The Amber Sword

The windows draped green and dreamy vines, and the sun passed through the windowsill, quietly sliding through the room.

Knight Nia sits beside the bed, peeling the oranges apart one by one into a crystal plate on the bedside. And then I looked at that fine sleeping face on the bed, and in her mind, the lady was probably the most beautiful person in the world, and the words noble and kind seemed to be for her.

Few people outside know what is happening inside Swallow Castle, and since the breakdown of the Sword Constellation, the struggle for power within the family has not stopped for a moment. The bystanders thought it was the current owner, and the current Earl of Swallow Castle was responsible for it, but the passers-by knew it was just an excuse. The struggle originated in the brother of the Count, known as the ‘Dear Baron Dahler', but it was in no way a eulogy, especially when raised by the leader of the Swallow Castle.

Around January, the Earl's youngest son was poisoned at the Susan Festival, which later proved to be nothing more than a reprimand for his life. The little mouthful slipped into the kitchen and was found with a little maid. There are some things Nia doesn't dare to tell Delphirie, but she thinks that a smart lady with ice and snow can guess more or less, and she wouldn't rush south if she hadn't watched the old man's heart beat day after day.

She glanced at the pale face - her thick eyelashes draped gently and her lips were red like cherries, dotted with snowy skin. Over the past few days, Miss Delphiry has had limited time to wake up, but every time she asks if there is any news in the family, the knight sees how weak she is and on several occasions almost fails to bear to shed tears.

Miss can no longer stand up, she has lost her ability to use magic all her life. She was a recognized genius in Swallow Castle when she was a child. What is the power that makes her comfortable with this? The knight looked at her sword, and she called it a knight because her ancestors were blessed by the Earl of Swallow, but the lady might have a choice.

At this time, the door was uploaded with a gentle knock.

“Miss Nia. ”

It's the maid's voice. The knight seemed to have just woken up and answered with some shame: "Please keep your voice down. Come on in, miss. She's still resting. ”

The door was pushed open and the waitress's expression was a little ugly. But she bowed down to greet her first: "Miss Nia, someone is asking for you outside. Yes...”

Nia hadn't noticed her divinity, and all her attention was focused on her own lady. And she said, "Is it Her Royal Highness or Miss Antina? ”

“No, Lord Nia..." The maid interrupted her words rudely before she finished. The voice was mixed with excitement and pride. It was so high, it was like a duck. “Ha ha, Ambethel is so small, I wonder what happened to the king? Why, Nia, can't I even recognize you for a few days? ”

“Akr...” The whole knight shuddered, as if to find the name from hell. She looked disgusted and stood up and subconsciously grabbed her sword. But she had just caught the handle and the guard, and the loud man outside had pushed us in.

A teenager, to be exact, with a dark brown, near black curly hair, but reflecting the pale skin underneath, her lips were nearly as thin as humans. He has a pair of shiny, black glassy eyes surrounded by deep eye bags and wrinkles, which at first glance appear to be excessively wine coloured.

With a mysterious smile, the teenager stood by the door, wearing a purple woolen coat with silver silk edges, two hands in a pocket and a cane hanging from his arms - a lion's eye stone on the cane's head.

From that point of view, this teenager deserves the word Junmei, but his footsteps are slightly floating. But the knight sees him as if he sees the devil - and even when he really kills the devil, she has never shown such a mixed fear and disgust.

The teenager saw the knight and revealed a bite of Whitesen's teeth: “Miss Nia, have you considered becoming my knight? I'll give you the best horse in the whole North, but you're the one I like the most. ”

“Dream!” The lady is trembling, "get the hell out of here! ”

“Oh, so nervous for what?” The teenager pulled the waitress's hair, pulled her over in the little girl's scream and sniffed her face. He turned around and smiled, “Miss Nia, I'm here to see my dear sister. You don't seem to have the right to tell me to get out of here, do you? ”

“This is Miss Delphirie's private room… you're crazy! Let her go. That's Her Royal Highness's maid.” The knight grabbed the handle of the sword with slight white hair, but could not dare to pull out the sword.

The last generation of the Earl of Swallow Castle had four sons, the third of whom died, and his youngest son became an apprentice of a wizard. The eldest son is today's Earl of Swanburg, the father of Dilfiry, who this time travelled to Ambesseur only to hang the title of Earl, but has not yet truly inherited his territory, and the second son, the well-known 'Dear Dahler’, is also the father of the young man in front of him.

The so-called father must have a son, and the righteous Earl of Swallow has a daughter like Miss Delphirie. From Nia's point of view, Baron Dahle gave birth to a son like Akr. This father and son are scum among scum.

The teenager let go of the maid, and the poor little girl screamed scared and fell and ran away. Akris laughed and made a series of laughs of unclear significance: "Miss Nia, don't think I can do anything about you if you climb this hill to your highness. You're my woman. You'll never get away with this. ”

“Animal!” The knight chewed her teeth and scolded. When she became a knight, she understood. She believed the man's mantra. She could never forget that nightmarish night. The demonic teenager drugged her and forcibly took possession of her body. At that time, he was only 14 years old, and she was only 18 years old.

She trembles when she thinks about everything from the past, "Akr, on my count of three, don't blame me for being rude if you don't disappear from my eyes!” She shouted and pulled out her sword.

“Come on, don't do this, Miss Nia, you're gonna kill me early.” Akr grinned, “Besides, I'm not here to tell you how old I am today. You know what my dear sister did. I'm here today to stop you from continuing to embarrass your family. ”

“No ivory comes from the mouth of a dog, Akr, what are you talking about?” Nia frowned, pointing a sword at the devil's throat, and she always felt that Akris had no good intentions - although she probably didn't know what good intentions were.

“You're a good pretender, Miss Nia. My dear sister has been identified as practicing devil's magic, and the Temple has officially begun to investigate the matter. Even the Count knows that, as her closest knight, you will not fail to know? ”

“How is this possible...” When she heard the news suddenly, Nia had a void in her mind, and although she knew that Delphiry's brief control of the King of Demons on the battlefield could not be concealed, at least she was lucky. That's for the war, isn't it? Her Royal Highness and the Count can testify.

The knight shook her head vigorously, as if to calm herself down: "It is the temple itself that brings the devil, how can they do so? Lady sacrificed herself to fight the devil, Her Royal Highness will not ignore! ”

“Oh, the princess herself is in trouble, and there's time for you to live and die.” The teenager grinned and he took a step forward, letting the knight's cold sword blade against his throat, answering unchanged: "Nia, I mean it to you. Believe me, I'm the only one who can protect you and your young lady from me. ”

The female knight's face changed: “You… you hit Miss Delphiry's idea? She's your sister! ”

“It's cousin.” The teenager corrected and answered coldly, “Miss Nia, don't drink a toast without a forfeit. ”

“Don't go any further, demon!” The knight was shaking all over her body.

The teenager snorted coldly. Then the door was opened again, and a tall man came in, covered in gray cloaks. The man was wearing a hood, and the shadow under his hood completely covered his face, as if it were a pitch-black void, and the buzzing voice came from the void as he spoke:

“Cooking that knight took some time. ”

“After all, a master of the golden class, beware, my dear sister brought the three most powerful knights in the territory this time. You take care of that woman first, be careful not to hurt her.” The teenager said slightly over his side that his voice was cold and cold without a hint of emotion.

“Understood," the man replied buzzingly, turning back to the female knight. Niaton took a breath of cold air, and she saw that under the hood was not a shadow, but nothing, blank.

“What have you done with Ronin! ”

She roared and struck the mysterious weirdo with a sword. In her impression, Swallow Castle had no other master in gold than her, Ronin and Yevt, but the man in front of her gave her a breath of cold fear, not like vegetarian power, but like cold death.

Or should be —— no sense of life, like an emptiness.

She hadn't broken a sword yet, and suddenly she felt a terrible shock blowing up in her spiritual world. That terrible power Nia had never experienced in her entire life, as if it were a tip cone nailed directly into her brain, causing her to kneel with her head screaming.

The great screaming of the female knight made the teenager unable to bear the frowning. He saw Nia's fine face twisted and the blood seeped out of her nostrils and eyes, looking terrible.

Then the tall man walked over and slapped her in the back of the neck, causing the knight to faint.

“Don't you understand Xiaoxiang Xieyu?” The teenager asked impatiently.

“There are no more humans in this house in the third field of gold, and I don't have to worry about it.” The man replied buzzingly.

“Well," the teenager waved impatiently, "you dragged her out, and I had something to say to my dear sister alone. ”

A tall man paid a respectful salute before walking out of the house with a knight who had passed out. Akris looked back and smiled coldly, closing the door and coming to Dilfrey's bed.

… (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.)