Amber Sword

The green Rider galloped along the slope. Bunide, with his gloved hand covered in Scale Armor, tightly grasped the reins and turned back on his horse. To the north of Ambeser, several huge Light Doors opened on the horizon, from which countless troops poured out, resembling a dense swarm of ants.

"In half an hour, Black Blade Legion’s full forces will appear on Ambeser’s battlefield, and the Cruz people have also intervened."

"Lord, what do you think we should do?"

The Highland Knight Commander solemnly watched as small black dots rose from the horizon—those were the Flying Dragon Squad of the Black Blade Legion—covering the sky in an instant, heading straight for Ambeser.

Their numbers... it’s far beyond just the Black Blade Legion. It seems the Holy Temple has completely deviated from neutrality, and the northern nobles and hidden forces in Erune have all sided with Duke Xifah.

The Cruz people want to settle the matter once and for all.

He turned back to look at his subordinates: "What do you all think?"

"The Highland Knights have been waiting for this day for a long time, my lord."

"Everything is like the prophecy, my lord. We trust your judgment."

"The Kingdom may attempt to forget that war, but the veterans have never forgotten for a single day."

"Because it is a promise."

...

"Because it is a promise," Red Copper Dragon Reto looked at the dark sea outside Tonyger and quietly spoke to Kulan beside him—the situation in the North was growing tense day by day. Perhaps today, or maybe yesterday, that young Lord must have started implementing his own plan in Ambeser—he turned back:

"In the Highlands, knights never forget their promises to others."

"So you noticed from the beginning," Kulan asked.

"That swordsmanship is unique," Reto replied, "Moreover, veterans have their own pride. They won’t easily take orders from a child, even if the other party is a noble—"

"Besides, didn’t you also recognize it from the start?"

"The half-century-long war," Kulan answered, "has brought deep suffering to Erune that persists to this day. Since the Second Renaissance, the complete downfall of the nobles is merely a facade. In the end, it’s all about seeing no hope..."

"Even someone like Reid became afraid," Reto sighed. "The reputation he held back then was second only to the Marshal. But I don’t agree with him; merely wanting to preserve Erune is, in itself, a betrayal of this Kingdom’s foundational principles."

"Why does Erune exist?"

"Because of the longing for Glory."

"So what was the mystery back then?" Kulan asked.

"No one knows," Reto shook his head, "Those who knew are no longer in this World. Perhaps Lord Turaman knows something, but he left the Kingdom because of it."

"Actually, I have a guess."

Reto turned back, curiously looking at this former comrade.

"Before the Judgement, the Marshal once asked me a question," Kulan took a deep breath, "What is the truth of history?"

What is the truth of history?

...

"So," Brand couldn’t help but look around inexplicably and asked, "What on earth is going on here?"

"I thought you would ask this question a little later, Lord," Char awkwardly smiled and replied. Brand coldly stared at him, giving no chance for him to be evasive.

"Actually, the answer is quite simple," Char glanced at the Princess, stammering, "As you might have already guessed part of the answer, the relationship between you and me—is like that of the Highland Knight and his Mage Attendant."

"Char."

"No, my lord, I’m not joking with you."

Brand was slightly stunned, as if a bolt of lightning had sparked in the darkness of his mind, instantly igniting something. He looked up to see Char looking at him earnestly.

"That’s correct, Lord, you are a true Highland Knight." Char smiled slightly, somewhat mischievously, "I have never lied, everything is divined by fate."

"That’s impossible, Char, you’re joking," Brand instantly felt something was amiss, "We’re not..."

He wanted to say the words "Travel Mage," but upon reaching the moment, he found it incredibly difficult to speak.

"Looks like you understand too, Lord. I remember you once asked me, what exactly is a card? I answered you like this—A card is the manifestation of a rule, a collection of concepts, just like when you use the Highland Servant card to summon Char, or the Silver Elf Knight card to summon Medisha, it is because we have a close connection with you."