The Amber Sword

The Epic of the Creation of the Cruz, "Poetry of the Sky," mentions that the four most subordinate elements of the King of the Pokémon are the keepers of this world, yet this covenant is limited to them and Martha, and these elements themselves are fierce and furious, and few humans can live in peace with them, as they do now ——

After the lightning cage didn't work, ‘Furious' Adega jumped straight into the third stage, and Brando's sight jumped. Lost his temper to watch the show, he turned back and shouted, “Your Highness, please order everyone to retreat to the southern foothills of the Alks immediately! ”

Everyone was still in there, but all of a sudden there was a muffled noise coming from the ground, like the sound of a building collapse. They raised their heads, but saw the innumerable elements of the furious cyclone that emerged from the ruins of the temple in the cracks in which Adega was located, while purple and black thunderclouds swept over them and began to descend into fragments of lightning storms.

It is as if the Book of Darkness describes a scene in which the 'final judgment’ comes, ‘between the heavens and the earth is the sight of the Last Day, and the electricity and fire descend from above the clouds, and the knight of dusk cycles between the rain and burns everything down’. Everyone was pale, and Count Odin's private soldiers were frightened. Her Royal Highness lost blood on her face, but she calmed down and gave an immediate order: "Count Odin, the Cavaliers of the Royal Knights College, ask you to retreat immediately in the direction of Mount Alk, Mr. Brando, you lead our Naga allies to retreat. ”

Brando looked back at the landslide that day and probably the only one in the audience who didn't feel scared, but felt so familiar with the scene. The player, eager to explore and risk the factors burning in his blood, turned his head and added: “And remember not to leave the range of this valley! ”

Princess Griffin glanced at him and nodded seriously.

In fact, there is no need for an order. The Southern Legion's Feilong cavalry over the battlefield has begun to retreat. Everyone goes into the forest after. The last one to leave was Greyfin Naga, and Bridget the Sea Monster looked at Brando with beautiful bright yellow eyes and said in a sandy voice: "You are not a good commander, but you are a good prophet. ”

Brando looked at her in confusion, slightly suddenly.

“You don't have to wonder, the water tells me everything.” The sea demon Bridget gave him a gift, then slipped into the forest with a long blade with his own ritual, his long tail like a snake.

“What did she say to you?” Sannir followed suit and asked curiously; Bridget the Great Seaman was so high in Greyfin Naga that she had not yet seen her colour the male creature - be it Naga or human.

“She said I was a god. Do you see me?” Brando turned around and smiled.

Sannir thought about it and responded seriously: “I think it's a bit like that. ”

It does resemble so much that Princess Griffin waits for everyone to climb the mountain, backwards until Brando finally walks up. She looked closely at the man with her silver eyes and asked, "Mr. Brando, did you already know that the monster was sealed in the ruins of this temple beneath the Male Heights? ”

She asked exactly what was in everyone's minds, otherwise he could not explain why the House of Representatives was here to fight the Northern Coalition. Besides, he was the one who ordered the disintegrating crystals, and he ordered a group of lizards to carry a large number of crystals underground without keeping them from the others.

By the way, Brando found that tunnel underground.

Too many coincidences are not coincidences.

Brando knew he couldn't hide it, and nodded, "Yes,” a black wolf the size of a horse passed by him, rubbing his head against his shoulder, and Brando stroked his furry forehead. The wolves were passing by, and Her Royal Highness had only heard such a strange sight in the legendary story, and she could not help but hold her breath.

“Above the Alec Plateau was the sacred site of the Silver Elves, where many secrets were buried. This temple is one of them, the other near Fao, and that relic is much bigger than this one. Many histories have been buried underground as a result of the ancient wars, but they are still recorded in the ancient literature of the wizards.” Brando replied.

Her Royal Highness was silent for a moment, and she already knew that Brando knew secrets unknown to many ordinary people. But no one knows how he masters this knowledge, as if he were born knowing and knowing everything.

She thought about it and asked, "Mr. Brando… no, the descendants of Lord Swordsman. You said you knew nothing about your grandfather, and your experience seemed like a legend to us; you came to this point after overcoming hardships and difficulties that ordinary people could not imagine. We all know that your future is unlimited, and if you want, status and power, even… women are available, but why do you choose to help me? ”

She didn't ask for a sub line, and today, looking back, it's not hard to see that every move Brando has made since he left Riedenberg is preparing for today. He showed no disguise for her - Her Royal Highness the Princess of Eruin - and helped unconditionally during the most difficult times of the Corcova royal family.

She might not be surprised if Brando came with the legacy of St. Darius the Sword. But instead, Brando's legend was his own epic poem, and he didn't even know his grandfather was the famous sword saint in Eruin's history.

Princess Griffin never believed that there would be love for no reason in this world, just as there would be no hatred for no reason.

Or did you ask that question? Brando scratched his head, not that he didn't think about it, but that question was hard for him to answer. Can't you just say that the love and hatred of the last life continues above the soul of this day?

“Well... perhaps because some people are born worthy of help, and besides, isn't Her Royal Highness so beautiful worthy of help? ”

“Does Mr. Brando intend to use this answer to spread it to everyone? I suppose even your subordinates need a reason?” Griffin asks calmly.

It really hit Brando's death spot. He turned around and noticed that Caglis and Antitina were following the movement quietly, and indeed, what he had done in the past could have kept those gathered around him from asking why. Because they believe he can lead them to miracles.

But saving an aging kingdom requires more than a miracle, and one day they need a common goal to fight for.

“… I don't understand either, Your Highness. But I think the kingdom has also been revived, but in the blink of an eye, one or two strong men will not be able to change history. Perhaps the kingdom needs more than just powerful power, but what purpose such power serves. ”

“Is it a desire to eradicate all that is wrong in this kingdom, or is it simply to maintain its corrupt rule? Your Highness, you already have an answer in mind, and your answer, exactly, is my answer.” Brando replied slowly.

He closed his eyes and thought he was talking about the second revival of the kingdom, but Brando was actually talking about Eruin's last joy. It was the last drama of the kingdom, but unfortunately it has come to an end.

Princess Griffin glanced at Brando and squeezed her fist tight, which she had already thought of. But she closed her eyes and put up with herself not to shed tears because of excitement.

She wants to maintain the kingdom's rule.

It is not because the Corcova royal family must take thousands of generations.

But to inherit the king and his own ideals, to recreate that most glorious era in Eruin's history. But her glory does not belong to nobility, but to the whole kingdom, to all. Even if the Corcova royal family no longer ruled, she wanted the glory of holy white not to fade away.

Since then, Eruin will shine upon the history of Vaughn as a nation, not the subordinates and the stage of nobility. As the earlier King Ecker pledged on this land - the sword of the lion's heart bears witness not to the perpetuation of rule on this land, but to the glory of the Eruins.

Until that moment, this ancient kingdom will be strengthened from within and from outside, renewed and revitalized.

Brando silently looked at this weak young girl - who had never had a companion in her history - and no one, except a few players, knew the true ideals of Her Royal Highness, not even the nobles who supported her, nor what her insistence was.

She had to compromise once in order to gain the support of the Royal Party and the Duke of Anlek. There are even players who stigmatize her as a political prostitute - but she has to retain noble rule in order to sustain her most basic requirement to achieve that ultimate goal.

However, history has often not evolved as expected, and this is the tragedy of His Highness the Princess.

She had to go against her ideals once and for all, trying to make it up to her, but ultimately it was difficult to recover. When she finally resolved to cut back on the past, those emerging aristocrats who had been promoted by her hand, the supporters of her royal party, immediately abandoned her.

But perhaps from the outset she should jump out of this age-old mindset and win the help of those who really should support her. But she is, after all, a princess who grew up in the royal family and deeply fears the deep-rooted power of the nobility.

But finally a man stood behind her.

Brando thought silently, maybe that's a change. Let her understand that what she can rely on is not just the nobility of the kingdom, an ancient kingdom where more people want to change, descendants of nobles like Freya, Antina and even Caglis, but they simply cannot speak for themselves and see through the mists of history.

But he can see the future at once. There is no need to even speculate that history and the future are within his reach. Brando understands what's right and what's wrong.

The aristocrats of the North were obsessed with the power of the past and all their efforts were merely to perpetuate the present situation. But at long last there is a desire to erase the ills of the old days and to understand that this ancient kingdom must be reborn on its ruins.

He turned around and saw Caglis laying on a simple stretcher and squeezing his eyebrows at him not far away. And Antina nodded at him with a smile, as if relieved.

Princess Griffin also took a deep breath.

Her eyes crossed Brando's shoulder and her silver eyes lightly sighed as Adega swept through the northern coalition.

“Thank you, Mr. Brando. ”

“While the Eruins have inevitably killed each other, the aristocracy of the North will reconsider their position after losing half the Black Blade Corps. If the Temple of Fire does not wish to see Eru plunged into a prolonged civil war, it may turn to us to compromise. ”

“The kingdom must experience a nascent battle pain, but it is always better to bleed slowly and do its best in the First Battle of Ambethel. I thank you for this ancient kingdom, Mr. Brando, who alone has changed the future of Eruin and saved more Eruins from war. ”

Her words were truly inspiring, and the crisis in Ambethel seemed dangerous, but it also contained opportunities. The royal party and the northern nobility, including herself, were looking for the key to breaking the situation, but the northern nobility took the lead, and the Temple of Fire joined her and the royal party unexpectedly, to see that the situation was irreversible.

But at this point, Brando changed the whole situation on his own.

She has met many people, but the young people in front of her are like a different species. He possesses power and power, but he cannot see the usual sophistication and cunning in the nobility of the kingdom. Even she inevitably bears such a brand on herself - so that she can see herself or others as a political chip without change.

But Brando doesn't have it, it's just a short walk away, and she understands that. She could not understand the free, unbridled and resolute temperament that seemed ridiculously childish to the aristocracy, but perhaps it was precisely such a person who could change history.

Her Royal Highness looks much more relaxed.

But Brando shook his head and had to strike her in the right mood: "Your Highness, I'm afraid it's not that simple. You think too easily of the Temple of Fire. ”

He didn't listen to the threat, he witnessed the greed and arrogance of those guys. The Eloins have lost their honor. Why not the Queen of Fire? It's just that the Cruz Empire is rich, and Eru is shaken by the wind and rain.

Princess Griffin frowned slightly: "Mr. Brando, are you saying that the Temple of Fire will tear apart the sacred covenant and intervene in Eruin's civil war? It's... impossible, isn't it? ”

Indeed, this is something that has not happened in the millennium.

But today is different from the old days.

Brando knew that the Great Tide was coming, and many prophecies had a phrase about this great transformation. The Temple of Fire has a long heritage and cannot be unprepared for it, in fact the next jihad is just one of a series of chain reactions brought about by this transformation.

This is precisely why the Temple attaches so much importance to this jihad. They would never compromise with the client country at this time, let alone the fragments of the blade of flame still on him.

Although the blade of flame is not something that must be done, of course it is heartbreaking to get the artifact, but there is not only one artifact in the world, so it is not worth losing your life.

But it's not his choice now.

Because Otales has told him it's tied to him. Simply put, the blade of flame belongs to him unless he is killed.

It sounds wonderful, but it's actually a crisis.

Brando glanced at the princess and nodded. Her Royal Highness does not know that history is at its most critical juncture of change, and errors of judgement are justifiable, not to mention that no one dares to belittle the majesty of the Temple for centuries under its rule.

Princess Griffin was silent for a moment, and she had no idea how she would resist if the temple intervened. Although there is a Temple after the Wind - the Wind Elves of St. Osor will never do anything as long as the Cruz do not attempt to annex Eruin.

She couldn't help but squeeze her lips and unconsciously bite the silk filaments out of her lower lips.

But Brando raised his head.

The sky is cloudy, and Adega is fighting with the northern coalition in the river valley of Kawano. But it was at this time that Brando felt an unusual smell coming from the sky.

It was like throwing a stone in a calm lake and waving a circle of ripples over the battlefield.

“Brando, that's the portal reaction.” Otales' voice suddenly rang in his heart.

“I know.” Brando nodded.

He's too familiar. Cluster transmission is almost one of the most commonly used tactics on the battlefield of the future Warnde, and when the massive portal opens, it is often the most shocking scene on the battlefield.

But Brando was palpitated by this transmission over the air.

That's... the door to the flame.

……

Above the sea of Ambesseur, between heaven and earth is already a world of water.

A quiet fleet docked quietly over the sea off St. White's Bay, as if Royal Navy officers on the Royal Fleet First Battleship Victory were waiting to be inspected in heavy rain.

In the distant sky, a clear sound penetrated the rain curtain, and an Eruin Aaron vibrated his wings from the rain, instantly approaching the fleet and landing on the deck of the Victory.

Flying Dragon slapped his wings twice and jumped a man from his back.

“Captain!” The officers immediately shouted.

“Very well,” said Count Janilassou, commander of the Royal First Fleet fleet, looking at his ministry, seriously: “Bring my coat. ”

“Captain? ”

“Ambessel has entered a state of war, and Her Royal Highness has ordered that the First Fleet be ready to depart. ”

There was an immediate and exciting cheer on the deck.

Count Janilassou raised his head and the ship was already a busy scene, the core of the magic drive began to spin fully, while several magicians in silver came to the helm of the highest point of the Victory.

“Orientation, Count.” The first rudder of the Victory, Silver Robe Mage Master Silver Flame David, raised his head and asked calmly after confirming that all the procedures of his apprentice were in place.

Count Janilassou looked back into the rain.

“Anchor coordinates: 128, 22, full fleet in position, Condition One. Start the secret anchor at St. White's Bay, plan code name - Battle of St. White, on my command, prepare to jump. ”

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(PS: A little bit of Calvin at first, but forced myself to write it down, so it was a little late today. Apologize first, hey, ask for another ticket.

On the other hand, I painted a Roman image when I was free. You can refer to it later to see how it gets to the starting point…) (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.)