Chapter 96 Yasuo vs. Riven, a fateful encounter

"Bad! Yasuo is here for revenge."

"This story revolves around the two of them. They are destined to be enemies!"

"From the way Riven confessed, it's clear that she doesn't want to live anymore."

"I admire her character. Although I don't know why she lost her memory before, she is brave enough to take responsibility after she remembers it."

"No wonder he is called the Exiled Emperor, he is so domineering and self-reflective, I strongly approve of him!!"

"Asa, are you determined to save Riven even if it means becoming a sinner in Ionia?"

"Although Riven is not his biological daughter and has indirectly been stained with his son's blood, he is still willing to give everything for her."

"I am in tears again, old man Asa!"

"Please, Su Dada, can we have a happy ending?"

"What are you thinking? Even Yongen was such a good person, but he stabbed him. Think about the previous stories, which were all tragic. How can there be a happy ending?"

"Obviously, he knew I was faking my sleep."

""so.""

“I won’t pretend anymore.”

"I looked up at him. His face was blurred in the gray shadow, but the scar on his nose was clearly visible."

"It's the samurai from before."

"Who are you anyway?"

Riven asked in a deep voice.

"The remnant soul of another broken sword." The warrior was silent for a moment and replied.

He looked at Riven, his eyes calm, "You are willing to plead guilty and face punishment. I admire you for that."

Riven was slightly startled, and she saw a brief complex expression appear on his face.

"The secret behind your sword," he continued, "Do you know the truth?"

"I killed him."

"It was me who caused his death. Everyone died because of me."

Riven looked at her hands, her voice revealing deep sorrow and self-blame.

"Raise your sword!"

The warrior growled in annoyance.

Riven sat on the ground motionless.

"Stand up, there is no escape for you," the warrior warned again.

A whirlwind began to roll through the hall, pushing aside the benches and pushing Riven to her feet.

Although Riven's body was frozen in place, her fighting instinct and muscle memory drove her to pick up the sheathed giant sword on the ground.

"I had prayed for him to break it into pieces."

She said in a low voice.

"is it?"

The warrior's voice was mocking.

This doubt instantly stung Riven's heart and penetrated deep into her memory.

Her hands were shaking as she vaguely recalled the scene.

Faced with her request to break the weapons, Elder Suma did not refuse.

His voice was calm and peaceful, without hatred or criticism.
Not even a rebuke.

Riven looked at the strange warrior in front of her, the pain in her heart surged like a tide, quickly flowing through her body.

She gripped the hilt tightly, and the rune blade slowly pulled out of the scabbard, flashing green light.

"Why are you here?" Riven asked.

The broken blade carried a rough energy, and the dazzling light cast mottled shadows on the wall.

"I know you want to die." The warrior sneered, "I'm here to take your life!"

Then, he panted, gritted his teeth and said slowly: "He is... my teacher."

The air fell into silence.

Riven finally understood, she laughed out loud, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Come on, get started!"

"Revenge for your master!"

"I won't hold back."

boom--

The sword energy is everywhere and the air waves are rolling.

The two men fought fiercely in the small hall, and every block and thrust was accompanied by a roar and explosion in the air.

The table was overturned and shattered, the carved beams and pillars were damaged and collapsed under the impact of the air wave, and smoke, dust and wood chips flew in the air.
The battle lasted for a long time.

At a certain moment, the Wind Warrior lowered his sword and began to control the whirlwind around him.

Riven was fully focused on the giant rune blade in her hand, and the energy of black magic gradually gathered on the sword, emitting a blazing flame.

Just when the two of them burst out with all their strength.

Suddenly, the Noxian magic on the rune blade that Riven was about to swing began to tremble violently.

click-

Accompanied by a cracking sound.

The giant sword suddenly shattered, and the sword fragments flew everywhere in an instant.

Even the small fragment at the top was ejected, flying like a stream of light towards the direction where Asa was hiding in the shadows.

"Do not!!"

Seeing the fragments of death about to shoot into the old man's throat, Riven screamed heartbreakingly. The broken sword fell from her hand, and she almost collapsed in the face of the tragedy that was about to happen again.

however--

Just as the sword fragment was about to pierce the old man's weather-beaten skin.

It stopped.

A wall of wind held it in the air.

After a while.

The sword fragments fell to the ground, making a crisp sound when hitting the hard stone ground.

Only then did the warrior with the scar on his nose breathe a sigh of relief.

"You're lucky, old man Asa."

He said while panting.

Riven hurried to the old man, hugged him tightly, and then turned sideways to look at the warrior.

The breeze was still swirling around him, ruffling his hair, and a few beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"You're not lying."

The samurai picked up the fragments of the blade.

Riven saw some of his anger melt into understanding, "You killed Elder Suma, but you are not the murderer."

"sorry Sorry"

Riven muttered, looking apologetic.

She trembled as she supported the old man, blurting out a series of choked words:

"I found him and begged him."

"I prayed to him to help me, to break this weapon and break me."

".Elder Suma did try to destroy your sword."

The scarred warrior looked at the sharp fragments in his hand and his voice became choked.

"But, Riven, the past is done, and we cannot change it."

Riven knew that feeling.

Like her, he also has those memories that cannot be changed but linger.

She saw that this stranger also carried his own heavy shackles.

The warrior sighed, and the whirlwind around him gradually subsided.

"It is my duty to protect Elder Suma," he whispered.

"I could have protected him that night if I had been there."

"It was not your intention to kill him."

The two looked at each other and said, "After all, his death was my fault."

Riven looked at him quietly as he once again took on his own demons.

"Yasuo?"

Asa stepped closer. "You have admitted your fault, which is a great honor."

"My glory has long left me, old man." Yasuo shook his head and did not accept the old man's explanation.

Riven saw the same resistance in him, resistance to hope, resistance to forgiveness.

At this moment, the warriors and samurai who have realized the truth sympathize with each other.

"One wrong step, all wrong. This is my punishment."

"Phew, the truth is out!"

"Riven wanted Elder Suma to break the Rune Blade, but something unexpected happened during the process, and the broken sword fragments bounced out and killed the elder."

"To put it bluntly, it was an accident."

“But both are responsible.”

"Yes, if Yasuo had not deserted his post and was present at the time, he would have had a chance to use the wind wall to block the death fragment."

"There is a bug. Elder Su Ma is a master of wind-controlling swordsmanship. How come he can't block a tiny broken sword fragment?"

"Maybe he didn't expect that thing to be ejected, and he was caught without any defense."

"It's okay now. The misunderstanding is resolved."

“I feel that Yasuo and Riven are quite similar. Both are willing to bear the sins, and neither is willing to reconcile with themselves.”

"This is fate. Cause and effect are intertwined, and we share the same suffering."

"What will happen next? Will Riven be sentenced to death? Will Yasuo be forgiven?"

“It’s hard to say. Although he didn’t kill Elder Su Ma, all of his fellow disciples who went to hunt him down died at his hands.”

"Of course, there is also my brother Yongen."

"It's midnight."

"Just as Yasuo was judging himself, the sound of slow footsteps interrupted their conversation."

"——The hook-nosed female judge entered the council hall."

She walked around the hall, seeing the scars of broken warriors and samurai everywhere.

When she reached the warrior, she paused slightly.

“Taking responsibility is the first step toward atonement, Yasuo,” she said evenly.

"What about the second step?" Yasuo asked with a hint of self-mockery.

The female judge's calm voice was particularly loud in the empty parliament hall.

"Forgive yourself."

(End of this chapter)