The Amber Sword

This is the battlefield more than ten days--

There seemed to be a faint smell of smoke in the air - even in the winter, the corpses had been cleaned up according to Brando's strict requirements, and the spreading plague was not a joke, even when the weather had cooled down young people were reluctant to take that risk.

Therefore, apart from the bloodstains on open spaces, only occasional scattering of armor and weapon fragments between the grasslands at this moment can prove that there has been a bitter battle here.

And some kind of bird with gray and black feathers —— a raven or a raven -- swept over the battlefield from low altitude. The northerner the wind gets, the drier and colder the weather has become every day.

Because of the lack of sacrifice, Brando had to deal with the bodies in a simpler way.

The few black columns in the sky prove that the dust crosses the forest, as if it were an end in sight. As a few cautiously entered this ancient battlefield, they could not help but look at the black smoke columns of the southern sky with alarm.

They squatted, scrutinized the battlefield, and then stood up and looked at each other.

They are detectives from Pallas, who have been here day and night since the news of Sir Mintai's tragic defeat —— to begin with, they don't believe, that the mob has that much power.

But as they passed through Sir Mintai's former lord, they were surprised to discover that the territory of that jazz had been occupied by another group. Some of them had met those people - a mercenary group called the "Sword of Amber" - who had led a group of refugees across the border a few months earlier, saying that they were going to wander into desolation.

The last news about these people was that they stayed in Port Gris, but God knows how they got back here.

But the answer to those questions was very simple, because Brando knew Sir Mintai was going to attack Cold Cedar Collar. In that case, you are welcome to come and visit me. In his letter to the Druids, he had requested that the red copper dragon retto immediately take people across the Patton wilderness, waiting for Sir Mintai to copy his nest as soon as he left.

Poor Sir Mintai had no idea that the mob would be so bold that he had actually suffered a great loss from the beginning of the war. Of course, he didn't know, and by the time he did, he'd be Brando's prisoner.

But the scouts did not know the details, they simply perceived the troops with an acute instinct peculiar to the probe, and then they left Sir Mintai's territory in a hurry, crossing the Gris River by night and by night, to the land of a great war not long ago.

Of course, the big war in their minds, according to Brando, is called 'Village-Grade Armor Fight’.

Seeing Brando in the real war, honestly, never worried about his inability to defeat Sir Mintai, which is why he dared to let go of Fire Regiment Commander Vern and Kronsia to direct.

But Brando also understands that there will be a terrible war next.

And at this moment, one of the leads of this vicious battle lies in the repellence of these infiltrating young people's lands ——

“The rumors are true. ”

One scout, after four weeks of examination, stood up and said to his other companions: "Sir Mintai has lost and has failed miserably. ”

Everybody calm down.

Though they have long anticipated this result, the news of Sir Mintai's tragic defeat has been spreading across the Gris River for some time now, and will certainly reach Lord Parras in no time.

But they first confirmed the news, or they couldn't help it.

Everyone looked at the veteran who was the most experienced and talked to the group, and the experienced scout thought about it and said:

“Bringing the news back to the most important thing, this thing is a little weird, I've waited so long, I haven't heard of the mob there so strong -” he glanced around: "This is an ambush. ”

“Ambush? ”

“I hear Captain Caglis also participated in this war.” One scourge said that the Caglis he spoke of was the son of Sir Mintai - if you had a good memory, you would remember this young man working for Parras for a while.

But that's not all.

Caglis did not brag about himself, because Pallas had no children of his own, and he had always treated the young man as his own and taught him all his experience in the war. The young man's performance did not disappoint the old knight, who excelled in the battle with the mountaineers and enjoyed a high reputation under Parras.

It was with the consent of the old knight that he was going to surrender to Her Royal Highness Princess Griffin. Though loyal to Count Denel, Parras himself preferred the royal party in his heart, hoping that his disciple would embark on a path of revival that would support Eruin.

The scout completes with a somewhat puzzling addition: "How could Captain Caglis have been ambushed, and when he led us, we had not once been among the sly mountaineers. ”

The silence of the scouts is too weird.

But the veteran waved: “I have a suggestion that we split the two ways, on the one hand, that you bring the letter back to Lord Parras. On the one hand, let's move on, take a look at Cold Cedar City, take a chance...”

“It's too risky.” A young scout said.

“No scourge, no adventure.” The veteran waves: “I am in the highest position here. On my orders, you can all go back and leave two people with me. ”

After listening to this order, they took a look at each other, and they weren't worried about the danger they would face, they were all the elites of Parras. But since they went south, the whole thing smelled mysterious, which made them retreat for the first time.

……

The scouts argued outside the forest, and Vern and Kronsia looked at each other, and then they turned around and saw that the young man who attacked the red robe today was sitting on a rock not far away, and Tajib, a cave-dweller, was looking at Charles with some fear.

The magic of this young wizard completely obscured the breath of several of them, even though their traces could not be detected by any more intelligent reprimand. Otherwise, Vern is not sure what those experienced scouts will perceive at this distance.

While serving in the Cavalry Regiment of Karasou, he has seen reprimands in many armies, and even occasionally, as a cavalry himself, he has acted as a scout once or twice.

But as sophisticated as the scouts out there, he only saw them in the most elite squadrons.

That's definitely a first-class elite.

But what surprised him more than that was the identity of Charles, who came from Carasou and naturally met the mysterious Highland Wizards. He can confirm 100 percent that Charles and those people are in the same category, and they have the same smell —— the smell of highlands and black towers.

He heard that Brando was a highland knight, and at this moment he couldn't help but believe it a little. Can you have a mentored wizard as a subordinate highland knight?

What does that exist?

At a time of confusion in Vern's mind, Kroncia had once again cast her eyes back out of the woods: “How dare you. ”

He's talking about the scouts out there.

Those scouts have split up into two paths, all the way to Cold Cedar City, all the way to prepare to head north back to Pallas. They broke up outside the woods and quickly disappeared across the avenue.

“Hey," Charles looked in that direction, his eyebrows lifted slightly —— he looked like Brando, in this young wizard's heart Brando was arguably the best master —— highly unpredictable, as if he knew everything.

He has been deliberately imitating Brando's every move lately, already showing some signs of exorcism. But then he laughed at himself: "Caglis? I didn't expect that little guy to be so famous in the scouts of Parras. He's fighting with one of you every day. Don't you two have any idea? ”

Vern and Chroncia's face immediately became strange.

The young man named Caglis was the one who caused them the greatest trouble in the ambush of Sir Mintai that day. The other party judged that the battlefield was really not built, even Vern, a veteran, was amazed. If they hadn't captured Sir Mintai alive in the end, they might have asked the young man to give him a blood path.

But it was Charles who watched the jokes of three old seniors, Tiger Bird, Vern and Kronsia, who said it was okay with the ticket, but eventually there was a leak.

Otherwise, if Charles did it himself, Caglis would have had wings and had to be caught.

But because of that, the young man was still uncomfortable, and although he had not said anything childish about coming back from scratch as a soldier, he was still screaming in the dungeon to fight Kronsia, Tiger Bird or Vern.

This kid's swordsmanship is also superb, and Kroncia was supposed to hold on to the idea of teaching each other a lesson, but she didn't expect to eat a dark loss. Since then, Tiger Bird, Vern, Kroncia have gone around the dungeon, so as not to cause embarrassment.

Charles told Brando that there was a little guy who needed to be educated, and that was actually the young man.

Seeing two big leaders with strange faces, the young man shook his head with a smile: “So what are you going to do about it? ”

He shifted the subject, pointing to the outside.

“What do we do?” The silver-haired middle-aged man looked at Charles with questioning eyes.

The conversation between the three seemed to ignore the Tajib aside, which made the chief of the caveman somewhat dissatisfied - in other words, his people discovered the scourge of infiltration and notified the humans first.

But Charles obviously didn't forget the caveman chief who hasn't been very happy these days, and he nodded to Tajib first: "Of course, this is Tajib's job first, and as for how to do it —— those who go to our land, they have to be arrested, and as for how to deal with it, it's Lord's business ——”

Tajib listened and braced his chest.

“What about the rest?” Vern frowned and asked, listening to Charles, to release those reprimands who had returned to the letter.

Charles nodded: "Let them go, Lord. ”

What does that young man mean?

Vern and Kroncia looked at each other. What did that young nobleman want to do? Put those scouts back, there's a good chance they'll alert Parras, so no one can say what happens next.

But Charles didn't answer that question, and he just looked up at the sky —— and thought, it looks like his lord was going to play big this time.

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