The Amber Sword

Brando broke the door with a sword, and the solid oak door was only shaped like wood chips flying with the sky butterflies. His black Earl coat is like a rose blooming from a bursting plank of wood, the petals stretching forward, stabbing a cold sword blade from the center, pointing straight at the aristocratic teenager whose hand rests on the bed against the neck of the Countess.

Akr probably never dreamed that someone would break through the door, and he was stunned and shouted, "Damn Anurek, where are you? ”

The next moment, a dark shadow came straight into view, but when Brando heard the boy's roar, he guessed that there might be others in the house, with the sword in his hand collecting consciously behind him. ‘Ding' sounded an acidic sound, Brando felt something held by the sword of the earth, and he squinted his eyes slightly to see that it was a clear, ice-crystal-like sword.

“Get out of here!”

With a roar, the crystalline sword is pressing forward against the sword 'squeak’ of the sword of the earth to cut Brando's wrist. But the sword of the earth swept forward, and the pounding power unfolded like a landslide tsunami, and suddenly the thin, icy crystal sharp blade burst out.

Brando felt a shadow of gray, then saw it clearly, then the gray cape with the sword cape drowned all the way to the floor, under the hood as if it were a nightmare, the black smoke could not see the face.

The ghost roared, and the sound of the siren was both shocked and angry. It was about dreaming that the young man in front of him had such a terrible power, and he didn't know that Brando, because he was equipped with the Ghost Knight crystal, was born a level higher than under the same realm, not to mention that the 20-year-old Golden Peak was a miracle in itself.

And Brando is the shaper of this miracle, and he's not going to give it any chance. The long black coat was harvested in pieces of wood falling from the sky, and a black light struck the weirdo.

“Shine... sword! ”

The ghost hissing was like knowing Brando's sword. It had long been swept back to the bedside by Brando's sword, and at this moment it had to raise the crystal sword, but the two swords crossed to hear only one heartbreaking breaking sound, and countless textures instantly spread from the top of the crystal.

Brando didn't say a word, and the sword of the earth continued forward, and the next moment the sword blade in the hands of the grey robe monster suddenly broke into countless pieces.

The monster screamed, about aware of an insurmountable perception between himself and this young man. At the last moment of the blade, it raised its head and sent a spiritual ripple that was almost visible to the naked eye straight into Brando's brain.

Spiritual impact.

The speed of the spiritual waves and the distance between them are so close that Brando is left with no time or space to evade. This spiritual shock, the moment Brando just reacted, had gone straight into his world of thought.

Unfortunately, this time the ghost obviously found the wrong person.

Brando's will attributes have reached an appalling number after being strengthened by God's blood, even more so after implantation into the core of the lightning bolt, and the resulting will barrier is immune to most spells, let alone spiritual shocks.

The ghost struck Brando's will barrier like a 1000mm thick steel plate. Brando felt that someone was spying on him in the realm of will, and he couldn't help laughing. He looked at the spiritual ripples coldly as if he had hit an invisible wall and become torn apart, and then the backphage swept back ten times faster.

Brando glanced at each other cold and cold.

The ghost suddenly screamed a terrible scream, hugging his head and shaking it wildly. But to no avail, everyone heard a crisp ’click’ at the site, and then the monster's head burst like a glass ball.

Brando screamed badly and thought he'd see the legendary cerebral breakdown and the blood splashing all over the house. Of course, it doesn't matter if he gets there himself, but don't forget there are a few more ladies here, and maybe the day his head madman's name spread all over Ambethel.

But the next moment he saw the monster's head really like a crystal ball, all blown up with a piece of crystal, like a blade, flying around and dancing all over the house.

Brando hastily opened the conflict halo, and the crystal shard Tinker Bell ran into the magic shield and danced around, eventually not ending up blown up into a wasp nest.

And that aristocratic young man on the other side, Akr, was less fortunate, and he was looking at the fight in the house with amazement, and whoever thought that one of his men's faces had turned into a suicide attack, and when countless pieces of crystal exploded, he was almost completely blocked from Delphirie.

So I figured it out.

As soon as the crystal fragments burst, hundreds of sharp pieces of steel needles pierced his entire body, cut that handsome face into holes, and one even burst his eyeballs, making his right eye flow out of his orbit like a piece of rotten meat.

Akr, like a blood man, reacted as if he was stunned for a moment. He immediately screamed in bed with his face in his face. That terrible cry was like an animal sent to the slaughterhouse. It was not cold and chestnut.

Dilfrey, who was pressed into bed by him, didn't know where he was generating the strength to take the chance to push the guy away and struggle to jump out of bed. But she forgot she couldn't walk at all, fell off the edge of the bed and sturdy hit the floor. Boom, the countess was in tears.

Brando was heartbroken and hurried over to pull up Val Ferris and pull her behind his back. The Countess had no blood on her face, Cesar trembled, even the buttons on her chest had been opened, and she didn't even feel the light coming out. She didn't even have the strength to hold Brando's sleeve tightly. If Brando hadn't held her, the girl would have been paralyzed on the floor at any time.

“Are you all right? ”

“Mr. Brando… I…" Dilfiry seemed to have had a nightmare, tear marks on her cheeks were still dry, but she couldn't say a word more.

“Don't be afraid, I'm here.” Brando consoled.

He looked at the blood man who was crying in bed - in fact, Akram had completely stained the sheets, some cloth strips were stained on his wounds, and new wounds were ripped apart, causing more blood to pour out of the wounds. Soon the guy lost his strength screaming, and he was shaking in bed like he was scared to get involved in any tiny wound.

The cry also gradually became a painful whimper.

Obviously, this guy can't live. But Brando didn't have any sympathy in his heart, especially seeing Dilfiry like this now, he couldn't help but get angry, and if he could, he couldn't help but throw two more treatments at the guy so he could enjoy the ‘smell’ of pain before he died.

When Princess Griffin arrived on the second floor, she saw the scene in the room change and looked at Delphiry again, how could she not understand what was happening? “Animals.” Her Royal Highness spits the word cold.

“Who is he?” That's what Brando asked.

“I don't want to say the name of this guy, he's a bad animal. He's Baron Daller's only heir, not Dearfield's own brother, and you probably know who this guy is. ”

Princess Griffin looks cold at the blood man whimpering in the bed, then turns around and looks gently at Delphiry, comforting: "Delphiry, are you all right? ”

The Countess was quite strong in front of Brando, but when she saw her own little playmate, she couldn't help crying. Her Royal Highness hurried to hold her, offering her solace and giving Brando a look:

“When are you going to hold her? ”

That look means.

Brando slightly flashed.

“Let me get her dressed. You're making such a big scene here. The Harbor Guard will be here soon. Do you want Delphiry to be seen like this?” Her Royal Highness whispered.

Brando, this is sudden, hurrying to help the crying Countess into the princess's arms. He then glanced at the aristocratic teenager who had barely screamed in bed, before he had done so out of anger, not considering so much, but now it seemed that the scene was a little difficult to clean up. But it's the same guy who took it upon himself, otherwise why would he leave a breath to the other party first to find out what's going on?

Now, somehow kill a nobleman, don't even know what they're doing here.

But what really puzzled Brando was another thing, and he couldn't help but look inside. “What are you looking at?” Noting his gaze, Her Royal Highness asked acutely.

But Brando shook his head, hiding some speculation in his heart, but he wasn't sure. He pointed to the blood man in the bed and said, "Nothing. What about this guy? ”

“Leave it to me, Count, Your Highness. ”

A cold, icy voice plugged in. When Brando and Her Royal Highness turned around, they realized that Nia had come up and the knight looked at them with the requested eyes. When Brando saw those eyes filled with hatred and anger, he hesitated for a moment, but eventually nodded.

About five minutes later, a final cry came from Dilfrey's room and the sound stopped.

The movement of the Port Guard was clearly much slower than Her Royal Highness had expected, at least before they appeared, the Countess finally changed her clothes. Brando saw Delphiry sitting in a wheelchair with Princess Griffin, and it was clear that the Countess had not yet emerged from the previous nightmare, holding the cape staggered with her hands, as if she could get some comfort from it.

But at least she was able to speak normally, and the pale Countess looked up at Brando and said with gratitude, “Thank you, Mr. Brando. ”

“Nothing, so what the hell is going on?” Brando asked, he didn't believe the bastard had come from Swallow Castle just to rape his sister. Besides, at the end of the day, he heard Akr asking what Delphirie wanted, and he hid some speculation, but didn't dare to confirm it.

“You heard it,” the Countess blushed. She never dreamed that Brando would see such a shame. It was a disgrace to the family: "My brother… he came to me for the swordguard's ring. ”

“It's not your brother, it's just an animal.” The wrath of Princess Griffin still lingers: “The Swordguard's Ring is a royal gift of honor to the Swordguard's family, and it's appalling that the guy wants to get it by such shameless means. ”

Brando nodded, and he wasn't surprised that all that was left of Eruin's aristocracy was this shit. It's just that Dearfield's brother's tactics are too harsh to make such a tactic on a woman, especially her own sister, and it's just a waste of food to live in the world.

“How could Swallow Castle be such a mess?” He asked.

This time, Princess Griffin answered on her behalf: "This is normal, the Sword Constellation is broken, and some demon monsters hidden during the week will certainly take the opportunity to jump out of the wind. If they don't, it's doubtful. ”

Half-Pokémon Girl replied coldly, as if it were common. She is also very common, not only that, but also experienced it once in person. In the face of supreme power, affection is nothing but a veil torn apart.

“No," Brando shook his head: "I mean, did the Earl of Swanburg - Miss Delphiry's father lose control of the situation? If I recall correctly, Delphirie, you took the three strongest swordsmen from Swallow Castle, but your father must still have a private army, right? ”

“If the Earl of Swallow had a little control over his territory and subordinates, the guy wouldn't be arrogant either.” Brando didn't finish what he said. His Royal Highness the Diving Princess and Delphiry understood. If the Earl of Swanburg were still in power, Akr would not dare to go to Ambethel to speak up against Delphirie.

Although both Princess Dilfiry and Princess Griffin are girls, they were both born into aristocratic families and deeply rooted in aristocratic rules of struggle. They reacted immediately, but the Countess reacted first, and she looked anxiously: “Mr. Brando, you mean my father may have had an accident...? ”

“You don't have to be so nervous, Delphirie, those guys could be fox tigers.” Her Royal Highness shook her head to comfort her: “The temple is writing about something you can do with magic, which I know. I thought they couldn't lift any wind waves. I didn't expect to be negligent...”

“Is the Temple ready to pursue the responsibility of Delphiry's magic tricks?” It's the first time Brando's heard of it, and he's so hung up he's half dead. The demon was summoned by the temple itself, and the devil's armband was given to Delphiry himself. A Count of Delphiry Hall turned into something that she couldn't even walk on her own now because she could magic and sacrifice herself to save the entire harbor.

And now the bunch of bald donkeys are in trouble with her?

Brando took a deep breath and frowned so hard to bear the trouble of not immediately turning to the temple. He believed that Princess Griffin was not the kind of person who sacrificed others to look after the whole situation.

He looked at Her Royal Highness.

The half fairy princess sighed: "This is not what Lord Wood meant, it's just the jumping clowns below who collude with the northern aristocracy. Besides, the cause of this was the Krutz 'own fault, and I thought it was just a little trick that they made us sick, but it was misread by some people. ”

This particular person, obviously, is Barons Akr and Dahl. But Brando frowned.

Is that so?

“Dearfield,” he asked suddenly, "do you know your uncle? ”

“Well, quite familiar. He... is not very good out there, but is said to be a very capable person. He has been in disagreement with my father, but according to the family lesson in Swallow Castle, he is not allowed to own private armies except for the Count himself, so his contradiction with my father is only to the extent that he does not want to see each other.” Dilfiry frowned and replied. She's obviously thinking about something, too.

“Do you know what kind of minister he had before? ”

Brando asked.

“I don't know,” Delphirie shook her head: “I haven't seen the man Akr brought either. Nia may know something, she knows more about the movement of people in the territory than I do. ”

“I asked her. ”

Brando replied. But this time he changed his mind seriously: "I'm going to ask you one last question, Delphirie. ”

“What?”

“Has anything strange happened in the Swallow Castle area in the recent past, or something like a crystal forest? ”

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(PS: Something's going on today, I'm going out later, I'll continue tomorrow ~) (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.)