The Amber Sword

On a one-to-two basis, two silent corpses in the arena seem to have illustrated the winning side of this battle. Nor was it unexpected that Brando was quick to recapitulate Alberton - a little unexpected for the white knight who had twice died on his hands, and that seemed a little too tragic on either side.

But the disappearing White Knight obviously did not have such an idea, and its corpse disappeared into a black smoke in the arena, proving that the Undead Knight itself was part of the arena before it was projected, and that it never really existed.

The white knight in history has long died in the mountains on the outskirts of Riedenberg, like countless dead bodies in this war.

The same goes for the rest of the elderly in front of him.

Brando looked at his grandfather and raised the sword in his hand, while the latter nodded and set out the same way. Eruin's military swordsmanship - the two grandchildren seem to want to win or lose with this swordsmanship they are familiar with.

Next up is a fierce fight.

Brando never thought that his grandfather would be strong enough - and of course he would know that the old man, in the eyes of Kuran beside him, was not as strong enough - that he would definitely revisit his grandfather.

Now, of course, he is revisiting the old man, the so-called veteran of the November war - who has received the Medal of Candlefire. But if that were the case, perhaps a little stronger than Captain Madden, but not anywhere else.

But at this moment, it is clear that the strength shown by this old man has gone far beyond this realm.

Who is he?

Brando couldn't get the answer, and he stepped backwards to make the ghost slip away from the old man's drilled sword, and then stabbed him in the chest with a backhand sword - a flat sword.

The old man shrugged.

He didn't seem to expect to fail like this, but eventually he looked up and looked at Brando. “Well done, young man.” He said.

And then the whole person turned black smoke and disappeared on the battlefield.

Brando knew it was a projection of his heart talking to him - perhaps the old man had said the same thing to Brando some day in the past, but the details of that life were long gone from the dust of memory, and Brando could only taste the memories of the past through the voices that had passed away from the wind.

He stayed in a single-handed sword forward stabbing position for a moment and finally woke up. The young man shook his head and returned calmly to the centre of the site.

The surrounding air wall disappeared at that moment, and Kuran almost fell straight forward to the ground, but the good news was that he had not forgotten his strength and stood up with one hand on the ground.

The old swordsman cursed himself, but forgot to go up and ask Brando about his grandfather and his Indian soul.

“Looks like you can wake me up, not by chance. ”

Brando was there for a while, and the woman's voice sounded in his heart again: "It seems you can wake me up, not by chance, little guy. ”

“Your talent for swordsmanship is hard to describe with talent. ”

The woman's voice tickled Brando's ears, as if she'd unconsciously wanted her to say two more words: "Now can you tell me who you are?” Brando asked.

“My name is Otales -" the woman leaves his body and reappears in a ghost form in front of him.

This is the first time he's seen this woman, with long black wavy hair shawls, but not messy, but with a clean, concise power.

Her eyes are purple blue, characteristic of the Pokémon, but much deeper than the average person, as if she could not see the bottom.

But Brando saw the elf woman in a long, purple and black shadow and couldn't help but feel slightly more serious in his first impression - but the demon lined this woman's maturity.

He felt his breathing slightly nitrogen.

In the days of the Saints' War, there was indeed a record of fog elf women who preferred to decorate themselves with facelines, but Brando was the first to see it in such a good place.

“Wait, you are one of the 24 knights...” Then he reacted, interrupting the other's words immediately. He would have guessed from the wartime spirits of Saints, but after the wind, the twenty-four knights of St. Osor were different ——

Twenty-four knights who followed St. Osor after the wind were in fact the finest heroes of the Elves of that era - not the Wind Elves, of course, but the Silver Elves, named after the Silver Elves.

But these heroes have long been killed in the battle against the Dragon of Darkness, and the ultimate sacrifice was Otales, the knight of the Blade - who was also the founder of the profession - at a time when the power of justice was about to triumph, when everyone saw dawn, in the battle of the Grey Marsh, the last and youngest of the twenty-four knights, and the favorite disciple of the holy archer Soya, who died in his position in order to cover the attack of the King of Fire.

At her age, she's only sixteen.

But Brando couldn't help but wonder when he saw this woman with a sword and a remarkable temperament. When you become an Englishman, will you grow older? How else would it have matured so much?

“Don't interrupt, little guy," Otales put his finger on his lips, smiling slightly in his eyes: “Yes, I'm that Otales. But you can call me Kaya. That's my nickname--”

“I thought…” Brando looked at the woman curiously: "I didn't expect you to disappear, but to become the Spirit -” the Spirit is not created by emptiness, unless a place like the Sacred House possesses some of the properties of the Spirit Palace - such as the Red Temple where the Flaming Temple cultivates the Flaming Knight - and it is very rare to have the ability of the Sacred House as a ring.

It can only be said that the ring after the wind is worthy of the title of the artifact.

He stopped and suddenly thought of something and asked: "What is the Imprinted Soul? ”

Otales nodded: “The Soul is the abbreviation for the Soul of the Holy Seal, and the Holy Seal of the Wind is the Holy Seal after the Wind, and similarly, the Holy Seal of Fire and the Holy Seal of the Earth. In our time, powerful souls are extremely precious, and these indomitable and pure souls, like the most distinguished armies against the Dragon of Darkness -”

“Spirit Army?” Brando tried to ask.

Otales nodded again: “The Lord after the wind is fine, and the King of Fire is fine. The power of the Holy Seal that they hold is in fact the power of inheritance, which itself comes from the Dragon Nation. And even the sages themselves, too,” She looks at Brando, "it's a cruel war, and if you cut yourself together, you'll understand. ”

Of course Brando understands the cruelty of the Saints' War. He even remembered the souls of those silver elves in the Chablis Mountains, the same sanctuaries, the same ones that continued to fight after they became Englishmen —— even at Martha's mercy.

He was curious, however, that the British army had not mentioned it in much of history, not even Otales had told him that he had never even heard of it.

“Where did they go later?” Brando's heart suddenly startled and concealed a possibility: “After the war, the hundreds of people built their own kingdoms. What about these spirits? Back in the arms of Mother Earth? ”

Young people think it's very unlikely, and with reference to the spirits of those silver elves in Chablis, most of them may still exist in the world.

Otales shook his head: “I didn't know that. ”

Brando looked at her, and the answer was not unexpected, because Otales had sacrificed herself on the battlefield before the end of the war, and it was normal for her not to know what happened afterwards.

However, he was not very concerned about the matter at this time, and at present he is having some difficulty even standing on the heels of Eruin, let alone caring about these vain historical problems.

Otales does not seem to want to continue on this topic either, she continues: "The so-called Imprint Soul - because the power of inheritance is indestructible, the Lord after the wind divides the Artifact Ring into twenty-four sub-rings, accommodates the soul of each of us into the sub-rings, and we have made a covenant with Lord Martha, after which we exist to cultivate the next generation of heroes for the forces of justice, such as you - as well as other talented young people like you. ”

“But the war is over," replied Brando. "Besides, you don't regret being trapped in a ring forever? ”

“We have no choice.” Otales replied: "Without the sacrifice of a former servant, the dragon of darkness will never be defeated, and as for the latter - who can see when the fire of war will be extinguished in different times? ”

“We can only guarantee the continuation of civilization to the greatest extent possible. ”

Brando implicitly said that, compared to the nobles of this era, the saints of the war era could indeed be described as sages. However, this seems to be a common disease of the intelligent nation, and once living well, civilization becomes good and evil.

He silenced: "So, Lord Otales, what can you do to make me use your skills as before? ”

“I'm afraid not.” Woman shook her head: “It's just an expedient plan, I can only teach you what I know about swordsmanship, it's just a cumulative process, it's impossible to want to climb to heaven one step at a time, little guy. ”

Brando looked at her, and that's something he could accept.

So the power of the so-called Holy Seal Soul is to develop as much as possible the gift of a human being with potential, and with these spirits from the wartime of Saints as mentors, it is self-evident how quickly a gifted person grows.

But after all, it's up to Brando to have his own grandfather and Kuran, but now it seems that the two achievements are also very different.

Kuran, as a gold-middle swordsman, is powerful, but if you count the power of the Indian soul, that's normal.

He thought about it, or asked his last question: "Last one, Lord Otales, what do you mean when you first say this is the second time you've saved me? ”

The woman looked at him and smiled:

“Have you forgotten the big fire in Butch? Little guy?”

Brando flashed and suddenly. He glanced at the other party and couldn't help but be afraid for a while. If he hadn't found this ring after wind, he might have died in the red pine forest behind his ancestral house.

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(PS. Finally finished, fallen heroically, the fate of the warrior.) (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)