The Amber Sword

“Stupid way? ”

When Charles closed the door and came in from the outside, he heard himself, the lord, say this somehow. Of course it wasn't just him, Antina and Metisa heard it, and while they didn't know why Brando was suddenly talking to himself, they believed they understood the meaning of the phrase.

“Lord, are you saying you have a way to save Cee? ”

Antitina was the first to ask.

Side by side, Metisa was a step slower than her, and the Girl had to look back at Shea lying in bed, thinking about it, and then back off and shut up.

But Brando shook his head.

“There's no good way.” He stopped talking to Otales in his heart and said to the others.

Charles obviously stunned, "Lord, what do you mean?” This young man, who doesn't look very reliable on a weekday, is a lot more serious now.

“The blood of God is more tenacious than you can imagine, Charles, and you should know that it is not human and that the solution of the world is greatly limited.” Brando looked at the red-haired girl lying quietly in her bed and stopped: “Not to mention that Sy has actually died once, and reversal of life and death is a taboo in this world, if not relying on the incredible energy of God's blood...”

He didn't say what he said later, but no one else could understand what he meant.

“So there's no other way?” Charles glanced at Sy and turned back and asked.

“Sealed into cards. ”

When Antina and Metisa heard Brando say that, they didn't show much surprise. One of them had seen Brando seal cards with his own eyes, and the other with his own.

But Brando went on to say, "Sealed cards are not all-powerful, they simply transform being left intact by the surgeon into a summoning creature ——”

He paused: "Without saying it was unfair to the sealed,” the young man looked at Metissa, but the Girl of the Silver Pokémon did not care, and she shook her head immediately: “Lord, this is Metissa's choice. ”

“What about Sy?” Charles asked.

“Lord, ask her face to face," replied Metisa. "I don't think Sy will refuse, My Lord, you don't understand her heart...”

Brando was silent, but he wasn't blind to Sy's dependence on him, though he didn't know why this seemingly strong girl was acting unexpectedly weak.

But the feeling of trust does make one feel responsible, and Brando promised Cee under the Chaffrend mine that he would never give up on this girl, so he couldn't keep his word.

Besides, he's not completely powerless.

But he thought about it and shook his head eventually: "But before the last moment, I wouldn't have chosen such an adventurous approach. ”

“Why.” Antitina asked puzzlingly.

“Sealing a Fate Card is not without risk, as it keeps the sealed person's condition on top of the card, making it a summoning creature.” Charles replied in place of Brando: "So even if it's sealed as a card, Sy has a good chance of being replaced by the blood of God ——”

“In the end, we did all this for nothing. ”

Brando talked to him about this a long time ago, so the young wizard knew all about it.

“But it's better than not having a chance, isn't it?” Antitina frowned, "Lord, can't we just do nothing? ”

“Don't be impatient, Antina.” Brando glanced at the nobleman and taught him a lesson: "No one here has ever said that we will do anything but at the last minute. ”

“Last minute?” Antitina, this has only calmed down a little: “Lord, do you mean there's still a turnaround? ”

“I told you, there's a stupid way. ”

“Stupid way? ”

“The process of conversion of God's blood always takes over the body before devouring the soul.” Brando looked at the red-haired girl on the bed and replied, "So in the final stages, the occupied man loses his power, because the blood of God has completely taken over the power it brings with it and the power it contains ——”

Charles and Metissa listened carefully and did not raise any objections. One of them was a wizard in itself, and the other was a princess of the Silver Elf, born in a time of war, who had long known the mysterious knowledge that circulated among wizards.

But Antittina listens to the clouds, and although she is knowledgeable, she confines herself to historical humanities, geography, nature and certain magical teachings.

She couldn't help but interrupt. “What do you mean? ”

“Simply put, Sy has a part of herself, and she was originally a warrior close to the silver ranks. And God's blood also contains tremendous power, so God's blood is implanted into Him before Him has the Gold level of combat power for a short time. ”

“But these are only the forces that God's blood has given up in order to merge this body, transferring a part of its own power into this body - depending on the strength of this body itself - and then God's blood will fall asleep, adapting it gradually to the newly acquired power.” Brando explains: “That's actually the power with the breath of God's blood. ”

“Because all this is done under the direction of the original soul of the body, that is, under the guidance of Sy, her body does not reject these forces. ”

Brando continued, but Antittina interrupted slightly in confusion: "What if Cee chose to reject it? ”

“Impossible, she was dead by then.” Charles interfaces: “Besides, with such great power, there is no chance for people to resist. Besides, even if the resistance succeeds, it will only burn jade stones. ”

Seeing Brando nod his head in agreement, the nobleman was suddenly chilled. Although she had always heard horrible rumors about herders and the return of all things to life, her heart had merely treated those stories as a legend.

In her view, those organizations were probably no different from bandits and bandits outside the city. But it wasn't until today that Charles and Brando's description gave her a more intuitive understanding of the two organizations for the first time.

“Too much!” The nobility frowned, somewhat puzzled: “Why do they do this? ”

Brando shrugged: “Without purpose, as far as I know, they are merely against all civilizations. ”

He waved, “Okay, let's get down to business. As Sydney's body gradually accepts these forces, God's blood turns to awakening, when it regains them from Sydney - first from itself, then from Sydney. ”

“And finally, the power of life itself,” Brando lowered his voice: “But when life ran out, the whole process was done. ”

“Now Sy is in this final phase. ”

Antitina bit her lip: "So, Lord, what's your stupid plan? ”

“It's actually simple," Brando replied, "since the whole process is going to end when life is depleted, there is a silly way to keep replenishing the depleted potential of life. ”

The nobility was slightly flashed, as if to see hope: “So how do we supplement it, my lord? ”

“The power of God's blood conversion is very fast, and if this converted power is translated into actual consumption, I'm afraid Sydney will have to eat a full Tonigal year of output to complement this conversion.” Charles made a little calculation and made a joke that wasn't so funny.

“How is that possible?” Antitina stood still.

“No way, another way is holy water," replied Brando, "if we have enough holy water. ”

“Holy water does have some reserves," Antitina frowned, and these holy waters from Groudin's personal stash were supposed to be used in the next war, but for her own companion, she had to suffer to cut her love: "How much do you need? ”

“Holy water number 7 requires at least one thousand and three hundred bottles. ”

“So... so many...” Antitina snapped.

But the next thing Charles said immediately left her completely powerless: "Every day. ”

“Well…” the nobility seemed to finally understand a question: “With so much said, there is no way. ”

This time it wasn't just Charles, even Metissa nodded. In fact, she knew from the beginning that it didn't work, but she just didn't know why Brando was proposing it at this time.

This young lord does not seem like a man who likes to talk nonsense.

But just when the Girl with the Silver Pokémon was confused, a slight cough came from the bed and immediately caught everyone's attention. Everyone turned around and saw the red-haired girl lying in bed, her eyes finally slowly opened.

……

As if she had just woken up from a nightmare, drenched in sweat, she returned to God after a while - then turned over powerlessly and looked at Brando with some grudge.

Who's this?

The young man's face appeared to her as if she was strange and kind - Lord Lord - and the red-haired girl blinked her eyes as if she had finally remembered.

This is the young man who told her softly that he would never leave her alone.

That answer she will never forget, just as she will never forget Makaro's original answer. The same choice, but one is a lord who has been with himself for months, and one who has more than a decade of feelings and fatherhood.

Sy suddenly felt a little tranced.

She was lying in bed, without half her strength, and her head seemed to contain the shadow of a demon that could drag her down that dark abyss at any moment. She knew her condition, as if there had never been a moment clearer than this one...

She knew she would soon return to Lord Martha's arms, as quiet as she had been when she first arrived in the world.

But Sy doesn't seem to be worried, but rather a little light-hearted, she feels pretty much tired.

But she kept insisting consciously, insisting on the last minute of sobriety, and even she didn't know what she was insisting on.

But when she saw Brando, she suddenly understood.

The red-haired teenager blinked a little weakly, winking her astringent eyes, a crystalline teardrop rolling out of her orbit from the first moment she saw Brando.

“Lord… My lord…” cried Si in a strenuous cry, his voice almost unheard.

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