The Amber Sword

A group of guards in red robes rushed through the market, and the metal trim of the cloak clashed with the chest armor, sounding like a whirlwind blowing flat. Antitina's eyes crossed the market with them, and the guards of the Temple disappeared on the other side, and the footsteps brushed away. She turned around and felt more nervous about Ambethel than she had two days earlier.

“I didn't expect the Lion Heart Sword to be in Her Royal Highness's hands, but the aristocrats of the North may not be willing to do so?” There were only two people in the carriage, and as the carriage advanced with a slight bump - the scent of perfume on Brando's body in the space covered by the curtains made the lady a little disturbed, she asked softly.

“They therefore postponed the next meeting for two days.” Brando answered slightly with his eyes closed. The subtle changes in the Council of Lords had led him to abandon the original plan, and the Duke of Anlek seemed to have abandoned his alliance with the Royal Party, under pressure from the Krutz, to remain neutral. Then some of the original arrangements could not be put in place - at least until the true intentions of the temple were clarified.

The meddling of the temple was unexpected, but unexpected. The Temple certainly does not want Eruin to be divided or plunged into civil strife, but what if the civil war is already inevitable? Just as has happened in history - the key is that months away from the Toquinin lions being prepared with enough grass, a time lag makes North-South susceptibility not impossible - nor is it possible as long as Her Royal Highness demonstrates sufficient strength to turn the Temple of Fire to support the South.

But Brando's guess as to why the Temple was so anxious to get involved in Eruin's affairs is not just a coincidence that Merloth arrived almost a month earlier than in history. History had changed in secret where it was unknown, making him feel that things were not what he expected, and that some things might not be as simple as he thought.

Ambethel's atmosphere is a little subtle today, and Brando has to be prepared to observe it before he does anything else today.

“In two days, they'll find proof that the sword in the princess's hand is not the Lion's Heart Sword? ”

“It may not be so easy to prove that it is not the Lion Heart Sword. Although that sword is indeed somewhat different from the Lion Heart Sword of the past, after all, the Knight of Swordkeeper Lake is the real thing, and the Earl of Swallow can prove it.” Brando took a sigh of relief and decided not to. Anyway, there's a Wood Priest on the side of the temple, and there's someone he wants to see today, and he'll always figure out what's going on that makes the temple so impatient.

“Swallow Castle?” Antitina looked at her lords with some curiosity.

“Oh, I didn't think you had something you didn't know. The first ancestors of the Swallow Castle family were the servants of Acme, who had made a will before his death to guard the sword for generations, so that Swallow Castle could have such a place in Eruin. And the swordkeeper of the Lion's Heart sword should be the knight next to Acker-” Brando replied.

“How is that possible!” Antina, open your eyes. "Isn't he hundreds of years old? ”

“The Knight of the Lake was not a man, but a covenant on the existence of a sword, to which he dedicated his whole life, more like a dead spirit in the state of existence.” Brando answered by choosing more reliable rumors from his memory, but he wasn't entirely sure, after all, that all came from a mixed forum of dragonsnakes.

“Isn't it powerful, Your Highness?” Miss Clerk's thinking quickly returned to politics, making Brando unbearably laughable. "Not as scary as you might think, the Lake Knight had the power to indoctrinate, but for lack of body, it was a little worse than Veronica of the Cruz Empire.” His sub line is the Knight of the Lake Lv57, while Veronica Lv59 is in the late stages of the catalytic element.

St. Mayfist the Grey Sword certainly has the power of the sixtieth level of the peak of the elements of the Kaizen, and up there is the extreme realm of control of the elements, which the Dragons were born with - but Eruin does not exist yet. After the gold peak, man demonstrates the elements, then breaks through the walls of the elements, and finally to the extreme realm of complete control of the elements undergoes a long practice, but for the blood of gold and silver, it seems as simple as eating and dressing.

This made Brando have to sigh.

“I understand that the aristocracy of the North intends to postpone time to find a good excuse to start the war.” Antina reacted.

Brando nodded and was very satisfied with his staff lady's response. In fact, there is no intention of peace talks between the North and the South. Both sides have come towards the attitude of Ambethel and the Temple. Now the attitude of the Temple is clear, and the only war between the two sides remains. However, I didn't expect such an accident at the meeting. The princess took out the sword of the lion's heart. I think Grand Duke Sifah is worried about his hair at this moment.

Princess Griffin is as smart and acute as rumours suggest. She certainly did not bring out the Lion's Heart Sword to bring the nobility back to its heart, but to declare the legality of the Royal Party with regard to inheritance rights on this occasion of public scrutiny. There is no doubt that she succeeded. The prestige of the Lion's Heart Sword among the people in Eru knows that, under the oppression of the Temple, Her Royal Highness was able to strike back with tolerance, which is truly unexpected.

But as Antitina said, the Northern aristocracy will not stop, and Brando's purpose is to find out. And, of course, there is a concomitant purpose.

“Her Royal Highness is so clever.” Antina couldn't bear to praise either.

At this point, the carriage stopped. With a slight stroke, Brando raised the curtain and saw his carriage parked alongside another carriage. He watched the other carriage carefully, then knocked twice out the window and the door of the carriage opened, walking from inside to the next person, who immediately boarded Brando's carriage.

“Mr. Brando, I-” Magdalene jumped onto the carriage with her dress and looked at Brando and said; the nun looked sober today in a light white dress, although she looked a little nervous and had slight ups and downs in her chest. After boarding the car, she looked out nervously before closing the door.

But Brando interrupted her, shook her head, compared to a loud gesture.

Magdalene looked at them inexplicably.

“When does the auction start?” Brando asked.

“The auction… we are almost there now; Mr. Brando, my friend is a very reliable person, don't worry, he will arrange your auction. Unfortunately, the Ambessels have recently been in a state of panic, with many selling art and collections, and the manager was planning to use Mr. Brando's auction as a shaft.” Magdalene understood Antina's gesture - Brando told her not to mention ‘those things' for the time being and to watch out for the ears on the wall - that the nun princess was also a smart and human being and reacted immediately.

“It's okay,” replied Brando. Actually, it's better this way. After all, the painting of the princess in his hand is stolen, too obvious and not good.

Magdalene took a breath and suddenly raised her head, some anxiously making a set of gestures at Brando. It was mute, Brando slightly flashed, thought it was bad, he couldn't understand the mute language - but the princess was really versatile, historically said she was a linguistic genius, before marrying as a diplomatic envoy of the temple many times to make other countries, just didn't expect to even understand the mute language.

At the same time, he felt Antina holding her hand. Brando turns around and finds out that his maid of staff has pulled her hand apart, comparing it to his palm with a finger, and he stays for a while until he realizes that Antitina is helping herself translate:

“Lord Wood is under house arrest...”

Brando raised his head and stared at the Sister Princess of the Temple of Fire, who nodded seriously. The news quickly frowned on Brando, arguing that Wood and Merloth were still colleagues under an institution and that there was no personal resentment between them, which was at best somewhat inconsistent. To say that Wood was forced by the pressure of the temple to compromise with Merloth, whom he could believe, Merloth had placed under house arrest.

That's like flipping your face.

Is that necessary? Or is the temple in such a hurry? What really made the temple so desperate, he thought about it and suddenly turned his hand over to hold Antina's soft hand - Miss Clerk never dreamed of this change, her face was red, but she was still quite steady, just a little trembling - Brando didn't notice anything about it, just wrote in her hand:

“Anything on the Temple?” Antitina bit her lower lip more than she did.

Brando knows that Her Royal Highness is Princess Griffin's true friend and can be trusted. And Magdalene heard about Brando, and had no doubt about the knight of her best friend —— in fact, now that she's being watched, she can't even see Griffin. But the outside world doesn't know who Brando is yet, and that's why she's in such a hurry to find this mysterious young man from Tonigal.

In fact, she's still sneaking around on Brando, a young man who doesn't look as barbaric as rumored, and some say he's the leader of a thief, but Magdalene made a good impression on Brando when she first met him, even as an example of Weinruya, a nobleman - and not as hypocritical as Marquis Yuki.

Magdalene nodded, she was about to make a gesture, but Brando had raised his hand to stop her.

“What can I say when I get to the place? I can't make it clear here.” Brando said so.

So the cabin was silenced.

The carriage quickly passed the city centre line in Ambesseur, and Brando had actually arrived at the auction site in Magdalene's mouth the other day, and he had only asked so as not to attract attention. It was a magical world, and although there were no wiretaps, some spells were capable of collecting sounds from the wind, and he had to be careful. The carriage passes through Piazza San Pinot Noir in Ambesseur and is close to the auction site.

Brando even had some leisure time to provoke the curtains and take a look at the view outside, but at this point, the front heard the scream and the horse hissing, and then the carriage suddenly stopped in the middle of a rapid march, crossing the cabin and almost swinging off the road. The sudden change prevented the two ladies in the cabin from responding, and they almost immediately rolled down from their seats screaming. If Brando hadn't reacted quickly, one by one, holding them by the waist, it was estimated that the two noble ladies would be in close contact with the floor of the carriage.

The carriage violently shook, and Brando held the two ladies against the side of the carriage wall to maintain the balance. But it was inevitable that the position of the three of them was somewhat indecent. Brando held Antina with one hand and supported the car wall with his elbow. Even the less perfectly developed little chest was firmly attached to his chest, as if the slender body of the lady was to be strangled into this robust body.

Instead of being frightened by sudden changes, Antitina was clearly aware of her situation, and blood was dripping down her face.

Princess Magdalene was so blank that she was totally frightened that she didn't even realize she was being held by Brando. The nun had no ability to defend herself at all, her body was soft and soft, making Brando suspect that she was holding a bunch of cotton and couldn't help but look back. Her face was pale, her eyes closed, and she looked pathetic, making her heart beat faster.

A moment later, the carriage stabilized and fell to the ground in a blast.

“Ah!” Magdall screamed sadly, turning Brando on her. Now that the nun finally realized her situation, she couldn't help but struggle to let Brando go. But Brando couldn't care less now. Although he didn't know what was going on out there, it was obvious that the horses were frightened. If they were to make a crazy move to tow the car and run on the ground later, he would be fine, but Antina and the nun would inevitably get hurt.

Brando responded extremely quickly, pulling the sword of the earth out of the dimensional hole and waving an arc upwards, a loud bang cut a big hole in the wall on the side of the carriage, then he grabbed Antina and Magdalene and jumped out of the carriage. Brando was already close to the Golden Peak, and although it was only a milestone, a series of actions was not difficult for him. The street passers-by saw the carriage fall, suddenly a loud noise, and before they could see what was going on, a young man steadily landed on the street holding two beautiful women on his left and right.

‘Wow, this guy is gorgeous! ’

The overwhelming majority of people's first thoughts at this moment are like this.

But Brando only felt angry, riding Antina and Princess Magdalene was still in shock, he looked up and saw that the two horses he had pulled had fallen into a bloodbath. The driver was also bleeding and was moaning straight at the carriage. Apparently, the two feather arrows that had gone out of hand on the horse's forehead were the culprits of all this. Brando couldn't help but look up like water and stare at the black armor of a man not far away, coldly asked:

“Did you do it? ”

… (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.)