The Amber Sword

“There's only one lift available in A03, but, Mr. Odem, are you sure you want to go down there?” The foreman said, looking back and forth at the old dwarf and Roman.

He took Odham all the way down to the tunnel of the mine, followed by more than a dozen soldiers. Once Kuran was gone, Auggins had spooked his guts, and Odom was now his only hope, so he was ecstatic when the old dwarf appeared before him demanding to see the mining area.

As for Roman?

As if the registrar who grabbed the last straw to save his life hadn't noticed that there was such a man next to the old dwarf, besides, the dwarf was trying to save him from the fire. As for the other party's unwillingness to bring his own illegitimate daughter down, it was his freedom, wasn't it?

After listening to the foreman, the old dwarf hummed from his big nose: "Bullshit, otherwise what am I doing here?” He looked back at the fearless soldiers behind him - apparently scared to death by the horrific rumors in the mines - and the old dwarf said: "If you don't want to follow, you can stay on top. ”

The soldiers were apparently relieved: “But what if the grownups ask?” Someone asked.

“What does that have to do with me?” The old dwarf didn't have the nerve to say, if he didn't bring these soldiers down it would be a problem, he wouldn't want to go into the mining area alone, who knows if the rumors of those monsters are true; so many people have witnessed monsters, maybe it is true, although the old dwarf still has two kung fu, but he doesn't have the wisdom to go there: “Explain yourself, wouldn't you lie yet, I won't tear you apart -”

Soldiers nodded, “You are such a good man, Mr. Odem.” That's what they say.

A walker quickly came to the lift, and the businesswoman looked up to the left and looked at the thing to the right, and if there were not so many outsiders present, she might still want to feel it curiously - but when she was hesitant, the old dwarf had dragged her up.

The foreman didn't come along this time: "Mr. Odem,” he said. "Then I won't give it to you. Be safe. ”

The old dwarf hummed: "Naturally, you humans are so cowardly. ”

Everyone's face got weird, only the foreman had a little bit of a cultivation, and some embarrassment said, "Mr. Odom, do you know how to operate this machine? ”

“Bullshit. ”

The old dwarf pulled a few joysticks down the side with his hands, and the lift immediately started rampantly, slowly downstairs, quickly throwing the foreman and the soldiers on the top floor. As the elevator sinks, the surrounding landscape becomes a rapidly descending rock wall, and the air becomes dry and hot.

When there was no outsider, Roman became obviously alive and moving, and she tried to touch the surrounding rock formation with her hands. But when the old dwarf dragged him back, he stared at her and said out loud, "Do you want to die? ”

“I'm sorry!” Lady Merchant apologizes at the fastest pace in human history.

It was at this time that the elevator bombarded and stopped on the rock below, shaking them both. The old dwarf raised the torch and looked around, and the fourth floor of the mine was as narrow as ever.

He thought about it and put out the torch.

But he immediately discovered a problem —— he didn't bring the lighting crystal. Of course, he can now take Roman back to the last floor to chase them, and they must have something similar on them, but Odom hummed, and he couldn't pull down his face.

Besides, the dwarf could have seen in the darkness, and he decided to move on.

“Painted black.” In the pitch of darkness, the girl's voice said, her eyes were crystal clear in the darkness.

“Shh!” Oldham sucked his nose, entering the fourth floor of the mine, the air became thin and he dared not use open fire. “Just follow me.” The dwarf said.

“Why not the lighting?” Roman asked.

“Because it's underground, underground, the air is precious. ”

“Lighting crystal? ”

“There's no that...”

“But it's so dark. ”

“There's no way! ”

“Roman wants light. ”

“Keep it down -” the old dwarf said, suddenly stuck in his throat, as he suddenly felt a soft light shining from behind and shining around.

He rubbed his eyes and almost thought it was an illusion.

The old dwarf turned his small eyes round and saw Roman curiously raise one hand, her palms emitting soft white light.

“This… how did this come about?” Odem stumbled and asked.

“I don't know,” Roman looked over and over at his palms, "it could glow itself, which is interesting! ”

“You don't know?” The old dwarf thinks they must be having fun with themselves.

“Yeah,” Roman nodded, “I thought to myself, if only there was light —— it would light up, wouldn't it be interesting? ”

“This is the first time? ”

“Mmm.”

The old dwarf touched Roman's forehead.

“What's the matter? ”

“Nothing,” Odom shook his head: “I just heard that a group of people were ostracized by witches and wizards, and there was magical blood in their bodies ——” he stopped: “Is your family like you? ”

Roman thought, "Brando said," My aunt is a witch. ”

“Witch,” the old dwarf glared: “Impossible! The witch and that... are irrelevant —— unless she's not your real aunt, are you adopted? ”

The businesswoman said angrily, "My aunt is my aunt. ”

Oldham picked out his eyebrows, and he thought, "What does someone else's chores have to do with being a dwarf?" All of a sudden, he felt like there was more and more trouble with him since he met this little girl, and he scratched his head and said, "Okay, lights are fine. Stay close to me. Don't just walk away from me. It's not a joke ——”

“Okay.” Roman nodded.

But the coincidence didn't last for a few seconds, and she immediately asked, “What is it, old man? ”

Oldham turned his back unconsciously--

……

Otales' words remind Brando of what happened at Butch's old house the night the Black Rose War broke out. At that time, he was just the most ordinary young man in the world, facing the siege of the dead from the darkness, and finally escaped with Roman.

But not everything that happened that night was so obvious, he touched his chest as if he could still feel the pain in his chest when the spirit stabbed him that night —— when Freya and her militia rescued him from the Red Pine Forest for half the wound healing, which he thought was an added benefit of an inexorable gift.

But now it seems that Otales is the one who really saved his life.

He looks at each other, Otales turns around.

“Thank you,” he replied.

“No need, little man," Otales smiled at him. “Sister is the soul of your holy seal, saving you is helping yourself, and I don't want to go back to sleep for so long. ”

Brando heartbeat, doesn't Otales mean to help him whenever he's in danger? So a few times before that, it doesn't seem like a problem at all, but it wasn't even the most dangerous yet.

Otales is the knight who follows Saint Osor after the wind. Although Brando used to work more in the human area in the game and did not know about the legendary monarch in the north, Dilute the Elf King is after all a figure named after Gilte the Fire King, and the followers who want to come to the Fire King have at least the power to enter the peak of the elements, and the twenty-four knights after the wind will not be there.

A NPC with at least eighty levels of protection, Brando feels a little dark thinking about it. He remembers a mission in the Sword of Amber to escort a wizard mentor from the Star and Moon Tower to investigate a magically distorted forest, a mission in which, in fact, low-level players collaborated with advanced NPC operations, feeling carried by NPC, and he still remembers vividly, the only time he enjoyed crushing a copy of his peer.

Brando couldn't bear to peek at Otales with his own small dial in his heart.

Unexpectedly, this eye was treated by the other party, and the elf woman saw through his mind. She closed her eyes and said seriously: "Nevertheless, the soul of the Holy Seal has been deprived of its power. Apart from the inheritance of swordsmanship and some secrets, sister herself doesn't have much power, don't expect too much, little guy--”

“Huh?”

Brando's small Abacus was torn through and instantly embarrassed, red-eared. But at the same time, it's a shame that he's crying in his heart.

Otales continued: "Ultimately, the soul of the Holy Seal represents nothing but the power of inheritance. In fact, there are four rings in the human world that your grandfather could get because we owe your ancestors a favor. ”

“Ancestor? ”

Otales won't talk about it.

Brando, who touched the grey nose, was not embarrassed this time. He used to hit the wall at NPC twice in the game. Especially if this legend exists, their tone is strict. If you don't meet the necessary conditions, you don't want to make something half useful in their mouth.

But Brando knew, at least, that it seemed that his grandfather was hiding something from him and Brando's father. This is very close to his guess - that his grandfather was not only of aristocratic origin, but that his identity did not seem simple.

But he didn't ask.

Because at this time, a row of words appeared on his retina, prompting him to choose a reward, and he wasted too much time communicating with Otales - the atmosphere in the arena had begun to change, and the moderator had not left much time for the challenger to prepare, and if he did not make a decision quickly, he might be about to take the next challenge.

He saw that Metissa had come to him again, and it seemed that the Girl of the Silver Elf thought he was going to make the next challenge. And quietly around, Kuran seemed to be thinking about something, and the teenagers were a wingman.

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