The Amber Sword

Each of the twelve witches stood under a hazelnut tree and began to sing an ancient song. Seven stone columns in the meadow between the woods suddenly broke out silently. A giant white rock was raised in the soil between the columns, with a crack in the rock, and the black hole was like a gate to hell.

The stone gate and pillar were easily seen carved out of natural rock by hand, with some curved text on it, obscured by erosion, and Brando could barely distinguish what was supposed to be an ancient dwarf text.

“Sir, this door can only last half an hour, so please decide who you want to bring with you.” As soon as the white rock appeared, Barbasa said in a dull voice.

Brando had already decided on a good candidate, "Barbara, you picked five reliable men to go in with me. Count Odin, you lead the knights into it, and the rest of you, protect the princess, and I want you to swear to the Pillar of Purgatory. ”

“Rest assured, Mr. Brando.” Count Odin gave a knight's salute, answering. His relationship with Brando seemed to naturally turn into a superior relationship, but the Count was not narrow-minded and understood that Brando was far more qualified to give orders here than he was, so he felt nothing wrong.

The witches followed their words with humility. Count Odin was sighed at yet another time, and although they occasionally made some deals with secular power, they would never behave in such a respectful manner. He did not really believe in the old witch's claim that Brando had helped them, but questioned another part of Brando's experience: he already knew that Brando was the descendant of St. Darius the Sword, and that Brando had studied the witch's knowledge at the door of a very powerful 'invisible witch', and Count Odin doubted very much that it was Truman, so he subconsciously attributed the witches' relationship to Brando to whom they might have benefited.

“Mr. Brando -” The Half Pokémon Girl was interrupted by Brando just when she spoke, "Your Highness, would you please stay here and reassure me? Because either you or me, Eluin always needs someone to know how it's going to go in the future, and I might be a little arrogant to say that, but I don't want my efforts to go to waste. ”

Princess Griffin looked closely at him. “Then I command you to come back. Can you do it? ”

Brando didn't answer. What do you want him to say? He doesn't have a heart. Perhaps Jorgendigan came from a bunch of brainless cavemen who had no idea that there would be a secret passage into the hills north of Ambethel. So they lean out of their nests, or they leave only one reserve, and let him easily remove the door to the flames.

Of course he hopes so. But he knew in his heart that it was more likely to be the exact opposite: the demons were guarding the portal and they had only one chance to succeed. He didn't know what he was going to face, and even when Butch killed the rebound, he didn't have the bottom of his mind.

History had changed completely, and for the first time he had not seen the inevitable result behind the fog. But his mind was surprisingly free of fear, clear and clear, and he knew exactly what he was going to do.

“So here's the deal," Brando smiled, “and if I'm unlucky enough to die, I'll have Count Odin return my remains. ”

The joke was not very clever, and Her Royal Highness frowned at him and said only two words: "Alive. ”

“… I will do my best. No one will want to die, Your Highness. ”

Princess Griffin just took a quiet look at him, which made Brando feel very strange. He thought the ambiguous answer would be reprimanded, but in any case, he had already made a decision.

Barbasa has chosen someone to meet him with the five witches. One of the five witches is said to be Barbasa's niece, a skinny middle-aged woman in her sixties, and the other three are also close to Barbasa. The last one surprised Brando slightly, a little girl holding a honeypot, less than half his height, a slight freckle on the tip of his nose, and a pair of amber eyes looking at him curiously. Barbasa introduced her as her adopted daughter, who, although only fourteen years old, already possessed the power of the silver class.

Brando asked her what her name was, and the little girl crisply answered, "Sugar can. ”

Brando had to take a look at the honeypot she was holding and wondered if the little girl would like sugar, just wondering if the witch would cavitate, maybe not.

After saying goodbye to the princess, he walked into the cave with the witches, and twelve knights followed him. There is a small space in the cracks of the rock that allows only about three people in parallel, and there are visible signs of artificially carved steps on the ground. At this point, some people lit the torch with stone, and the smell of pine oil suddenly filled the cave, but people also saw the surrounding environment.

The rock on both sides is like a knife, a staircase cut from between the rocks leads straight down to the ground, not much different from Brando's memory, but the dust is thick, he wipes a trace on the wall with his fingers, Brando thought the first player to discover here must have felt the same way.

But all of a sudden there was a shout behind it. Brando hurried back, and then he saw a familiar slender figure coming in from the outside, and the cracks in the rock closed behind her, naturally synthesizing the appearance of the surrounding rock walls without a trace.

That's Princess Griffin.

“Your Highness, you...” Brando hung so dark in front of him. He finally understood what the last quiet glance of the princess meant. He was trying to relax his guard. The tragedy was that he actually crashed into a trap.

“Mr. Brando, you're not very smart. ”

“Well, I admit I'm an idiot. But I will order Barbasa to take you out of another secret passage, Your Highness.” Brando answered in a bad way.

“Unless you kill me,” Princess Griffin replied coldly, "nobody can take me with them, you can try it, Mr. Brando. I dare to practice every word I say with my actions. ”

“Your Highness... don't be so...” Brando wanted to say stubborn, but he suddenly remembered that this princess in history was famous for stubbornness, and she might actually do it.

He was suddenly two years old, and suddenly he missed Antina, or at least Sy and Metisa, much less the princess.

“Mr. Brando, I said you weren't smart, not because I lied to you," Her Royal Highness softened her tone when she saw the look of hesitation on his face: "Have you ever thought that if you failed, there would still be Eloin? The devil will destroy all this, didn't you already tell me? I'm coming with you to see you save this ancient kingdom yourself. ”

“If you fail," Her Royal Highness watched him quietly, "I martyred for this kingdom with you, and I will at least bury our ideals beneath the dust myself. I'm gonna die next to my knight. ”

Brando felt his heart beat.

He didn't know if the princess had intended to say this, and he saw the half-Pokémon girl's incredibly serious eyes and suddenly felt that he had been seen through by the other party.

But I have to admit, he didn't think of that. If he fails, Eluin will be wiped out by the devil's invasion, and after losing him and Valhalla, it remains unclear whether the Eluins will be able to rebuild a kingdom on the ruins and whether the rebuilt kingdom will bear the same faith.

Even the survival of the Eruins in disaster remains a problem. After losing those familiar names on the land, is this kingdom still the Eruin he is familiar with?

Just not necessarily.

Her Royal Highness sees it much more clearly than he does, perhaps that is the difference between him and her. After all, she is a native of this kingdom, and how he learns about the history of this ancient kingdom carries only half Brando's feelings.

He sighed, “Your Highness, you are with me, and since you admit that I am your knight, I have a responsibility to protect you, and in the future you must not do this alone.” He spoke half complaining and half admonished.

A little softened in Princess Griffin's eyes.

“Babassa, you lead the way.” Brando didn't have the guts to say.

“Yes, my lord.” Barbasa glanced at the princess and smiled mysteriously, picking up the torch and walking forward.

The light of the torch extends along the downward tunnel, and the air quickly dissociates itself from the moist smell outside and becomes dry. Apart from the pineapple fire, which occasionally bursts out of Mars or two and lands on Barbasa's witch hat, it's hard to hear anything else in this silent underground.

Except, of course, the footsteps of a pedestrian sand.

It is not surprising that Brando feels a little nervous about Her Royal Highness the Princess beside herself. Although she was born with all kinds of aristocratic education, she must remain calm and tolerant at all times; after all, she is still a noble girl of the birth royal family, afraid that she has never had an adventure in the wild, let alone a deeper exploration in the basement of the ancient castle, which inevitably creates some strange hallucinations in anyone's mind, and the princess is no exception.

“Mr. Brando, who exactly built these tunnels?” Princess Griffin sees herself curious about this mysterious tunnel beneath Ambethel. As if to get rid of that faint anxiety again, she asked softly.

“It should be a dwarf, but I don't know which one.” Brando answered casually.

“It should be the Dwarf Rufun, Lord.” Babassa, the old witch, answered in the front.

It turns out Brando didn't expect it to be another Dwarf's relic. But there's hardly any detail in Amber Sword that mentions the background of the tunnel, and it looks like the key to the core lies in the secret passage that the players didn't find.

After a brief conversation, the surroundings soon returned to silence. The tunnel begins to become narrower, allowing only two people to parallel. Brando and Her Royal Highness had to get closer. The knights also noticed that the underground staircase began to infiltrate, and the artificially carved traces had become very blurred from here on out, and the surrounding stone walls were re-flushed back to their original state by the groundwater infiltrated from above.

A moment or so later, the artificial tunnel completely disappeared, a cliff appeared in front of it, a slanted inserted crack cut off the tunnel and raised the torch to see a smooth natural stone wall in front of it.

Brando told Barbasa to put out the torch, and then he took out a lighting crystal. This crystal is basically the kind of cheap product that can be seen everywhere, and the light emitted is bleak.

But it's not that Brando doesn't have a better choice, it's a deliberate one. He hasn't forgotten that beneath the cliff is the spider mother's nest, and going down with the hot light is throwing himself into the net.

It was only after changing the light that Brando added the Wind Wing spell to everyone. One of his early 20-grade elements made the wings of the wind not fly enough, but it was completely enough to use it as a slowing technique, and it took a row of people to fall off the cliff slowly and descend to the bottom for a few minutes.

Beneath the cliff is a completely different landscape, and the knights quickly discovered that there was an underground river beneath. Pebble beaches on both sides of the river are filled with white layers and layers of spider webs, where countless spider eggs are clearly visible, and even a fist-sized spider can be seen climbing between spider webs.

Brando looked up subconsciously and saw a black meatball-like spider full of dense numbness on the leaning cliff, stacked together in layers, watching his scalp burst. He couldn't help crying a lifetime of crap, which was exactly the same as it was in the game.

When they came here to venture, he took a subconscious look over his head and shouted directly at them. The spider mother lured it out, and the result was mass extinction. He was badly repaired by his sister once, and now he wants to come or blush.

But this is really disgusting, with a thick, numb, floating wormwall above your head, and it feels like it's going to fall on your head at any moment. Even if he was prepared, he was creepy.

“Everybody, listen up. Don't look over your head.” Retract his gaze, he immediately ordered.

The knights did as they were told, but Princess Griffith was acute and seemed to have guessed what might be on top of her head. Brando felt a little pale and on several occasions touched his hand, but immediately put it back.

He didn't expect the princess to be so scared of spiders. Maybe she should have seen the top of her head. Maybe Princess Griffin was just scared to hold him. Brando inevitably thought so badly, of course, that was just a thought.

“Mr. Brando, these spiders must have something.” Princess Griffin asked with a pale face. She knew that so many spiders could not gather together somehow, and the only possibility was that there was a nest of monsters.

Brando nodded: “It is said that the owner here is the mother of a spider called ‘Analons', a monster that had a catalytic element a hundred or two years ago, or even a terrible power on the side of truth, and legend has it that the element is' net ', which has both a bonding and a connecting meaning, which can control every thread here ——”

“By the way, don't touch any of those nets. Not a scratch.” Brando warned. He's not here to brush a copy, it's wonderful not to mess with that horrible mother spider.

Listen to him, everyone is Rin. But it was at this time that Brando heard a whispering sound coming in one direction.

That doesn't sound like a spider's voice.

“Hmm?” He stunned slightly and couldn't help turning back in that direction.

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(PS: It's still 4000, the old rules will erupt at the end of the month, ask for tickets ~) (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.)