The Amber Sword

“I know, Your Highness, you listen to me, and I will not joke about my life. But I have a plan that I might try.” Brando speaks in a tone that is unique to the player and leaps forward to try anything. Princess Griffin frowned and looked at him, "Really? ”

The half-Pokémon princess is incredibly cute in Brando's eyes to believe that there is one of the few teenage postures she used to have on herself. He nodded, "Of course, if we could sneak past Jorgen Deegang's eyelids, why don't we try to remove the flame door? ”

“Without saying if we can destroy the flame doors, are you so convinced that they can actually take us away from Jorgendigan's army? Mr. Brando, they are witches and are best at seducing people with words.” Her Royal Highness does not disguise her own precautions in any way, except this time she is on Brando's side, with a clear expectation in her bright silver eyes - not wanting Brando to be in danger.

“Her Royal Highness the Princess of Corcova, I was a witch when your grandfather, Old Obergu, was still on the throne. Witches know that their words will be eavesdropped on by ravens, so be cautious, and you still have more faith in the nobles than you have in them.” Barbasa ‘Goo' smiled, looking like an old crow, and she replied with a dull voice.

“Bold people of darkness, who allow you to speak up in the name of the First King!” Her Royal Highness scolded coldly, squeaking lightly, and the narrow, bright sword blade trembled slightly in the dark.

Brando hurriedly pressed her hand, "Babassa. ”

“It was I who lost my word, Lord.” The old witch glanced at Princess Griffin with her glossy eyes as if she were a wooden bead.

“Barbasa, the princess is not wrong. You are best at playing with people's hearts, and the witch leaves behind the back door, although she never lies. I want you to swear to the goddess of the pillars of hell that you will not betray me. Can you do that?” Brando pressed Griffin's hand with one hand and asked coldly.

Barbasa burst into deep tears, some in awe, saying, "My lord has indeed made everything clear. We swear by the Goddess of the Pillar of Purgatory that we shall not betray Lord Tonigal, Brando, our master, who, if he betrays us, will drag us into the abyss blindly lame Diaz -"

When Princess Griffin saw Barbasa put her hand in her heart, she heard the witch's vow to ‘point straight at the heart’. But she realized that the vow seemed terrible to the other side, and speaking of the last sentence, the old witch trembled even slightly. She knew little about witches and could hardly believe that these sly women would take an oath so seriously that she looked inexplicably at Brando.

Silver eyes look like they're looking for an answer.

“Rest assured, Your Highness, they will not deceive us now.” Brando took the sword off her hand and gently put it back into the other side's sheath, answering: “Modesty, the goddess of pillars, is their faith, legend has it that Modesty was the first witch to steal black magic from the sea of magic. She passed such spells on to the first prophets of the twelve witches, but then she was caught by the devils, crucified naked in an iron thorn hell with columns, and punished for eternity. Blind and lame Diaz was her first student, obsessed with the darkness and falling into a monster, and the witch who broke Modesty's vows would be dragged into eternal darkness by Diaz who climbed out of the abyss, not a legend, but a real thing, into total darkness and lost five senses, which was the most terrible punishment for the witch. With such an oath, Barbasa will never deceive. ”

Seeing the divine colour that Her Royal Highness still does not understand, Brando adds: “These are the secrets of witches, little known to outsiders. ”

“Then how do you know? ”

The good question, Brando did not expect the princess to remain sober at this time, and busily searched for a reason: "Because Her Royal Highness also knows that I have read the knowledge of the wizards, who are as ancient as witches, not enemies, but at least competitors, who know more or less each other's secrets. ”

Princess Griffin will be suspicious. And she turns around, "So how sure is she that we won't get caught? If it was just witchcraft, I don't think the commanders of Jørgen Deegang would have been a bit unprotected, and I've heard that there are more witches under Jørgen Deegang. So as enemies and allies, they don't know what the witches are doing, do they? ”

Once again, Brando felt the calm of this half-Pokémon princess, and he actually thought about it, but on the one hand, the princess, who didn't even know the common sense that there was only a 'lord' underground without a 'commander’, and on the other hand, he knew Jorgendigan deeply. Judgment is made on the basis of only a small amount of knowledge, as opposed to a superior and inferior score.

He also looked back at Babassa, hoping to get an answer. His plan was still just an idea, but more details were needed on its practical implementation, and he was well aware that no war could be won without a shot in the head.

“Her Royal Highness is obviously much smarter than your faint grandfather, and the facts are similar to your guess," said Barbasa again, referring to Obergu VI, and the half elf girl pressed her anger down her lips, and the witches were so indifferent to the power of the world, which in fact was one of the reasons for their secular exclusion. Just to confuse her, the old witch respected Brando and didn't know exactly what Brando was doing for them, she continued to listen to Barbasa: "But besides the magic, we also have some secrets that the witches passed down from generation to generation, one of which mentions a hall beneath Ambethel that has been abandoned since ancient times, hidden between the crevices of the fjords, in the hills leading to the north of the port. ”

“This is impossible," she finally couldn't help but say: "It has been almost seven centuries since the port of Ambessel was built here by the first King Acre. For seven centuries, in order to reconsider the loosening of the foundations of the Grand Temple of Andefoule beneath the port, the Ambessels have more than once explored the surroundings of the port and the terrain beneath it, but there have never been rumours of ancient monuments. ”

“But Her Royal Highness also has to admit that this was no longer a land of lawlessness long before the Aruins built the port. Apart from the Silver Pokémon, other civilizations have been breeding here, and secrets are secrets because they are unknown.” Babassa laughed.

“I remember, you're talking about the ancient passage of the infiltration.” Brando remembers that there is such an ancient monument near Ambethel, but it has been weathered for far too long, leaving only a passage between the underground cliffs. It's a 57-grade BOSS with a spider mother who doesn't know how many years she's been alive.

Honestly, he didn't want to mess with that thing at all if he could. With a giant spider with power on the side of truth on a narrow terrain, and her countless descendants and ubiquitous spider web, Brando is creepy to think about.

The point is that he never heard of the ancient passage that leads to the hills north of Ambesseur, only knowing that one side of the ancient passage penetrates into the mountains of Anék.

“Sir, we don't really know what's going on down that hall.” To hear Brando say so, Barbasa is more certain of his identity. Everything, as the prophecy says, the witch's secret is in his eyes like an open book that can be read at will. “But since the Lord knows this passage, it must exist. ”

Princess Griffin believed this time too, because Brando would never lie to her. She turned around and said, "Brando, is she telling the truth? ”

“I've heard of such an ancient passage," Brando said, sweating on his forehead and accidentally almost showing up again. He had to whisper to Babassa that the old witches had come to him with a so-called 'witch's secret’. “But does this passage really lead to the hills north of Ambesseur?... Well, there's no mention of this in the Wizard's literature.” Brando felt that if we went on like this, the material in the previous forum would really turn into a library of wizards.

“This is a secret that we have passed down from generation to generation, and naturally there will be no mistakes. This tunnel connects the mountains to the hills to the north. ”

“That should be right, and basically what I know can be printed against.” Brando was sure that there might be a secret passage underneath that ancient passage. To think of it, he had to be very curious. In the past, for reasons close to Ambethel, there were not many players who explored this ancient passage, but none of them discovered this other secret passage after decades.

Knowing that it is impossible to set up a secret channel in the game somehow, there must be a corresponding benefit in it. The fire of anticipation had been set ablaze in Brando's heart, and there were too few secrets in Amber Sword that had not yet been discovered in the land of order.

I didn't expect to meet one today.

He looked up, "Babassa, I'm not mistaken. The entrance to the underground tunnel should be a long way from here, right? ”

“Yes, my lord.” Barbasa replied respectfully, "The entrance should be east of Jean Din's foothills estate. ”

“Who has a map? ”

“I do,” Count Odin immediately removed a wooden barrel from the waist, opened the plug, and removed a roll of waterproof parchment paper map. The accompanying knight was about to spread it out, and the parchment map lay almost half the size of a person on the ground, which was the complete map of the area around Ambessel.

Such high-precision maps are not common in this era, and even in the military they are the most important highly classified, with less value for money on the black market. When the player didn't have such a fork in his hand, Brando couldn't help but praise Odin for carrying such a thing: “I didn't expect Count Odin to carry such a good thing with him, so well prepared. ”

Count Odin looked at Princess Griffin with some embarrassment: "It was Her Royal Highness who asked her to take it with her. ”

Brandoton glanced at the half elf girl beside him. Unfortunately, Her Royal Highness did not have much expression on her face, even a slight frown. He had to sigh and look on the map. There's a place on the map east of Ding's foothill estate called Silver Spike Hill, and if he remembers correctly, the secret entrance to the ancient tunnel should be nearby. ”

Until then, however, there was a problem.

“If I recall correctly, the secret entrance to the ancient passage should be sealed by ancient magic. Can you find a way to open that seal?” Brando looked up at Barbasa.

“Naturally, it is the witch, Lord, who closed that ancient passage.” Barbasa answered with a little pride. She is indeed proud of her money, which the witches have been carrying on for so long in Warnde that they have followed the dragons of darkness, with so many unknown dark secrets and histories. “Opening that secret door requires a ritual that only passes 20 people at a time. However, it is up to the Lord himself to pass through that passage, whether north to the hills north of Ambesseur or south to the mountains of Anék. ”

“In other words, we must enter that ancient passage anyway?” Princess Griffin asked.

“Pretty much, unless we're willing to kill a bloody road, but hopes are slim," Brando said. But Princess Griffin frowned, "But they don't know exactly what's going on under that ancient tunnel, and it's uncertain if there's any danger down there. ”

“Anyway, it's better than sitting around," Brando added with a stiff scalp: "Besides, I know what's down there, at least 80% sure. Believe me, Your Highness. ”

Her Royal Highness glanced at him and finally nodded: "Well, I believe you. ”

“One more thing.” Count Odin next to him suddenly said. In the eyes of everyone, he came up to point a little bit at the parchment map —— and in a short while, the map was full of water flowers —— and said, "We have a long way to go here. We just saw more than one Jorgendigan army entering the forest on the top of the mountain. Are we going to hit them head-on from this direction? ”

Brando looked at the map and frowned deeply. He knew what Count Odin had said and had seen with his own eyes on the top of the mountain a spark of fire outside the port of Ambesseur, fearing only the light of lava and torches. They march this far north because they fear a great chance of collision, not to mention countless hawks on top of their heads.

He clasped his lips, frowned and exchanged his eyes with His Royal Highness. Both saw the same thing in each other's eyes:

“We need backup...”

… (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.)