The Amber Sword

Tester raised his head and saw that the forest in view was green as a dream. The knights fell on the empty space surrounding him, 37 bodies lying quietly between the woodlands of a pile of dead leaves, long gone. The young Viscount felt the hidden pain of a sword wound under his ribs and breathed with a tingle of needles, which made him a little dizzy.

He saw the ghost-green knight behind a chestnut tree looking cold over here in the dark, like a ghost. Tester realized dizzily that he had fallen for it, but the intelligence was coming from within, and Magsk's letter to him also had a ring snake mark, unless the damn cavalry leader himself was a two-sided, three-knife traitor - Tester breathed a turbid whisper in his heart, and one of his men consciously went backwards to look for his sword on one side. This is not so much a subconscious move. Even in his full-blown days, he was seriously injured only by crossing a sword with the knight who was covered in emerald armor. The power ghost was unpredictable. What was most unbearable to him was that the other party did not even have the power to open the elements.

He was defeated with simple swordsmanship.

Taste glanced at the white rock altar in the middle of the empty space and the plain sword lay flat on a flat rock. The handle of the sword is engraved with a golden red interphase pattern with three statues of unknown spirits. That is the Lion's Heart Sword, a legend that contains the King's merciful, heroic and just sword. But between the sword and him lies the immobile knight of the lake.

Like the next day.

The knight of the lake stood quietly among the woods, following the words of the ancient knight and not targeting the wounded and the powerless. I'm afraid the average person would have wisely chosen to step back in the face of such an opportunity, but Tester sneered and climbed forward. Even the sword wounds on his thigh, abdomen and under his ribs kept him from standing, but the young Viscount moved his body inches forward with only two hands.

He was badly wounded and knew his life wasn't long, but even if he was going to die, Tester thought he had to die closer to the target than anyone else. He grew up with white eyes and, as the bastard son of the Duke of Goran-Elson, had long understood that the world was warm and warm; if everything could not be counted on, it would be on its own - if weak, it would lose everything. He gained a little bit of today's status because of that ambition.

Ambition to fight even at the cost of life.

The young Viscount bit his teeth and crawled, wondering when the Knight of the Lake's sword would pierce his heart. Or die of excessive blood loss. But what surprised him was that the knight, covered in a jade coat, just glanced at him with his eyes under a metal mask and put away his sword and turned away without a word.

What's this all about?

Tester was slightly stunned, but after a brief vigilance, he didn't let go of the opportunity and immediately climbed forward. In any case, the opportunity is not lost; it is to die, and he must also take the sword off the altar. He felt himself getting closer and closer to the Holy White Rock Altar, an inch shorter, and finally he could reach out to the handle of a sword on the rock.

Yet as soon as he held the sword of the lion's heart, a stream of heat flowed all over his body. He obviously felt his body active, as if every pore was diastolic and the wound was itching slightly, accelerating healing. However, the young Viscount only slightly lowered his head and found himself missing from the wounds under his ribs, in addition to a trace of blood on his chest.

Holy Sword!

Taste took a deep breath, and he knelt down hard and held the sword in his hand to try to gauge it carefully. Then, unexpectedly, the lion's heart sword in his hand had just begun to shine a little light, which healed the wounds on him, but the next moment, the glow of the sword quickly retreated. And then it turned into a rock.

The young Viscount was frightened and almost threw the stone sword out of his hand. But he calmed his heart again and caressed his sword with his hands, but he couldn't feel a single ripple of magic, as if he really had a cold stone in his hand. Except for its specific shape, it is not different from other stones in the forest.

“What is this...” Testomo somehow held a long sword for the rest of his life after the robbery. From previous visions, this should be the Lion's Heart Sword, but suddenly it turned into a stone. He held the sword in his hands, and there was an unknown feeling in his heart. Although this thing was clearly a stone, there was a hidden illusion of resisting him, as if Ken Ming was in his hand but felt that it was not here.

Tester grabbed the Lion's Heart Sword, which turned to stone, for a moment, but he glanced around - the forest behind this rock was not wide open, and they had already searched inches, and there should be nothing else in it. So the sword in his hand shouldn't be a fake, but why would it be like this is still to be answered, but this is not something he would have thought through for a moment and a half, he just made the decision to take this thing out first.

But before he left, he couldn't help but look back carefully.

The Knight of the Lake should be hiding somewhere in the forest, staring at him with cold eyes. He was relieved that he didn't show up again. “This is bad luck...” Tester couldn't help shaking his head and not looking at the seven vertical bodies on the ground, just walking out of the woods with a long sword across the remains of many knights.

……

The buzzing tablet finally stopped in Brando's hands, and he had never encountered a sage tablet for such a long time. Several people in the dungeon looked at the tablet on Brando's hand with a mysterious symbol on it for a while, until it stopped for a long time before others put their gaze back on Brando.

The dungeon was silenced and occasionally a slight drop of water was heard from afar.

“This is a tied sage tablet, Lord.” Burrough stands before this young lord, even though he is now both a prisoner and a member of the Brando family for the time being. It is as if to make it clear that he was just leaning in for a moment - if one day he was ever likely to return to the Royal Party. But what surprised him was that Brando didn't seem to care, which surprised him and made him confused - he had the illusion that it might be better for the young man to go back and lock himself up. But freedom is not easy, just to feel the warmth of the light from the fire makes him greedy and want to breathe more free air, so it is never possible to say that again.

Brando looked at the old man as if he'd read it from his dark face, and nodded, "Do you know him?” He asked. Brando didn't care about each other's attitude because he wasn't a nobleman in his own right, he was head of the guild, but he wasn't a lord. To be honest, although he is in this position now, he is not aware of it, but he has not noticed it himself. Instead, however, his attitude was unanimously recognized among his followers, and even though Antittina had a slight word for it, he had to admit that Brando's approachable attitude made this group more cohesive.

Moreover, the kind of strong confidence that young people have in them all the time is enough to generate a motivation to follow.

Even the nobility can't help but think once in a while, perhaps this is what is called a unique personal charm.

At this moment, however, Brando's curious eyes fell back on Burrough, and the sage tablet was described in the Cruz myth of creation, "Poetry of the Sky", and in the mountaineers' record of the ancient "Wind of the Tsunami," which the Minors and the witches considered to be fragments of the stars falling into the earth because they could be linked to the lines of destiny in heaven. In fact, mortals have known much about sage tablets for thousands of years, and stargaze uses them to divine - by connecting them to something, and then she can predict exactly where things are going. Stone sage foresees the future in the same way, as long as you put the sage tablet on stone sage, you will get the answer you want in your heart - folk legends have always been, and players have personally confirmed that there was indeed such a setting in past games.

But the master craftsman could see that the tablet of the wise man in his hand was tied, and that was not easy. Not everyone knows the magic of the script, especially the script on the tablet of the wise man, which is the first of its kind. As a royal craftsman, the legend of a number of artifacts can be explained, but there is some strangeness in mastery of ancient symbols. Know that not everyone, even the artisan wizards of Buga, is well versed in spelling magic. So Brando stopped looking at each other, but didn't rule out the possibility that they were just speculating, and he said, "Sure, but can the master recognize what the tablet points to? ”

Brando is a tough question to ask because even he doesn't know what those ghost paintings on the tablet mean. At best, he can guess that it's definitely related to the Lion Heart Sword.

“That's...” Berru suddenly stopped and took his face a little more seriously. Brando quickly saw the master craftsman staring at the tablet in his hand and couldn't help but shake his hands. “Sage, the king's crest, heroism, justice and mercy, how could it...” He took a gentle breath and couldn't help but look again, but the more he looked at it, the harder it got. Finally, he couldn't help but take a step back, his face incredibly raised and looked up at Brando, trying to ask, “The Lion's Heart Sword? ”

Brando's face quickly became more surprising than his.

And Sy on the other side shouted, although she didn't know what the tablet of the wise was or what the magic of the script was, as a nation of Eruin, one of the most famous stories heard since childhood was the story of Ace, the benevolent king, and his Lion's Heart Sword. She immediately turned back to try to get it on the young man's face, confirming it, but heard Brando lose his voice and asked:

“How do you know? ”

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