The Amber Sword

Our eyes have temporarily shifted to Pydarthon--

Located at the border with Anélec and Vlada, the core of the Dénér department was originally designed to prevent the mountaineers from invading the north, but as the kingdom's domination of the South grew stronger, it became more central in political symbolism.

The biggest fortress in Denel is now Fort Baraso, but Count Denel still enjoys placing the administrative centre in the city of Pedalsson.

Nearly one hundred and thirty years old, Paidalson Castle's style stems from the glorious return of the year for the revival of the Pokémon wind, and today the castle is one of the few remaining works of art of that era.

It is also one of the most proud places for the Denel family - a symbol of the historically outstanding family's respect for tradition, which has earned them a high reputation among the upper nobles.

This, of course, goes hand in hand with today's three-pronged ‘good reputation’ of Count Denel among the Aruin nobility.

It's like a veteran of the doorman, Hood, guarding the castle for most of his life, but for the first time since the November war, he's seen knights coming at the door so fast.

The horseshoe shook the ground for a while. The veteran almost thought he was wrong. It's still too peaceful. Is the North already fighting?

The veterans immediately saw each other's outfits - they were their own.

We have urgent information!

Hood was experienced, and he pushed away the slow-handed, slow-footed newbie, his blue-handed grip on the winch, and the gate immediately creaked up.

The knight did not stop at all, as if a lightning bolted over the suspension bridge and headed straight for the castle.

The information in his possession was quickly transferred to the waiter in the castle and handed over to the administrator, who did not waste much time on the layers. Count Denel has set three emergency levels for his letterhead, which is now an additional level of urgency.

This level of intelligence has not been available for nearly a decade.

Because it's mostly military newspapers.

Soon, the butler rang a bell, which leads from a wire to the room of Count Denel - the nobles could use a magic device, but the Count had a habit - and he himself would do a little magic, because he always thought magical things were not safe.

If he could use a mechanic, he would never use magic.

This is also a well-known wonder in the aristocratic circle.

When the bell on Count Denel's left was ringing, he was talking to his guest.

The Count is now full of white, but no one can say how old he is. He participated in the November war - which, of course, was almost irrelevant to the upper nobles, although it did damage the Kingdom's energy and refresh the memory of those nobles.

The Count wore a pair of glasses today, neatly dressed, and a black mink coat with a round of silver-tone ruffled ruffle collar - with a beautiful beard, though with a good-faith smile on his face.

But for others, this smile means uncertain emotions.

Especially the guest sitting in the first place - this guest is not Krutz, and even a lot of people like him don't recognize themselves as Eruins.

In the Eruin population, these people share a common name - Mountain People.

Mountain people, by definition, are the people of the mountains, but Vaughnde is called a mountain people with many nationalities, most of which are barbarians; the mountain people of Eruin should belong to the Nathai people, who were indeed uncultivated two hundred years ago, but have now gradually been integrated into the civilized world after the reign of the Kingdom.

However, one thing remains unchanged: mountain people have always pursued their own independence - which, of course, happens to be intolerable to the kingdom, so that the borders of the Denel region have never been unstable, and there have been all sorts of conflicts and border wars over the years.

Of course not all mountain people are, and some are willing to accept the reign of the kingdom - for example, sitting at this moment with the first guest of the Count, who comes from an area under the Count's authority, for the simple purpose of coming here.

That is the hope that Count Denel will be granted a tax exemption from the South.

Because of Madara's invasion - in fact, it is an open secret that Madara's army is still in the south today - the devastating impact of the fighting on local agriculture and production, many areas are almost grainless, not to mention heavy taxes, which make it difficult to survive.

But the kingdom does not seem to see this, and its rule over these mountain people has become more harsh.

Let Count Denel simply listen carefully to the Guest about their difficulties, who always smiled and did not make a statement. For someone as old as him, smiling seems to make him look like a friendly old man, but the guests sitting down never dare to think so - most people who think so don't have a decent ending.

Speaking of the last time, just as the envoy of this mountaineer was about to say his request, it was at this time that the bell on Count Denel's left was ringing.

For the first time since this afternoon, the Count moved slightly, unable to keep his smile on his face.

He remembered how long it had been since he had received any urgent information.

The old man frowned slightly and stood up. Instead of being rude at all, he politely nodded his apologies and said, "Excuse me for a moment, allow me to leave. ”

“Please, my lord.” The envoy stood up in a panic and fearless manner, fearing no dissatisfaction at all.

The old Count leaves the study, opens a door and enters the next room, where he immediately sees his staff and deputies waiting for him. In front of this deputy for many years, Count De Nell did not keep his constant expression, but immediately sank his face and asked: "What's going on? ”

“It's about Tony Gehr.” The staff replied.

“Or was it the last time?” The Count took a silver-nosed cigarette canteen from a servant beside him and smoked it, "the waste hasn't been disposed of yet? It's been half a month! ”

The old aristocrat said angrily.

“This time we have new information from Sir Parras. ”

“Parras? ”

Count Denel stopped, and Parras, although a minister of Groudin, was also his old man. Joined him in the November War - although only in the last few small battles, it was almost entirely at that time that Count Denel's core heart was nurtured.

Parras remained faithful to him and his family, so that Count Denel did not doubt it, so when he heard the news of the old knight, he calmed down and asked:

“What he said. ”

Instead of answering, the staff handed him the letterhead.

……

“Brando? ”

When Princess Griffin heard the name, her fine eyebrows finally moved slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed through her pale silver eyes.

This surprise only existed for a moment between the young girl's divine colors, and she frowned: “The young man told you his name was Brando? ”

Half Fairy Princess lifts her eyelashes slightly and looks at several guests in front of her:

“In such circumstances, it may not be easy for a person to reveal his or her true identity. ”

“That's normal,” said Count Barry for the first time, pressing his hand against his chest, slightly saluting: “But I don't think he's a normal person, a man so closely associated with the Silver Elf, and I'm afraid he won't go there any more, Your Highness.”

Griffin's slender fingers staggered and rested on her chin, she thought a little extraordinarily:

“Golden apple, silver elf, dragon magic, highland knight--”

She lowered her head: "Do you think he has silver? ”

“I'm afraid so.” Makaro nodded.

“Twenty.” Princess Griffin looked at Ike, but she was actually falling over the river, beating Fevermein and telling her that the young man was at best of black iron: “That's not like Mr. Ike. ”

“It's a real genius -” Buga replied: "There's another interesting thing, his swordsmanship...”

“What happened to his sword? ”

“There are shadows of his swordsmanship that I am familiar with, like... kind of like someone I know...”

“Mr. Buga, please continue. ”

“Sword Santa Ruz. ”

“Sword Santa Ruz," Half-Pokémon Girl puzzled: “Mr. Kobuga, did you say that standard Eruin military swordsmanship used by that young man was not the same thing as Master Darus? ”

“The Sword Saint Darus also uses military swordsmanship," replied Leewoods. "Your Highness, you forgot that he was a soldier. ”

Improved swordsmanship, a move in Princess Griffin's heart.

But her psychological activity was not revealed to anyone else, and Leewoods continued: "But a 20-year-old silver swordsman is very rare--”

The old man said, looking at Eko.

Young man shyly lowered his head.

Half Elf Girl was also somewhat sentimental when she heard it, and a group of equally distinguished young people emerged at the championship competition shortly after it ended - she couldn't help but wonder if Lord Martha was still in love with Eluin.

But if so, why is the situation so difficult that she is often overwhelmed?

Her Royal Highness felt a little tired, but she immediately forced herself to distract herself with the will of others, taking a breath and losing some blood on her face.

But he asked seriously: "In addition, Master Leewoods. ”

“Her Royal Highness. ”

“Did you say the young man's gold apple really didn't connect with his soul? ”

“Yes, the elders have confirmed that they cannot be mistaken," Leewoods replied. "The elders can honor the magicians of the court for decades, but keep it. ”

This time half elf girls are really heartbeat, legend has it that Golden Apple can change a person's destiny and cause people to change their bones out of their wombs.

If I get into the Golden Apple, can my weak brother be the true king of Eluin?

She was somewhat puzzled that anyone who had access to the gold apple would, I'm afraid, immediately find a way to own it. But why didn't the young man move —— was it just a fake?

Impossible, my teacher would never misread.

However, Her Royal Highness thought that the other party was so close to the Silver Pokémon, that it might not really be a regular person, and that there might be other plans for the Golden Apple.

And she thought about the legend between the Highland Knight, Dragon Magic and the Silver Pokémon, and she jumped straight into her heart for a while. Griffin raised his head and looked a little bright: "Can you find a way to hold him up? ”

“Pull it together? ”

Everyone was stunned, and of course they wanted to, whether it was from each other's relationship with the Silver Pokémon or the owner of the Golden Apple, to do so.

But they've offended each other, so what? Although the young man showed a royal sentiment, that doesn't mean anything.

“It's a little difficult -" answered Makaro, most pragmatically.

“No.”

Her Royal Highness shook her head with a smile, and when she thought about it she found it a little funny: "It may not be as difficult as you think - if it's the same person. ”

Everybody stay put.

His Royal Highness twisted a letter in front of her with two fingers and handed it over.

“Take a look. ”

……

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