See You Again, Isolte!

City of Ars.

Water God Style Dojo.

Sunlight filtered through gaps in the clouds, scattering across the stone path and causing the dew on the roadside to evaporate into a thin mist.

Isolte arrived at the dojo very early today, having finished her conversation with the Water God Reida.

She wore a Water God Style training robe, white with dark blue trim, and Water God Style longsword at her waist, simple and capable.

Standing there with his posture upright, sword hanging at his waist, he exuded an aura of unwavering defensiveness.

... Disciples of the Water God Style kept greeting Isolte along the way.

Isolte remained silent, seemingly oblivious to everything around her, lost in her own world, expressing a sense of disbelief.

But when her grandmother showed her the letter that had been delivered by fast horse from the Sword Sanctum, she was overjoyed.

Isolte smiled.

At that moment, she finally smiled from the bottom of her heart, as if the knot that had been weighing on her heart had finally been released.

The conversation ended... and she left the Water God Style Dojo... It had been quite a while since Isolte left her grandmother's room, but she was still clutching the letter from the Sword Sanctum in her hands.

My whole body was trembling slightly.

A scene surfaced deep in my mind.

A boy five years younger than her, not very tall, but whose smile always carried a captivating calmness.

Despite being the youngest, she always walked ahead of her, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't catch up.

Just thinking about the contents of the letter... Isolte's lips curl into a smile.

She knew it; Luo Ge wasn't the kind of person who would die in battle so easily.

"As expected of Luo Ge... He's really amazing. How did he become so powerful without us even realizing it?"

"You're probably the only one in the world who could do something like this."

Isolte filled with mixed emotions.

If it were someone else, she might have questioned the contents of the letter to some extent.

For a thirteen-year-old boy to simultaneously acquire the titles of Sword King, Water King, and North King, three major schools of martial arts, is already astonishing; to become Seven Great Powers is simply outrageous.

If this were told to others, they would probably think it was some third-rate story made up in a popular novel.

But if it were Luo Ge, he could definitely do it.

In some ways, she even had complete confidence in Luo Ge himself.

Isolte carefully folded the letter and put it in her bosom. She looked up in the direction of the Sword Sanctum, her gaze gradually hardening.

"Speaking of which, now that you've become the Death God, I can't fall too far behind."

Just you wait and see!

"One day... I Isolte, will stand before you with dignity, and be with you in the name of the Water God."

As usual, Isolte, in her capacity as an apprentice knight, maintained order and patrolled the streets.

She had changed into a brand new set of silver-white armor, with the insignia of a trainee rider on her chest.

Isolte had a round and pretty face, and although she had long, jet-black hair, it had a faint bluish tint in the sunlight.

This makes her jet-black hair look closer to aquamarine.

Her hair was long and reached her waist.

It hangs down along the shoulders and back.

She was tall and upright, about seven feet tall, with a firm and well-proportioned body from years of sword practice. Her blue eyes were calm and sharp, like a deep pool of still water.

At this moment, clad in the silver-white armor of the Asura Knights, he stood as imposing as a steadfast shield.

No one dared to approach her easily.

Until... a red-haired noble boy rushed over with flowers in his hands and knelt down on one knee in front of her.

He was Robert, a nobleman in the city, born into an upper- Advanced Rank noble family, who had been infatuated with Isolte for many years.

The entourage was quite grand, with two attendants following behind scattering flower petals, attracting passersby to stop and watch.

"Miss Isolte, I love you! Please marry me! I'm willing to marry into your family... and even give up my original surname!"

The red-haired boy tilted his head back, his handsome face filled with sincerity.

Isolte glanced down at him, her voice calm.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Robert."

"... I'm afraid we're not a good match."

"Huh? Why?!"

"Because you're too young... I prefer older boys; it makes me feel safer."

"Oh, I see... But it's alright... In a few years, we won't be much different."

"Um, I still mind..."

Isolte placed her hand on the hilt of her sword, her tone unhurried, "For now, I want to focus on my swordsmanship training; I don't have the time or inclination for romance."

"Um, and... um... Mr. Robert, you're actually a good person."

The way they handed out "good guy" cards was so smooth; it's obvious they've given them out quite a few.

Robert watched the unattainable beauty recede into the distance with a look of regret, his face still showing lingering infatuation.

Isolte so beautiful, even the way she rejects people is beautiful.

Robert firmly believes that he will eventually win her over. It's not that Isolte doesn't like him, she's just a little slow to warm up to him. Sooner or later, she will realize his sincerity.

He waved at Isolte's retreating figure, pondering what more expensive flowers he should get next time.

As Isolte left the crowd, the smile on her face vanished instantly, replaced by a hint of impatience.

Clearly, she often struggles with dealing with these kinds of situations.

As a genius girl of the Water God Style, the young Water King has just turned eighteen this year. With her outstanding appearance and strength, she has become the target of pursuit for countless noble sons in the capital.

But what no one knew was that this most dazzling jewel of the capital had already met her soulmate when she was only thirteen years old.

Ever since I met that person on the street corner, a seed of love has been planted in my heart, taken root, sprouted, and grown to this day.

She wanted to become the Water God.

One day, I will be able to stand tall and proud before that person, and wield my sword to protect him.

Isolte is patrolling the street...

Unbeknownst to her, her footsteps led her to the weapons shop from years ago.

The shop is still there, and the owner is still that unscrupulous businessman. Many of the weapons and equipment are cheap and poorly made.

She was standing across the street.

His expression suddenly became dazed.

It seems like it was right here that I first met that person.

He was only eight years old then, just up to my shoulder, his face hadn't fully developed yet, but those eyes...

He was so composed that he didn't seem like an eight-year-old child, and his gaze towards people held a depth that was beyond his years.

But she's also so beautiful that it makes you want to... bully her a little.

Isolte was lost in her memories, she suddenly noticed a group of people walking towards her from the Altier River.

Six people.

They were chatting and laughing, and didn't have much luggage; they looked like travelers who had just finished a long journey into the city.

Isolte didn't take it too seriously; she encountered many people like that on the street every day.

But the moment she looked away, her brain suddenly went blank, and she quickly turned back.

Among these six people are Demon Race, Long-Ear Race, and four humans.

Six people.

But Isolte immediately fell on the boy at the front, her pupils dilating sharply.

She was so surprised that she covered her chin with her hand, completely overwhelmed with excitement.

Although she hadn't seen the other person for several years, Isolte recognized their true identity at a glance.

It's Luo Ge...

How did he get here?

Could it be?

Could it be that he learned of my and my grandmother's upcoming trip to the Sword Sanctum, and thus came all this way to pick me up?

For someone to go to such lengths, even personally visiting someone's home???

Or did he see the letter she wrote to him, learn that she had become the Water King, and come to City of Ars specifically to congratulate her?

To be even bolder, did she come to confess her feelings to him?

A marriage proposal?

Regardless of which possibility it is...

Isolte's heart suddenly started racing, her whole body pounding like a deer.

She instinctively raised her hand.

He was about to wave and call out the other person's name, but stopped halfway through raising his hand.

But doing so is really too risky.

So, Isolte narrowed her eyes, took a deep breath, straightened her clothes, and tucked her hair behind her ears, adjusting herself to be in the best possible condition to greet the other person.

Ready.

She waited.

And so I waited for the other person to come over, to see him standing there.

Waiting for him to see her and then show that surprised expression, giving him a pleasant surprise.

With that thought in mind, Isolte deliberately stood where they were bound to pass, her eyes slightly narrowed... and she even showed a smiling expression.

But.

... Wait.

... Wait.

... Just as Isolte began to imagine, completely immersed in her own fantasy.

Wait a moment?!!

Where are they?

By the time Isolte came to her senses, Luo Ge and his group had already walked past her.

????

They simply ignored him, chatting and laughing as they passed by.

From beginning to end, Luo Ge's gaze never strayed even a millimeter from her direction.

Isolte stood still, her hand still raised in mid-air, maintaining that "perfect state".

Huh?

Isolte her head, her expression full of confusion.

What... is going on???