The Amber Sword

Eruin in the sky, the Royal First Fleet, killed to bite the Krutz fleet and bought the Tolemie Class I Fleet of the Spontaneous Genie with much more mobility than the Perran class, which was enlisted in the Cornolia fleet 20 years ago, although the Krutz had more fighting will and personnel qualities - although it was only a local fleet, it would undoubtedly bring out the empire's atmosphere.

The two sides opened fire on each other in the sky, and from time to time the battleship turned into a fire group that tumbled down; but until Brando's False Dragon joined the battle, the Cruz, who had been fought on their backs, eventually showed a downward trend, and the Pellan-class Battleship 'Yasha’ took the lead in withdrawing from the fight. The False Dragon launched a suicide attack on its magic shield, then used the foreign energy of burning power to deplete the energy source of this first-class battleship, and the powerless Yasha was stuck in the northern coalition, causing enormous casualties.

Soon after, a shell from the Eruin frigate, Colin, penetrated the magic shield and struck the ship on the other flagship, the Palin, killing the captain and his first mate on the spot. The Krutz fleet was thus disintegrated and had to begin to flee.

As the fleet retreated, the northern coalition on the ground began to flee to its death, like ants all over the mountains, whimpering through the rain screen.

And on the other side...

Under Brando's watchful eye, seven Templar Knights in turn laid down their weapons and had no chance of victory on the battlefield, making their resistance meaningless.

Soon the entire battlefield will be quiet, with only the noise of rain and the cries of the wounded.

Brando was finally relieved, so he felt all his strength drawn out and his ass sat on the rock behind him.

Nimatis is ordering survivors to build shanty shelters to move all the wounded in.

The majority of those injured were soldiers of the Northern Alliance, and a small number were Krutz, as there were virtually no injuries on the princess's side for reasons of the sacrament of life.

Princess Griffin quickly found him.

“Mr. Brando, shall we continue our pursuit of the Cruz fleet?” The half fairy princess asked with some hesitation. With twelve main fleets, Connolia is just a local fleet, similar to the Ambessel Navy, and in her view it does not seem necessary to continue pursuing it, but rather provokes the Cruz.

“We must continue our pursuit, Your Highness, and reunite them with the Northern Allies is yet another new problem," Brando explained immediately, fully aware of Her Royal Highness's hesitation: "It would be better if Count Janilassou were ordered to drive them all the way across Ambesseur to completely destroy this fleet. ”

Even Princess Griffin was frightened when his words naked revealed the intention of taking advantage of Ambethel. In fact, she didn't discuss this with Ovewell and Odin. Now that the Northern Alliance is defeated, the Port Ambessel Guard has been badly injured. It is also logical for them to take advantage of a single victory to seize Ambessel.

Embracing Ambethel, a North-South fortress, and then attacking the North, was left in a position of no concern in the war between the two. But the only problem is the attitude of the Krutz.

There are two concepts: destroying a fleet of Krutzians and defeating their fleet, and if the Krutzian Empire is completely introduced into this war for Ambethel's sake, it will seem a bit unpaid.

With that in mind, she couldn't help but stare at Brando with beautiful silver eyes, as if to see through the idea in this man's heart - he never seemed to take the Cruz Empire seriously, and without a single breath he was going to destroy the Cornolia fleet, which was too bold; even the lone wolf of the kingdom, her teachers talk about the Cruz people inevitably cautiously, after all, surviving in the shadow of a lion, too much tension would lead to the annihilation of the top.

Brando, of course, is aware of Princess Eru's concerns, but he finds them somewhat amusing: "Don't worry, Your Highness, the Cruz don't dare bother us with this. ”

“Why?” Princess Griffin frowned, feeling a little too blindly optimistic.

“Because the wind elf. ”

So that's it, but she shook her head: "Mr. Brando, the Pokémon are not as supportive of us as you might think. If the Krutz were to impose a punishment on us only with the help of the North, and not with the real intention of seizing Eruin, it would be very difficult to act only in St. Osor's Spiritual Court. ”

“That's because they don't get the benefits they deserve," replied Brando, shaking his head and sighing: "After all, Eruin is a country under the Temple of Fire, and this civil unrest is also an internal matter under the Temple of Fire, and how the Temple of Fire can intervene after the wind, to which all four temples are acquiesced. ”

“Exactly.” Her Royal Highness nodded.

“In that case, we declare that the nascent Eruin will join the temple after the wind.” Brando replied naturally.

“This… but…” Princess Griffin immediately stopped, her eyes as if Brando were a monster, she had no idea how he could have thought of it. Being descendants of the King of Fire, but also the kingdom of mankind, and psychologically more willing to belong to the Temple of Fire than to the Temple of the Wind, the aristocrats have not thought of relying on the Temple of the Wind - but to the fullest extent they simply want to rely on the Temple of the Wind to contain the strength of the Temple of Fire.

It's like bargaining, but eventually you have to throw it in the arms of the Temple of Fire.

But no one would have thought that Brando was a freak, and as half of the passers-by, he had no sense of belonging at all to the four so-called temples. In his previous life, he lived under the authority of the Temple of Fire, the Temple of the Rear of the Wind, and the Church of Light, and as a player, he preferred the Church of Light of Finzan - at least until they stabbed him in the back of the game.

And in this world, Otales, the temple after the wind, has been accompanying him on the adventure of growing up, in comparison to his deeper feelings, I'm afraid, the temple after the wind.

Brando looked quietly at the princess with hesitation on her face.

As Princess Griffin's eyes quickly cleared up, she looked up and looked seriously at Brando: "I admit it's an option, but we'll only consider it at the last minute, okay, Mr. Brando? ”

Brando nodded, knowing that it was not only Her Royal Highness, but also that it would be difficult for the nobility of Eruin to accept the offer for a moment and a half. Changes take time and an opportunity, and he understands that His Royal Highness would like to use this as a lever for the final negotiations with the Cruz.

She's likely to succeed.

The geographic location of Eruin is too important, as it is a narrow crossroads to the south to monitor Madara's movements, with endless wilderness and black forests. For the Empire, Eruin is both a resource and a natural buffer zone, and the importance that the Cruz attach to Eruin is not unwarranted.

But this is also true for the Wind Elves, who would not have supported Ecclesia hundreds of years ago, secretly supported Obergu VII in building an emerging fleet and helped the Eruins train naval talent. Tholemie Class Battleship is not the main active Wind Pokémon ship, but it is also a Class 1 Battleship more than a decade ago and is technically a first-class battleship.

The Cruz are well aware of this weight, and if one of the princesses announces to join the Temple of the Wind, it is likely that a jihad between the Temple of Fire and the Temple of the Wind will be triggered in advance.

However, Her Royal Highness may be concerned about a misunderstanding between the two of them, adding: "Please believe me, Mr. Brando, I did not mean to be alone. Instead, the people of the kingdom are themselves descendants of the Fire King. Generations believe in the Temple of Fire. It is not a moment to want to change this notion. ”

“Your Highness, you don't have to explain.” Brando was a little moved, but he didn't have to explain it to him at all. After all, she is Her Royal Highness, theoretically her knight, her protégé - and, of course, Brando himself does not necessarily have the concept that everyone is born equal in his view - but he understands that she would never have thought so since childhood under Her Royal Highness, and she would have told him her thoughts so carefully that at least she proved that she attached enough importance to herself.

Brando enjoys the satisfaction of being born in need of each other.

“But the Connolia fleet must be wiped out, and we must occupy Ambethel if we are to have the bottom line of negotiations.” Brando still cautioned that his heart was slightly unfinished, that the total annihilation of the Connolia fleet was still a small matter, and that it was the real big thing that he had done with Williams in front of everyone. After all, the fleet is an empire, and the deputy commander of the Templar Knights is the Temple of Fire.

Simply put, the Empire can be ashamed, but the Temple of Fire must maintain its dignity, and the other side is likely to demand that His Royal Highness hand him over.

He took a look at the princess, who was only sixteen years old and was about to turn seventeen.

Princess Griffin nodded resolutely: “I understand that I immediately ordered Count Janilassou to continue pursuing, destroying the Cornolia fleet and taking over the port of Ambesseur with a single drum. Mr. Brando, I will strive for the best interests of both Eruin and his people, and I will give serious consideration to your suggestion--”

“I will never allow the tragedy of Lord Darus to repeat itself. ”

Brando knew it was a promise, and he made a serious gift to His Royal Highness. His Royal Highness turned around and left, and then he heard Otales whispering in his heart:

“Your Highness is such a good wrist, I'm sure you've been a mess. ”

“No, but it's just a little warm.” Brando replied.

“So you're a little fool, and you've shown enough strength in previous battles to prove that you're the only person she can count on first, and the greatest help - you know that's not your power, but she wouldn't think so. She takes you seriously, but it's just a way for the royal family to pull together.” Otales said to him seriously.

Brando smiled lightly, but he was moved, knowing that Otales was reminding himself that he was afraid of losing. “Thank you, Lord Otales. ”

“Huh, just so you know.” Otales said, "I've seen a lot of court fights, and I admit that the little girl is pure now, but will the future change, no one can say. You have to keep an eye on it. ”

“Naturally.” Brando increasingly thinks Otales is really like his own sister, and only his loved ones will teach him so well.

From time to time, the sky is lit with exploding fire, which was pursued by the Royal First Fleet of Eruin.

The battle is over.

Brando is gradually breaking up the cycle of adversity paradise, which, in his view, is powerful, but it takes a lot of energy to keep the cycle going. Just a moment later, he felt exhausted, and the historic magician was able to - be it Tumen or Traciman, or Dark Dragon Odin - his own strength, besides the abilities of the magician, was at the top of his life at the time. Maintaining this level of energy consumption was as simple as breathing for them, but he was a little reluctant for him, after all, he was the strength that the Golden Peak element manifested.

But he did not let the vampire pseudomaniac Medfis relieve herself of her strength - she is now at the peak of the rule, and once Williams dies in the field, she is basically the strongest fighter on this battlefield.

The nightingale assembly was then not dissolved, leaving more than seventy metal beetles behind. Brando left an anxiety disorder in his hand to replicate a true lightning storm, which was one of his kills.

With these two killings, Brando was reassured to put away the Bible of Life and the Trojan Horse, and then disbanded the Defeated Guardian. After all, summoning undead creatures is a negative reputation in human society, and Brando doesn't want to put a prefix on his title, such as' Dead Spirit ’and' Dark ’, which affects reputation so badly.

Honestly, if this fight wasn't too important, he wouldn't have intended to use this card.

He looked up at the explosion outside the rain screen and quickly thought of another thing. Hurry up and ask Flo to come, and then Earl tells the elf lady something.

Frou's face immediately revealed discontent.

This time she firmly refused, "I refuse, this is outrageous, Lord. ”

“Why? Didn't you just drive the body?” Brando doesn't understand, he doesn't understand why Flo reacts so much every time.

“Anyway, I refuse!” Flo glanced hard at him and turned around and left. She would prefer the Lord to see her as an elemental messenger rather than a coroner.

Brandoton stood there embarrassed to find a red-handed soft sister in the regiment, who preferred not to open the body. It made him very helpless, and he sighed back, trying to find another way to convince the young lady, but suddenly his eyes widened.

“Don 't--!” He was almost screaming, but a little late, Nimatis had moved the bodies of several Templar Knights aside, and then the dreaded mafia pulled Williams' bodies too.

At that moment Brando's heart paused with 10,000 grassy horses running past.

“What's the matter?” When the knight heard his callous scream, she turned back and looked at him.

“… what trophies are on those knights? ”

“Oh, I checked. Magic dissolved sharply, leaving behind a few temple flameless swords,” replied Nimaisi facade unchanged: “But these swords are not bad, our kingdom does not have this forging technique. ”

Brando's eyes are black.

In fact, the moment she touched the body, Brando didn't feel right, because the woman looked too much like a schoolsister, giving him an instinctive sense of crisis and the possibility that the two masterminds would withdraw as well.

But he was lucky, but Nimacees' answer immediately broke his last hope. The body of the Templar Knight of the Hall of Fame, she could only draw a long sword, which was no longer described by the blackhand. Brando didn't think she was black at the moment.

“Will... where's Williams? ”

“Not yet," Nimaisie said, not knowing that the man in front of her probably had even pushed her heart down, "let me see. ”

“Don 't--!” Brando seemed to have been hit by a hammer in the face, but before he could shout it out, he saw Nimatis remove the next ring from Williams' hand.

Brando immediately stopped.

It's a silver ring with a very special pattern on it.

“This ring does not appear to be magically disintegrating.” The knight checked and answered seriously.

“Brando!” Otales exclaimed suddenly.

Brando nodded immediately: “I understand. ”

Both of them had already seen the pattern on the ring at this moment, which was divided into nine pieces, each of which made him so familiar. Because that's exactly Saint Osor's back of the wind.

Second wind rear ring.

Brando finally understood why Williams recognized his swordsmanship when he met. “Show me!” He immediately walked over and said to Nimmasis.

The knight, who looked at him like a sister-in-law, nodded, and then placed the ring on his hand without hesitation.

“How to use it.” Brando asked.

“Inject the power of your rule.” Otales also seemed a little excited, after all, that each ring had an English soul, all of her early companions.

Brando does what he says.

All of a sudden, the white light glistened between him and Nimmasis. Then the next moment, a translucent, some ghostly elf girl appeared between them.

The young lady is short and looks only a little taller than Princess Griffin.

Her skin is white and has a crystalline color shared by the Pokémon. At the tip of her ear, a long purple blue hair tied off a ponytail behind her head and she wore a tight suit of leather armor, but most notably a elf bow that was almost as tall as hers.

She seemed to have just woken up, and as soon as she showed up, she had a sleepy beating.

“Who are you?” Nimaisi snapped slightly and immediately pressed one hand against the handle of the sword. But she probably also guessed that the elf girl's origins were related to Brando's ring, so she didn't pull out her sword.

But Brando heard Otales whisper in his heart at that moment.

Then the knight appeared directly beside him, on his other side.

“Ah!”

Now it's the turn of the elf girl, who's going to show up with a long bow on her back, to stare at Otales as incredibly as if she didn't see him.

“Big…”

Otales glanced hard at her.

The elf girl immediately startled and shouted: "Big, young lady! ”

“Miss...? ”

Brando was stunned. Could there be a relationship between the servants after the wind? Never heard of it. He didn't see Otales' eyes, just looked at them strangely.

Otales smiled with satisfaction at the elf girl.

Brando looked at the elf girl somehow: "Hello, I'm Brando. May I ask what your name is, Miss Beautiful? ”

The elf girl looked at Brando and Otales and guessed about their relationship. So I immediately thought, and I didn't want to, and I answered aloud and upright:

“Hello, Mr. Brando, I'm Otales, Lord of the Leaves' chief archer! Please teach me more! Oops, it hurts..."

With a loud bang, she suddenly hugged her little head.

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(PS: 5K chapter, with the word 'death in battle’ in front of it, covering his face; sleeping too late is confusing...) (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.)