The Amber Sword

“Lord Priest left Ambethel three days later, and now he is in the silence room, not receiving any guests, Miss Magdalene.” The guards of the Temple wore red robes and silver chest armor sparkled in the sun, holding spears, but with a polite smile they had nothing to accommodate.

The nun lightly sighed.

She turned around.

The dome of the temple is bathed in infinite light, but it is like a reflection of the last remaining light of the kingdom. In the shadow of the obscure light, the bells echo and proclaim the end of an era. Inside the Roxbury Palace, the six Grand Dukes and their envoys, on both sides of a round table, began to divide the only richness of the kingdom - knives and forks and fish in a plate.

……

The buzzing discussion went straight up, and the vault of the palace supported by the black jade beam pillar echoed for centuries of sighing. Of the many different opinions, only one solemnly declared:

“Since its inception, Eru 'in led the people into thorns and built this glorious land out of the wilderness. The first king took the oath that nobility and the people would decide the fate of this kingdom, and today, once again, the kingdom faces division, and we are gathered here because we cannot bear the innocent lives lost in the war to make a new covenant for the future of the kingdom by pressing the sword.”

After reading this oath, Grand Duke Sifah raised his head and silenced the hall as if it were winter or snow; his eyes lit with a cold, wild light, "Colleagues present, as long as anyone still agrees with this ancient covenant, raise their hands together to confirm that there is blood in you from the Aruin nobility.” After that, he raised his right hand slowly, as if he had a sharp sword in his hand pointing to the sky.

The giant beast opened its teeth in the shadow.

All but two of the Cruz bishops stood up and raised their right hands, as their ancestors had done in the wilderness - the ancient nobles staggered the swords in their hands and made sacred vows in front of the Lion's Heart Sword.

"I vow to lead my people..."

‘Lead them away from strife and slaughter, from the arrogance and greed of the imperial nobility; I swear that, in order not to repeat this cold-blooded mistake of history, I will make the nobility of this nascent kingdom obey the spirit of the knight - justice and rigour, integrity and courage, mercy and generosity, and I take this oath and abide by it with the rest of my life! ’

Brando's last rise.

He raised his hand and looked at it with cold eyes. These men have lost not only the Holy Sword of the Lion Heart, but also the sword in their hands, so they have long forgotten that sacred oath. The sacred covenant also lost its validity, and the kingdom's city turned into a phantom, and its vast territory melted before him like ice and snow, from mountains and rivers to plains, from forests to oceans, and from then on only one voice echoed.

Revolution.

Brando gently closed his eyelids and the sword of the earth shook away from him, as if he felt his master's turbulent mood. The sword will break out of the box, but Brando calms down a little - not yet. The flame is spreading from the ground, and the magma will not be outdated, but not yet.

“Two hundred and sixty years ago, my ancestors, the last king of the Sifah dynasty, ceded the throne to His Majesty Luxon I for the loss of the responsibility of the Holy Sword of the Lion's Heart. He is also the founder of the Korkova dynasty, the founder of Eruin Zhongxing, undeniably the wise king who created the landscape of Eruin that has since lasted for nearly a hundred years. But two centuries later, the kingdom faded again, and history returned to its origins--”

The Duke of Sifah went on to say, "My niece, Her Royal Highness Princess Griffin, descended from King Luxon I, so can you agree with that? ”

His voice had just fallen, and there was another arguing noise in the darkness. Everyone knows that there is an uncovered naked desire for power under the royal rhetoric of the crown, but it has to be said that the lines of the Duke of Sifah resonate with many. It is undeniable that the Royal Family of Corcova bears an irrefutable responsibility for the fall of Eru to S.

Everyone turns their eyes to Her Royal Highness the Great Princess of the Kingdom. Princess Griffin raised her head unchanged: "I disagree with you, Duke. ”

It was so loud.

Brando looked at Her Royal Highness, knowing that she had a noble desire in her heart but had to commit to the sludge, and he wanted to see what she would say and how to support Eruin's unshakeable conviction in the dark. Compared to the sparkling decade that followed Eruin, this is undoubtedly the darkest moment before dawn.

Alec still has no expression on his face and says nothing. Almost everyone turned to the side of the Grand Duke of West Fah, and Her Royal Highness, like a lonely boat in a storm, could not even make a faint voice at this moment when she looked like a divine king.

“So the Corkova family is going to abandon everyone and go alone?” The Grand Duke of Sifah is as cold as a thunderbolt.

“The Corcova royal family will live up to its royal responsibilities, but I will never take half a step back if some want to break the promise of the Prophet.” Griffin replied fearlessly.

“What did you say? ”

“As promised, my brother is the rightful heir to the kingdom, and no matter what your tongue may be, my uncle - you cannot change that fact. As for my brother-in-law, the Corkova royal family will never allow a father-killer to ascend to the throne, let alone my mother, Her Majesty the Queen, as long as I live here for a day, never allow her to break the sacred covenant with those small men and trap Eru in the land of iniquity. ”

Her Royal Highness said that the needle could smell in the hall. While everyone present understood that the death of Obergu VII might be strange, it never occurred to me that the princess of the kingdom had just come to an end and told these unseen things on the spot. So much so that Grand Duke Sifah sucked in a cold breath and his face turned white.

“Bullshit!” Grand Duke Sifah shouted outrageously: "Your Highness, please hold your identity! ”

“Self-identification?” Griffin seems pissed off, she bites her silver teeth, her fists tight: "Duke, do you want me to hold my identity? So I ask you, who was with my father at the moment of his death? So I ask you, where were you when my father secretly sent me a secret letter to rescue him when I was blocked from the palace gate? As a child, I can only watch my father die in the hands of a traitor - Lord Duke, do you still want me to hold my identity? ”

In the end, she said, the voice was close to whimpering. Everyone saw the strong princess shed tears, she trembled, her fists clenched, but still proudly lifted her chest and proudly faced all her enemies. At this moment, she is no longer Her Royal Highness the Princess of Eruin but a grieving daughter for her own father, yet the overlap of pride in the royal family has created the illusion that Obergu VII is in front of them, accusing the queen of the crimes she has committed.

Everyone looked at each other.

Most nobles look to the Grand Duke of West Fah and the priests of the Temple.

Grand Duke Sifah looked pale as if he had been stabbed in the eye by Griffin. He took a step back and could not help but swap colours with the nearby Mauros Archdeacon. “Your Highness, I think you may be too excited. The first king's health has always been bad. There may be some misunderstandings...” He knew what his sister was doing and couldn't help but say a few words.

Griffin bit his lower lip and stared at him severely.

At this time, Meros finally came out to solve the siege: “Your Highness, I understand your feelings, but we are not discussing the death of His Majesty Obergu VII here in this room. And consider for the millions of people of Eruin, that once the kingdom is caught in a war, it is the children of your father and your king who are sacrificed. First King Acme is here, and I'm afraid he won't have the heart to let this happen. Do you remember your vows inscribed on the sword? ”

Despite his gloomy face, the new priest's voice was extremely gentle, as if it had a mesmerizing power. Brando screamed awesome, his heart said he hadn't paid much attention to this old guy before, only to find out that this guy was an Eruin Tong, and when he opened his mouth, he hit the soft ribs of Her Highness. None of the high-ranking figures in the Temple of Fire actually ate dry meal. He looked at Griffin again and wanted to see what the princess would say.

“Once the kingdom was at war," Her Royal Highness turned her head and the tear marks on her cheeks did not dry, she smiled somewhat desolately: "Eru is weak to the point, but you still do not repent. The kingdom is at war - the kingdom will surely be at war. A hundred years from now, there will be nothing but ruins on this land. I do not know who you are, who will go to see the Ancient Greeks of Eruin, and who will go to see His Majesty the Ancestor King Ecker? ”

There was a noise in the lobby.

Brando almost bounced off his seat, staring at the weak, seventeen-year-old half-piece girl, who stood there helpless, but her eyes seemed to penetrate the mist of history and saw the inevitable ending of Eluin. She saw it? She saw it!

Brando has always believed that Her Royal Highness chose the wrong path and eventually walked with the kingdom to the abyss. But he didn't expect Her Royal Highness to have seen her fate long ago, long ago, in the darkness and thorns, in the blood, in the flames of hell, the burning of the bear could not change the destruction...

What power is harnessing her, merely sustaining a hope? Or a royal duty? Brando looked at this seventeen-year-old half-Pokémon girl and had some trouble breathing for a while.

“Your Royal Highness, you are threatening to listen.” Meros replied softly: "The Temple of Fire will never allow the kingdom it shelters to be destroyed once and for all. ”

Gryphine glanced at him calmly, "Lord Priest, tell me. ”

“Now that the time has come for Elouin to choose another Lord, the nobility of the kingdom is here, let them once again decide the fate of the kingdom, as promised earlier.” Meros replied, "I'm sure this will also be the voice of this ancient kingdom, and we will let it echo once again in this hallowed hall, signing sacred covenants, glory and justice, all here. ”

The Duke of Sifah showed his colour, the Grand Duke of Anlek had low eyelids and no expression on his face, most of the other nobles agreed, only the Grand Duke of Vieiro's mission had not made any representations, and Count Janilassou, the Navy Admiral, had cast his eyes on His Highness the princess himself and pressed a statement.

At one time, there was an upside-down situation in the vast other palace. The Royal Party turned its attention to Grand Duke Anrek, but did not receive a single response from the latter - Brando could not help but be slightly surprised to see the scene; it was very different from history, and the Royal Party was at an absolute disadvantage at the meeting. He stared coldly at Alex and slightly loosened his hand over the sword handle of the earth through the dimensional hole.

The situation had evolved beyond his expectations, allowing him once again to hold his breath.

Fortunately, take another look.

“Your Highness? ”

“I will never allow it.” Griffin seemed to have foreseen this situation, answering coldly and nail-to-nail.

“Your Highness, I advise you not to go alone," Bishop Meros's face changed, and I did not expect this princess not to give him his face: "Even the royal family needs nobility to rule the country. Being lonely will only lead to the mutilation of the Korkova clan - I wonder, are you unwilling to let the kingdom's nobles kill each other? ”

That's the naked threat.

But the princess could not find any fear on her face, and she replied faintly: “There is no other king on the throne. When the nobility bleeds, Eruin will choose another king, but one condition needs to be met. I wonder if you've forgotten your vows. ”

Lion Heart Sword.

Everyone's face changed, and it was only then that I remembered that the Duke of Sifah wanted another king, first according to the oath of the first king, Ace, ‘If one day the nobles of Eruin forgot their duty, then the sword came from there and went back there and no longer protected the country.’ To recover the sword of the heart of the lion, this sword has been lost for more than two hundred and sixty years, and no one has ever known its whereabouts.

And this sword happened to be lost in the Sifah dynasty, which is why the last king of the Sifah dynasty gave way to the Korkova family. This sword does not return for one day, proving that the Sifah family is ineligible to reappear to the throne for one day.

Everyone was temporarily stuck, and the oath of the first King Acme was a heavy shackle locked in the heart of the Aruin nobility, the foundation upon which the Aruin nation was founded, and no one dared deny it, because it amounted to a denial of the very existence of the nobility. As the princess put it, the needle was silent in the hall.

Then, all of a sudden, everyone in the room turned around and looked in Brando's direction.

To be exact, it fell on Count Dilfrey of Swallow Castle.

Brando slipped slightly, and he turned around. The Countess was not stunned at all, and she seemed to have anticipated the scene, calm, just a little trance on Snow White's face - she looked at Griffin, not far away, with some complicated struggling divine color hidden in her eyes.

“Delphirie? ”

“Mr. Brando, do you say that Lord Martha always cares for purity and justice?” The countess took a slight breath and suddenly asked indiscreetly.

Brando stood slightly, but Count Delphirie of Swallow had stood up in public. She wore a family glorious crest on her chest - a broken sword crest, and Brando looked at it and suddenly remembered something. A rumor about the most mysterious family in the kingdom has changed his face, but the Countess has spoken to Princess Griffin in the distance: “The swordguard family greets the king of Eruin here, Your Highness, three months ago... the sword throne of the Lion Heart Sword has been broken, and the kingdom has come to choose another Lord...”

When Delphirie answered like this, she couldn't help but tremble. She was Griffin's best friend, but she understood that when she said that, she was hurting each other.

“I'm sorry, Griffin, I don't know why. The sword guard family also lost its meaning when the sword constellation was broken, Your Highness..." After that, the Countess couldn't help crying.

“It doesn't matter, Dilfiry, the kingdom will renew its glory to you, that the Holy Sword of the Lion's Heart will never fail anyone who has given loyalty to this kingdom, to its subjects -" Griffin smiled slightly, and she raised her head to see the Grand Duke of Sifah, with a winning ticket in her hand, and Silent Silence. “Your Highness, the facts are at hand.” Grand Duke Sifah was proud to say, “The Sacred Sword is broken, and it makes no sense for the Corcova royal family to reign on the throne, and it is time for the Kingdom to choose a new king. ”

“By divine covenant, the time has come to return the choice to the nobility of Eruin.” Merloth nodded too.

“Well, who do you think is the new king of Eruin?” Princess Griffin suddenly asked.

“Of course ——” Grand Duke Sifah said immediately, knowing that the nobility present had long been subdued by the Temple, even Grand Duke Anlek. With the Temple's strong support for the Sifah family to regain control of Eruin, it now seems that even the Heavenly Will is on his side, as evidenced by the rupture of the Sage - he is content to say the name that cannot be changed.

But at this moment, Grand Duke Sifah opened his mouth as if he had seen a ghost —— and found himself unable to say anything.

Because he saw a girl.

Or should it be an apprentice knight, who stands beside the princess, and the Grand Duke of Sifah sees each other a little familiar - by the way, does this young woman have the shadow of the famous' Fire Staff ’Everton between her faces, his descendants? But that's not the point. The point is the sword that was raised in the hands of the knight.

The sword is four feet long and the guard has wings as wide as an expansion. The golden lion bites the sword and the blade is as cold as a pool of snow silver.

The sword blade swayed slightly, lifting it so brightly and so high, the light on the sword was like the first sun of winter melting snow, flowing into the eyes of everyone in the place.

Lion Heart Sacred Sword -

“It's impossible!” Some of the crowd couldn't help but scream.

“If one day the nobles forget their duty, the sword comes from there and returns to it and no longer protects the country. But as long as one remains faithful to the oath of the sword, it will still be blessed with everything that belongs to this glorious land - the Korkova family has never forgotten the oath of the first monarchs, and wonder what happens to the monarchs here?” Griffin looked at the sword and was a little intoxicated, but she turned around and asked in a cool voice.

“No," Grand Duke Sifah was made incapacitated by this dramatic scene: “No, it can't be true! The Lion Heart Sword has been missing for more than two or three hundred years, and without a single clue, they will never find it. Lord Merloth, believe me, this must be a fake. ”

And Lord Merloth turned around, and the eagle stared sharply at Griffin: "Your Highness, can you prove that the Lion Heart Sword in your hand is the true Eck Heart Sword? ”

“Lord Priest, do you suspect me of lying on such occasions?” Griffin asked coldly.

“No, I'm just keeping the notary necessary rigour, Your Highness. ”

Griffin frowned. At one time the hall was also in silence. The Lion's Heart Sword was like a symbol of Eruin. No one thought that the High Priest and the Grand Duke of Sifah would dare not recognize the account in front of this sword. Some smart people were afraid to immediately realize that the contradiction between the two sides had reached the point of immortality. It's just that everyone is staring at the princess and the Grand Duke of Sifah to see the final outcome of this confrontation.

Even Grand Duke Anrek lifted his eyelids slightly for the first time.

And it was at this time that a steady, solemn voice rang out of the lobby: "I can prove that this sword is the true sword of the lion's heart ——”

Everyone turned around in shock, and the doors of the Roxbury Palace opened and a shadow walked into the lobby with the sun flowing out the door. With the light on his back, the light was like a Dawley sword behind him, making everyone couldn't help but close their eyes - but the swords dissipated with one of the handles, and then everyone saw the visitor - a knight wrapped around a green armor.

“Ah!” The countess Dilfrey sat on the chair with a stupidity for a while: “How is that possible...”

This is... The Knight of the Lake! Brando stood up from his seat, and all of a sudden he thought history was amazing.

… (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.)