RETURN OF THE EMPEROR

CHAPTER 287: APPROACHING THE END (ENDING 1)

A 10-year-old girl is standing in front of her elementary school and talking to her friends.

This girl has long white hair and green eyes that look very sharp, she is talking with her friends while smiling cheerfully.

"Yura, sorry mom and dad are late!", shouted one woman not far from the girl.

The woman had long green hair as well as sharp green eyes like the gaze of a snake, perhaps the sharp eyes of the child named Yura were from this mother.

While Yura's father had short white hair with a gloomy smile on his face, more precisely Yura's father was already smiling brightly as best he could but in the end he could only show such a gloomy smile, perhaps Yura's father was more like a wolf figure with silver feathers. Yura's white hair also came from this father.

These men and women were none other than the Monster Emperor and the Snake Emperor, they remained Yura's father and mother at the moment.

Seeing that her parents had already arrived, Yura waved her hand towards the surrounding friends "Until we meet tomorrow!".

Yura's friends waved, then Yura ran and held her father and mother's hands "Are we going to go to lunch?".

"Father has no more work until tomorrow, therefore father can accompany Yura on the streets today" said Father Yura smiling gently, he had lately been too busy towards his work that he had absolutely no time for Yura.

"Today we will go to the playground as Yura said last week" Ms Yura said.

"really? Father and mother are indeed the best!", said Yura with great pleasure, she hugged her father and mother for a while before starting to walk again towards the playground. Most playgrounds now have a place to eat, so they plan to have lunch directly at the playground.

When Yura's father was waiting for the line to buy a ticket while Yura's mother accompanied her son who could no longer wait to go to the playground, Yura took her mother to look around at what was on the playground through the fence.

Suddenly a familiar figure appeared in the playground, the figure was a young man with short black hair and was drinking a glass of tea in his hand.

Yura could not figure out who this man was, yet she felt that she knew this man, even she felt very sad when she was staring at this man.

Unknowingly, tears fell from Yura's face.

Mother Yura who was at the side was surprised to see this, she approached Yura while asking worriedly "Yura, what's wrong? Are you sick? Or someone is bothering you".

Yura did not answer that question, she just ran towards that playground, she said, although there was a ticket door that blocked his path but because of Yura's small body then he could pass through the ticket door easily.

"Yura!", his mother was also surprised to see Yura running suddenly, she tried to chase after him and Yura's father who had bought tickets ran along frantically chasing Yura towards the playground. He gave a ticket to the staff guarding the ticket door so that they would not chase after Yura, and Yura's father and mother followed Yura's footsteps as quickly as possible.

When he was already in a corner of the playground that did not have many others, the figure of the young man turned around.

On the cold young man's face had a very gentle smile, he hugged Yura who was chasing after him while crying then said "Sorry Yura, father can't stay by your side anymore. But at least you are with your family again, from today you are no longer Yura Aras, you are Yura Jormugand. Thank you for being my son even for a little while, what you saw today was just a dream, when you regained consciousness again then you will forget everything that happened".

Before Yura could say anything, her consciousness started to fade away quickly.

At the last moment, Yura only heard the man's voice again "Even though father isn't by your side, I won't let anyone hurt you so easily!".

When Yura regained consciousness, she discovered that her father and mother were around her while calling out to her in panic.

Under the call of her parents, Yura came back crying. He did not know why he was crying, but he felt that something was very important, he had already forgotten something really important and no matter how hard he tried to remember then Yura could not remember anything.

The worried Father and Mother Yura immediately hugged their child without hesitation, they tried to make Yura stop crying as best she could.

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In a small town, there was a very famous martial arts training ground.

The martial training ground was a house made of wood, this house was so large that it could provide an opportunity for hundreds of disciples to practice at the same time.

Today it was approaching night so most of the people had already left, only a 40-year-old man with a firm face and muscular body remained in the training room with his 20-year-old son.

This father and son were none other than Husk and Kilon, they were resting their bodies after training all day.

Kilon suddenly realized something, he gazed towards the door of this training room in bewilderment.

Husk who saw the movement of his son shouted angrily "Kilon, don't lose your attention! Although resting the body is not important, if you do not do it carefully then your sword martial technique will not be strong. Don't turn your attention to unimportant things, even if Hiria is here then you can't care about it, keep practicing!".

"Dad, this isn't Hiria's problem! There was a young man standing at the door of our martial home, I felt that I knew this man but could not remember his name and who he was. Was that man a disciple of father first?", asked Kilon curiously as he pointed towards the door of this martial mansion.

Husk was slightly surprised, he gazed towards the door to find a young man of about 20 years old with short black hair standing before the door of their martial home.

The young man looked at them with a friendly smile, Husk felt that he was very familiar with this man and felt very grateful to him. But no matter how hard he tried to remember the origin of this man, then he could not remember it in the slightest.