“My name is Yu Nie. I’m 114 years old, and I live at 514 Chenghua Avenue, on the Xianzhou Luofu. I’m unmarried, and I serve in the Cloud Knights of the Xianzhou Luofu. Every day, I stand watch and patrol until eight in the evening before heading home. I don’t smoke, and I only have the occasional drink… Jiao Qiu says I’m in great health.”
“I’m a doctor…”
“Sure thing, Chef Jiao.”
From a new Cloud Knight recruit, he became a slightly older new recruit. He watched the little one raised by Yue Yu inherit the mantle, occasionally visited the old fellow on the Xianzhou Zhu Ming to forge some iron, and gave Strategist Jiao a hard time. And so the days passed, dull but full…
The Third War Against the Abundance…
“This is the first time I’ve seen you like this, Jing Yuan.”
“…”
“This time, I’m afraid there’s no chance of survival. Are you truly ready?”
“Heh. If we were putting down a rebellion and fighting our own people, I might hesitate. But now we face those abominations. If my death can let ten, a hundred, or countless thousands of my people return alive, why should I hesitate?”
“All I ask of life is that the Xianzhou remain safe and sound, and that the abominations be destroyed…”
The Divine Foresight’s blade flashed down once more…
“May the Xianzhou soar, and the Cloud Knights prevail! May the Xianzhou soar, and the Cloud Knights…”
But the story was not over.
Yu Nie awoke on a desolate planet and wandered aimlessly.
Then the rumble of engines came through the atmosphere, and the Astral Express, train of the Aeon of the Trailblaze, came to a stop before him.
“If you’re looking for somewhere to stay for a while, the Astral Express welcomes everyone.”
So said the red-haired beauty…
And so, the story was only just beginning…
