The Amber Sword

“But I am the king,” the old man shook his head, "Lord, do you think I would agree," He raised the water bag in his hand, "or do you think you can impress me with this little benevolence, my lord? ”

“Master, you might want to hear me out," replied Brando. "Different things, put in different situations, have different meanings. The unknown change of taste is self-destructive, Lord Everton's lesson must have been that Master Brue had already experienced it once. ”

The old man grunted softly: "Then tell me, young man. ”

“Less than two weeks ago, with the support of Queen Anna, the king's eldest son had already announced his succession," replied Brando, "in addition to the Sifah family, he was backed by Marquis Kruger of Jinghua and his party. Master Burrough has been in jail for over three years, but who are these people that you're not supposed to know? ”

Berru lost his voice and said, “How could Kruger let that guy hold the kingdom and beat Lord Verwell? What are they doing?” He stopped all of a sudden. "Where is His Majesty? ”

Brando doesn't answer, he just looks at him.

The old man was slightly stunned, pale hair trembled, wrinkles on his face suddenly deepened a lot, the whole person seemed to be 10 years old. “How could... how could this be... our efforts are not in vain...” He muttered to himself, but he was a person who had experienced the storm, so easily stabilized, and asked: "Well, beating Lord Fewell will never be a busy life. Tell me, Lord -- can they give Kruger that jumping clown a chance to ride for another reason, I suppose? ”

Brando nodded, but thought to himself, Marquis Kruger is not a jumping clown. One of the core members of the Unified Society, how can it be a lifetime of inaction? But to think of it, he would have slowed down a series of events that had taken place since the Black Rose War, and from his mouth the significance of the war had become completely different, because at this moment, I'm afraid no one in Eruin as a whole knew better than he what was happening next to that dark country.

“You mean Madara's invasion? ”

“Exactly. ”

Berru's face grew worse, and he finally raised his hand and interrupted, “So the root cause of all this is the mercury wand in your mouth?” The old man's cloudy pupils flashed a glimmer: “You mean the mercury wand is back? That Rocky's mercury wand? ”

Brando was stunned, and he didn't expect the master craftsman to know about it. Knowing that the legend of the Mercury Wand is not widespread in the human world, even in games, it is only in the second year that the players of Eruin and the rest of the human world intermittently cleared up a series of background stories and tasks about the Mercury Wand.

“You know this mercury wand,” Brando asked. “Master Baloo? ”

“Absolutely,” replied Berru.

He suddenly patted the dust on his chest and stood up, shaking and straightening his body, though a little unstable: "I know not only the mercury wand, but also how the legendary dark wand came about. ”

“Oh?” Brando's eyes flashed a little surprise. The mercury wand was never heard of even in the game, knowing that the artifact first appeared in Rocky's hands, and then, after countless hours of silence, reappeared on this dark breeding land of Madara. But as for what history it had before, whether it belonged to that god or not, it was unknown. What surprised him was that there was an extra plot here, but the knowledge didn't know exactly how much the master craftsman knew.

“There is not just one mercury wand.” But I didn't think that when Burrough opened his mouth, Brando would nail it there like it was petrified.

“What?”

“Actually, it's a set of artifacts," the master craftsman said softly: “I used to think it was just a legend, but today, Lord, you said that the mercury wand had reappeared, so it's very likely that this legend is becoming a reality, and then the next --” He stopped, looked up at this young man, his cloudy eyes seemed to be getting very bright at this moment, "is the flame wand. ”

“Flame scepter?” Brando slightly beams: “What is this?” His doubts grew bigger and bigger, and he was confident that he was well-informed enough in the game, but he had no idea, not even a single impression, of what the master craftsman was talking about. According to theory, this level of treasure, once present, will cause a sensation, just like the mercury wand of that year, although the information was sealed off by Madara, it was only confirmed in the players in one year.

“Lord, have you heard the legend of the Four Hyuns? ”

“Nature," Brando nodded, "King of Fire Gilt, Saint Osor after the wind, Grand Cleric Farnzan, Saint Ellanta, how could I not know that? ”

Blu's eyes sparkled as if he had passed through the millennium and returned to the days of the Saints' War in the past. In a retrospective tone, he said: "Gilt, St. Osor, Fanzan and Ellanta distinguished themselves from the ancient kings in order to overcome the dragon of darkness.” He turns back: “This is an event documented in the verses of the Creation of the Cruz, don't you think grownups don't know? ”

“The four ‘invisible' defeated the ‘emperor’ in the darkness ——” Brando said subconsciously. But all of a sudden, he was in darkness, and beneath a bright circle of moons, a dark, painted tower stretched out into the sky. He felt as if he was standing on a vast earth, looking up at the endless tower that plunged directly into the cloud, as if a tiny sensation of oil had emerged. He couldn't help but shake his head and throw the illusion away from his mind, and then the whole person came back to reality.

“Lord?” Side by side Sy looked at Brando's forehead seeping a fine sweat bead for a moment, sparkling under the light of the torch, and couldn't help but whisper.

But Brando shook his head, indicating nothing. He took a breath and hid his doubts, but all he said was, "I know, then what? ”

The old man glanced at him and said, "Each of the four wise men took four artifacts from the valleys of the former kings: the sceptre of fire, Orphis. ”

“Wait...”

Brando shouted and interrupted him: "Odyphus, isn't that the sword of Gilt, the king of flames, the full name of the sword of flames?” He saw the master craftsman looking at himself motionlessly and suddenly reacting, he couldn't help but look at the wind back ring in his hand: “So after the wind the ring of the Hydra, the Holy Power of Ora Missor, the holy gun sky, these are all...? ”

Blu nodded.

The young lord was silent and half-hearted: "How did Master Burrough learn all this? ”

The old man looked at him and whispered, “Do you think old people can trust adults? ”

Brando suddenly took a breath and nodded: “I get it. But, Master Bloom, what did you think of my proposal? ”

“Until then, I had a question," the old man replied, "If you know what a mercury wand means, and you know that Eluin is in a position to walk on the edge of a cliff, then why are you confident that Eluin will be happy? ”

“I'm not sure,” Brando replied without hesitation, "but it doesn't matter, Master, you just need to know. In the aftermath of the Black Rose War, Eruin's civil war was on the brink, but now that I have decided to take the side of the Corcova royal family, Grand Duke Anrek will immediately announce his support for the Prince, whose situation is precarious, and I hope to help her at this critical juncture. In that case, it doesn't matter if you call me a king. ”

Berru looked at him with confusion and asked, "In that case, why not join us? Don't you understand how powerful people are? ”

“I said," Brando replied, "I have my position and my way of doing things. ”

“With all due respect, I don't quite understand.” The old man shook his head, "but mortals have motives for doing things, but what are the motives of adults? ”

“My motive?” The young lord smiles, "my motive is -- if you do nothing, what am I doing here? ”

The master of craftsmanship stood still for a moment and did not understand what Brando was saying, or perhaps he could never understand what was hidden behind Brando's words. But he measured the young man very carefully, and he said slowly, "Even so, my lord, what would an old man like me do for you? If we can help the Korkova royal family, the elders will naturally go to the soup to make fire, but then again, adults want to raise private soldiers, and the nail artisan will not lack the old man.” He stopped, "According to me, there are no fewer than five specialist workshops in Cold Cedar City that provide their lords with manufactured armor. As lords of the kingdom, they don't have headaches for this little thing? ”

Brando looked at this stubborn old man with a headache and couldn't figure out why the Royal Family of Corcova could always have such loyal princes. However, he also understood that his roots were shallow and could only be said to be on the princess's side at present, so he shook his head: “Master Buru, it is not difficult to get more armor in general, but Eru in white lion armor, only a royal craftsman such as the master can master the method of production, right? ”

“White lion armor!” The old man looked at Brando with an incredible look: “Eruin Light Armor Swordsman, do you want to form a regular army? ”

Brando nodded, but immediately, he suddenly frowned slightly.

He felt the sage stone in his arms start to vibrate again.

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