The Amber Sword

The situation in Druid shocked Brando, with more than a thousand survivors in the Green Tower alone, while the number of Druid apprentices and tree elves gathering in various settlements exceeded a quarter of the total population of the First Nations in the ring of the wind, which was much better than the tragic 10 to 89 that had followed the wolf disaster in history. Brando had thought that he alone would have to pay a greater price to reopen the history of Druid, but now he seems to be doing better than he thought, so it can be seen that thousands of players in history may not have played a role at all, while the two Silver Alliance wizards, William and Tullaman, acted as needles to the sea.

The Druids welcomed them back from the rings of the wind with the highest specifications. Though the city was in full swing at this moment, hundreds of high-ranking Druids drew precious power from the pool of nature to pave Brando a path of flowers from the Rosewood Wall ten miles away. On the day the pedestrians reached the Green Tower, the city almost leaned out.

The boys are a little jumpy because Brando joked to them earlier that maybe some of the elf beauties would give a kiss and glance at some of the nobleman's brothers; of course, the imaginary scene did not appear, and the elf girls were still insistent and conservative, hiding in the woods and measuring these ‘interracial’ heroes with a little caution and curiosity.

No kiss, but at least everyone received a bouquet of wreaths from the elf girl, and Brando had two bouquets, but unfortunately he didn't have time to see the two elf girls who gave him the wreaths.

It was Queenie who led the Elders out to greet them. The leader of the elf walked up to Brando, opened his arms and grabbed the young man and gently touched his shoulder, left and right. This is the highest courtesy of the hunter to his own comrades, and it can be seen that the leader of the Tree Elf has recognized the honor of fighting alongside Brando, which for the Elf is a life and death affair.

Then Queenie took a step back and said in fairy language: "A 'atomesstalar.” (The forest is always green with you, my friend.

Fortunately Brando understands, he also answers in fairy language: "Atarosdar, X 'dormun.” (forest evergreen, bowstring ringing.

Queenie's face flashed with surprise that the language of the Tree Fairy developed from the Wood language was completely different from the mainstream Wind Fairy language. He did not expect this human friend to understand what he meant, but intended to explain it after he had finished speaking, but did not expect Brando not only to understand it but to answer it in full conformity with the courtesy of the Tree Fairy.

Elder Druid behind Queeniel also showed a surprise that a human being knows their habits very well, which is incredible in human society. Of course, they don't know that Brando is very different from the average person, who ‘once' lived in many places and understood humanistic customs that many ordinary people never understood.

At this time, Queenie smiled in good faith: "You have not failed our expectations, nor will we break our vows, and now you are the lord of this land.” He raised his hands and had a white rubber in his hand.

Brando was surprised to see the oak in real time: "Is this the fruit of the Holy White oak tree? You guys give this to me...? ”

In the tradition of the Tree Elves, there is a sacred white oak tree that worships the guardian and the resting place of all the souls in the forest, in the place where the Green Tower is sparked, the spiritual resting place of all the Elves and Druids. Quinnier gave him the fruit of this oak tree, meaning that he was taken for granted. Generally, only Elder Druid had the right to hold the fruit of the holy white oak tree.

“You must be familiar with our traditions, Brando.” Quinnier said to Brando with that sacred fruit in his hands.

Brando nodded and looked at Queenie with a smile on his face and the Druids behind him, just to say goodbye because he saved the place? That's a little crazy.

Quinnier seemed to see Brando's confusion, explaining: "Traditionally, we and the Druids would have followed our custom and gradually migrated out of civilized areas to stay in the new black forest. But, Lord, we have carefully considered your proposal, and if you are truly willing to open the path of ancient sainthood retroactively, we are willing to rely on you. ”

“There are also rest and recuperation considerations, right?” Brando asked.

Quinille's face revealed a glimpse of admiration, and as a tree elf, they rarely bent over in negotiations. Brando is obviously well aware of their habits and is willing to follow suit. He nodded: "Yes, we and Druid need years to cultivate our livelihoods, and let us witness you live up to your promise in those years. ”

“I'm afraid a few years is not enough, but I don't mind if you just want to see if I'm in charge.” Brando nodded and was delighted. Things were going better than he thought, and he was going to tell Druids about the long-term plans to keep the tree elves, the Druids, and the half-man. Of course, the Green Tower is losing a lot right now. Although the population is better preserved than in history, the majority of this population is elderly, children and women. Warriors are losing a lot in the wolf disaster. Even if they join him, they will not be able to provide much wings for the next war for the time being. At best, it is a long-term investment.

But when Brando took over the oak tree, he didn't immediately make a decision, and he thought about it and said, "But I think we should maintain our alliance. This is my territory, but it's also your home, and we share a common goal, and we don't need those red tape. ”

“Why?” Quinnier didn't expect Brando to speculate, and he could see that the young man's original goal was the land.

“I need a dedicated ally, not a subordinate who feels bound.” Brando replied that since he knew that Tree Elves and Druids could not be accustomed to living in the way of human society, he might as well be generous, and Druids and Tree Elf fighters would certainly join his army to defend their homes.

Quinnier took a serious look at him, and then he looked back at the other Elders of Druid, and everyone had a satisfying look on their faces.

“You're the most different human being I've ever met, Brando. Can we be friends?” Queenie asked.

Brando nodded, his friend needed time to witness, and he understood what the elf meant.

“So, my friend, can I invite you to our celebration for you?” Queenie smiled a little.

But what he didn't know was that Brando shook his head this time: "I'm afraid not, Queenie, I need you to do me a favor. ”

“Help? ”

“Yes, I'm leaving right now and going back to my own territory. But I need a shipment of supplies, armor and weapons, and a bunch of flying horses that can get us out of the Black Forest as soon as possible.” Brando replied.

As soon as this was said, it was quiet all around.

Behind Brando, Caglis and old swordsman Curran suddenly understood why Brando was rushing back to the Green Tower with the others, and it seemed like something was going on over the territory.

Queenie was silent for a while.

“Are you in trouble, human friend? ”

“Well, my territory is under threat. I have to solve this little problem before I can come back to you and keep our promises. ”

“Is it war? ”

Brando nodded.

The head of the tall tree elf had a clear look in his eyes, and he stood up and turned to everyone, shouting to the tribes in the woods: "Hear, our human allies need a combatable army, who once saved everyone here from the darkest of darkness alone, and now, my fellow countrymen, are you the kind of people who take care of their lives? ”

Queenie's voice echoed in the forest. Shocking Brando, he was certainly aware of the current situation on the Druid side, and it was difficult for some powerful people to keep them engaged in the war. But what the Tree Elf is doing now is assembling an army.

“Queenie, you...”

“I will fight alongside you, fellow human beings.” Quinnier smiled at him slightly: “You're right, this is your land and our home. How can you protect this precious treasure without bleeding and fighting? ”

No bloody answer.

But the elves with long bows in the forest came out one after the other, many of them women, because most adult males had lost their lives in the wolf disaster. Then there's the half-man, who certainly won't step back in pursuit of the glory of battle.

The Druids also echoed the call that such a group of people were indifferent to the outside world, but that did not mean that their hearts were indifferent - as they had promised, guardian wars, made sense to them.

But even so, this army, which brings together forests, is nothing but hundreds of people. The Druid side's loss in the wolf disaster was too heavy, and that was impossible. But at this point, what everyone expected was that the elves had not yet stood still and that a group of people had come out of the forest. Mercenaries and adventurers, men dressed in armour from all over the world, as if they were a beggar's army, but they all stood up.

When these people came out, the forest paused again.

Soon, a man was pushed out of those people.

“Lord, by your grace we can survive this unfortunate disaster, and now I hear you need an army.” That mustache, a little hungry, when a man winks, opens his hands and lazily asks: “So I dare to ask, do you need an army born specifically for war, willing to accept your hire? ”

Brando suddenly felt a little speechless.

“What price can you offer?” He asked silently, as if we were really talking about prices.

“A gold coin, how about that?” The man asked.

Brando, look at him--

“Well, now that you are my knights, a gold coin, I promise to take you to witness my victory.” He replied.

Without redundant answers, the mercenaries pulled out their swords and raised them high. A forest of swords. Then the elves put up their long bows.

Brando's heart was suddenly flooded with strange feelings, humans and elves stood together thousands of years later, and the sacred vows of the past seemed to be replicated at this moment. No one will forget today's covenant, and everyone who witnessed this moment here will, I fear, spend the rest of their lives remembering it.

The young people behind him pulled out their swords, and the scene was so shocking that even Kuran and Mayfist couldn't bear to lose their language.

An alliance like this, it doesn't seem solid, but ultimately it seems to have some kind of magic that can change everything.

… (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)