The Amber Sword

Brando had a big heart attack, which was his biggest secret in the world. Although he and Brando are already one, it is difficult, after all, to explain where the memories of the Second Century come from, even though he made himself accept all of this, but the heart will inevitably exist.

Unexpecting this secret hidden in the heart, the earth was ripped apart by the Golden Devil Tree in a moment. No, but he shook his head right away. The heart of the Golden Tree could not penetrate so quickly into his heart, and the monster was using his mindset - if so, why Brando's grandfather would say such a thing.

Brando suddenly realized that it must have been him who thought the old man should say something like that. Only man himself knows what he is afraid of, and here his enemies are himself.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The feeling of bare exposure to the enemy disappeared after the reaction had not changed hands, and Brando quickly calmed down. The first attack of the Golden Demon Tree was accidentally dissolved by his experience in the last century. Instead, his state of mind became more stable and he was forced to cry out fortunately.

He pulled out the Spike of Light and replied, “If you're qualified, you'll see. ”

The old man nodded: "That's right, that's like the Damon man. But there are too many people in the world who talk nonsense, and I don't want my descendants to be so incompetent. ”

Brando's mind moves, it's not a test, Brando's grandfather's reaction is a self-affirmation in Brando's mind. This suggests that his state of confidence is gradually returning, a sign that the mind is approaching a steady peak.

That's a good sign.

Brando told his grandfather to do it first, even in his dreams, but after all, he was facing his elders. Being polite was also out of confidence, and he should give in.

In the dream of the golden demon tree, a glimpse of preemption is not a sign of your power taking the upper hand, and it may be this evil creature that set you up in an undetectable trap. Only by adhering to every weakness in humanity can it be rendered inorganic.

The old man nodded again, moving one step forward on his left foot and placing his sword behind his left arm. This starting position is the most sophisticated of military swordsmanship. Brando couldn't help but feel numb on the scalp. It was when he didn't practise military swordsmanship himself. As for Bresson and Freya, their swordsmanship is nothing compared to this - Brando, where exactly is your grandfather?

This thought flashed through his heart, and Brando felt the sword in his hand heavily. He couldn't bear to curse, just such a gap frightening emotion was caught by the Golden Demon Tree, which doesn't want anyone to live!

He also took a defensive stance, as he did not have the skills of any other swordsmanship, so he also chose a more mature defensive position in military swordsmanship. In front of such a sophisticated swordsman, it makes no sense to have flower shelves that he has used in advanced swordsmanship before, and without experience, a shelf alone in front of Brando's grandfather is tantamount to a fracture all over his body.

Brando, as an old warrior, also understands this deeply.

The old man had no indication that the sword had sparkled. Brando found his grandfather's sword not fast, but steady and scary. Describe it in terms of a warrior's professional vocabulary - a sword that looks unbroken from the front and is plain and unexpected, but feels that the voids on all sides are within the range of the counterattack of each other's sword posture.

He took a breath of cold air. Is that what Brando remembers about his grandfather's swordsmanship? No wonder he won the Candlelight Medal, a monstrous swordsmanship. No wonder Brando's swordsmanship talent was so brilliant, it turned out to be a pulse - he couldn't help but think that if the old man was born a little better, he would probably be a knight under a seal.

Brando had no room to fight back, so he had to seal the other side's room for further attack. When two swords were staggered together - so powerful, Brando was shocked. But before he could finish his surprise, he felt the other sword weigh another point.

Goddamn you, Golden Devil Tree!

Brando, of course, knows what's going on, and it's so seamless, compared to that golden demon tree in the game, it's like a toy. What is a master of manipulation, and that is what it is, but Brando is not afraid at all at this moment, but wary.

He stared into his grandfather's eyes, and the old man's divine color had always been water, calm, but as if he could see people's hearts.

Brando suddenly found it strange. Why such a wonderful grandfather is so indifferent in Brando's own heart, and even when he first saw this old man, he had to respond from his own memories of childhood - that's his grandfather.

This is clearly not normal.

He searched his memories, and Brando's memories of his grandfather seemed harsh, grinning, and about the Candlefire Medal and the heavy halo of the November War veterans. And the other memories of the grandfather, not even the old house, but the painting.

But how is it possible to be strange when we meet again one morning and one evening between grandchildren for several years? Even his grandfather's face was fading away, and Brando didn't look like one.

Once again, he holds the old man's sword when a metal clash sounds. He felt the sword in his hand weighed again, and could barely take it off his hands and fly out. Brando was shocked, and he couldn't help but look at the old man.

The old man's expression became serious and seemed somewhat dissatisfied.

Ten years, I'm still not my grandfather's opponent.

Brando couldn't help but read the message from his heart - no, it was self-doubt! In his heart, he was shocked that a slight crack in the line of defense of the mind widened further, and the more lawless the attack, the older man attacked him and knocked him over. Our owner was so cold that he hurried up from the grass.

But he climbed up and looked back, where there was grass, and this was clearly a gray-covered house. By the way, this is Butch's old house, and that was the night he woke up here and came to the world.

Cold sweat stains on Brando's forehead suggest that the invasion of the Golden Demon Tree has deepened further. He couldn't help but reach for his waistbag, where he was the key to overcoming the scene —— but he hesitated, do you want to do it yourself?

All of a sudden there was a discomfort in his heart, and he looked up at the old man's face, Brando's grandfather's face. The old man is still a serious face with a slightly disappointing colour on his wrinkled face.

This disappointment deeply hurt him.

It's like Brando's memory of 20 years suddenly became clear, as if he were going to break out of his body and fight his grandfather alone.

I can do it, let me do it...

He suddenly felt this idea in his mind, and he knew that it belonged to Brando that the emotions were affecting him. He has been integrated into the world, into the memories of his own loved ones.

But he shook his head again. No, maybe this is the Golden Tree exploiting the weakness of humanity? He had to leave the dream immediately with that technique, but when he put his hand in that position, he couldn't help but freak out.

Because he saw the disappointment in the old man's face--

“No, I can't abandon Brando. ”

“But you have to understand that the Golden Devil Tree is exploiting Brando's weakness. ”

“But even so, that's part of me. ”

“You will fail. ”

“Abandoning weakness is not defeating oneself. ”

Brando suddenly calmed down.

He suddenly realized why Brando's grandfather hadn't opened his mouth once since the sword came out. Although the old man should have had many chances to completely break Brando's psychological defense line, the old man's face was always deeply disappointed.

But the old man didn't say anything, and he looked so quietly and waited quietly.

Brando suddenly felt a lightning strike through his mind, illuminating every dark corner of his heart, and he suddenly realized that it was not the Golden Demon Tree that had created mercy for Brando.

No, it's the young man who's still holding on to the last piece of pure earth in his heart!

Why is that?

Brando couldn't help but look up at the old man's serious, slightly sighing face. That face hidden behind the shadow of the old house. What else does the old man seem to be hiding? Is it disappointment?

Exactly disappointed.

All of a sudden he's all chestnuted up, and what is that waiting in disappointment, that silent expectation, Brando? That's Brando's grandfather, his grim, deep eyes filled with disappointment in this young man's growth, but this deep disappointment is not a reproach - it's a hope that one day Brando will understand and experience the affection behind this expectation.

Your loved ones will never truly blame you, they will only wait and wait for a day when you will understand, maybe one day they will grow old, maybe one day they will not be in the world, but they will remain in your heart, waiting for a day when you will understand.

When you understand their love for you.

Brando raised his head and held his sword tightly in his hand. He raised his head and forcefully withstood the tears from coming out of his eyes. He always thought he understood the world, but never thought he understood anything.

“Brando, remember what I said to you. Your spine, to be as straight as your sword, Damon's man, to live with his head up his chest, you are my grandson, you are the best one in my heart.” Once again the old man raised his sword in his hand.

“Come on, let me see what you've learned in the 10 years since I left. ”

Brando nodded and was already in tears. That's what his grandfather said, and it's not, that's the answer he gave himself in his own heart, that's the way Brando wanted it.

Took a Deep Breath.

Two swords staggered --

“Stand up, Brando. How can a Damon man be so weak? ”

“Why are you crying? Can rubbing a little skin kill you? ”

“Tell me, what am I going to do with you this time? ”

The grandfather in the impression should be the one who sits strictly in the position of a parent, silent and looks at his grandfather with a disappointing gaze.

The grandfather in the impression should be the one who is always unhappy with everything he does.

But the old man, who I remember, finally walked the last part of his life, and Brando stood in front of the wooden bed and felt his grandfather's hand gently on his head, rubbing his hair like he had rubbed it by the river Pragues when he was a kid, but eventually lost his strength and crossed his young face.

It's so rough, but it makes people feel like they can rely on it. Does the sigh, even in the end, disappoint, entrust the burden and hope?

Brando felt that his grandfather's dream was falling apart around his body, and he held the candle fire medal, which was turning into a lit dust, for a long time.

“Thank you, old man. ”

“Thank you, my grandfather. ”

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