Chapter 202: The Old Man Comes Down the Mountain

He closed the envelope, and the matters of the Heartflow Flow Swordsmanship Dojo came to a temporary pause.

He only hoped that the lazy old man would come down the mountain to help.

In the following time, Leo focused on improving his own strength.

A day later.

“Brother Leo, a letter has been delivered from outside.”

Ida handed a gray letter to Leo.

Leo opened it and saw the words written inside:

“Not bad! As expected of my disciple, I will leave the Heartflow Flow to you from now on. I am going to travel the world!”

Pah!

What world travel? Given the old man’s nature, he probably just lay flat in the deep mountains, completely acting like a hands-off manager, planning to retire.

No, he had to find a way to force him down the mountain, but what method should he use?

“Brother Leo, there’s also this thing. I don’t know who sent it.”

In his contemplation, Ida’s words interrupted his thoughts, and several disciples walked in carrying a large box.

The wooden box was entirely white and over a meter long.

“Are you sure this is for our Heartflow Flow Swordsmanship Dojo?”

Ida replied, “Yes, that person just dropped off the box and left.”

Upon hearing this, Leo no longer hesitated and opened the box, revealing a long sword.

“This is the Sword of Asawakh!”

Leo’s eyes widened in surprise; this sword looked exactly like Asawakh, but his Asawakh was still in his hand.

Leo picked up the long sword, drew it from its sheath, and gently swung it. The cold blade reflected a bright sheen; this sword was sharper than Asawakh and made of better material.

[Name of the Sword]: Asawakh·Modified

[Rank]: Legendary

[Attack]: SSS+

[Strength]: SSS+

[Skills]:

1. Sword Shadow Clone: The wielder can create one to one hundred clones, each capable of delivering an attack with double the power of the original in its normal state. The clones disappear after one attack, and the number of clones depends on the user, with a maximum of one hundred.

2. Sword Shadow Clones appear in the wielder’s line of sight, and the wielder can teleport to the location of any clone at any time, swapping places with it.

Sword Barrier: Consumes the wielder’s magic power to create a solid defensive shield in front of them, capable of defending against magical and physical attacks. The defense strength depends on the wielder’s magic power, with the maximum being able to defend against SSS-class attacks.

Heavenly Thunder and Earth Fire: An SSS-class ultra-large attack magic that summons heavenly thunder and earth fire, causing apocalyptic disasters.

Magic Blade: Can absorb the flowing magic power in nature and store it in the sword, while also replenishing the user’s consumption.

This is the enhanced version of the Sword of Asawakh, a legendary weapon, and all its skills have been strengthened.

Among legendary weapons, although it is not top-tier, its quality is still first-rate.

Aside from him, only Michelle knew the details about the Sword of Asawakh, so it was obvious who sent it.

Suddenly, a surge of heat flowed from Leo’s heart, filling his chest and spreading throughout his body.

The intense feeling in his heart could not be extinguished; instead, it burned even more fiercely, difficult to suppress.

In recent days, he had been trying hard to suppress thoughts of Michelle, using training to numb himself. Now, looking at the gift sent by the saintess, the repressed feelings in his heart erupted like a flood breaking through a dam, surging endlessly.

He wanted to know Michelle’s true thoughts; he had to see her again.

“What’s wrong? Brother Leo?” Ida looked at him with concern.

“I’m fine; I know who sent this.”

Leo put away the Sword of Asawakh. Now he didn’t have to worry about the sword issue; holding this sword felt like the saintess was accompanying him.

Then, Leo went to his room to write a letter:

“Old man, I have fallen in love with a girl and want to take her as my wife, but her faction is very powerful, and there are many experts. I cannot face them alone, so I need to borrow your strength. I have decided on her for life; if you don’t want your disciple to be single forever, please lend me a hand.”

Leo sealed the envelope, feeling troubled about not having a suitable reason to coax the old man down the mountain; this reason should be sufficient.

Originally, he didn’t want to involve the old man, but since the old man, as a teacher, wanted to leave all the troubles of revitalizing the Heartflow Flow to him alone, he couldn’t blame him for using a little trick and borrowing the old man’s strength to see Michelle and, if possible, take her away.

The morning after the letter was sent.

At this time, Ida was cleaning in front of the door when he suddenly noticed an old man standing outside the swordsmanship Dojo.

He rubbed his eyes; at first, there was no one here, and this old man appeared out of nowhere, thinking it was an illusion.

“Old man, this is the Heartflow Flow Swordsmanship Dojo, and we only accept children as disciples. If you are here to challenge us, I advise you to give up; Brother Leo is very powerful,” Ida said as he stepped forward.

“The Heartflow Flow Swordsmanship Dojo, that’s right. That kid did well; take me inside,” the old man said.

Ida didn’t know who he was and didn’t dare to be careless. “I’ll go tell Brother Leo.”

Upon hearing the news, Leo was somewhat speechless. How worried was the old man that he rushed over so urgently to help him find a wife?

Leo first gathered all the disciples together, then invited the old man in, introducing him to the disciples: “This is my master, the current head of the Heartflow Flow Swordsmanship Dojo, and also your master, who will teach you in the future.”

The old man frowned upon hearing this, “Kid, didn’t you say you were going to take a wife? Why are you making me teach a bunch of kids?”

“Old man, isn’t this giving you something to do? To prevent you from getting senile,” Leo shrugged, pretending to care for him.

“Pah! Is that how you talk? I’m still strong,” the old man glared at him.

“That’s right; since you’re strong, it’s even less suitable for you to retire. You should find more things to do.”

“…” He felt like he had been trapped.

“I don’t want to hear your nonsense; where’s your wife?” the old man asked.

Leo sighed and pointed in the direction of the church headquarters, saying, “She’s over there, the recently famous chosen saintess.”

The old man was dumbfounded, “You went out for more than a year and managed to run off with the church’s chosen saintess. Aren’t you afraid those church people will kill you?”

“Isn’t that why I’m asking you for help? From now on, my lifelong happiness depends on you.”

“What should we do?” the old man asked directly, as the future granddaughter-in-law was more important than the church.

Leo became serious, “She is currently traveling the empire under the protection of the church’s experts and is on her way back. She is expected to return to the imperial capital in less than ten days. Old man, you just need to intercept all the church experts when they approach the imperial capital, and then I will find a chance to meet her.”

The old man nodded, “No problem, you can rest assured.”

Leo sighed inwardly; it sounded easy to say, but it was difficult to do. If Michelle was unwilling to leave with him, would he really have to kidnap her? He currently couldn’t bring himself to go against her will and forcibly take her away.

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