Amber Sword

That man, he once personally handed the battle banner to this legion, personally crowned them with laurels, personally bestowed upon them honor. Yet today he stands on their opposing side, demanding their surrender.

Never!

Karen lifted his head, stubborn like a child, his gaze seemingly piercing through the thick clouds, seeing that final moment.

"But children must grow up eventually, my father..."

"Perhaps this is our answer."

He clenched his teeth, tears already flowing, "Fellow members of the White Lion Legion, my brothers! The claws of the White Lion once shone upon the highlands, and we once held our ground for the kingdom," the young commander roared through the wind and rain, "But no matter when! No matter where! Have we ever forgotten the motto of the White Lion!"

"White Lion Legion, until death do we rest!"

"White Lion Legion, until death do we rest!" Many soldiers had tears in their eyes, suddenly realizing what they had to face, what they once aspired to, once held firm to, now stood on the other side. It seemed like a battle destined to fail, yet the soldiers still struggled to pick up their swords.

This is a choice.

Because it is where their honor lies.

It is the courage of the White Lion.

Today, those who fight alongside me will be my brothers, forever so, until doomsday. Karen raised his sword with great difficulty, almost shivering as he shouted two words: "Charge..."

Amidst the light, the overwhelming pressure pinned everyone in place.

But the Kingdom’s White Lion Legion was advancing, as if crawling, bit by bit, each face carrying the final determination and courage as they charged toward Brand’s reemerging White Lion Guard.

Slow as a snail, yet pressing forward relentlessly.

Caglis looked up just in time to see such a scene. They had endured the Wolf Calamity, braved the Black Forest’s trials, received Brand’s teachings, learned the most systematic Elf Swordsmanship, inherited the oldest White Lion Battle Technique, and wore the finest White Lion Armor.

They were proud because they were born with such pride, believing they represented the Kingdom’s most glorious history, believing they could be invincible.

But it was today that they truly understood what the soul of an army meant.

Everyone watched this scene, watched as Karen and his soldiers launched what was historically the slowest charge, but what awaited them was not ridicule, but the most serious expressions from their enemies.

"Ancestor King," Caglis raised his head, lifted his hands high, and shouted, "Let us engage in a fair duel."

"It’s not about right or wrong."

"It’s only out of mutual respect!"

In an instant, the light vanished. Yet a layer of brilliant golden glow appeared on the White Lion Armor worn by Caglis and his men, gradually contracting and finally forming golden runes engraved on the armor. If Brand were here, he would immediately recognize it as the set of White Lion Armor ultimately improved by Former King Ai Ke.

The historical set of White Lion Armor.

This was the noble soul’s acknowledgment of the righteous, and only until this moment did Caglis understand they had truly earned the White Lion’s recognition.

He also raised his sword, there was no need to give orders—in fact, at the very moment the light and pressure disappeared, the two legions spanning across history and the present collided within a mere ten meters.

This was the most direct dialogue between past and today, the most direct confrontation between two armies.

The swords of the Kingdom White Lion Legion slashed against the White Lion Armor of Caglis and his men, but couldn’t effectively penetrate its magic protection. The outer of the White Lion Armor merely shimmered slightly, and the longswords of the Kingdom soldiers were repelled back.

The White Lion Armor was designed by Brand based on the Maximilian Armor, with armor thickness not exceeding three millimeters, yet its equivalent protection value reached as high as 6, nearly equivalent to a double-layered hinge plate armor over five millimeters thick, a kind of plate armor that never existed on Earth, and even in Vorn, a swordsman at the Black Iron Peak wearing it would find their mobility significantly constrained.

In fact, very few infantry armies below Fourth Rank would wear such heavy armor into battle, as it was often the choice for cavalry.

Moreover, the White Lion Armor was not only protected by the armor itself, because it was a Magic Armor, surrounded by Wind Protection Magic, in fact, providing an additional 5 points of magic protection, and for the average soldier of the Kingdom White Lion Legion with Black Iron Peak strength, even breaking through 5 points of magic protection seemed quite challenging.