The Amber Sword

The shallow water town has been situated quietly on the West Bank of Lake Valentin for centuries since its establishment for Count Hartinger in the Revelation Year, north of Fort Kurk, the capital of the Goran-Elsen province, into its intersection with Lantoniland and Vieiro.

Goran-Elson's coniferous forests, which have been stretching north, present a very different landscape, with vast expanses of cedar in the woodlands, and although it has been the summer of the recent season, the horse squads down the tree canopy as they cross Interforest Boulevard.

The closer it is to shallow water towns, the more evident the signs of so-called 'late spring' in the northern part of Vieira, where hot summers find no trace, but rather the signs of a resurgence of everything are delayed in the area.

The air in the forest is also cold at the end of winter, the sky is covered with dull gray chest, like a layer of lime stirred over the clouds by Geist, the god in charge of the sky by the mountain people; Brando sits on the back of his horse and looks up, the woods are bare, the trunks of the trees are fine branches extend like dense hemp to the spider web of the sky, the buds in the New Year's Eve are covered with a thin layer of plush, a few dead leaves left at the end of last year quietly draped beneath these sprouts, distant looks like dry puffy shaking slightly in the cold wind.

But this is not the month of recovery, but the scene of a hot August in late summer.

This kind of wonder surprises everyone in the team. Time is clearly the moon of the flames, but it looks like winter and spring. Phyllas rode the horse at the front of the team and exclaimed, “Are all these scenes caused by that so-called frosty forest? ”

His loud voice echoed in the woods, shocking a gray deer in the woods, which made the guide in front very uncomfortable. It is unfortunate to pass on in the forest to annoy those holy spirits who prefer tranquillity, and these noble children are so ignorant and reckless.

These local hunters, however, have not come to terms with aristocratic theory for such a thing, so they have had little to do with each other along the way.

For Phyllas, the lucky knight from the Cruz Empire, Mr. Knight, is now finally out of his ranks, and a dozen days of prison life has bored him. However, he did not care about the previous experience, considering it a misunderstanding, so that his indulgent character earned him the fondness of all, as he was treated as a guest when he was released from prison.

But the other Miss Delphine was stubborn, although she could not end up in a water jail - either under Freya's persuasion, or out of consideration for not letting him have enemies on all sides, Antitina secretly locked the Prime Minister's grand gold in the upper bunker and separated it from the other prisoners.

The following week, she was taken away by Veronica's men, but the lady had no remorse before the trip and verbally scolded Brando.

For such a stubborn lunatic, Brando really had nothing to say but leave Veronica to deal with herself, and if the corps lady was smart enough, he felt that she should be sent home as soon as possible.

Phyllis looked around and suddenly strained his horse and stopped, and he turned back and asked, "Count, how far is it from the frost forest? ”

Laurena frowned and Brando answered step by step: "It's still far away, I checked the map. At least a week's journey.”

“So far!” Phyllas was surprised: “It's almost the distance the leaves lead to the alfalfa wilderness, according to our itinerary. It's like saying that a mutation in the Four Leaf Forest could affect the guy named Faina? ”

He started with a stubborn metaphor, and he sighed: "At this distance you can change the climate, didn't the frost forest center freeze trees into ice crystals? ”

“Almost.” Brando replied that although he had only been to the Frost Forest once, he was impressed there. Plus I've seen a lot of relevant tactics since then, so I can barely say what I know.

The maze of frosty forests, although named after the forest, is actually a glacier, or even an iceberg. Those cold monsters were more than he had ever seen in St. Osor's and Fine Zan's.

“Terrible,” Phyllis couldn't help but fight the cold war: “Are we going to stick our heads in that freezing forest over there? Don't buy cold clothes along the way or something? ”

“Already have, Mr. Firas.” Metissa rode the unicorn behind Brando, smiling and answering. She also glanced at the only wagon in the centre of the team, full of supplies.

After the little prince was assigned to run beside the van, he tried to keep the carriage smooth on the path of the pit with the hired local caravans. Everyone listened to him there with a crisp raw voice and shouted at the four hairy dwarf beasts, but the four animals did not listen to him, only the eight eyes looked at him with a contempt.

This scene is really intolerable. It's kind of funny and it's kind of sympathetic.

But luckily Haruze was getting used to it. He raised his head and wiped a sweat. His face was red and he was wearing a brand-new leather coat with a long sword behind his back. It looks like a young knight who went to the great nobleman's house to serve, and there's the image of a little prince who used to wear a gown.

“Oh, I remember.” Phyllis, this is a sudden nod.

“Phyllis.” Brando turned around this time and asked, "Have you ever done winter hunting in your hometown? I hear that the Balano area is surrounded by some of the most well-developed areas of the Empire. Pesa and Fliers are commercial towns, and few forests exist in your father's area, right? ”

“The Count is truly literary,” Ferraston said of himself, adding a certain fondness to this Count Tonigal - and Brando was right, apparently very knowledgeable about geography. He immediately opened the box: "Exactly, but I haven't been on a winter hunt either. On several occasions, I was invited with my father to the flower collar, where I participated in a winter hunt held by the Grand Duke of Flowers. After all, winter hunting is an important activity for nobility, both traditional and important social activity. That's where I met Laurena--”

“So that's it.” When Brando saw the lady knight blushing, he knew what Phyllis was saying. He sighed in his heart, turning out to be a green plum bamboo horse, no wonder Phyllas defeated many challengers to win the beauty home. Plus this guy's character isn't bad, barely forcing him to have some personal charm, at least compared to the noble offspring, so no wonder Laurena chose him.

He nodded on the back of his horse as if he had inadvertently said: "Actually, Mr. Firas could have considered our operation a hunt, but our opponents were more dangerous. ”

“Really?” Fellas seems to be in the spirit: “The Count said," I feel like I'm leaping to try. ”

“That's good," Brando smiled slightly. When Charles saw his lord's smile, he understood that some people were about to fall into the pit, and he couldn't help but look at the young man with some sympathy: “I have a pity for you, Mr. Firas. If you don't mind, the task of cleaning the battlefield and tidying up the spoils of war will be left to you. ”

“Ah?” Phyllas revealed an unexpected splendor, in which only the most noble guests had the right to be the first to contact and distribute prey. He never dreamed that the legendary lord could see him that way - you know, it's probably unlikely that the other side would care about his identity, because just half a month ago Brando had mercilessly imprisoned him and the Imperial Chancellor for a thousand dollars, and it was obvious that the name Cruz Empire was worthless to the Count. But it was precisely because of this contrast that he felt somewhat flattered to reply: "Now that the Lord loves, it is better to honor me than to obey him. ”

The young man was apparently held by Brando for a while, and he didn't even know what his name was.

Laurena looked at her fiancé and couldn't help shaking her head before looking up to Brando and saying, "Thank you very much for your attention, Count. ”

“It's okay.”

Brando appeared courteous and saluted, with a faint cloud on his face. In fact, he was laughing in his heart, and he didn't bring the couple to rendezvous with Veronica or anything. After all, he still had the same luck as Martha's own son, and Flo's red hand was probably nothing compared to the luckiest knight in Cruz's history - not to mention that his sister in the wild elves didn't seem happy to help him now.

He can almost imagine the future of vast financial resources. Had it not been for Phyllis, the eldest son of Prince Cruz, he would have been eager to keep him permanently.

Of course, he doesn't necessarily have that in mind right now.

And with this conversation between Brando and Phyllis, the atmosphere in the motorcade suddenly grew and the conversation gradually became much more casual. But Brando noticed an exception, and he turned around —— the convoy was walking down the avenue with a clanging voice, admiring the shadows, passing through the branch afternoon sun after noon and dyeing the entire woodland into a dream color. But between the crowd, Freya was riding alone at the edge of the team, as if it were an independent world, with her head down, holding the tablet in her hand and looking over and over.

It's a stone slab stained with wind cream, and the brown and yellow surfaces are covered with coarse grains, kind of like the weathered granite on the Kramassou plains. On the front and back of the slab, a mysterious symbol is painted with white paint, which itself appears to be very easily faded lime, but the opposite is proven by hand wiping, apart from which Freya has not seen anything unusual from it for several days.

She doesn't know why Brando gave her this tablet and said that this is what belongs to her, and one day she'll find out the secrets and all that. But since those days, the tablet has remained a tablet, and nothing has changed. The teenage girl couldn't help but frown slightly, but didn't wonder if it was another prank by Brando - he always seemed to like to joke about himself.

But the young girl from the Bucci countryside hesitated repeatedly and eventually did not have to throw the tablet away. What if it's true? This is what Brando gave her herself, so far away - the two of them.

And so she held the stone a little hard, and for a while she couldn't help but go out of God. Didn't even notice someone approaching her. Brando gently touched the elbow of this future goddess of martial arts, "Freya? ”

“Hmm?” The familiar voice turned a young girl's spirits back and shocked her. “Brenda, Brando, what's wrong? ”

Brando frowned and looked at the future goddess of martial arts. Of course, her panicked attitude could not be hidden from anyone, "What are you thinking? ”

“I'm... I'm just trying to figure out the secret to this rock, Brando. What is this?” Freya's face was slightly red, and of course she was embarrassed to say that she had already thought about it. Fortunately, however, the country girl was still a little anxious, busy holding up the tablet in her hand and questioning.

Brando looked at the tablet in her hand, which was called the key on some occasions in The Sword of Amber, but it was actually a replica of the tablet of war - most of which circulated between Minor or more distant prehistoric civilizations to document the true message of the tablet of war.

But there are also ancient secrets, some of which are information about history, humanities, and wars before the Saints' War, where players discovered many of these tablet fragments, and most of the background records about Tumen, Dark Dragons, and Saints' Wars were deciphered by players.

It's just that he gave Freya a very different piece...

In the game, this tablet has deep roots with Freya.

In that turbulent history - the goddess of martial arts, which represents recognition and praise for Freya's strength - it was not the title given to the goddess by the players of Eruin, nor even the self-proclaimed title of the kingdom, which was given to her even by her enemies, from Cruz to St. Osor and even in Madara.

This is certainly not just for personal charm. The vast majority of these factors are due to Freya's martial arts imprint.

The mark on her forehead, like a holy flame, appears whenever the goddess of martial arts is in a critical moment or at the best of her ability, accompanied by huge wings of light. In this state, the power of the goddess tends to increase in geometric order.

About this sign is said to have first appeared in a fight at the Royal Knights College - which is one of the main reasons why he insisted on sending Freya to the Royal Knights College. Since then, the stamp of the goddess of martial arts has become more and more frequent, and in the midst of the battles of thousands or even tens of thousands of people, it is obviously impossible to conceal this secret.

In its original history, Freya was the first player to announce this power in the first battle against the North. After that, the title of the Goddess of Martial Arts followed her, but in addition, more players began to look for the secrets hidden in it.

And what ultimately cracked the secret was the player who discovered the tablet. Brando doesn't even remember the player's ID yet, but clearly remembers the beginning and end of the whole thing.

Shortly after the Second Black Rose War, more and more war tablet replicas were widely discovered everywhere, and players began spontaneously deciphering what was on the tablet, while the history of the Battle of the Saints appeared more and more clearly before everyone.

But from this tablet that was discovered from Tonigal, the player who was discovered interpreted a completely different record. It is not about the history of the wartime of the saints, nor about a war or a myth, but about the existence of the Stamp of the Goddess of Martial Arts.

And at the end of the tablet, there is also implicit reference to methods of activating the bloodline of the goddess of martial arts.

The player who discovered the tablet initially thought it was a task item that had gained premium blood, but after he tried everything he could to still not get the next task, he finally thought of the Eruin goddess. So he sent his experience to the forum with what was on this tablet, and shortly afterwards, the tablet was bought at a high price by others, and then passed on to Freya.

Brando remembers that it was supposed to be the silver year of the first century, and shortly thereafter, the Eruin goddess of martial arts acquired the ability to enter the state of the goddess of martial arts freely.

Until she died in battle...

But seriously, Brando himself doesn't know how to use this tablet. He also learned of the original location of the tablet and some subsequent experiences based on information circulated online.

But at least he's convinced that this is the thing, and it's bound to work for Freya. And he thought, "Do you believe me, Freya? ”

“I... of course I believe you, Brando.” Freya flashed slightly, then seemed to understand what Brando meant; she looked at the tablet in her hand and nodded helplessly: “I get it, I'll put it away. ”

“You don't have to think too much, maybe at some point you'll discover its secrets.” Brando grabbed the reins and drove alongside the Goddess of Martial Arts, but he could only comfort Freya in her troubles.

“Brando... you speak more and more like Roman's aunt. ”

“You just say I'm getting more and more like a god stick, okay, I can take it.” Brando answered somewhat helplessly.

Freya sniffed and looked at him, smiling at him, "But it's good that you haven't changed at all. Sometimes I'm afraid you'll become noble, and you won't be that Brando anymore.” The young girl from the Butch countryside turned back and said quietly.

“I haven't changed, but you've changed," Brando nodded. “It's more mature. ”

“Where... where is it?” The goddess of martial arts is a little blushed.

“You couldn't say that before, you probably would say," Brando, how are you getting weird! ”

“Brando... you, you are going too far..."

… (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.)