Legends of Runeterra

Chapter 1006 Be Like the Wind

It's night, the moon and stars are sparse.

The breeze during the day was warm due to the approaching Spirit Blossom Festival, but now it was slightly chilly.

Yasuo sat leaning on his favorite tree branch, drinking from a gourd in his hand.

“Rustle~Rustle~!”

Yasuo slightly retracted his hand that was holding the wine gourd, trying to hide it in his arms, but stopped the next moment.

Listening to the sound of shoes scraping across the grass getting closer and closer, Yasuo raised his head and poured another sip of wine into his mouth.

"Hiccup~! Okay Yongen, go back and tell mom I'm fine and leave me alone for a while."

“Rustle~Rustle~!”

Hearing the footsteps that didn't stop at all, Yasuo suddenly tightened his grip on the wine gourd and then turned his head abruptly.

"I said, I don't need your..."

Yasuo's drunken and angry face suddenly froze, and his somewhat confused eyes instantly cleared up.

With his mouth opening and closing stiffly several times, Yasuo stammered and greeted the visitor.

"Master...Master..."

"Ah."

The expected harsh criticism did not appear, but this made Yasuo feel more uneasy.

"Master...I..."

"Yasuo."

Suma's eyes, which were always stern and sharp when facing his disciples, now looked at Yasuo calmly and gently.

As far as he could remember, he had only seen Yasuo with such a handsome face when he first became his disciple. He was stunned on the tree branch for a moment.

"As a swordsman who has mastered the 'Wind Control Sword Technique', you can't hear the footsteps of the approaching person."

Suma said as he walked to the branch where Yasuo was leaning and looked up at the crescent moon in the sky.

"Yasuo, your heart is in turmoil."

"..."

In response to Su Ma's words, Yasuo subconsciously tightened his grip on the wine gourd. The next moment, his master's precepts surged into his mind. His palm trembled slightly, and the wine gourd slipped and fell from the tree.

"Crack~!"

Although his back was turned, Su Ma held the wine gourd with ease and precision, then swung it in front of him.

"Wow~!"

"Haha! Chunfengzui, the best wine within a hundred miles."

"Shua~!"

Yasuo descended from the tree and bowed to Elder Suma's back.

"I'm sorry, Master. I know I was wrong. Please forgive me..."

"Crack~!"

A somewhat thin hand, but with clear muscle marks visible, gently patted Yasuo's shoulder, interrupting his words of apology.

"stand up."

"..."

Looking at Yasuo who stood up obediently, Suma raised his head and took a big sip as skillfully as Yasuo.

"Ha! Great wine!"

"..."

"take it."

Su Ma stuffed the wine gourd back into Yasuo's arms.

"Master, I..."

"Yasuo, it's Master's fault."

"what!?"

Facing Yasuo's confused look, Suma smiled kindly.

"If you and Yongen were compared to wind, Yongen would be the gentle breeze, and you would be the violent tornado.

Although the breeze is weak, it can turn a hard stone into powder under thousands of blows.

While tornadoes can destroy mountains and rocks, they are also more prone to getting out of control."

"I once thought you were a genius, and that your unconventional style was more suitable for understanding the 'Wind Control Sword Art'. However, your changes over the years tell me that I didn't put you on the right track for this 'tornado' of yours.

The so-called 'unconventional' was gradually allowed by me to become 'blind arrogance and recklessness'."

Faced with Su Ma's last eight words of comment, Yasuo's face suddenly became even redder and hotter than after he drank the Spring Breeze Drunk.

"Master, disciple..."

"Yasuo, I said, this is not your fault!"

Su Ma looked directly at one of his favorite disciples.

"If a disciple fails to teach, it is the teacher's fault. That is why I have specially prepared this trial for you based on your personality.

I hope to make you understand that there are always people better than you, and no matter how great your talent is, if you don’t realize it, you will eventually become just like everyone else.”

"Master..."

Hearing Suma's painstaking efforts, Yasuo lowered his head in even greater shame.

"Yasuo, be like the wind."

"Like the wind?"

A kind and wise voice came into Yasuo's ears, causing him to repeat it subconsciously.

When he subconsciously raised his head, he found that Su Ma had left at some point.

“Be like the wind…”

Looking at the lights in the village in the distance, Yasuo muttered to himself.

At the same time, the eyes that were originally filled with shame became brighter and brighter.

"Ding~!"

Like the sound of a sword or the whistling of a breeze, invisible air currents surged around Yasuo and spread out in all directions.

After a while, when the grass within a ten-meter radius had become shorter, Yasuo suddenly came to his senses.

"Hahaha~! That's right, I have to be like the wind!"

Yasuo laughed heartily, and raised the hand holding the wine gourd habitually.

But the next moment, the gourd mouth stopped at the mouth.

"Wow~!"

The crisp spring breeze fell drunkenly into the grass until the last drop had fallen, and then Yasuo hung the gourd back around his waist.

Then Yasuo bowed respectfully in the direction of the Gale Dojo, and then strode towards the village.

Further away, a figure was leaving at an even faster speed. The two swords at his waist made no sound while moving quickly.

...

Early the next morning.

"Yong En, I'll leave the brothers to you."

"Yes, Master, don't worry!"

"Ah."

Su Ma nodded with satisfaction, his eyes swept over Yasuo standing in the first row among the disciples, and a faint sense of relief surged in his heart. Then he looked at Li Qing and the other person beside him.

"Master Lee Sin, Sett, thank you so much."

"Haha~! It's just a small favor, Master Suma, you're too polite."

Although Sett did not interrupt, he stood beside Li Qing and bowed slightly.

"Well, this journey is bound to be dangerous. I hope Master Li Qing takes good care of himself. I will treat you well in the future."

"Okay, once this matter is settled, Li Qing will definitely come to visit!"

"Hahaha~! Okay!"

After the two men finished speaking, Yongen bowed.

"Master, disciples and others will set off now."

"Well, go ahead and take care of yourself," Su Ma said, looking at the disciples behind Yong En, "and you too!"

"Yes, Master!!"

...

"Farewell, brothers!"

Amid the cheers of his fellow disciples, Yongen, along with Yasuo and a group of his best disciples, set out on the journey to Presidium with Lee Sin and the other two.

"Hehe~! Junior Brother Seti."

A voice with an unrestrained and free-spirited tone sounded from the side. Sett turned around and saw Yasuo with a smile on his face.

After looking it up and down with some curiosity, Seti was slightly surprised.

"Ha! It seems you've recovered faster than I expected."

"That's right, you don't even know who I am."

"Want to practice some more?"

"No rush, Junior Brother Seti, let's wait until Presidium."

"Okay, Brother Yasuo."

"Hehe~!"