The Amber Sword

Kuran stepped back, backhanded the sword, opened the spear in the hands of Princess Silver Fairy, and shouted, "Stop! But it was at this time that everyone had just stagnated - the mountains suddenly rocked in the pit!

Brando, Metisa, and Sydney looked up unconsciously as they changed their face - yet a ‘click’ made a loud noise. Everyone saw a crack more than 10 metres long at the top of the mine, and the mud sand and rubble dropped in the crack, smashing everyone in the face.

This sudden change interrupted the battle, Brando immediately buried his head and squeezed his eyes. He turned back loudly and asked Sy behind him to retreat quickly. He didn't know that the mine was more vulnerable than he thought.

Brando naturally attributed the incident to the result of several gold-class forces fighting underneath, but he didn't feel right. Their battle with Kuran had only just begun, as if theoretically it should not have caused such a great deal of movement.

But at this time, he couldn't help but think. He backed off and suddenly heard Sy shouting on the other side: "Lord, beware -”

However, she had not finished her remarks, and the mine in Schafflund had suddenly ushered in a second battle chestnut, and huge rocks had finally broken free from the confines of the mountains under shock, and the lights in the tunnel had suddenly become messy and dim.

Brando was trying to avoid it, but a great deal of dirt and rock had flowed from one side to the other.

“I'll go!”

It's all hacked down before he last thought.

Even the dreadful movement underneath the ground continues to the surface, as the young aristocratic registrar, who is constraining workers in the mining area, rolls down unstable.

Auggins climbed out of the rocks bloody easily, he felt the earth trembling beneath his feet, constantly making rumbling noises, he couldn't help but look pale and look around - the whole mine was in turmoil for a moment, most miners fell to the ground, but more people were fleeing.

What is this, an earthquake? Is Lord Martha angry?

He couldn't bear to think of it.

……

Frosty Moon Vlada already has some of Shawther's scent, and Griffin's pale silver eyes reflect a little light looking out from the terrace, and the vision is as if a forest canopy dragged out of the fog with dark ink --

Some of the leaves are actually almost gone.

But the fireplace peeled and burned in the house, and Mars peeled off the bright red charcoal, occasionally from the iron fence, onto the red brick outside the fireplace.

The house became warm.

Her Royal Highness only wore a red and white fur cape on her nightdress, and her long silver hair seemed to tumble and softly drop on her cape in a sleepy state, her nightdress barefoot underneath - her head rarely lowered and some hearts rested indifferently on a plush carpet - watching her fair white skin slip between soft and plush, then smiling slightly.

Beating Felwell naturally does not see what is underneath the desk, otherwise she will be slammed to the face of His Royal Highness - half of his students - to keep an eye on her own instruments and behavior.

But the elder man's eyes fell more on the paper on the desk, which was actually three days after the Knights' Games when the report on parchment paper was sent to the table, which was hand-delivered by Nimacees.

The knight is beating around Ferwell right now, one step backwards, wearing a black knight's dress, her hands and neck revealing skin as white as jade porcelain - she stands tall and her eyes are not oblique.

The house was a little quiet for a while.

It took a while for Princess Griffin to recover from her hypotension after getting up. She rubbed her forehead, some tirelessly lifting her silver eyes - as if she were a little lazy - reflecting these two princes in her pupils:

“I'm sorry to beat you up, Lord Fever, but I'm getting up a little late. ”

“Pay attention to rest, combine work and leisure.” It wasn't Verwell who said that, it was the knight who spoke first.

The knight looked back at her with no expression, but the minister was not much surprised - the latter had always been so, out of a careful concern for Her Royal Highness - or even out of the prince's concern for the king.

“What is this?” Princess Griffin picked up the report on parchment paper and glanced at it. She frowned and placed her hands on pieces of fist-sized crystal shards on one side.

The crystal immediately emitted light and an image appeared on it.

If you look closely, you'll find a record of the Knight's Games a few days ago. But there was a figure of a young girl, and Her Royal Highness recognized it as Freya, and she stumbled on it and played it again.

Princess Griffin raised her head and flashed a slight curiosity in her eyes: "Is there a problem? ”

“Sword art.” Nimmasis replied.

“Sword art? ”

“There's something wrong with that little girl's swordsmanship.” This time it was Verwell's answer.

“Isn't that Everton's daughter? What's the problem?” The girl asks back.

Ni Maisey nodded and she took out a bell and shook it. As the bell rang, the door outside opened and a young knight dressed in a chest coat with a red white plush edge approached:

“What can I do for you, Lord Nemathis? ”

“Attack me!” The female knight commanded concisely.

The knight slipped slightly, but did not ask much. Instead, he opened the door and took a step back and immediately drew his sword. As a royal guardian, he had the strength of a golden knight, and his hand was extremely clean, but Nimmasis simply stepped back and avoided his first sword -

The girl flashed on one side of her body while pulling closer to the other. Half her right hand pulled the sword and pressed it against the other's shoulder and neck. She leaned forward with her half of her body and pressed her sword against the ground.

In a blink of an eye, Nimaisie held half the sheath of her sword around the knight's neck with her hands behind her, and the other side was sitting on the floor with her ass.

“Nimmasis, your swordsmanship has improved again.” The half elf girl's eyes lit up.

But the knight of the kingdom sitting on the ground was not depressed at all, and he stood up with Nimaisi's outstretched hand and bowed his head and replied, "I'm disappointed in you! ”

Nimacees has always been a Griffin? Corcova? The position of Commander of the Guardian Knights of Orphis, while not entirely in one system, can also command the redeployment of the Guardian Knights - not to say half the superiors of these knights.

For this female boss, although there are some different voices, most young knights in the Knights are overbearing and aspiring.

In the words of a jealous man, this knight is long gone.

Nimaisie nodded, not saying much, but putting away her sword and answering Her Royal Highness Princess Griffin: “This is military swordsmanship, a swordsmanship technique born to end the battle quickly. ”

The silver-haired girl thought about it and said, "I remember that's not the way military swordsmanship works in our country. ”

“Because it's improved," replied Feverwell, “this sword technique is improved military swordsmanship, and it focuses on law, not skill. Its core thrust is to make enemies lose their fighting power in the simplest way -”

The minister pointed to the position of his neck, hips and arms, thighs, “usually fatal, but there are other ways. But not those who have accumulated experience over a long period of time in battle cannot use this sword technique. ”

Her Royal Highness was caught in thought, and she put her hands on the crystal again to reproduce the image above, and she noticed the second half of Freya's last sword:

“Is that what you're talking about? ”

The knight nodded her head.

“After Miss Nimatis told me about this, I also watched carefully," replied Feverwell, “the little girl's sword grabbing hand was purely improvisational, but there was a shadow of military swordsmanship behind the attack! ”

The half fairy princess frowned, but then relaxed to reveal a divine colour of interest.

“You said that this swordsmanship would take a long time to grind, but she didn't. She was formerly a Bucchi militia, engaged in a war with Madala, but only for a few days. ”

“Yes.”

“But there is another possibility," replied Feverwell, bowing his head. “The veteran. ”

“You mean someone taught her, that Madden?” Griffin asked.

“No, I sent someone to investigate the old guard captain, who was capable and experienced the November war, but he was just an ordinary veteran. ”

“Yes, his other attendant can't do the swordsmanship either," Her Royal Highness nodded, referring to Bryson.

But there is another possibility that Freya is a genius who doesn't need to accumulate long enough to come up with an understanding of swordsmanship. It's just that Freya's abilities have been witnessed by all present, and naturally this possibility has been ignored.

“Who would that be?” The Half Elf Girl is a little confused: “She doesn't know any more people. ”

“There is also a man out of our sight, Your Highness. ”

Griffin immediately reacted, and the girl's silver eyes flashed a strange light: "You mean him? ”

Beat Feverwell nodded.

The half fairy princess quickly calmed down: “But he is also a young man, unless someone has taught him.” She's over the top: “Can you guys tell us more about him? ”

When she suddenly realized she was asking the question, she had some different expectations in her mind - what was the purpose of knowing about it? Or to learn more about each other?

Or both, but Her Royal Highness doesn't know for herself.

“Unless you can go back to Butch. ”

“Can't you get any news from the man who escaped Butch? ”

“They're not familiar with him," Nimaceous interposed. “I've personally sent even Brayson to ask, but he said he doesn't know. ”

“He said he didn't know.” Princess Griffin thought about it: "Not unclear? ”

Nimaisie nodded, and she felt a problem, but couldn't find any more clues.

“Put it down first," Her Royal Highness inserted her fingers into her silver hair and tidied up the back bundle: “Or go back to this matter, can this swordsmanship be promoted? ”

“The little girl can't. Miss Nimatis has been watching her for a while, and she knows about it.” Beat Feverwell to shake his head.

“Unless you can find the man," the girl asked, looking up. “Right? ”

Both nodded.

Her Royal Highness looked at the knight, “Nimmasis, can't you restore the sword? You are the rare swordsmanship genius in the kingdom. Can't you do anything about it?” She asked.

Nimaisie seemed to be thinking about something, and at this time she came back to God: "I do my best, but don't hold out too much hope. After all, I'm not a warrior. ”

“Hmm?”

“I mean, I'm afraid it's hard to restore this sword to someone who doesn't have some field experience.” The knight answered plainly.

“I understand. I'll have Lord Verwell help you find some veterans who've been through the November war to discuss this with you--”

Griffin thought about it again: “In recent times, you have to spend more time on this matter than just getting ready for your trip to Ambethel - I'm looking forward to the promotion of this swordsmanship, so please both of you! ”

“The senator understands. ”

“Yes.” Nimaisie nodded slightly.

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