Who asked him to play Yu-Gi-Oh!

Chapter 1569 The Vanished Elf

When it comes to duelists who can communicate with spirits, Yugen's first thought is naturally Jaden, while Yusei's is Ryuko. Every era has duelists with such special talents.

But to think that such a talent could be taken away is truly unbelievable.
It seems I have indeed heard of it before.

Yu Xuan quickly recalled that a similar situation had indeed occurred with Jaden Yuki in the original GX series. Back then, Jaden lost a card game to Ed Phoenix and, affected by the power of the Light of Destruction in Ed's deck, he did indeed lose his childhood talent for spirit affinity.

And Jaden's case is even more serious. Because Jaden lost not only the ability to hear the voices of spirits, but he also couldn't even see ordinary Duel Monster cards anymore. His deck became a blank slate in his eyes, and he couldn't even be a normal duelist.

The old man sighed regretfully: "Yato originally belonged to a wider world and a bigger stage. But ever since he was attacked by those people, he has never heard the voice of the elves again, and even the deck he once trusted most began to betray him."

Yato's faith crumbled. He felt that everything he had suffered was because his most trusted deck and best friends had betrayed him. That's why he now felt such disgust for duelists, saying that no matter how much faith one has, duelists will eventually be betrayed by the cards.

“Wait, but you just said that all the duelists who were attacked fell into a coma and couldn’t wake up,” Yusei said. “But Yato…”

The old man nodded: "Yes, Yato was the only one among those attacked who woke up after a day. That's a stroke of luck amidst misfortune. Well, we don't know the exact reason either."

Yu Xing seemed to be deep in thought.

“So, those attackers,” You Xuan said, “do you know who those guys are?”

The old man shook his head: "Nobody knows. They just appeared out of nowhere. But they claim to be from something called 'The Academy,' and they keep saying they act for some higher will. Pshaw, but doing something this outrageous, they're definitely not good people."

College?

You Xuan's heart stirred, and although he had some connection to the matter, he remained silent for the time being.

"Alright, we've eaten enough, and it's getting late." The old man stood up and said, "Since you two are guests from afar, it's probably not convenient for you to continue your journey in the middle of the night in the dark. Why don't you stay here for the night?"

Money really does make people more enthusiastic. The old man, who was a little impatient when he first entered, was now reluctant to part with the two of them, as if they had met a kindred spirit over drinks and felt like they had known each other for a long time.

Youxing cast an inquiring glance at Youxuan.

“Sure,” You Xuan said. “I can take a break tonight and slowly look at the new card I just bought.”

"I guarantee all the cards here are top-quality in town, with tons of rare ones. Don't miss out!" the old man said proudly.

So the old man cleaned up the mess, helped the two of them wash up quickly, and then they went to their respective guest rooms to rest.

Yusei arrived at his room, got into bed, put his hands behind his head, and lay quietly in the dark for a while. But he finally felt that there were still things he couldn't let go of, so he got up and left the room.

He followed the corridor to Yato's room and found the door ajar. Yusei's heart skipped a beat, and he reached out to push the door open, only to find the bed in disarray, and the room empty.

Walking to the window and looking out, I saw a small figure sitting on a bench under a streetlamp not far away. It looked vaguely like Yato. The child had his head down, as if examining something in his hands.

Yusei went downstairs and out the door, walking to the child's side. Only then did Yato seem to notice someone approaching. He hurriedly put away a card in his hand and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, but the tear stains on his face could not be hidden for a while, so he awkwardly turned his head away.

"What...what do you want to do?" Yato tried to hide the sob in his voice.

Yusei sat down on the bench and said gently, "You still can't truly let go, can you? Was that card you just saw 'Little Angel'? I heard from Grandpa that it's your most important partner." "Who's partnered with something like that!" Yato retorted angrily. "This monster, and all the other cards, are just power-hungry creatures. Duel Monsters only care about winning and losing."

Once you slip up, once you lose even once, they'll be gone forever. Ultimately, all those bonds are an illusion from the start; everyone only builds fragile cooperation for the sake of victory, nothing more.

Yusei was silent for a moment, then said, "Do you think it's because you lost that you were abandoned by the spirits, losing both your friends and your power?"

The child turned his head again, wiping away his tears with his sleeve: "What else?"

He never recovered after that defeat. He lost his most trusted friends, lost the power he was so proud of, and his God's Right Hand, which had always been invincible in duels, was no longer effective. Even in ordinary duels with his friends in town, he could no longer draw the cards he wanted.

It all started after that defeat.

“If that’s really the case, if you’re truly utterly disappointed in your companions,” Yusei said, “then why do you always carry that card with you?”

Yato: "!"

"You still can't let go of that bond, you still secretly believe that your most important Pokémon friends won't betray you, don't you?" Yusei said.

The child was speechless for a moment. He bit his lip, his body trembled slightly, and tears welled up in his eyes again.

“What good is it if Coco doesn’t give up? What good is it if she can’t abandon them? The fact is, they’re already gone!” Yato said, his voice trembling with tears. “I’m a loser now. I’m no longer favored by the Spirits. I’ll never see them again! I…”

The child sobbed uncontrollably, eventually covering his face with his hands, tears slipping through his fingers.

"If I could, I'd like to keep winning too."

"I also want to fight happily with my most important comrades forever and ever, isn't that enough?"

Yusei reached out and gently stroked his head, saying softly, "Actually, I don't think so. I think 'Little Angel' probably also wants to fight with you forever."

The child looked up blankly: "Huh?"

Just as Yusei was about to say something more, his expression suddenly changed, his gaze sharpened, and he abruptly stood up from the bench.

His keen senses as a soldier alerted him to the danger.

Then, footsteps were heard in the darkness, and a male voice came from the darkness.

"This is truly astonishing. This brat's name is Yato, right?"

The man stepped out of the darkness, scrutinizing Yato from head to toe with the gaze of a hawk examining its prey.

"How can a brat who's already been dealt with still be jumping around like this?"

(End of this chapter)