The Amber Sword

The battle seemed to have ended at the beginning.

Ike could almost be sure that the guys under the black robe had at least the strength to go upstream in silver, but he didn't see what was happening, and he didn't see what was happening.

He was almost certain that Cabot was going to splash blood on the spot, and he finally couldn't bear to pull his sword out of the hot blood to stop it.

But the old man, who had to come out of behind Cabot, just lit up a little, and a few grey rays flashed —— the guys he thought were nightmares turned into dust.

The young man opened his mouth and did not know for a moment whether he was dreaming or not.

At the time of the old man's imposition, the holy mark of earth appeared in the palm of his hand - a wizard with the power of the elements - even though Ike was more isolated and knew that the whole of Eruin did not exceed ten. Of these ten, one is either a long-time senior wizard or a lord, and the rest is the owner of the Black Tower and the Star and Moon Council.

Who is he?

Then he saw Cabot bend down and said respectfully to the old man, "Thank you, Master Leewoods. ”

The phrase is like a sunny thunderbolt, allowing Ike to keep rushing out of the back of the sack for a while. In Eruin, there are a lot of people called Leewoods. But there is only one who is qualified to be called the Master.

Leewoods? Hardwella? Gemmer.

Eluin's chief court wizard, who assisted the Three Dynasties Elder of Anson VII.

Ike was a little confused for a while, and he just couldn't figure out why he met such a big man in such a remote place. And it looks like he's still here to help them.

“This… this…” the young man pointed at the old man with a slight glare: “You, you are…”

The old man nodded, admitted his speculation, and replied, "It's a long story, Mr. Eckhart, to let the Cavaliers take us to a safe place. I'll explain it to you later. ”

“Cabot... knight?” Eko looked at Cabot and felt like the world was being turned upside down.

……

Brando's pedestrians picked up along the quiet mountain forest to the east, and the footsteps of fifteen men's squad of 'sand’ ran through the dense artemisia, like a shadowless, invisible long serpent sliding through the pitch-black of five fingers; but looking backwards, his gaze occasionally separated the grass leaves and saw the starlit fire in the forest beneath the mountains, where there was a camp with a bright light, but at this moment there was only the remnants of sporadic charcoal fire in the dark.

“Our horses are still in the camp, Brando. ”

This was the third time that she had asked, Brando knew that Roman was heartbroken by her pony and had to shake his head with a smile.

“They'll go back, won't they, Brando?” The businesswoman's eyes were lit with flames under the mountain; she turned around and raised her white chin to ask.

She knows what Brando means.

After all, Roman is just a soft little girl. Just like though she knew that she and her aunt were not very popular among the villagers, the land of a viable party, after all, was called her hometown.

So she's still willing to help Freya rebuild Butch--

“Only Lord Martha knows about it.” Brando replied. Whether the Grey Wolf Mercenary Group will come to terms with the aftermath of history is not his decision, but his ability to influence the views of the 'Wolf' Makaro.

“But they realize it's a trap, and they should be alert," Roman asks. “Brando, aren't you the smart guy Makaro is? ”

“It's too smart.” Brando knew that before Makaro became a free mercenary, the 'coyote' was known as a cunning fox, and that he had been the chief thinker of the Royal Party Reformers, and that he would not have been here if it had not been for the failure of that political struggle 11 years ago.

“So they're counting on each other.” Antitina asked.

“Almost. ”

“I don't understand why they did it.” The nobleman cannot resist another hypothesis: "Is there really enough distracting secret in this forest? ”

Brando smiled, and the secret was there, but it wasn't enough. Moreover, both sides in the struggle are afraid of not caring about this, and they are concerned about another matter.

His smile fell into Antina's eyes, and the girl immediately asked, "What do you know, my lord? ”

Brando nodded.

“We saw that young man the other day, remember?” He said, "Should his real name be Ike? Rantneyland? Ophelia. ”

“The name is familiar. ”

“Naturally, you should have heard of Cannon? Lantonilan? Ophelia. ”

Roman and the other mercenaries were fine, but the noblemen couldn't help but cough violently. She looked up pale for half a day and gasped, “Grand Duke of Lantoniland? ”

“Ike also has a title, Count Mevak, which is a title with territory.” Brando squints his eyes, "I'm afraid he doesn't even know. ”

“This is…” Antittina couldn't help but ask: "Is it related to the political struggle 11 years ago? By the way, the son of Grand Duke Lantoniland--"

She suddenly shut up and looked at Brando with a strange look.

“Lord, how could you know so clearly? ”

“Just a public secret.” Brando opens the channel.

“So this is...”

“It remains a public secret that Eruin is no longer the Eruin of the past and that its top management is obsolete and unworthy of repair. Even further, already sick.” Brando looked at the nobleman and deliberately said these words in front of her.

“It's not just us, you see, Miss Antina. In less than three months, the country will be torn apart. And what you see now is just a struggle before it's temporary. ”

These words, while not quite counterproductive in this world, still contain a clear indication of ambition.

“Is the Korkova dynasty still alive?” Antitina asked, still thinking of the name that had brought glory to Eruin.

“Perhaps there is.” Brando thought of Princess Regent.

“What shall we do, Lord?” Antitina interrupted his thinking and asked quietly.

“Find the sage tablet first.” Brando looked at the distant, undulating mountains - the mountains staggered each other, forming dark, dark scissors with different layers in the night - but the young man's eyes seemed to be able to pass through those obstacles, as if he had seen the goal, answering concisely and forcefully.

The young man had stepped up to the top of the mountain with many people, and the wind swept up and suddenly grew much bigger, as if the flowing air from the narrow whistles of the southern mountains had suddenly crossed the mountain forest and lifted his cape.

Brando smelled the smell of the wind, and he stared at the dark, quiet valley on the other side of the hill, flashing a little surprise in his eyes, but then the surprise came to pass: “Sure enough, here it seems, these guys are still not kidding me on the key issue--”

And when the others heard the exclamation, they looked at him.

“See that valley down there? ”

“Is there a problem?” Roman asks curiously.

“Um...” Brando reached out a hand from under the cape, his index finger pointing distantly at the valley - but along the direction he was pointing at, people were just looking at the forest and laying a dark carpet along the hills on both sides. But the young man turned around, and there was a flash of light in his eyes: "Have you heard of the altar? ”

“The altar? ”

“The words of the altar," Roman replied in earnest: "When I was a child, I saw the altar in the temple of fire with my aunt. Is that it? ”

“Naturally not. ”

“So you've heard of the ‘nest'? ”

Everyone implicitly, this nature.

“There should be a nest in that valley. ”

“What?”

The mercenary captain who stood behind him was shocked, and everyone knew that the nest was a country's potential for war. Few understand that wild nests, apart from artificial ones, are a dangerous no-go area for a hundred miles - in fact, humans often pay a great price to purify a nest.

“What level of nest is that?” He asked immediately.

“Don't be nervous," Brando told him. He looked at the whole valley and stopped. "It's an altar of order, if I'm not mistaken, it's the Temple of Truth. ”

“The altar of order? ”

“Have you heard of the Gate of Heaven? ”

The mercenaries suck in a breath of cold air, and Rubis' mercenary comes from Grace, the Knights Nation, and naturally understands what the term stands for. ‘Tiger Sparrow' saw a puzzling face of Antina and Roman, which explained in a whisper: “Angel of the Seas. ”

Antitina ‘ah’ looked incredibly at Brando immediately; the Knights' nation of Grace, less than a fifth of the size of Eruin, was at the head of the bright cathedral for no other reason, precisely because it had two of the finest regiments on the Vaughn continent.

Fantastic Heart Knights Regiment and Glorious Legion of Thrones.

In the last jihad, Eruin, a force of His Majesty the Temple of Fire, did not suffer less from these two armies.

Tiger Sparrow also looked at him in a bit of a panic and stumbled and asked, "Lord, are you saying that there is a gateway to heaven in the valley? ”

Brando shook his head immediately. Just kidding, there's a Gate of Heaven in this valley that he can find on his turn. The Gate of Heaven is also called the Step of the Angel, and the creature born from it is called the ‘Angel of the Throne', the most powerful fighter of the bright forces. And yet there are unusual signs of heaven within a hundred miles of the gates of heaven, so obviously, unless the local temple of flames is brain broken to the limit, it is not his turn to divide a cup.

“No, there's an order altar down there, similar to the gates of heaven.” Brando replied.

“Similar?” The mercenary captain stunned, though the most legendary collection of mercenary concepts in history, after all, not a learned scholar. The world's major biological nests are in the hands of those in power or local nobility, and most people have only heard the relevant rumours, and it should be understood that most people have neither this qualification nor this opportunity.

“Are you saying it's a lair sheltered by Lord Martha?” Antittina caught Brando sharply.

Brando had a beam, although he had this concept in his head, but he couldn't help but follow the language of the game when he asked. It can only be said that Sophie's personality is always proactive when it comes to tasks and plots.

He smiled bitterly and nodded.

“In that case, it's also a big discovery.” ‘Tiger Sparrow' said immediately. Because wild nests are too difficult to purify, transforming a magically contaminated nest is often not an overnight thing, and the whole process can sometimes take up to 10 or 20 years.

But the nest of creatures sheltered by Martha is different. It is a gift from God, and the creatures of order born in it are the natural allies of the intelligent and the living. Often only daily consumption and little remuneration are required, and the masters of the lair can obtain a strong army from the altar of order.

Thus, in any country, reporting to the Temple of Fire for an altar of order almost immediately yields a territory rich in output, close to the size of three to four knight collars.

It is also a patrimonial territory.

With this in mind, Antittina, who has always been calm, has become eye-catching and she looks at Brando.

But Brando waved, “You think too much, it's just an abandoned altar. ”

“Abandoned?” Antitina was stunned, but immediately asked: “How did the lord know? ”

Brando had not answered, and he had long known that there was an altar of order in that direction, but simply did not know its exact location. And with his experience, he couldn't be sure of that at this distance, and he was dead for nothing.

He had joined the Knights as a player, Grace, even before he came to the world. Therefore, he was too familiar with the atmosphere of holiness and tranquillity that pervaded a certain range around the altar of order.

Moreover, a light screen had previously popped up in his field of view, prompting him to enter the ‘sanctuary’ range.

As for why he knew it was‘ abandoned ', didn't the strategy say so?

……

As they descended into the valley, they appeared to have cut off all the sounds of the other side along one of the slopes that had slipped. Silence in the valley is silent and even the most common bugs are not heard throughout the summer.

Walking through the pitch-black forest by starlight, there are no obvious paths in the woodlands between the valleys; people walk in rugged, mossy forests, looking around, they can occasionally see the luminescence gleaming through the pitch-black.

Those are fireflies, or just animal eyes.

It was not the first time that Antina and Roman had driven in the night, so they were nervous but not too scared. Rubis' mercenaries are even more self-righteous, and if the legendary mercenaries are born to die of fear of darkness, it would be too funny to say so.

It's just that the environment here does make people feel a little strange.

“I didn't actually find this altar.” Through the dim starlight, Brando suddenly said, seeing some artificially carved rock debris gradually emerge on the ground in a mossy forest with intersecting roots.

(PS. Troubled with plot and pain.) (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)