The Amber Sword

Yang Yang's Blood is a passive skill. Any enemy who inflicts Melee Warfare damage on the Holy Knight will suffer Golden Flame backlash, dealing 5% damage per level and reaching 75% damage per level XV. Although this injury is also a magic and flame injury that can be offset by various resistances, it is also enough to give the Cathedral Knight's opponent a headache. Knowing that the Cathedral Knight is a tank-type profession in itself, you may have cut him with a knife and in the end you will suffer more than he did.

And the Spike Crown is an aggressive skill, with both a continuous and active opening, which consumes less magic per second when it continues to take effect, increasing the resistance and resistance of the Cathedral Knight himself - the so-called resistance is the immunity to toxins and special injuries, and the resistance is the immunity to magic - and once the Cathedral Knight takes the initiative to unlock this skill, it will transform all defenses, resistance and resistance into attack power in a short time.

This is a short period of time, and after the effect, the Holy Knight will have a fairly long period of weakness of zero defense and zero resistance. But during the duration of this skill, the Holy Knight is absolutely 200 percent combat power, and the player calls it the mad dog mode. This skill is at the core of the Knight of the Sacred Church outbreak. In fact, Brando has always had little interest in this M-sub skill of killing 1,000 enemies at his own expense, but it is an unexpected surprise to draw two core skills from the many skills in each profession.

This is actually one of the powers of the high priesthood to preside over the salute. Brando couldn't help but look at Lord Wood. The great priest who stood at the height of the power of the Temple of Underflor did not have much expression on his face. In fact, the whole ceremony was only for a moment, and then the old man nodded to him: "Get up. ”

The original law of restlessness in the quiet room seemed to be silenced for a moment, and the feeling that the former divine power had filled the entire room had now vanished, as if everything before was just a hallucination.

“The Toquinin Lions of the North are stupidly moving, the Temple will not let Eruin go for too long, and my tenure is approaching, and the Temple may send a new high priest to take my place.” Wood waited for Brando to get up and continue the conversation before saying that he didn't seem to care about Brando conducting the transition ceremony, and the conversation was focused on this repeatedly.

When Brando heard this, he suddenly took it seriously. Knowing that the High Priest had always advocated that the Temple should be independent of the affairs of nations, and superior to those of the civil strife that had befallen Eruin, he was suddenly told that his successor might not agree with him? Thinking about it, he couldn't help but look at the power of the person for a moment.

Lord Wood will not let it go.

“I hear you support Her Royal Highness the Princess of Eruin?” The old man asked.

Brando didn't hide it, he just nodded.

“Her Royal Highness, who is now vulnerable, wants to rule Eruin, a kingdom that is threatened with prolonged turmoil. Unless she was able to convince Grand Duke Anrek that the original volatile Vieiro and Jean de Neil would favour the King's side," The Old Man's Eye on Brando: “But do you really think this would help this ancient kingdom? ”

Brando shook his head, and that's exactly what he was trying to stop. He can clearly see how things will develop in the future. Once His Royal Highness has reached an agreement with Alex, he will have to compromise with the old aristocracy. The royal party beside her is unreliable, as if the pillars of this shaky house had decayed from the inside, and no matter how the position is replaced, it will do nothing. Perhaps a momentary downturn can be reversed, but in the long run, it will not help.

Brando was not a prophet, but he had witnessed it with his own eyes, as if it were a drama of landings and landings on stage, but he was there.

The high priest of the Grand Temple of Anderfleur looked at him again.

“So you get it? ”

All of a sudden, this is what the high priest was trying to say. The Temple does not prolong the civil unrest in Eruin, and once the princess is unable to gain an advantage in a short period of time, it is likely that the Temple will intervene. Though Wood himself did not advocate this, there was no guarantee that his successor would do the same, and he couldn't help but look up at the old man.

“Tulaman is an old friend of mine, and Eruin is his country, and he does not want to see his country sink, and I naturally have to help him, especially if it is not contrary to my claim. Young man, my old friend put some chips on you, so I don't mind spending a little more time in Ambesseur, but time is limited, and the general palace is not within my grasp, so at best I'm just trying to delay it a little bit.” Wood finally opened the skylight and said, looking at Brando, "I don't have much time left for you. From today on, you're a smart man, and I'm sure you understand what I'm saying. ”

Brando took a deep breath and finally cleared up the relationship. Nevertheless, he had no idea that Tulaman had put the Temple of Ambesseur on his side, although for a short period of time, which was also of great benefit to his actions. This surprise is really coming down from heaven, and it's even bigger than the surprise he got for the adversity paradise card set.

He nodded to Lord Wood: “I understand. ”

“As long as you understand, keep your words to the outside. You should be aware that if the temple's reputation is tarnished, the ensuing reprisals will not be acceptable to your territory, even to Eruin.” The High Priest said with no expression.

Brando knew, of course, that he was reluctant to impress the big man, but he didn't expect Turaman to have it all planned out. Brando didn't really talk much to William, or the college guy, when he remembered that he was in the ring of the wind, but he was the leader of the silver league in the past, and he guessed his intentions with just a little clue. But Brando is even more curious about what the other person thinks of himself. If the other person really thinks he can save Eruin, then all he has to do is stand in his camp and rely on the influence of the university, then at least one of the princesses can gain equal power with the many aristocrats of the North.

But the college man chose to join hands. What exactly did he want to do because he said that the people of silver were unwilling to meddle in the things of mortals? Brando thought it might not be necessary, otherwise the future wizards would not have to fight because of the ancient tablets.

……

Finally, Brando stayed for about half an hour in the quiet room where the Knight of the Temple of the Grand Temple of Anderfüller was transferred, because the Knight of the Temple transition process took about this long, and in addition to the ceremony itself, the priest who presided over the ceremony would ask the other knight some questions after his transfer. But Lord Wood naturally omitted this step, only to talk to Brando about the situation in Eruin, and Brando didn't seem so worried about his speculation about the Lions of Tokenin and his successor, which he had specifically reminded him of.

Because he knows what will happen in the future.

Historically, the change of office in the Diocese of Ambesseur has to wait at least until next year, and the Lions of Toquinin will not dare to offend easily for a short time, unless history changes. In fact, however, his impact on history is not as great as he might have imagined, at least Brando doesn't feel that what he did before could affect certain decisions outside of Eruin or even the Temple.

This is ridiculous.

After half an hour, Brando said goodbye to the archdeacon of Ambethel, but he didn't mind staying here for a moment, but staying too long would be suspicious. Moreover, the idea of the Knight of the Converted Cathedral, although it had already arisen as early as in the outskirts of Lidenburg, was, after all, just an illustration of many of his plans on the road. Next, Brando was going to Ambesseur's biggest auction house, and he had a painting of the princess that was worth a fortune in the eyes of the considerate, but for a man like Brando, who had little artistic cells, it was only equivalent to the funds needed for the future development of the territory.

If he did, he would presumably be described the next day as the most ruthless nobleman in the whole of Eruin, even worse than those who had broken out. Good thing Brando never considered himself a nobleman, though, and the so-called nobility was nothing more than an excuse for him to disguise his actions.

But Brando had a headache that Ambethel's noble auction, like any other aristocratic gathering place, had no identity at all to participate in that circle. He knew that the owner of the auction site was a member of the Chamber of Commerce of Ambethel, a middle-aged man named Donal, with an honorary title, but the gentleman had a fortune and it was not easy to meet him. Besides, they have their own channels for collecting auctions, and it's not that easy for Brando to get involved.

He didn't know much about what was going on in the aristocratic circle, and was about to ask Antitina outside, and only this aristocratic lady of them knew more about the aristocracy of Eruin. But before he could walk into the courtyard outside, he heard the angry voice of a woman:

“Sir, please show some respect, this is the Temple of Fire! ”

Brando stumbled and subconsciously thought the two ladies who came with him were in trouble. But after listening carefully, he found out that he didn't recognize the woman's voice. He had to stand still. Who was out there? Where are Antina and Cee?

… (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.)