Amber Sword

In the sky, the Royal First Fleet of Erune tightly chased the Cruz people’s fleet. The Ptolemy-class first-class battleship purchased from the Wind Elves was far more maneuverable than the Pellan-class of the Knoelia Fleet, which was commissioned twenty years ago. However, the Cruz people displayed stronger combat will and personnel quality—though it was merely a local fleet, it showcased the grandeur of the Empire without reserve.

The two sides opened fire in the sky, occasionally turning warships into fireballs rolling down. Yet until Brand’s Wind Spirit Pseudo Dragon joined the battle, the Cruz people were eventually showing signs of weakness, the Pellan-class battleship ’Yasha’ was the first to retreat from battle. The Wind Spirit Pseudo Dragon launched a suicide attack against its Magic Shield, then used its abnormal ability of burning Mana to exhaust the energy source of the first-class battleship. Without power, the Yasha plunged into the Northern Alliance, causing immense casualties.

Soon, a shell from the Eruein escort ship ’Keling’ pierced through the Magic Shield and hit the stern of another flagship, Perran. The captain and first mate died on the spot. The Cruz fleet disintegrated, forced to flee in all directions.

With the fleet retreating, the Northern Alliance on the ground also began fleeing in panic, like ants scattering across the hills, the harsh long horn’s wailing pierced through the rain curtain.

Meanwhile—

Under Brand’s gaze, seven Templars dropped their weapons one by one. The battlefield had no chance of victory, their resistance was utterly pointless.

Soon the entire battlefield quieted down, leaving only the sound of the rain and the moans of the wounded.

Brand finally breathed a sigh of relief, only now did he feel as if all the strength in his body had been drained, he sat down heavily on the rock behind him.

Nemesia was ordering the survivors to set up crude rain shelters, moving the wounded inside.

Most of these wounded were soldiers of the Northern Alliance, a few were Cruz people, thanks to the Life Holy Scripture, there were almost no injured belonging to the Princess’s side.

Princess Griffine soon found him.

"Mr. Brand, should we continue to pursue the Cruz fleet?" The Half-Elf Princess asked hesitantly. The Cruz people had twelve main fleets, Kenuolia was merely a local fleet, similar to the Ampezel Navy, in her view, continuing the pursuit seemed unnecessary, instead, it might provoke the Cruz people.

"We must continue the pursuit, Your Highness, letting them regroup with the Northern Alliance again would be a new problem," Brand understood why Her Highness hesitated and immediately explained: "It’s best to order Count Yanilasu to chase them all the way to Ampezel, completely annihilating this fleet."

His words bluntly exposed the intention to seize Ampezel by taking advantage of the situation, even Princess Griffine was startled. Actually, she had discussed this issue with Ou Fuwei’er and Otin. At present, the Northern Alliance had just been defeated, the Harbor Guard at Ampezel heavily damaged, their victory momentum makes attacking and occupying Ampezel a reasonable judgment.

And by holding Ampezel, this fortress connecting North and South, later attacking the North with no worries during their war would be advantageous. But the only issue was the attitude of the Cruz people.

Completely annihilating one of the Cruz fleets and merely defeating their fleet were two different concepts. If the attempt on Ampezel brings the Cruz Empire fully into this war, it would be somewhat futile.

Thinking of this, she couldn’t help but fix her beautiful silver eyes on Brand, as if trying to see through this man’s thoughts—he seemed never to take the Cruz Empire seriously, not even considering it before wanting to completely wipe out the Knoelia fleet, which was too bold; even the Kingdom’s Lonely Wolf, her teacher, cautiously discussed Cruz people, after all, living under the shadow of the Lion, too much ostentation would bring disaster.

Brand certainly understood the concerns of this Princess of Erune, but he found such concerns rather amusing: "Your Highness, rest assured, the Cruz people dare not trouble us because of this."

"Why?" Princess Griffine frowned, feeling this was overly optimistic.

"Because of the Wind Elves."

It was so, but she shook her head: "Mr. Brand, the Wind Elves’ support for us isn’t as much as you imagine. If the Cruz people merely utilize the North to punish us, without sincerely planning to invade Erune, then the Silent Spirit Court of Saint Ausor might hardly take action."