The Amber Sword

“So what the hell is going on here?” Ovina was still on her knees, one hand rubbing her arms and frowning, asking; the body of the girl's energy appeared to be cast in platinum, and the white iris in her eyes was like a translucent ring, which only occasionally made people guess what was in her mind when it contracted slightly - she was clearly angry now.

“The reason is simple," Brando smiled, his voice echoing in the dark, with some playful meaning. He suddenly raises his hand behind Sy and pushes the girl standing in the shadow, "Lord Ovina, have you heard of the fairy's golden apple? ”

Sy seemed a little rushed, and she looked back at her lord with surprise. But Brando shook her head, suggesting she didn't have to be nervous. He did so in the hope that Sydney would impress Ovina more, because Ovina would surely choose the heir to the holy gun canopy among the three, he himself was more skilled in swordsmanship, and William's identity and profession were not suitable to be heirs to the gun of Tian Qing, so he preferred Ovina to choose Sydney as the heir to the canopy.

The point is, he hopes to give Sy courage and confidence so that the mountain girl understands that no one in the world has to rely on others. He hopes that Sydney will have her own ideas and destiny to pursue her own ideals.

A Sy who stood behind him forever, seemed like a silent shadow, even though he was called soft. But that's why he wants girls to understand that there's no such thing as humble origins in the world, rural girls from Butch, who can be the hopes and guardians of many in an age.

Only self-confidence and effort are the driving forces behind the progress of every individual in civilization and order.

Ovina took a closer look at Sy, her pupils like burning platinum flames, her eyebrows like stretched flames, slightly wrinkled, “Is that true?” She closed her eyes and sniffed a little: “Turns out, it does have the characteristic smell of the fairies. Residents of the Fairy Township of Valenya have been studying ways to change their destiny for a long time. I didn't expect them to succeed, but it was just breaking the law. The course of chaos still does nothing... I am too careless. ”

Ovina said an unnamed word, and then she opened her eyes and looked at Sy, and then at Brando: "I heard her call you Lord. Is she one of your men? ”

“Oh no,” Brando thought Ovina was going to take revenge and quickly explained, “barely counts. ”

“Barely?” Ovina stared suspiciously at Brando and the tone was slightly prolonged.

Brando shrugged and quickly organized the language: “Around because I had helped her in difficult times, so nominally, Sy is now with me as my guardian. Of course, you can think of me as Pinto, but anyway, my contract with her will remain in place until she thinks she's paid me back.”

“Lord.” Sy turned back and whispered, "Brando's self-deprecation clearly made her a little nervous.

Brando hastily made eyes at her.

Ovina glanced at the two of them a little disdainfully: "That's awkward, but I can't see you're still a little kind. But don't you think it's too inappropriate for me to acknowledge her, not just because she's weak —— because it's not the key, it's not the heart of the strong. How can you realize your beliefs if you are not confident and unable to face yourself? Perhaps even the faith itself is lost, Tianqing's gun in her hand will only bury me. ”

She stared at Sy, who quietly lowered her head.

And then Ovina turned her head and looked at Brando with some admiration: "It's you, though you can't hit it yet, but you already have some potential. Also... Otherwise the guy wouldn't have picked you, would he? So don't you see that you have a temperament that doesn't fit into the world? … and it is because of this temperament that it is possible to change history. Why don't you think about making a deal with me to be the new master of the dome, man? ”

Brando was slightly stunned, and he didn't expect Ovina to approve of himself. But he sighed and shook his head: “You are wrong, Lord Ovina, no one is born strong, no one is born to change the world. But all the time, everyone changes themselves for what. As long as there is something important in your heart to protect, anyone can be strong, and the strength and weakness of this world has never been a constant factor. ”

“I've seen Sy angry for her dead companion. And because of that anger, I'm sure she can do it —— Shh, look up. You defeated Lord Ovina, and you are equally eligible for the Tianqing Gun.” Brando commanded firmly and seriously.

Sydney shuddered slightly, and she bit her lips and raised her head to look at Brando. She knew that it was a Sky Blue Gun, the most brilliant of the legends, and Her Royal Highness, the Lord, and even the Earl of Swallow Castle, there were many more qualified than she to pick up the holy gun that had smashed the heavenly dome.

Her Royal Highness is brave, Lord Lord is righteous, Miss Delphiry is determined and full of ideals, and everyone here seems to be better than her. The dome could belong to any one of them, but how could it be her?

But even so, there was still a glimmer of gratitude deep down in her eyes. That gratitude is due to recognized emotion.

The darkness was temporarily controlled by solitude and the silence spread.

William stood beside the three of them, revealing an intriguing look in his wise eyes beneath his silver eyebrows, as if it were none of his business, but occasionally sweeping dust on his long sleeves with his fingers. As a Sorcerer, he was not interested in the attribution of Tianqing's gun.

Ovina couldn't help but groan about the fact that she was beaten by such a little girl. She had to look at Brando with some irritation: "Do you really want her to pick up the dome? ”

“No? ”

“There are many others in the lobby who are even better suited than her. That half-Pokémon girl, she's calm, and she's coming with you to the merchant-dressed little woman, of noble descent. A few more, though not as good as these two, are at least much better than her.” Ovina frowned, "I can't figure it out. ”

“I know that, but I still prefer Sy. ”

“You…” Lightning Girl Knot: “Why? ”

“Because it's mediocre, that's why cocoons can be turned into magic. At some point in the past, the Tianqing knights had smashed the heavens with holy guns, causing the stars to fall to the ground and eventually bringing about the age of mortals. Lord Ovina, the Tianqing Gun represents an endless struggle in the epic of the Cruz people, and even a more humble existence can stand at its peak. ”

“That is why the age of mortals has its colours.” Brando replied slowly.

Ovina lost her voice for a moment and she stared at Brando.

The clapping applause finally sounded, and William patted his hand gently. “Well said, the age of silver and gold is long gone, and mortals must finally take control of their own destiny. Lord Ovina, in fact, none of us here are seriously qualified to inherit the Tianqing gun, but by comparison, sometimes it's a coincidence. ”

“This... okay, I get it. ”

Ovina sighed and stood up from the ground. She looked at Sy and reached out, “You're lucky, little girl. Come on, reach out and let me see what you think. ”

Sydney hesitated slightly and looked back at Brando. But Brando nodded slightly at her.

“Mm-hmm." The Mountain Girl finally seemed to have all the courage, and she bit her lip and stretched out her hand to put it in Owena's hand.

Ovina closed her eyes and her sword-like eyebrows finally flattened, revealing a quiet look on her face for the first time.

“Is this your past, better than I thought? ”

“But only a temporary setback is not an excuse for people to be weak. Sky Blue Gun is to guard the blade of the universe, Sy - the breakdown of the dome, the fall of the stars, is the history of man's conquest of destiny. Can you feel the courage contained in all this? ”

“Mmm…”

“You want to protect?” Ovina suddenly asked.

Then a brief silence.

Sy didn't answer, but after a while, Ovina suddenly opened her eyes. She somehow looked back at Brando, the strange meaning of those white golden eyes, making Brando look slight.

But when he looked back, Ovina had closed her eyes again.

“Open your heart and accept me, Sy--” Ovina said.

“From this day forward to the final day.” Sy repeated.

“Contract established! ”

A column of white light, the green halo spreads from the darkness, as if it were an invisible wind, lifting up the mountain girl. Sy suddenly shouted as she saw Ovina turning into the purest white light in front of herself, blending into her chest.

Everyone saw this scene...

Of all people, only about the most complex is Makaro, bound to the wall by lightning, and he probably can't figure out why Brando gave up his chance to make a pact with Tianqing's gun and give this archaic artifact to his own, not-so-extraordinary adopted daughter.

Her Royal Highness frowned slightly, but quickly released.

Delphirie was curious, and the only one of all people who liked it was the businessman lady, who was firmly tied to lightning. It's not that Ovina treats her differently, it's that the businesswoman is so dishonest, and none of the legacies of those witches in her bag are anything that makes people feel small.

But even so, Roman was happy to say to the white mist on his shoulder, "I knew Sy would be the best fit, and I bet with Brando last night. Because the only one of us with a gun is Cecil, right? That ‘I’ is really brainless, unlike Miss Ben, who was smart enough to guess the result. ”

“Sheesh, she matches that gun so beautifully! I have to borrow it from her sometime! ”

White fog fogged a debt, so lazy to answer her, and to remind the businesswoman that Metisa was also using a gun. Although Metisa was a spiritual spirit, I'm sure Roman never thought of it that far.

And on the other side, in the dark, as if the endless light had dissipated, Ovina had been transformed into a thousand lightning bolts, white gold bolts converging in Sy's hand and the light faded away, leaving only a shiny long gun.

Look closely, it's the holy gun canopy.

Holding the pale green holy gun like a jade, Sydney didn't react at once: "Ovina... My lord? ”

The holy gun in his hand buzzed.

“This is…”

“This is her,” Brando said, walking forward and staring carefully at the legendary holy gun: "Ovina is the will of the holy gun, but your power is too faint to feel her presence for a moment, I'm afraid. ”

As he said, he raised his head. Because of the loss of the constraints of Ovina's power, the lightning cage that binds the hall dissipates, and the rest of the magic slowly falls with all the people on it, falling three miles from Brando.

The first businesswoman to land immediately made a surprise call: "Brando!” Then rushed this way.

“Lord. ”

“Brando. ”

“Mr. Brando.” Thereafter Metisa, Charles, Freya and Princess Griffin gathered with the three of them, all of whom, of course, for the first time and without exception, fell on the ‘dome’ in Sydney's hands.

This is the weapon that broke through the dome in ancient mythology.

Roman couldn't help winking, curious, “Brando, is this gun really as powerful as the legend says? ”

Is this gun really as powerful as the legend?

This is undoubtedly a question in everyone's mind, even Brando. He thought about it and walked up and put his hand in Sy's hand over the blade of the heavenly dome. Sy looked up at him slightly, doubtfully: “Lord...? ”

Brando did not immediately reply and he had seen a light green light screen stretching out on the blade:

Dome

Attack: 112-147

+45 Strength, +45 Smart, +45 Physique, +45 Bloodline, +45 Perception

Additional Skills:

Fate: The legend of time accumulating on a gun, like an ancient fate curses its enemies. Any target hit by a holy gun will continue to bleed from the curse, causing 11 o'clock damage per second, which can be repeatedly superimposed.

Heaven: Pure wind elements surround the blade of the gun, and the person holding this gun can summon the power of thunder. Each time a gun is attacked, the force of thunder can be replicated to deal equivalent damage to enemies in any direction, and the number of lightning bolts depends on the magic value of the gun holder.

Artifact Field:

Undefeated Destiny: Invisible forces shelter holy guns, and any level of power lower than that of the gunman himself is attenuated by 90 percent. (The ability to change fate is immune to this effect)

Brando slightly squinted his eyes when he saw the row properties.

… (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.)