17. Stop Rushing
Xia Yi could hardly believe her own eyes, doubting she had seen correctly.
She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and opened them again—
Hill Gibran.
Still unchanged, it was her student, Hill.
"How could this be…"
Xia Yi felt a bit dizzy.
She truly hadn't expected such a situation to occur.
She actually didn't recognize that the girl was Hill.
In the past, as the Human Sword Saint, Wright had taught many students swordsmanship.
Among these students, the talents varied, some good and some bad.
Some students were simply forced by their powerful families, just for some gilding, and it would be good enough if they could be taught to use a sword to kill a chicken.
Wright really didn't want to teach these people; it would only waste his time.
However, due to political reasons, the Schubert family forcefully made him teach these fellows, which Wright found extremely distasteful.
And then there were those who were different, born poor and humble, yet with outstanding talent.
Like Daniel.
Wright highly recognized these students, leading them into the wonderful world of swordsmanship, to appreciate the beauty of the sword!
It's just a pity that such students were too few, and the time to teach them swordsmanship was not much. As soon as they showed some improvement, they would be noticed by various powers and traded away.
But Hill was different; she didn't belong to either of these categories.
She was a very special kind.
Belonging to the category with outstanding talent and also an excellent family background.
The Gibran family in the Rhine Kingdom, although far from the four major families, was also somewhat prestigious.
Of course, background and such, Wright didn't care about, the most important was talent.
Hill's talent was very good, and she was also a candidate for the Holy Sword wielder.
Wright taught her swordsmanship, and she quickly entered the door, and also progressed very fast.
At that time, the Human Sword Saint even had a feeling that this child could take over his position in the future.
But later, he went to challenge the Silver Dragon Queen and never returned to the human world, so he couldn't witness this child's growth.
At that time, Hill was still a cute and shy little loli, always liking to follow behind her teacher, like a little tail, and even said "I want to marry the teacher when I grow up," such innocent and cute remarks.
Thinking back now, that was indeed a good memory.
But, women change at eighteen.
The former little loli, in the span of six years, suddenly turned into a tall and mature teacher, so much so that Xia Yi didn't recognize her at all.
She never thought that the change would be so great.
With Hill's qualifications, it was indeed enough to enter the Laurel Academy and become a teacher.
So this time, when the students of the Laurel Tree Academy were studying the topic of "The Black Tide of Golde," they brought Hill along.
Damn it!
Xia Yi was angry, these humans actually let her student be in danger!
She glanced at these students who were once in the fantasy world, wishing she could kick each of their faces.
"What's wrong, Your Highness? Your expression seems a bit strange."
Sera noticed that Xia Yi's emotional fluctuations were very intense, even though she was quite calm just a moment ago.
"Where did your lead teacher go?"
Xia Yi picked up the student lying on the ground by the collar.
"Eh? Ah? Take me… take me away…"
The student from the Laurel Academy was not in his right mind, his mouth only spouting nonsense, drool dripping from the corner of his mouth.
"Answer me!"
Xia Yi's silver eyes shone slightly, using the Dragon King's Pressure, she directly assaulted the student.
The King's wrath briefly dominated the student from the Laurel Academy.
He was stunned, opened his mouth, and slowly uttered two words, "The… beach…"
Xia Yi let him down.
"Are you alright, Your Highness?" Sera asked with concern.
"…I'm fine."
Xia Yi shook her head.
She had just gotten excited, eager to know the whereabouts of her student, and couldn't control her emotions.
In fact, the Dragon King's Pressure, if used seriously, still had a certain load for her.
But the little princess didn't care about these; she wanted to find Hill as soon as possible to ensure the safety of her student.
…
"Hehe, huff huff, haha! Charge!!"
Albert, tied up from head to toe, struggled by the seaside, extremely excited, babbling nonsense.
His eyes were bloodshot, and his face bore a ferocious smile.
And Hill stood aside, sternly saying, "Albert, stop charging! Come to your senses!"
She even walked over and slapped the student across the face.
"Charge! Charge! Charge!! Charge charge charge!!" Albert ignored everything, becoming more frenzied the closer he got to the sea.
Hill, seeing him like this, had a grave expression.
She didn't understand why this was happening.
It started a few days ago when the city became strange, including the students from the Laurel Academy. Every night, as darkness fell, they would start dreaming, and the content of the dreams was identical.
Everyone was immersed in the deep sea's song, unable to extricate themselves. Upon waking, they would feel an intense aversion to reality, unwilling to act, only waiting for night to fall again to return to that eerie dream.
This condition also appeared in Hill.
If it weren't for her training under the Human Sword Saint, having honed her sword heart, capable of some resistance, she would have probably become like the students by now.
But she was also on the verge of breaking down. During the day, she could barely distinguish between reality and illusion.
It felt like one second she was on land, and the next she plunged into the sea.
The students' condition was no longer sufficient to continue the research project. As a teacher, she judged that they must leave this place, or the last of their rationality would be exhausted.
She had planned to leave after tonight.
However, her student Albert seemed to have gone mad. As night fell, he left the abandoned church that served as their base and ran to the seaside.
Hill couldn't abandon her student, so she locked the church's doors, lit the lamps inside, and went to bring Albert back.
Along the way, Hill had to divide her attention to maintain her sanity while searching for Albert's trail…
It took a great deal of effort to find Albert.
Albert was truly mad, shouting and screaming, wanting to run into the sea, even attacking the teacher trying to stop him.
Hill had no choice but to subdue him, tying him up, planning to take him back.
But Albert was still restless, constantly struggling.
"They're coming!! They're here!! They've come to take us!!" Albert faced the pitch-black sea, bellowing.
The weather tonight was terrible, with heavy clouds obscuring the moonlight, the tide surging, the sea wind howling, very cold, as if penetrating the marrow.
Hill raised her head and looked out to sea, stunned.
In the wind, she thought she heard an enchanting song.
An impenetrable darkness lurked beneath the waves, drawing ever closer to Seaside City.
The Black Tide was approaching.
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