The Amber Sword

In July, the air in Prague seemed to be filled with a kind of stupidity.

The dark flow beneath the calm surface foresees that the aristocrats, large and small, have been scorching for half a month - within their circles, signs of the end of the war are becoming more and more apparent - and while the lives of the citizens at the bottom remain the same, those who want to take the opportunity to earn a fortune gradually become restless.

Citizens often see messenger horses entering the city one after the other, and those who do not know think the fighting is tight, but one of these letterheads conveys the progress of negotiations in Fort Winter.

Civilians are so disturbed that nobles are disturbed throughout the day.

It's just that none of this has anything to do with Brando, and the young man is acting smoothly on his own schedule - he spent three days buying a relationship and getting a certificate of registration for a pioneering knight - a document that says the loyalty and responsibility of the knight and the monarch to each other, followed by a seal.

This thin piece of parchment paper was more expensive than gold some years earlier, but as Eru gradually declined, the cavalier class fell into the dead and hard forces of the place, and the adventurers turned to illegal causes. Instead, no one was keen to expand the territory of this ancient kingdom, so that the title of 'pioneering knight’ gradually became unnamed.

Since the reign of the First King, the aristocrats who had originated earlier through pioneering knight status have gradually begun to mark the price transfer for this title, and since then this paper has become increasingly worthless.

Brando bought a beautiful dress for the wife of a small municipal official, back and forth, just as he had done in the game before.

It was eleven days before he had the paperwork, and that day the cripple brought him another good news - his long-awaited underground trade was finally here.

Just like the markets that regularly exist in certain areas, the gray areas of Prague hold underground transactions in the month. Just don't be surprised at the fact that most of the things sold at this market are invisible to thieves, contraband and even trade in human beings, because those who participate in this trade fair - in addition to mercenaries and adventurers and illegal businessmen - are more Braggs rulemakers.

That's nobles.

There is no doubt that it is the local subterranean forces that are behind this underground market, but it is inevitable that some nobility is not involved, which would have been an open fact.

It is enough to hide from the small citizens who need a peaceful and stable society.

The underground trade fairs in Pragues are held regularly in the Maria market in the Hood district or in the shepherds' market in the eastern city, where the organizers deliberately pick out densely populated places to better cover their eyes and ears. But hearts and minds tend to find that at these two times there will be a lot of strange faces, asking each other, climbing, and then leaving the next morning in a hurry.

Especially in these two markets, there is also a small auction house for rent - which, of course, is just a prima facie excuse. In fact, the auction houses were built almost exclusively for this regular gathering, in addition to their occasional use.

If you look into their owners, you'll only look into the head of an unusual merchant nearby. But if you look deeper, you'll find that both buildings are actually funded by the local councils of nobility.

Of course, these are off-topic.

When Barthom led Brando out of the carriage, Prague's sunset was like in the oil painting of the same name, hanging from the sky like an orange red fire group, burning a circle of clouds and xia around him.

Face this fiery red daylight, the young man wears a knight's uniform, irons his pen, and the Wizard Apprentice Charles stands beside him in order for the two of them to disguise themselves as that identity on his invitation - from the Highland Knight of Karasou and his apprentice.

And, of course, Brando's sister, alias Antina, who was subsequently drawn from the carriage, and his fiancée, Miss Roman.

Antitina pulled her hand away from Brando without a trace, wearing a black veil, a black dress and a pale glow in her eyes, staring at people outside the small auction site.

The girl gently held her lips and her temperament had turned upside down a few days earlier. If the first time she met Brando, it felt like I saw the weakness of Judea, but at this moment it became cold and naturally gave off a breath of life not close to me.

Don't say it was Tester's spy at this moment, I'm afraid it was‘ Owl 'Jon himself in front of Antina, and I don't think he dared to even recognize him for a while.

Besides, in the face of this windy mouth, trivial little things like a man missing in a city in Northwestern will never come to the fore. The cemetery district was so much a conversation that the municipal staff discovered their negligence only a few days later from the actions of their colleagues--

The disappearance of the population should have been part of the work of the municipal security forces, but by then the security cavalry had searched with great banners. The cavalry units of the three squadrons almost turned the eastern city by one, so much so that they all counted as a Doug that they almost shook up the local Lordship Council in Prague.

But afterwards Viscount Tester did not seem to want the matter to fall into the hands of the others, and so the whole thing ended up in the ‘cemetery attack' almost six months ago, becoming a headless case.

That's why Antina can now safely appear outside.

Standing next to her, above her forehead, was Roman, and the businesswoman was staring at a row of crystal balls not far from the table, with her tiny eyebrows, as if she were going to come up with a spirit of scholarly hard work —— trying to figure out what it was.

But what made Brando laugh a little bit was that there wasn't a word written on the crystal ball, and even if it was staring at it for a long time, it wouldn't grow on it.

He knew that she was just trying to get Antina's attention.

Little Roman and Antina have lived together for a few days, and she has a natural sense of acute smell that can smell the opportunity under an ordinary phenomenon - but Antina happens to have the common sense of the outside world that she lacks, along with some of the necessary knowledge.

It's like, if no one tells this future businesswoman that the Anzek region has always had the responsibility of delivering alcohol and food to Pragues, I'm sure the rural girl born in Butch won't see the business opportunities involved.

But Antina is now in this role, and although all her knowledge comes from books, it's always better than Miss Roman's, isn't it?

“What is that, Ann?” Roman finally couldn't bear it.

Antitina's attention was actually focused on that row of thumb-sized crystal balls, whose owner was a man in a black dress: not everyone in Eruin was entitled to wear a dress like that, that was a monk.

The young girl had to look at Brando, but the young man looked indifferent. She shrugged and frowned.

“That's a ‘spark’.” Antitina answered softly, overwhelmed.

“What is a spark? ”

“Sparks are sacred objects of civilization that people spread in the wilderness, and I didn't expect to see at an auction like this.” Antitina replied.

“I don't get it.” The businesswoman answered bluntly.

Antitina had to sigh and stay with her for a few days, but Brando didn't disappoint her. She never wanted to hire her own people to be truly an aristocratic knight, but also a legendary highland knight. Besides, most of the time Brando behaved politely and was calm and comfortable, in keeping with her imaginary image of the Lord -

But his fiancée was a bit of a headache, not to say that Roman didn't get along well. On the contrary, the businesswoman's personality was mostly likable. But what made the girl a little headache was that she seemed to really think of her as a mobile encyclopedia, always asking with a curious look.

But she couldn't refuse, and she said, "What do you know about our world? ”

“Don't know.”

“ …… ”

The girl coughed twice and replied: "Then I try to be as shallow as I can. In the Kurdish epic, their god ‘Essilou' (Martha) created a world of fire, wind, earth, water, life and darkness from chaos. With the covenant of the four Elves, the boundaries of the world--”

“This border constantly draws magical power out of chaos, forming a land that extends indefinitely in four directions, that is, the world in which we live - so the shape of the world should be heavenly and round and extend indefinitely to all directions. ”

“But the world is always chaotic, so Lord Martha uses the law to bind order to the land on which mortals walk. In these areas, the sun and moon stars function normally, so that human beings can reproduce and civilization can continue -"

“But beyond the land that Lord Martha guards, there is a vast area of transition between elements and chaos, what we call 'barbarity’. But there is no interchange between the land of order and the land of barbarity, from which to pioneer the knight and the 'demonic tide’. ”

“Sparks, on the other hand, are the key to planting the law on earth. A land built in desolation must have a spark. ”

As Antina coughed, she asked after the answer: "Do you understand me? ”

Roman nodded and shook his head again, answering nicely: "I only understand the first sentence -- ah! Pain, pain, Brando let go of me--" Turns out she hadn't finished her sentence, so Brando pulled her face over and pinched her in her arms.

“Little Roman, it seems you're not destined to be a wizard's gift, so don't worry about it. Let's see how much money we can make at the auction.” Brando said to her, turning around and giving Antina an sorry look.

The girl smiled.

She walked up and said, "Don't you mind the sparks, Mr. Brando?” As a clerk, of course, she knew that Brando had gone to buy a certificate from a pioneering knight.

Brando looked at the crystal balls, and the appearance of so many sparks did interest him, but he must be the only one who cared about it, and he thought he would have to try it later. Besides, he's going somewhere with a sleeping spark, and he's not in a hurry to use something like that.

And he said, "I get it, you can try it later. ”

Antitina glanced at him and thought about it, somewhat uncomfortable nodding her head. Brando seemed to her to be the kind of young knight who ran away from home to create his own heavens and earth, and whether he could make a difference depended entirely on whether he could own his territory - or build merit in war.

The teenage girl also understands how long her own path is and depends on it entirely. After all, only Brando appreciates her talent at this moment.

So Brando moved every step of the way, and she couldn't help but worry.

Brando also saw the girl's worries and wanted to say something, but suddenly he saw the cripple hiding in the dark and gesturing at him, telling him that the trade was about to start and that he and the others would hurry. The young man looked up slightly and found that those gathered around him had begun to enter.

(PS. A little uncomfortable today, just one chapter.

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