The Amber Sword

“On the 17th of Autumn, written in Tonigal, Baron of Cold Cedars' territory - hereby begins Griffin? Corcova? His Royal Highness Odyphus. During the battle the night before yesterday, the late army of Mota from the 'Lord Black' Installon side, bypassing the four southern collars, launched a sneak attack on Cold Cedar Castle - not only causing heavy casualties, but also martyring Baron Groudin the battle. And as a duplicity of the Baron's hospitality, the pioneering knights of the kingdom, and the lords of the Valhalla region along the way, the despicable assumed an obligation to temporarily assume local defense. After one night of fighting, the Dead Spirit has now been repelled, but in order to prevent another incursion by the Dead Spirit, from this day on I will temporarily lead the defence and administration of the area until the arrival of a new lord appointed by Her Royal Highness himself -"

Makaro took the letter and read it half the time, and his face got a little weird. But how can he be so knowledgeable that he coughed and continued reading:

“And here I am questioning the responsibility of Count Denel to conceal the news of the presence of the Undead Army in the South on the part of Instarone, and the failure of Madara's army to cross the Four Collars silently and without authorization. Secondly, I hope to have the understanding of Her Royal Highness and, finally, attach a magic stone recording the images of the battlefield, as testimony to the elucidation of this statement. ”

He raised his head.

“I have the stone,” replied the princess unchanged, "please continue reading Lord Makaro. ”

“None, Your Highness. ”

“No, there's one more sentence.” The princess's thick eyelashes drip slightly.

Makaro picked up the letter and saw that there was a small line below. When he saw the line of small words, he felt his eyelids jump and his eyebrows flashed slightly: “- Brando. ”

The scene is lonely.

Makaro weirdly put the letter back where it belonged and looked at the others, joking: “I know Baron Groudin didn't do his duty, but this little fellow couldn't help but be a little too bold...”

He thought about it and couldn't find a wording to describe this audacity: “It's...”

“Ridiculous!” Master Leewoods coldly said: "This is a challenge to the kingdom, and he is breaking the rules of the game between the nobles. ”

Princess Griffin frowned when she heard the word "rules of the game," and this subtle facial change did not escape the observation into the eyes of the slight Earl of Violet.

“What do you think?” She asked.

“I believe what Mr. Brando said," the first speaker surprised everyone, Eko, and the young man stood up despite some impetus: "I know Mr. Brando as a true knight. ”

“Man can disguise himself, lad.” Master Leewoods said.

Indeed, Makaro and the Earl of Violet nodded slightly in the presence, and as nobles who had long struggled, they knew much more about the human heart and humanity than ordinary people.

And the half elf girl's expression was a little blunt, she didn't say a word, and there was neither approval nor opposition between the colors of God. She just had a slight fan of her eyelashes, and her pale silver eyes looked at this young man who had opened his eyes for the first time.

“Master Leewoods,” Ike saluted the old man with respect, but did not retreat at all: "Between life and death, man does not lie, and I see action, not just language. ”

The young man's naiveté faded, and he looked around at everyone present - except Princess Griffin - and he said, "Otherwise, I don't think Mr. Brando can denounce us so harshly, and even the legendary artifact agrees with his words.”

“Hmm?”

Half elf girl slightly flashed, she had heard Makaro and others talk about artifact sensing before. But what does this young man named Ike mean when he says that Brandoyi denounces them severely and causes artifact sensation?

She looked at others curiously, a curiosity similar to the curiosity of a 15-16 year-old girl towards the outside world, only to add a decent degree of inner restraint to the princess's demeanor.

Leewoods did not expect Ike to pull this out, and they were going to hide this little process from the past, after all, it was not a glorious thing; but seeing Her Royal Highness rarely revealed the eyes of a little girl, he knew he could not hide it, and if Her Royal Highness wanted to know something - then she would surely know - in her wit.

The master coughed and nodded at Makaro.

Makaro was even more helpless because he was the one who was reprimanded the hardest. Forced by helplessness, the cunning fox can only repeat the whole thing.

In conclusion, he added: "Your Highness, we are not deliberately concealing such a small matter. ”

Princess Griffin nodded and tolerated: “It is not surprising that different positions and opinions sparked conflict. But by the way, Mr. Leewoods, that's what you taught me--”

Leewoods bowed his head in haste and panic, knowing that the student was secretly complaining that he was trying to hide the matter from the past, which made the old man both frightened and comforted; the fear naturally stemmed from the suspicion of his superiors, but comforted by the attitude of the princess, which implied resentment rather than reproach, which was also a kind of intimacy.

Makaro and Count Barry glanced at each other and were relieved that Her Royal Highness had indicated that she would not pursue them. Count Violet, although nominally the deployment of Grand Duke Rune, must serve wholeheartedly in this newborn alliance of interests, since his lord has chosen to stand by.

But the Half Elf Girl asked, "But when you say that the young man named Brando denounced you, he had sensations with the artifact, and I was curious, what he said caused such a lot of movement. ”

“He questioned whether we remembered the beliefs of the First King.” Makaro replied in a low voice, in fact Brando's questioning caused him tremendous shock, and every word the young man asked was a direct hit.

At least for the Royal Party, this is a challenge to their ideals and aspirations. It sounds intolerable, but the other party makes a point and makes them irrefutable.

“Oh?”

Now Griffin was really interested, and she suddenly remembered the story that Ovewell told her. The story of a knight who launched an assault against a major army in Madara with a group of refugees, as if it had flashed in an ancient era - an era in which the bloodbath in the nobles of Erouin had not yet become apathetic.

But what shook my mind was that the story actually happened in the same era as hers.

So she remembered the knight in the story forever.

But today, Makaro can't help but recall the scene: "Can you tell me?” Her Royal Highness asked consciously.

Makaro was a little embarrassed.

The Earl of Violet next to him stood up for the first time, and he replied, "Let me repeat. ”

“Thank you.” Half Elf Girl nodded slightly.

Count Barry's face became more serious: “I remember, in the glorious days of Eruin. The knights of Eruin held a trumpet and a flying swallowtail flag - when the trumpet sounded, the blade of the kingdom was never forwarded. ”

The room suddenly calmed down.

Makaro sighed and took Count Barry's words: "I remember a sea of flags on the battlefield embroidered with a golden Corcova crest, a Goran-Elson crest, an Anlek crest. I remember the nobles of that era, who kept their vows...”

“Remember that vow? ”

“Of course I do. ”

Her Royal Highness closed her eyes slightly with her hands closed and her fingers staggered and tight, placing them on the tip of her nose as if she were praying. The answer in her heart was not clear to everyone, and she said silently: "I take the oath of sage under this sword! ”

“I vow to lead my people - to lead them away from strife and killing, from the arrogance and greed of the imperial nobility; I vow not to repeat this cold-blooded mistake of history, but to make the nobles of this nascent kingdom obey the spirit of the knights - to be just and clear, to be just and brave, to be kind and generous, and I take this vow and to abide by it for the rest of my life! ”

When the last syllable fell, the weak and strong half fairy princess had a trance in her heart.

What the young man said was so clear and as if it were a direct blow to her inner weakness - Griffin had always thought he was strong enough when someone could understand her lifelong dreams.

The strong half elf girl is still stuck.

Just as she didn't know there was another self in the other world, practicing it with the same determination and effort.

In that world, Eluin was like a small boat in the dark sea, but she led the boat forward in horror with tremendous conviction.

That dream in the sword of Amber that always runs through the main line of Eruin...

It's like a light fire in the dark, attracting all the moths out of the fire.

The goddess of martial arts is good, the players of Eluin are good, and countless servants successively overlap dreams just to realize this dream of the Princess Regent.

In that dream, King Acme swore under his sword that his knights would break through the darkness and bring warmth and tranquillity to all.

That dream is broken.

But at this moment, the dream had just arisen, and Griffy opened her eyes and seemed to have swept away from her wandering day after day. Although the clouds in the northern sky were getting thicker and thicker, and the first snow seemed like a foolish move, she felt she had found its way.

“He's right.” Half-Pokémon Girl's divinity is a little more serious: "But dreams can only be called fulfillment if they break reality. Difficulties do not diminish by half because we become firm. The question is, how do we deal with them? ”

“What do you think?” She looked up and asked.

“Tell us what you think about this...”

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