu".
If you must say it, it's just the way of speaking that is very elegant?
When An Ming came down from the terrace, Feng Chuanxiu had been waiting for a long time and extended his right hand to him, "Brother An Ming, I heard you're leaving and have a safe journey."
The seven-year-old An Ming blinked in confusion, "Thank you, Senior Fengchuan, for the hospitality. We will set off to continue our journey tomorrow morning."
"You still have a knot in your heart."
Feng Chuanxiu placed Lan in front of him. His voice was as serious as ever, but he showed a lot more appreciation for An Ming.
Yasuaki is a true genius and a leader who is expected to lead Izumo to change his destiny, even if doing so would go against the will of the Minamoto family.
Fengchuan Xiu had no opinion about the little princess. Rather, he had special respect for her. As the youngest heir of "Sky", she supported the sky of the Amber Age in Izumo with her tiny body.
However, Yuan Yuesheng also had obvious opinions about the son of Takamagahara, and brought him to the Zhaodao Palace for trial. Since the first trial, no one has ever survived the trial.
After all, the content of the trial... is to face the original Imperial Sword Master.
Feng Chuan Xiu didn't want An Ming to die, so he needed him to become a martial arts master before the trial, that is, when he was ten years old.
During this period of time, he instructed his assistant to reveal the essence of the body-building method to An Ming intentionally or unintentionally. After all, with An Ming's uncanny talent, it was enough for him to comprehend the entirety of using his body as a sword within a month.
"Senior Fengchuan, do you know what Takamagahara looks like?"
"No one knows."
Gaotian was originally the kingdom of the gods above the sky, but after the disaster it became the world of evil beasts.
It doesn’t matter what Takama-ga-hara looks like in the eyes of the people of Izumo, but no one knows what the real Takama-ga-hara is like.
"I'm from Takamagahara, but I've lived in Izumo since I was a child," Yasuaki said softly, "I want to find the meaning of existence."
"Then go."
Feng Chuanxiu said word by word: "A person always has things that he must do."
To see the girl in your heart, to see the apricot trees in your hometown, or to fulfill an unfulfilled promise.
There are always things that a person must accomplish, so don't leave any regrets.
"Going to Takamagahara?"
"Let's go to Takamagahara."
Fengchuan Xiu affirmed Anming's words. What's wrong with Takama-ga-hara? Just like people in the past never imagined that they could defeat eight million gods.
"So what are your musts?"
"guard."
Feng Chuanxiu slowly put on his helmet, "The first line of defense."