The Amber Sword

As if the ghost had made the gods worse, Brando had obeyed Nimaisi's orders to take the camp in place, but he had not brought Charles, Metisa or Hippamilla, but had followed Nimaisi into the Arather Forest alone. Two horses crossed the woodland at night, passing a flat hillside - the Weller hillside north of Brando's familiar shallow town - but soon the woods became thinner and wider, and in Brando's view, a silver-like trail paved between the woodlands. It's actually a reflection of the moonlight, the silver moon emptying, depicting the edges of the cedar paraffin, the dead leaves piling up in layers below.

The female rider Myoman's back was always in front of Brando, keeping pace and silent. But Brando finally pressed his intransigent doubts, and he marched close to two people, “What exactly do you want, Ms. Nimatis?”

The female knight slowed down the ride and didn't answer back: "I told you, I know where the Crystal Deer is.” Her voice was like a mountain fountain, flowing.

This is not the answer Brando wanted, he wanted another one: "But how would you know...? ”

This place is already very close to a valley in his memory called the San Silver Valley, where there are many blooming moonlight flowers. But more importantly, there's a more beautiful and fascinating creature living there.

Folklore around Arather tells us that a charming crystal stag lives in the forest, and every full moon night it strolls between the woods and swallows the moonlight. Few people have ever seen it, but hunters who happen to meet it will have good luck within the next month.

After all, the legend is only that the Crystal Taurus in Amber Sword are actually just an elemental creature from the surface of the water element, a small amount of which is found in Warnde, where they live mostly in the Alasser Forest, the Droppin Hill area, south of the frosted forest. Their food is pure magic, so at the full moon of magic, these fascinating creatures migrate in the direction of magic flowing through the forest.

This is a grade 55 elemental organism with simple ‘healing’ elements. It is worth mentioning that they are not as peaceful as the legendary stories, that the crystal stag has a strong sense of territory and tends to launch aggressive attacks against intruders. And they also act with frost demons in the forest, so they're not a good prey for capture.

But there is often only one element of the carburetor task north of Manowell: obtaining the crystallized blood of a crystalline stag.

The point is, how does she know all this?

The knight's side overhead, the milk-like moonlight outlines the curve of her side face; she looks at him, with bright reflections in her eyes, but calm: “I also know you want crystallized blood. ”

Brando grabbed the knuckles of the reins and got a little white: "Who the hell are you? ”

“Equivalence exchange, before I answer your question, I'm going to ask you a question.” Nimaisie turned around and continued to move slowly on the horse's back, her voice was very light and gentle, as if describing an irrelevant matter.

“…” Brando was silent and had a mess in his head, and he tried to sort out a clue from it. But all the questions were concentrated, and he asked with some hesitation: "… you ask. ”

“There are some people racing, at a time when the riders outrank the original second, and he is now the second. ”

Brando didn't expect Nimmasis to ask such a strange question, and he didn't even think about it and said, “First place? ”

Ni Maisey chuckled: “I get it. You're Sophie, right? ”

Brando was like a stone stuck on his horse's back, staring at the knight, his teeth rattling. That name seems to have been squeezed out of his throat: "White... sister? ”

Nimaisie stopped and glanced at him.

“I'm not her. ”

“It's impossible!” Brando was a little restless, and he almost recognized each other - otherwise why would Nimatis not exist in history, why would he look exactly like his sister, and why would he know who he was?

But why wouldn't she admit it?

“But I know her--” Nimaisie replied softly.

Brando smiled slightly, Nimaisi's tone was very quiet, as if to calm his agitated heart, and he looked at the woman somewhat bewildered - this familiar shadow: “What the hell is going on? ”

“I don't know...” Nimais sighed in a shadow: “But I'm glad I guessed correctly. If you don't feel bored and tasteless, I can tell you about myself...”

“Go ahead.” Brando was trying to contain his emotions, and he felt like he was going crazy.

“I started dreaming from memory, some weird, ridiculous dreams. Sometimes, in dreams, I dream that the kingdom is overthrown and everything is in flames. Sometimes I dream of me becoming someone else - a dream in which I am like a bystander, but still struggling with an obscure fate, and finally history falls on the same path…" Nimaisi slowly recounts her past and her tone becomes a little low: “… In that history, I knew your sister. ”

Brando seemed to wake up from a dream, and the first sentence was, "That's impossible! ”

“Of all her members, only you are the dumbest. Of all the intellectual Q&As, you're always wrong. But her favorite member is you, because you're simple, ideal, like a blank piece of paper.” Nimatis replied, "I guess more or less who you are, but until today, I'm not sure who you are - Sophie. ”

Brando held the reins tight and stared at the woman.

“If you're not her, why are you telling me this?” His voice is kind of like being sucked out of his soul...

'Cause I'm scared. ”

“Afraid? ”

“In my dreams, I've seen many strange landings. I didn't know they were real, they were fake. But until this dream started to come true, and I started to fear that the end came, I gave myself a name —— Nimaise. In my memory fragment of that dream minority, this word represents revenge, and I hope to be able to resist my own destiny. ”

“Wait...” Brando seemed to be listening to a fantastic story, and he found himself listening to what Nimatis had said, which corresponded exactly to what had happened in the last world. But when he wanted to talk, he was interrupted by a knight: "Don't interrupt. ”

The knight continued: "Because of this desire, I came to the princess. But I found my thoughts somewhat wishful, and I joined the King's Party, but as I saw in my dreams. Neither can the Royal Party stop this from happening. Eruin is like a ship sinking in a storm, letting everyone on the ship just watch it be pulled into the vortex center...”

Speaking of which, she stopped: "Do you believe me? ”

Brando felt no less at this moment than he did the day Bucci crossed, and his brain was the same slurry. He implicitly felt that there was some connection, but he couldn't grasp a clue. Hearing the knight's question, he nodded hard: “This is a fantastic story, but...”

“But you believe that, right, because you've been through a part of it yourself.” Nimatis asked quietly, and this question gave Brando a thrill.

He's staring at her.

“Because this is the same opportunity for me," Nimacees did not shy away from Brando's eyes, "until one day, I discovered that everything had started to slip away from its original trajectory. ”

“… from what day.” Brando had actually guessed something, but he asked in an almost ghostly tone, his voice trembling a little.

“Since the day Groudin died. ”

Brando shuddered slightly.

As if the knight had never said so much in her life, she took a soothing breath, "Do you understand, Mr. Brando? I know you're the only chance to change this, and you're the only one who can keep Eruin out of the way. Because I understand that you and I have been through the same history--”

“Although I don't understand your history, maybe you have the same dream as me, but at least I understand your thoughts.” She turned around and looked at him with a bright eye: "You won't let it happen again, will you? ”

Brando riding silently on the horse's back, not answering at the moment.

“Why are you telling me this?” Half a dozen, he asked the same question as before.

“Because I want to help you--”

Nimmasis replied.

“Help me? ”

“That dream was clear and vague, and it gave me some insignificant information. Although I can't even remember when the war between Eruin and Madara broke out, I can't tell who the enemy is, who the friend is, and there's a diaphragm between history and me ——” She paused a little: “But, you know, she knows more than you do. I can help you, Brando. ”

“Like now?” Brando took a gentle breath. He knew that Nimaisi was right. Sister knew more than he did. Before Mao Lin, he was a thoroughbred rookie. And a lot of his information about the years before that came from the record after that on the forum.

But before the first Black Rose War, Sister was already a senior leader.

He just didn't think that even in the other world, she would still stand next to him, just like before that.

Brando suddenly felt a little astringent in the corner of his eyes, and he blinked: “Can you remember everything, Ms. Nimatis? ”

“I can't,” the knight replied calmly, "but I can at least remember some of it. ”

“That's enough,” Brando smiled, feeling completely calmed down. He stopped Malay and reached out to each other: "It was a pleasure to work with Martha as a witness. ”

Nimaisie stopped, too. This is a generic form of player formation in the game, and she shrugged it slightly, as if it were a bit of an isolated feeling.

But she just reached out and gently touched Brando's finger: "It was a pleasure working with you, but don't try to take advantage of me--”

Brando: "…”

… (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.)