The Amber Sword

“Ambethel...? ”

The girl sitting in the bench looked at her closest friend with amazement - a long silver hair that dropped loosely on the princess's dress, slim as a doll, and her pale silver eyes filled with calm and accommodating half-fairy princesses. But this seemingly weak girl is famous in the aristocratic circle for her strong personality.

The silver dagger she wore in her grandmother's green appeared to be a makeup knife used by the aristocratic lady to defend herself and to tailor herself, but Magdall had no doubt that she could easily subdue an adult man with that sword - an argument that, of course, was far from appropriate. His Royal Highness is famous for his swordsmanship in the royal family, and waiting is an official knight of the kingdom and not her opponent.

The girl pressed her hands against her knees and couldn't help but envy her. She is also a princess, from the Principality of Scorpion, and has known Griffin since she was a child, both of whom have been close friends of her girlfriends. But she envied each other's ability to naturally reveal the rigidity of the outside world, and even the details between each of the subtle movements showed the princess's highly autonomous nature. In contrast, she had learned to grow up with harsh aristocratic etiquette, and although she was well informed and knowledgeable, outsiders had always regarded her as a gentle, quiet and elegant young lady.

It could even be said to be a model for the vast majority of Vaughn's aristocracy--

But Magdalene herself did not like this praise, and she wanted to be free to pursue the life she wanted - only she did not know what life she wanted, let alone the seriousness with which she had to shoulder her destiny. The Principality of Scorpion is just a tiny country in the north of Eruin, a girl like her, whose destiny is destined for the future.

“Why did you let me suddenly go to Ambethel, Griffin, because of the war? ”

Half Fairy Princess nods her head.

There was a sudden sound of a tsunami outside the terrace, and the knights were fighting in the square outside. However, the sound quickly subsided and did not affect the conversation between the two people in the house.

“Is the situation so tense?” Magdalene whispered.

“Tell you what, Tiny, brother moves faster than I thought. The Dukes have formed a coalition, and although the old fox in Anrek still has some hesitation, I think he will soon make a decision.” The silver-haired girl said without hesitation, as if she were talking about something that had nothing to do with her.

“Perhaps there's a turnaround, Griffin.” Magdall couldn't help but say.

“It's not that simple, Tiny. Anrek was always ambitious, and he wanted to be honest, either with my dear brother, or with us,” Half Pokémon Princess stopped and said in a shadow: “I don't mind marriage, but I'm afraid it's going to hurt Haruze. ”

So the girl sitting opposite her no longer spoke, but looked at her calmly, both of whom were good friends of the heart, knowing that the other party would not be upset by this difficulty.

Because if that were the case, she would not be Her Royal Highness the Princess of Eruin.

“In fact, my main concern is to let Count Denel," the silver-haired girl lowered her voice, "if the Duke of Anrek is a dark cloud in the northern sky, it will bring storms at any moment - but as long as the wind is in the right direction, he may not necessarily be our enemy or an ally. But I suspect the Count behind us, could shine a dagger behind us at any moment. ”

Magdalene's brown eyes flashed a glimmer of interest, and suddenly she said, “I happen to hear something, Griffin, that you might be interested in. ”

“Go ahead, Tiny. ”

The Princess of the Principality of the Scorpion pulled her body slightly closer: “I have a friend who has just sent me a magic note from Denel. In his letter, he said that Count Denel seemed to be in some trouble, that there had been some insurgency in his territory, and I think he might not have time to worry about things outside his territory for the time being. ”

“A friend of the Temple?” Semi-Fairy Princess asks seriously.

Magdalene nodded softly.

The silver-haired girl looked carefully at this close friend of her own, even if she had no genie lineage, but the beauty of the other person was no less than that of herself - yet, quite apart, the long, soft, golden hair was like a sacred glow coated in soft light anytime, anywhere, against her calm and soft face.

It is not unreasonable for this young girl to be called an angel with an eyebrow, although such beauty is extremely rare among humans. Griffin had to think of an ancient queen of human empires in mythological stories.

It was just that the queen ended up being a little miserable, which made her frown slightly, shaking her head and throwing the idea out of her mind.

Magdalene herself is an extremely devout believer who is very close to the Temple of Fire and maintains a very good personal friendship with the priests of many parts of the Temple. Even because of this very harmonious relationship with the Temple, she was called a nun princess by many aristocratic theatres.

The great priest of the temple has publicly praised the devotion of this young lady to her faith, and it is precisely for this reason that the nun princess has not suffered much harassment because of her beauty.

Because this is often the case, between kingship and divine power, the former gives rise to aspirations, and the latter is more revered.

“Tini, do you remember a joke we heard when we studied the royal rituals together?” The half fairy princess suddenly asked: "- In Eruin, no lord would have handled the rebellion once or twice, otherwise he would not have been a true lord. ”

Magdalene smiled slightly, mostly through Griffin's words recalling the worry-free days of the past.

“Almost everywhere, Griffin. ”

“Yes," the silver-haired girl nodded: “so don't put your hopes on what will happen to others, just let Count DeNeil get busy with it for a while, but we still have to do it. ”

“So what can I do, Griffin? ”

“I hope you will use your relationship with the Temple to persuade Ambethel's merchants to reject the Coalition's demand to borrow south.” Half-Pokémon Princess replied, "Tini, Freeport is sheltered by the Temple, and they have this ability, but I fear the merchants will be tempted by the profit-”

“I know the host clergy in the Ambesseur area, I can try it.” Magdalene pondered a little bit and asked, "But when do I leave, Griffin? ”

“Don't worry,” Griffin said. "As soon as you get out of my house, I'm guessing the Dukes will be informed. It's dangerous, Tini, you have to think about it. Though you're my best friend, I don't want you to have any trouble--”

“That's exactly why I'm helping you, Griffin. ”

“Thank you," the silver-haired girl glanced at the direction of the terrace - the sound of the previous tsunami sounded again. This means that a match has decided the winner - her silver eyes sparkled: "Let me help you pick a few people who can go along with you on this mission to keep you safe, Tini--”

“Of course I want Sister Nimaesis," Magdalene's face revealed little cunning, and only in front of Griffin would she reveal this unknown side: "With her, there's someone to talk to me about relieving boredom. ”

The princess smiled slightly: "You're welcome to leave my best knight. But if that's the case, I'll just have to suffer to cut my love —— it's just that you have to take care of Sister Nimais, she's got a much worse temper than me. ”

“Nature." Magdalene blinked.

So to speak, in fact, all three of them have been close friends since childhood. What personality is best understood by each other, Nimaesis, though naturally indifferent, is not a casual temper.

At this time, there was another tsunami-like cheer outside the terrace, overshadowing all the noises in the house. This time, unlike previous times, the voice of the boiling crowd was long enough to make both familiar with it understandable - indicating that the final stage of the knight's race was approaching.

The half fairy princess was distracted by the sound, and she raised her head and her pale silver eyes sparkled. But half a mile later, he said, "Come on, let's go see what brilliant young people can have the privilege of walking with Tini--”

Magdalene nodded with a smile.

……

The second round is about to begin...

Freya's palms are all sweaty, and her heart is pounding. If the audience out there could take a closer look at the face of the girl from Butch countryside, they would have noticed that it was red as a ripe apple - she gasped violently, the sweat slipped down her pointed jaw, and the uniform behind her was already soaked - and several successive fights had left the future goddess feeling a little weak.

Her passing will defeat many opponents and have attracted a lot of attention. As a new member of this young cadet, this performance can be described as outstanding. But Freya knew that she wasn't the only one, and on another venue, Bresson and the other three learners were equally the brightest of the young learners of the period.

She wiped the sweat beads off her chin with her hands, and by comparison, she is one of the least remarkable of these people.

Bryson defeated his enemies - a higher ranking Knights Reserve - in only three moves in the last fight. It was only when Freya saw the scene that she realized that this young man, who used to appear impulsive and young, had become more stable and mature, and that the swordsmanship in his hands had improved.

Freya can almost imagine that amazing talent shining on Bresson's sword, and the other side has found his place, and this is his best stage.

But by comparison, she was a little confused. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)