The Amber Sword

It is already dawn time for Brando and Nimmassis to return to the camp, the sky has dimmed, the stars are glowing and the sky is pale. The lake was bred with a line of gold and the first dawn was coming out of the cocoon beneath the lake.

Just out of the woods, the two of them heard a delightful cry: "Sister Nimatis, Brando! ”

When Brando heard this sound, he raised his head and Freya sat in the morning light on a rock that was high and saw them first. She wrapped her hands around her knees and rubbed her red-haired eyes when she saw them. She looked asleep for a night, but finally let go of her worried look.

He smiled slightly, although his mind had not yet returned from the series of events that had taken place last night, seeing this young girl from the Bucci countryside was a very friendly and warm feeling at last.

“Your turn to watch the night again? ”

Freya jumped off the rock, and the color was a little unnatural, so she couldn't say she was worried. She nodded, um. But I can't fool Nimmasis, the knight looked at her.

The girl blushed slightly and looked around Brando, "Is it going well?” Brando and Nimaisi are known to go into the woods to hunt for crystal stags, and although most people have never heard of what a crystal stag is, there is a slight curiosity about him returning to her empty-handed.

In Freya's impression, nothing he couldn't do. In her heart, he was both the unsurpassed reserve militia of Butch and the young noble son who led us out of the siege, and later he became Lord of Tonigal, helping His Royal Highness defeat Anrek and the Grand Duke of Sifah.

The Count Tonigle, who is now before her, is no longer the same powerful figure as Eruin, and even someone as tall in her eyes as Sir Makaro and Lord Ovewell, would not dare to speak tall in front of him.

The princess trusts him, and there are even rumors outside that he is the new noble, future minister of the kingdom. But Brando didn't look like a shelf in front of her, which made her feel a little closer.

But she's still dissatisfied —— doesn't this guy know he's already an Earl? In her mind, the Count was supposed to be serious and laughable, so she was a little angry to see Brando hanging around. But then my heart softened again, and I said, "It's okay, I think there's still a chance —— me, I've seen the map, it'll take days to get through the Arather Forest. ”

Brando watched this future lady of Wushu speak incessantly in front of herself and couldn't help but laugh: “What are you thinking, did I tell you it didn't work? ”

“Ah?” Freya stopped for a moment.

Brando especially likes to see this future lady of Wushu look stunned in front of herself with a slight opening of her mouth. He continued with a smile: "Do you know what I went to hunt crystal stags for? ”

Freya shook her head, how did she know? The aristocrats love to hunt, which in her view is a luxury hobby. But like winter hunting in the Goran-Elson, it is true that there is little intersection with the ordinary inhabitants of the Butch countryside.

Brando smiled slightly, and he deliberately surprised the silly lady, so he stretched out his hand flat, palms upwards, a silver flame rising along his palm lines, slowly weaving upwards. The silver flames are like a fine line, interwoven in bunches to form a beautiful spiral.

Freya couldn't help but stare at this scene, and now she's not the rural girl who doesn't know anything about it - before the Black Rose War, the most powerful presence in her mind, probably those cavalry scouts in the story told by veteran captain Mano. In those stories, the cavalry scouts can actually tie hands with Madara's pale riders, and the brilliant battles and bypassing of enemy lines can make all listeners hear each time.

But then she realized that the most elite soldiers in those regiments were only the strength of the Black Iron Peak. Even the Lord's Guardian Knight is no less silver than she is now. But in a year and a half, she's gone even further than she ever wanted to be.

After Autumn this year, Her Royal Highness is said to personally seal the cavalry of the cadets. Until then, Freya probably wouldn't have dreamed of becoming a nobleman in her lifetime.

But none of this compares to her surprise at this moment.

Because the silver flame that Brando burned in his hand was not anything else, it was the spark of the law, the line of the law. In Warnde's world, those who are able to indoctrinate are seen to have crossed the boundaries of the universe and stood at the threshold of the path to sage and truth.

None of these people are historically named.

But Brando was only 21.

“Brando, this is...” Freya frowned slightly, and there was both joy and a slight apprehension in her divine tone for Brando. She was worried that Brando seemed to have taken another step forward, while still wandering, and that she was afraid that one day she would not be able to keep up with him and be left far behind.

Brando once said he would stop and wait for her, but how long he would wait, and she remembered that he also said he couldn't stop and wait for her to move on. Freya's mind is complicated for a time.

Brando did not seem to have noticed the hesitation in the mind of the young girl from Butch, who nodded at her with encouragement.

“You really have the elements of chemistry... but you... I remember the heroes in" Eruin History, Duke of Jurano, Lord Thornflower... ”Freya looked at him stubbornly, as if a more than historical hero existed in front of her, making her a little unacceptable for a moment:“ Even your grandfather Darius wasn't so young when he had the elements of chemistry... ”

“Never again, Freya -" Brando said.

Young people are so confident, even slightly arrogant, that Freya is slightly flashed. In the memory of a teenage girl, Brando she knew never seemed so arrogant.

Not far away, Laurena and her fiancé Phyllis stepped out of the camp and couldn't help but see the scene. Both eyes fell on Brando.

Of all people, only Nimaisi glanced lightly at Brando.

Brando looked at Freya and didn't answer, but the words in his heart seemed to have been hidden for a long time. Earlier King Ecker founded Eruin, and in those days it was the kingdom that he was going to defend. His enemies are the Cruz, or the wind elves of St. Osor-- ”

All those gathered under that glorious flag participated in the war, and everything the ancient nobles had won was now at their feet.

But to this day, Eruin has suffered too much. Perhaps, like Nimmasis, he had a strange dream - to see an ageing kingdom slip into the abyss and her people struggle to death, but ultimately to no avail.

As if touching his eyes, Nimaisie twisted her body uneasy, wrinkling her elongated eyebrows.

But Brando's eyes have crossed her, as if through Lake Valentine. He saw a dark nascent empire rising in the far west. This war will be an opportunity for His Majesty, the ruthless Emperor, to clear his last stumbling block.

Then the next step, its cane points to Eruin. The big tide is raging, and the crystal stag Marlowe sees just the tip of the iceberg. The darkness of the whole world is moving with stupidity, and it is not until night that a real war will come to this world.

How Eluin should have taken his place at that time. That was something that history had never written, but at least this time, he hoped that the sacrifices of those who fought to change their destiny would be more valuable. If history forgets the nameless heroes, he has to change it.

He suddenly understood that this was his mission. He came to the world not to live anonymously or to be a visitor again. Unfortunately, just one experience is enough. He retracted his gaze as if suddenly he understood what Martha meant. Sacrifice is valuable, stems from people's aspirations and ideals that may fail, but ultimately affect and change the world.

Such an impact was always in his heart.

The only thing that Jun Acme is going to change is the arrogance of the nobility, and what he's going to change —— is history.

Brando smiled slightly at Freya: "You'll see, get the others up. We're on our way.” He left his last sentence in his heart - Lord Goddess of Martial Arts.

Freya looked at him half-heartedly, and she was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly she seemed to realize it. She turned around and looked at Brando: "Brando... can I follow you? ”

Brando nodded at her with a glance at the crystal of experience left in the portable ring.

“Believers don't fall apart. ”

Freya nodded firmly. Suddenly she remembers her ideals, as if they were wildflowers blooming between the Bucci countryside, mediocre but stubborn, and even the wildfires of summer could not burn them down. The flowers bloom in the pine mountains and are impressive.

The girl's aspirations were equally plain, and she wanted to protect all of us from the flames of war that kept her memories in peace and beauty.

Brando saw this young girl from Butch Country turn around and leave. He turned around and saw Laurena standing beside Phyllis, the knight looking at him with a very appreciative eye.

“Mr. Brando, a man of faith, never falls out of line —— are you serious?” Her eyes sparkled and she asked aloud.

“If you insist, how do you retreat?” Brando asked casually.

“But the reality is not perfect. ”

“That's why some people are called heroes. ”

“Are you quite a hero, Mr. Brando?” Brando's words were very straightforward, which surprised the female knight a little.

“If this is a good definition, why not pursue it? ”

“It turns out -” Laurena frowned slightly.

“But I'd rather be the Demon King -" Brando continued.

The knight looked at him slightly.

“Because sometimes you have to fight the whole world. ”

Laurena took a deep breath and nodded with some admiration. “I hope you insist, Count.” Then she whispered to herself, “I wish I was--”

……

Brando finally left behind in the convoy. Until then, Brando's swordsmanship had been considered by many to have attained the standard of swordsmanship, but until now, he could not count as a true swordsman.

In the last hundred years since Darus' last seclusion, Eruin has finally had a second Sword Saint. A young Sword Saint, Brando's prestige in the motorcade, especially among those escorts, seemed to have reached its pinnacle for a while.

Brando used to jokingly mention his title —— just like Garlock the Curious, Flaming Nicholas. A sword saint who has evolved elements is already eligible to be honored by the world.

But Nimatis simply reminded him that, in fact, after the Battle of Ambessel, he had a well-known name.

The Wolf Shepherd...

Brando the Wolf Shepherd.

Grand Duke Anrek's slender face, two pairs of tired but already sharp eyes in deep orbit silently swept the parchment map in his hand, but repeatedly measured the name in his mind.

Months of information feedback have made him aware of the people behind the failure of the entire Ambethel programme. This bandit from Tony Gehl, who was formerly nameless, showed up in early Lidenburg, and then rose like a comet.

The other party's tactics seemed crude, as if they were bandit tactics, and did not fall into the eyes of nobility. Even the Northern aristocrats once called the new Lord Tonigal an earthly outburst.

Many envied his luck privately.

But not necessarily in Alex's heart. Isn't the grandson of Saint Darius the sword that simple? He had seen the Sword Saint himself, and the impression he had made at that time still made him feel cold.

Besides, he has noticed some details that the Count of Tonigal always seemed to anticipate.

A typical example is...

This time he followed them again.

Grand Duke Anrek frowned and another argument came from afar. He raised his head, and the lady knight in Mighty Man's body seemed to notice the discomfort of this formerly powerful figure in the upper elite circle of Eruin, hurrying down and explaining: “The hunters seem reluctant to move on ——”

“They still think there's a terrible curse in the frost forest, some fool.” The knight added.

Alec frowned and replied callously: "Dejar really disappoints me, it only takes one person to lead the way. ”

Sylvia flashed slightly, but then reacted. She bowed her head and responded obediently: "I see, my lord. ”

Silver knights looked in the direction of the forest and couldn't help shaking their heads - some people just didn't know they were alive.

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