Amber Sword

"Enough of the nonsense!" Williams dared not allow him to speak any further, for fear that he, the Deputy Commander, might truly end up in the religious court. "As for you, the descendant of the Cadiloso family, sixty years ago, the Holy Temple made a colossal mistake. But they will not err again," he turned his head, coldly gazing at the Black Tower Wizards above the sky, "You all should still remember everything that occurred in Feifopi Valley. If you don’t wish to be embroiled in this enormous trouble, turn around and leave at once. Today, I can pretend you never appeared."

Feifopi Valley? Brand was slightly taken aback. He vaguely recalled hearing that name somewhere before. He immediately committed the place name to memory, intending to visit Qia’en’s Great Library to look it up when he had time. Or better yet, check the history on the ’Silver Wall’ in Bujia.

But it seems that the Flame Temple is indeed very wary of the Black Tower Wizards. It’s a pity that the Kerkova Royal Family failed to capture them back then. Now, it seems that the Highland Wizards hold no animosity toward Princess Griffine, so why did it later lead to such a rupture?

Williams thought he could intimidate these suddenly appearing troublemakers, yet unexpectedly, a group emerged from behind the Grey Robed Wizard atop the Black Tower. As soon as he saw the knights clad in sky-blue armor, he privately cursed, seeing that the leader among them was the Highland Knight Commander Bunide.

This handsome middle-aged man indeed smiled faintly, replying, "Williams, it seems your memory is fading quickly, showing signs of premature aging. How did I respond to you last time? The decision of the Highland Knights half a century ago is our decision now. When have the Highland Knights ever violated their vows?"

"If you want war, then I shall accompany you. The Flame Temple is formidable, but the blood of the Danier people is not yet dry." Bunide drew his longsword and winked at Brand in the forest below, "Descendant of Darus, I’ve heard of your wits, surely you wouldn’t engage in a decisive battle here with these Northern Men without full assurance. Thus, I will help you hold off these broken vessels of the Flame Temple, hoping you can properly teach these arrogant Cruz people a lesson."

Brand raised his head, smiling inwardly. The sudden appearance of Ecco and the Highland Knights warmed his heart. The Erune people aren’t extinct; at least some still have the ancient pride flowing in their veins.

"Naturally."

"But bear in mind that these might be just the vanguard fleet of the Cruz people, Uncle, you better be careful," he replied.

"Uncle?" Bunide laughed aloud, "Thank you for your concern."

These two were oblivious to others, while Williams’ heart burned with rage that could extinguish the Erune people. "Since you refuse the goodwill and are determined to forge ahead relentlessly, then there is no need for further talks." He knew that based on previous speeches alone, if he couldn’t kill Brand today, tomorrow he might be sent to the Inquisition. He took one last look at the Highland Knights among the Danier people, speaking no further.

The negotiation broke down, the attack continued.

The Northern Alliance was reorganizing, in fact even Lantoniyan’s army needed time to adjust. But the great battle was imminent, Brand bowed his head, shouting to Ecco not far away, "Ecco, can you hold off the Northern Men?"

"A bit troublesome." Ecco waved his sword, "Didn’t expect there to be so many."

Brand almost collapsed, didn’t expect the enemy to be numerous and you still came, is this how a Commander acts? Suddenly he caught sight of Macaro’s face as dark as a pot’s bottom, unexpectedly gaining some understanding of the other’s mood.

But Ecco merely smiled calmly and said, "But it’s fine, knights charge forward for ideals, seeking only death!"

Brand shook his head, this guy is truly a madman. But he doesn’t want to die here along with a mindless knight, the situation below must be stabilized first to deal with the holy temple knights above. He finally tossed the card forward, saying, "No worries, since that’s the case, let me lend a hand."

"Ah, how will you help?"

Brand didn’t need to answer.

For the Life Holy Scripture was entering the fray.

A mass of pure and white light was rising from the Angkel Mountains. It resembled the "first ray of light in the darkness, granting Life and Spirit" depicted in the Cruz people’s creation epic.

Suddenly, before Brand appeared a colossal book exuding the purest life force. At that instant, he discarded the Wave Gem, utilizing its trait "Sacrifice this card, choose any card from your hand, allowing it to enter play for free." Without any cost, he placed the 25-cost Life Holy Scripture into play.