Amber Sword

"Perhaps one day in the future, the White Lion will be reborn from the ashes, rather than extinguishing forever."

The voice of the Female Knight pierced through the rain clearly, her promise seemed like an oath, just like the rules set by Former King Eck in front of the Lion Heart Sword. At that moment, a miracle happened, and the Officer Cadets at the Royal Knight Academy were astonished to see the Battle Armor of the White Lion Legion glow slightly.

Then a faint golden light seemed to descend from the sky, enveloping each soldier of the White Lion Legion, finally forming a golden seal.

If Brand were here, he would probably recognize that this was the final seal on the White Lion Armor.

It was also the source of the legendary ability of the White Lion Legion, which he and Master Buru could never figure out—

The Lion Seal, granting the wearer the effect of bravery. An army wearing it will fear no more, their morale forever high, and they will not fall into panic under any circumstances.

The soul of that lion seemed to have resurrected.

Kagris raised his head, suddenly feeling as if the ever-present gaze from the sky had vanished. It was as if the Ancient King had departed, but Erune had already had a new successor.

All the remaining soldiers of the White Lion Legion let out a roar and launched an attack against an enemy several times their number. At this moment, fear and confusion no longer obstructed their hearts but became the motivation to overcome everything and advance.

Although perhaps they will ultimately be defeated, the legend of Erune and the White Lion will be passed down.

It will never be extinguished.

Unfortunately, the Minotaurs from Jogen Digan do not think; otherwise, they would certainly tremble in facing such an army that had cast aside everything. But facing these unstoppable humans, all they could do was raise their giant axes.

They might not quite understand why these humans could accept failure so calmly. For creatures from the Dark depths underground, survival is the only honor.

Behind the Minotaurs, the Medusas also raised their bows.

The two armies clashed fiercely.

Courage, honor, or simply the desire for survival mixed together at this moment, inseparable. Humans achieved a temporary stalemate with the Minotaurs through great sacrifice, but the cost was alarming losses.

Frey charged at the forefront, her Sword as steadfast as if it could pierce through countless obstacles—

Qian watched the back of the Female Knight with some admiration, but the stirring in her heart was not this unyielding courage, but an unyielding faith. For the first time, she realized that someone could be so resolute, able to fight alone without relying on others.

It was a trait she found compelling, which she once thought only the Lord possessed.

But it turns out a girl could also achieve it.

In that instant, Frey’s silhouette was like some profound memory, just a moment, but already etched deeply in her heart.

Suddenly, she felt willing to wield her Sword for her, to pave a path by her side.

...

"Can we win?"

"I’m afraid not."

Wood, Deceitful Fox Marko, and Ou Fuwei’er exchanged a brief conversation. This tall Chief Priest of the Cruz people stood upright, and an Attendant immediately draped a robe over him.

"Lord of Priest?"

"The Eruein are fighting for their Destiny, to speak bluntly, I must also bet on my Destiny and faith." Wood sighed and replied: "Just standing here and watching, makes me feel deeply ashamed, and brings shame to the King of Flames."

"But Lord, the Demons should have kept a trump card, if you act now..."

"Now is not the time to think about this."

Wood answered indifferently.

At this moment, the ship’s cabin door suddenly opened. Everyone couldn’t help but frown, had those below become so panicked that they forgot even basic etiquette?

They turned around only to see the somewhat peculiar face of Count Violet Bali.

"They have arrived!"

"Who?"

Qian skewered a Minotaur with a spear, then suddenly turned around. She seized Frey by the arm in front, slightly furrowing her beautiful brows.

"Qian?"

"Something is here."

The ground trembled slightly, soon, everyone felt this subtle change. The soldiers of the White Lion Legion at the back turned around first.

The dawn was still a long way off.

But on the southern horizon appeared a line of silver light.

That was not the Dawn.

But an unbroken silver line of Armor. Countless Cavalry were galloping over the hills, raising their Banners, roaring like the ocean, singing the Holy Songs from the Saint War Era.

"Cavalry?!"

"Where is this Cavalry from!"

"Does the South still have such an army?"

Frey slightly furrowed her brows, seeing a Banner leading this army forward, singing songs she had never heard, as if an army from Myth.

’The Horn resounds again, may all races remember the sacred covenant’

’The Dark wings shroud the sky, but the silver Dawn still rises’

’Ancient oaths echo across the Earth, Armor pristine, Longsword still echoes’

’The Saint arrives upon command, the Flames of war reignite’

𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

On that Battle Banner, a pure silver Sacred Lily emblem shone nearly blindingly.

Silver Elf.

They once again returned to this land.

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(PS: The Third Volume concludes here, ... feeling suddenly so long.) (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, feel free to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets, monthly tickets, your support is my greatest motivation.)