Divine Seal: From a Heavy Sword to Slicing Through the Holy Demon Continent

This... is an older brother?

Cai'er lowered her head shyly, a blush spreading across her face, and dared not meet Long Haoyu's gaze.

With her head down, she grasped Long Haoyu's hand again, her grip stiff and her movements slow.

"Thank you for protecting me, brother."

"My brother looks too much like my sister. I mistook him for her."

Long Haoyu smiled slightly, said nothing, but held Cai'er's hand and slowly began to write: "It's okay, no need to thank me. It's only natural for a boy to protect a girl."

Cai'er felt Long Haoyu's heartfelt concern, and her smile became even sweeter.

The man in white watched from the side. Although he was pleased to see a smile on Cai'er's face, his expression remained unchanged from the beginning.

In particular, since Long Haoyu declined his offer, he stopped focusing his attention on Long Haoyu.

With an indifferent gaze falling on Cai'er, the man in white said in a deep voice, "Since this young brother is unwilling to join our Assassin's Temple, then forget it."

"Now, you should come back with me!"

Cai'er froze, the white-clad man's words sounding to her like the whisper of a devil.

The face that had just been smiling sweetly suddenly showed fear, but even more so, disgust, and the little head shook wildly.

"You know your mission, you must go back!"

“This little guy was able to protect you from the wolf demon, but if I want to take you away, he definitely won’t be able to stop me.”

"You should know very well that if you remain stubborn, he will only end up getting hurt by me."

The man in white spoke coldly and walked indifferently toward Cai'er, preparing to begin his business.

As Cai'er watched the man in white approach her, the ferocity in her eyes erupted once more, and she glared fiercely at him.

Long Haoyu gently grasped Cai'er's wrist, shook his head at her, and then looked at the man in white with Wufeng in his hand.

The man in white was taken aback, then said calmly, "Little one, you are no match for me. If you want to protect her, you will only end up getting hurt by me."

“Senior, I am very grateful that you are willing to invite me to join your Assassin’s Temple.”

"But you said I would get hurt by your hand, you never said you would take my life!"

"As a squire knight, as long as he has a breath left, he should do his duty to protect those he is meant to protect!"

Long Haoyu's attitude was very firm.

The blunt, heavy sword in his hand, even with its considerable enhancement, was still powerful.

However, the gap between them and the man in white is still very obvious.

He even knew that the white-clad man taking Cai'er away was irreversible, but being in such an environment was truly unbelievable.

Seeing Cai'er's reluctance, seeing the white-clad man's persistence, and then thinking about all the trials Cai'er needs to go through.

He couldn't help himself; even if the outcome was irreversible, he absolutely couldn't let the man in white take Cai'er away so easily.

At least for now, the man in white firmly believed in the ideals of Cai'er's grandfather and her parents, and he wanted to make the man in white realize something.

Girls should be protected.

Children should be loved and cherished.

Even with responsibilities to bear, family should always come first.

For the sake of the Holy Demon Continent, it is a very noble ideal. He thinks that the practices of the Assassin Temple are extreme but understandable.

After all, no egg remains intact when the nest is overturned. While letting Cai'er undergo trials, she should at least be given some care and warmth!

He is now just an ant, but he also wants to shake the great tree of the Assassin's Temple.

If the man in white could be made to realize something, it might at least change the tragic situation after Cai'er was taken away.

"Big brother, no!"

"You are no match for him!"

Cai'er quickly stopped Long Haoyu and wrote faster again, afraid that Long Haoyu would do something impulsive.

After persuading Long Haoyu, Cai'er immediately flashed in front of the man in white, her fierce eyes flashing repeatedly.

"You don't want me to hurt him?" the man in white asked, and Cai'er quickly nodded.

The man in white said again, "Then you must promise me that you won't run away after you go back, and I won't hurt him."

Cai'er nodded again, her gaze fixed fiercely on the man in white, clearly afraid he might suddenly attack Long Haoyu.

She felt warmth from Long Haoyu and didn't want to see him suffer because of her.

"Big brother, I'll go back with him. He won't hurt me."

"You are no match for him, so don't fight him."

Cai'er wrote quickly, then took off the ring on her hand.

Seeing this, the man in white wanted to give a light shout, but he was met with Cai'er's murderous gaze, so he gave up in the end.

Cai'er slipped the ring onto Long Haoyu's finger and quickly wrote, "Big brother, my name is Cai'er. Please don't forget me, okay?"

After doing all this, Cai'er's purple eyes trembled slightly as she looked at Long Haoyu, holding her breath.

She was a little scared, afraid that the person who could suddenly bring her warmth would just disappear and become a thing of the past.

Her little face showed a nervous expression as she anxiously awaited Long Haoyu's answer.

P.S.: Ugh, I'm hopelessly lazy.

Cry to death.

then……

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Chapter 11: Cai'er's Reluctance to Part is Infuriating

Cai'er's fluttering eyelashes and pitiful look tugged at Long Haoyu's heartstrings.

The ring, with its blue base and gold forget-me-not patterns, still retains the warmth of Cherrie Ying's fingers.

After finishing writing, the little hand that was tightly holding his was trembling slightly with nervousness.

"Big brother, don't forget Cai'er."

"Okay...okay?"

Cai'er wrote in Long Haoyu's palm once again, her purple eyes already brimming with tears, glistening in her eye sockets.

Long Haoyu's heart clenched again, and he gently wiped Cai'er's eyes with his fingertips, the glistening tears sliding between his fingers.

Without a word, Long Haoyu pried Cai'er's hand open and gently wrote on her palm with his fingers: "Big brother will not forget Cai'er."

A bright smile bloomed on Cai'er's face, all the pitiful look in her eyes vanished, and the corners of her mouth pursed slightly.

He opened his mouth several times, trying to express his excitement in words, but no sound came out.

Long Haoyu looked at his Wufeng sword. There was a clasp on the hilt of Wufeng, which he had specially made after he obtained Wufeng, so that he could sometimes hook Wufeng with his fingers.

The warmth of the forget-me-not ring on his finger made him remove the clasp from the blade, and he used a lot of force to squeeze the ring into a size almost the same as Cai'er's finger.

"You gave your older brother a ring, and your older brother gave you a ring in return."

"This is a gift from your older brother to you, Cai'er."

Cai'er did not resist Long Haoyu putting the buckle on her.

It was an ordinary clasp, but at this moment it attracted all her attention. Her purple eyes silently stared at the clasp, trying to memorize every detail of its design.

"Big brother, Cai'er will definitely come to find you in the future."

Cai'er wrote a string of words on Long Haoyu's palm once again, then ran to the white-clothed man's side without looking back, not daring to look at Long Haoyu again.

I can't watch anymore, if I keep watching I really won't want to leave.

"Cai'er, let's go!"

The man in white sighed softly, watching Cai'er give the forget-me-not ring to Long Haoyu, and then seeing Long Haoyu slip a clasp onto Cai'er's finger. He felt a strange tightness in his chest.

He gently took Cai'er's hand, and with a few leaps, he was far away from here, not daring to linger any longer.

They didn't stop until they were quite far away, on a high peak.

Cai'er stood beside the man in white, looking at Long Haoyu, whose figure was now only a blur, and waved vigorously.

Goodbye, big brother!

Cai'er will miss you.

……

Long Haoyu has excellent eyesight.

He saw everything that was being waved from the mountaintop.

Gently stroking the forget-me-not ring on her finger, she was not moved by the fact that it was a spatial ring.

What truly made him feel somewhat melancholy was the emotion that Cai'er had poured into this ring.

At such a young age, she bore responsibilities that should not have been hers, as well as trials that seemed to drag on endlessly.

"Grandpa, I'm going to have to stab you a couple of times someday!"

"The existence of the demon race and your rule have caused countless tragedies like this!"

Long Haoyu sighed inwardly and tied Wufeng back to his body. The bloody smell from the sword filled his nostrils, somewhat pungent, yet also captivating.

“Brother, they just mentioned the Assassin’s Temple. Are they from the Assassin’s Temple?” Long Haochen greeted him.

Long Haoyu said in a gentle tone, "That's right, he's from the Assassin's Temple. That senior in white is no match for him."

Upon hearing this, Long Haochen's eyes immediately hardened as he said, "Brother, I will definitely work hard to cultivate so that I can help you when I encounter these kinds of things in the future."