The Amber Sword

“Miss Magdalene. ”

Even if the wind and rain outside the Grand Temple of Andefoule is as bleak as ever, it does not alter in any way the serenity and mourning of the past in this sacred place; the hall of the Temple is the place of silent prayer on weekdays, and in some celebrations it even accommodates thousands of people to pray together, so the interior is magnificently built, with twenty-eight limestone columns supporting a deep dome and rows of benches facing the central altar forming a fan-shaped space of the heart, full of a sense of spatial majesty.

Here, a large number of junior uniformed personnel are responsible for cleaning every day, and these junior clergymen see Princess Magdalene coming back from the outside, busy and tireless standing up to pay her respects.

Magdalene herself is a high-ranking cleric and a princess of a country, not to mention a nominal student of the High Priest Wood. Now that Wood has left Ambethel, he is on his way to the centre of power of the General Palace, so the identity of this princess has also grown higher and more respected.

Magdalene stopped and nodded back gently to everyone. Though born a princess of a country, she seldom sees such nobility and pride, which is not irrelevant to the education she receives, but there is also an inherently mild aspect of her sexuality.

The princess has always been known for her affinity in social occasions, and she has no shortage of words of praise inside or outside the temple.

“Is Lord Wood here?” She asked.

“Lord Priest, he... seems to be still missing, Miss Magdalene.” The servants answered with their mouths shut.

“Well...” Magdall sighed slightly, inevitably frustrated, though he had long anticipated. She thought about it and asked, "What about Lord Merros? ”

Instead of calling Wood a high priest, she called Merloth an adult with a straightforward attitude. But everyone knows it and doesn't tear it apart. Meros is cold and powerful, and not many people really identify with this‘ outsider 'in the Temple of Andefulle.

One service thought of the following answer: “Lord Priest seems to be visiting. ”

“Visitors?” Magdalene slightly flashed. What other guests are there at this hour? "Who are they? ”

“It's Marquis Yuki, and there's a nobleman we don't know.” The other replied.

Magdalene knew that Marquis Eussi was on the side of Grand Duke Sifah, but this man's alliance with the North didn't seem so close, so what's the point of coming to the temple at this time?

She frowned slightly, remembering what had happened last time, and she inevitably felt sick. The attendant looked at the colour and asked, “Miss Magdalene, would you like to see it? ”

“No, that's okay.” Magdalene stapled and shook her head, revealing a disgusting look on her face.

When the service stopped, you looked at me and I looked at you. It was rumored that the nun princess had had an unpleasant relationship with the Marquis Yu Xi, and now it looks like she did.

What they do not know, however, is that at this time the Princess Antoboro's face is slightly burned and her palms are nervous enough to sweat; she repents in silence and wonders if Lord Martha will forgive her public lies.

But in any case, it was a path she chose not to regret.

“Martha, please bless my success.” Magdalene's mind is silent.

……

A small room with a light like a bean, candle fire bright and dark, and occasionally a spark, showing two equally dark faces around.

Brando knows that the second (1) Archdeacon of Ambethel, Merlot, is a famous, desperate little man in history, but slightly different from Amman, the archdeacon he killed in the rings of the wind, Merlot, though insidious and indifferent, is very self-disciplined, simple in life, with little pursuit of desire, and life is like a painstaking monk.

(Note 1: Game History)

Not to mention that his image is fake, but at least it has been maintained during his tenure; his relationship with the Eruin nobility has not been frigid, his political proposition has been slightly biased towards the Kruze Empire, but at least he maintains a superficially marginal relationship with the Eruin Crown.

But that's the story of history after all. Now Brando's vibrating wings like a butterfly have affected the gradual departure of history from its original orbit, and the attitude of this new high priest is very different from that of history.

This tiny room is just one of the rooms located on the outskirts of the Grand Temple of Andefoule, which has not many rooms and is mostly simplistic due to the paucity of hosting outsiders on weekdays. Merloth and Wood have also been handing over power for some time, but the new high priest has been living here, and it is clear from this that his pursuit of material life is low.

But the two people in the house seemed a little restless, especially the Marquis Yuki. Although the image of his wanderer was more or less a fraudulent disguise, the Marquis' quest for quality of life was truly like that of other noblemen. The house looked like a slum to him, and although the tables and chairs were wiped clean, it felt like there was always a layer of ash on them.

The Marquis sat for a moment and there was an illusion in his mind that the ants were crawling on him. Not to mention the ‘important thing' in his heart, which is boring for a moment.

But the master hasn't arrived yet. Neither of them dare to build it again.

Finally, the footsteps sounded, but for a moment, Meros' shady face appeared outside the door, his distinguished eagle hook nose as if it were his symbol. At this moment, the priest wore a golden red robe, which presided over everyday affairs on weekdays, with a face on it.

He always had that look, when the Eruin player gave him an Ironface nickname, which didn't mean he was Ironface selfless, but it was ironic that the guy had no expression.

Marquis Youxi did not dare to give birth to the idea that the high priest, not to mention his identity, and more importantly, the enormous figure behind him; although Eruin had defeated the Cruz a few centuries earlier, today the Eruin nobility became one of the most fearful of the Cruz in the world.

It cannot be sarcasm without saying...

Both of them got up to salute, and Meros nodded and was arrogant. Marquis Youxi and others didn't feel the difference, as if they didn't feel strange. The Krutz have been around for a long time, and the whole Eruyin goes up and down consciously low.

“Lord Marquis, it must be important for you to be here so late.” The Great Feast of Meros was not cold, but came straight to the theme and asked.

“Exactly.” Marquis Yu Xi smiled slightly and recovered his true colour at this moment. "Not surprisingly, the letter we sent to him did work, and it seemed that there had been a quarrel within the royal party. ”

As he laughed, he couldn't help but laugh ironically: “The generations of Makaro and Leewoods, though brilliant, were driven by their respective interests to appear short sighted; they could only see carrots on sticks, completely disregarding the trap ahead. ”

“The importance of a noble goal is thus evident.” Merloth nodded and acquiesced to Marquis Yuki's self-exaggeration. In fact, the plan itself was put forward by the other party, they blocked the news in the north, but at this time stabbed the news of the Lion invasion through the eyes of the other party, and it was a mess on the King's side.

This may be a mastermind, but they know that Makaro and others had to swallow the bait, which was determined by the nature of the nobility itself, and Meros couldn't help laughing.

“Ridiculously, if they want to divide the North and the South, they're afraid they won't survive tomorrow's sunset.” Marquis Yuki laughed proudly.

Princess Magdalene, coming from the dark lane, initially heard exactly this sentence. She couldn't help but freak out. At first, she thought it was Griffin, but after listening carefully to the wall, she realized that the other party was talking about the King's Party.

The Royal Party is in a real conflict with Griffin! The Princess of Antoboro couldn't help but hold her breath. On the one hand, she heard Brando's 'tremendous treachery' in the auction hall this afternoon and will be suspicious. Unexpectedly, it became a reality. On the other hand, Magdal couldn't help but frown and break with the King's Party, making her best friend's situation all the more dangerous.

This is something she doesn't want to see...

She shut her mouth, dared not make a sound, and listened carefully; the construction and renovation of the Temple of Underflor was carried out by the Temple of Fire, and the secret passage here should be known not only by her, but also by Meros, the new High Priest, but only by not knowing that there was another key to the secret passage.

That's why she bragged to Brando. Even so, she still had to be careful.

Merloth's strength is not remarkable in the temple, but as a high priest he also has the power to approach elements. Although the Marquis Yuxi is known to be a wanderer, few people know that he has the strength of a golden class. The unrecognized nobleman next to him also looked remarkable, and Magdalene looked through the peephole of the secret passage at everything outside, not even daring to take an extra breath.

At this time, Marquis Yuxi had just finished his opinion, and Meros glanced at him coldly. There was some discomfort between the eyes. His natural caution, the most repugnant ones are the arrogant ones, not to mention the king's party is not really the fish on the pad. Among them, Buga and Leewoods are the strong ones in the boundaries of the elements. It's really not that simple to stay.

Among them, Leewoods is a long-standing wizard, and it is always known that under the same rank wizards are much harder to deal with than swordsmen.

He shook his head and replied, "Forget the King's Party, it's not easy to deal with the princess. Nimatis and Ovewell are all golden masters, loyal to the little girl's royal knights, and not lacking the tough characters. Now there's another Lake Knight, stronger than Leewoods--"

“The key is that the Lion Heart Sword is in her hands. The swordkeeper's family will naturally reverse to her side, hearing that the three golden masters of the Earl of Swallow Castle are all in Ambethel at this moment and, more importantly, that young man who is not inferior to the field of elements.” Merloth finished, looking at Marquis Yuki.

Youxi's face twitched: “Huh, that's true. ”

“Even though their hearts are out of alignment, we're going to have to deal with the equivalent of four elements at the same time. Are you okay with that?” Merloth's cold eyes swept past the two of us.

“No problem." The nobleman next to the Marquis of Yuxi finally spoke in a loud voice.

“Ah!” Magdalene couldn't help but scream low, and now she finally sees the face of the last nobleman. That's a tiny little nobleman, and his face is a popular face, but Magdalene happens to know each other - and that should be one of Count Balta's ministers.

White Lion Legion!

Has the White Lion Corps arrived near Ambethel? The White Lion Legion was once the pride of the Eruins, but now that the pride is gone, the Marquis of Balta has been bought by the eldest son of the King and has long fallen to the aristocracy of the North. Unlike the Blackblade Regiment, however, the White Lion Regiment is the Border Guard and their biggest enemy is the Krutz. Unexpectedly, when all eyes were cast on the original banned Black Blade Corps, this power was consciously ignored.

But how dare they move out of the border? Is Grand Duke Sifah crazy? Magdalene had a mess in her head and a cold sweat. Fortunately, the soundproofing effect was not ideal, and her previous voice was not perceived by the outside world. The nun sighed lightly, her hands and feet were a little cold, but she couldn't help listening.

“That's good.” Merloth nods his head and turns back: “Are the designees ready?” He took a hard look at some marquises: “This is about the temple's reputation and is the most important link in our plan. ”

“Don't worry.” Marquis Yuki nodded immediately, and he took a little thing out of his arms and put it on the coffee table: “The man is absolutely reliable. This ring is his faith--”

Merloth didn't speak, he just nodded cold at the ring.

But it was at this time that all three of the people in the room heard a slight noise, as if it were a heavy object landing. “Who!” the mightiest high priest reacted first, and he drank, raising his hand and shooting a golden red ray at a bookcase in the house.

Only heard a crisp noise, and the bookcase burst into pieces, and the wood chips and sparks fell as if they were butterflies. At the same time, the walls on one side of the house suddenly swung and slid towards the other, revealing a secret passage.

The first time Meros cast an icy glance over there, he immediately saw the paralyzed floor and a miserable white Magdalene.

“Miss Magdalene!” The new archdeacon of the Temple of Underflor is almost squeezing these words out of his teeth, "this time you did too much, I don't think Wood can keep you either. ”

But Magdalene didn't notice, just staring at the ring in his hand.

“It's impossible…” she muttered.

……

(PS: I mistyped the chapter yesterday, I mistyped the whirlpool, sorry.) (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.)