The Amber Sword

The teenage girl answered that not only did Brando blush, but even Barthom and the cripple looked up at her.

Antitina stared at the young man and replied, "Sir, don't worry, I will fulfill this promise, whether it's to fulfill the promise of my father or my personal thanks. ”

Brando was surprised, and he couldn't help but look at the nobility and answer as if to tell whether it was out of pride or stubbornness. But he reads the message from the other person's firm, clean face, and even has some confidence. Where does her confidence come from? Brando couldn't touch his head for a while.

This thing is getting a little out of his way.

“How are you going to do that, little girl?” Bartom asked later that he had weighed Antitina up and down and couldn't help but answer in the usual vulgar and toned tone of their mercenaries: “Though she looks like a handsome little girl, our adult already has a fiancée, little girl. ”

Antitina, as an aristocrat, although depressed at this moment, but deeply brief where she had heard such vulgar words, was almost frozen, her pale face was slightly red because of anger, but she did not despise with a vulgar guard, she could only look at Brando - her eyes filled with disappointment. Then she turned around, turned to the desk, opened the drawer, took a scroll out of it —— hesitated, but eventually walked over to Brando: “I'm sure it won't be worth less than you expected, sir. ”

She thought about it, so simply answered.

“What is this?” Brando asked.

“My work.” Antitina was a little grumpy when she said that, but she quickly became more confident.

The cripple whispered. Barthom looked at the guy and couldn't help stabbing him. He whispered, "How much do you think this little girl owes us?” The lame stunned and couldn't help but look up at the guy - although Bartom's long hood covered his face, the short lame 'Lorne’ could still see the moustache on his face. “Don't you know?” He asked back.

“Sure.” Barthom whispered, “Why should I know? ”

“I thought you knew," the cripple glanced at him and counted for him instantly: "A nobleman like Boog, even if he was a little depressed, could leave at least one or two thousand torres of annuity. In other words, there are close to 100,000 Torrs, not much, not much, old man. ”

“That's a lot of money.” Bartom nods: “You mean the scroll the grownups have is worth 100,000? ”

“I didn't say that, but if famous paintings were possible, it's not surprising that there are some masters whose works are worth a million. It's just-- the little girl already said, it's her work. To be honest with you, I don't think anything about her is worth the price, otherwise would this little girl still live in a place like this? ”

“You look low. ”

“It's just a reasonable guess, my lord. ”

Antitina heard the conversation between the two of them and couldn't help but squirt her fists.

Brando held onto the scroll with one hand and did not stop the conversation between the lame and Barthom. He also had some doubts for a moment, what exactly is this scroll: the magic recorded on long parchment paper? An ancient transcript? Or, as the cripple said, Antina's painting? He had touched many of these scrolls in his last life, some valuable, some worthless, so he stared at the scorched yellow parchment paper on the surface of the scroll - a thick pile, perhaps, of paper that was not good, but in his hands it had a more sinister feeling - and for a moment he was a little unsure of what Antina's confidence came from.

“Can I open it?” He asked.

“It's already yours. ”

Brando nods his head and carefully flips the reel. His eye curtain is reflected in a complex line chart, with a large number of lines forming a mechanical pattern, mysterious patterns and law arrays filled between the drawings, and each blank space is annotated with the words of Juanxiu. Brando just looked at it and felt it spinning day after day, and it didn't seem like a surprise - it was a sudden realization, it turns out - he immediately closed the scroll with an accelerating heartbeat.

This is a blueprint for the most original magic transmission device.

The drawings are quite rough, arguably less than most of the mature products of this era. As can be seen from the drawings, its designers can almost certainly say that there is not much talent, or even poor, in this regard, and that is precisely the case, and this is an awkward work.

But at this moment, Brando has a heart.

Turns out...

How did the ‘origins’ of one of the ten major player forces in the ‘Amber Sword’ originate from the production and design of the magic transmission devices monopolized by the great empires at the time, and open the prelude to the ‘independence’ era that belonged to the players?

It turns out the answer is here.

Brando had no idea he'd encountered this before coming here, and he'd never associated this weak girl with the ten mysteries of the last ‘Amber Sword', which seemed totally irrelevant, and he hadn't even thought about it in that direction at all. To describe his mood at this moment should be without warning or surprise.

Originally, the leader of the ‘Origins', 'Staff’, had never infiltrated any empire at all, and he had only completed this hidden task line from the outset.

Brando used almost all of his willpower to make his face not very different, and this drawing in his hand is arguably landmark --

There are three forces in this world.

The first force is called the element, or more superior existential force. Fire, wind, water, earth, truth and law, time and space, and even matter itself are a kind of existence, and those who are able to master this power are called warriors, elemental envoys, wizards, and all those with great abilities, but different forces exhibit different qualities on them, but they have a common measure, the 'OAUTH’ -energy level.

The power of the elements is implicit in different human beings until he rears more than 500 Energy Levels (OZ), described in the Temple of Fire as the ‘Catalytic Element’. Since then, these people have been awarded the title of 'Templar Knight’.

This will be a long, even untouchable process, because in Warnde, most people are born with only 0.3 energy levels (OZ), and they cannot reach this height even after a lifetime of exhaustion. But heaven always cares for some, and there is no shortage of such people in this world, who are born with such qualifications and are therefore called the Chosen One.

And the second power, the power of non-human beings, is called the power of God, and the power of faith.

The gods of Warnd have long been divided into two divine systems, Hilma and Einka, Hilma secular, Einka proud, but they are called gods because they hold the sun, moon, and stars above the earth and the laws of everything that runs. Their existence depends on the world, or the projection of rules on the dome of heaven, and they do not need the worship of men, but small mortals, out of fear, have created faith in these powerful beings - and the gods have responded to their people.

This response is the ‘power of God', the power held by the priests - the source of power is God's will to transform the world and the supreme being for his children.

It is for this reason that many sectarians argue day and night in the earth, and the controversy between them arises from the world's misinterpretation of God's will, or the confusion that God himself has created about transforming the world.

As for the third power, it is the power of wisdom and the power of mortals to transform the world.

Brando's magic transmission device, also known as the 'Pivot’, is the source of all the magic power in the world. Powered by the non-artificial (mechanical) transformation of the energy in the magic element crystal, it is small to the magic gun, large to the battleship and even the floating city - it originated from the ideas of the Buchanist wizards and was soon secretly mastered by the royal families of the great empires.

This new, mortally created power quickly changed the pattern of the world. Starting with the dramatic development of productivity, the tremendous changes that have resulted, and the ensuing conflicts of power, resources and decades of jihad and the November war, have destabilized the world over the past 100 years.

And Brando is now in possession of the root cause of this turmoil ——

Even further, the significance of this drawing is that - although it is not technically ahead of most of the same types of pivots of this era, or even significantly behind, and at least 30 years behind in conversion efficiency - it changes the nature of the secret of the monopoly of the 'pivot’ by a few.

In "The Sword of Amber", this magic pivot, called "The Star", designed by Antina, was first created in the player's territory 20 years later and was also a sign that the player later emerged under NPC.

And at this moment, the sign is in his hand.

He couldn't help but take a deep breath and asked, "Did you design it? ”

Antitina had some glitches on her face, but she was stunned to hear such a question.

“You, can you read?” She couldn't bear to ask.

All her knowledge comes from writing, although all her interest and energy have long been invested in the design of the Magic Monitor - although her past mentors have also told her that her talents are not there, and that her accomplishments are bound to be limited if she is to continue along this path. But Antina invested all her money and heart on this path, especially after the death of her parents, and she devoted herself to it - selling her property and even once almost being a mouth-watering businessman, if not protecting her as an aristocrat, I'm afraid she'd be a toy to others by now.

But Antina still hasn't given up.

In particular, she maintains that she may have found a path to the ‘Magic Pivot’. She designed a lot of drawings, and this is just one idea, and it has a fatal flaw that it consumes so much that it even makes the finished product look a little unrealistic. But the little girl still stubbornly thinks her design is worth the price.

But she was ready to be ridiculed by Brando, to muster courage, but she waited for such an answer.

He can read?

“Rough, but at least one finished product.” Brando replied.

“No, sir, you don't understand,” the girl coughed and replied, "This blueprint is actually a semi-finished product, and its input and output are simply out of proportion ——”

“What? A piece of semi-finished product, you dare to pay off your debt!” The cripple listened behind him and jumped right up.

But Brando told Batom to stop the guy, and then looked at Antitina and said, "It's okay, it seems to me that the deal is a bargain. You did what you said, Miss Antina —— you did pay enough, even more. ”

He's not lying, he's more. This is more like an unexpected harvest than Borg's treasure.

Girl couldn't help staring...

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