The Amber Sword

In the forest in the second half of the night, the wind was like a mythical group of wolves running under dusk, whistling through the tree crown, shouting loudly, causing the wind and rain to become obscure. Paia had long been accustomed to a person squeezing in the shadow of a tent, and since that dramatic change, she had not dared to fall asleep easily, and the nightmare of the day seemed to reappear in every dream.

She saw her brother walking in front of herself, covered in blood, following an obscure shadow--

Half asleep and half awake, the light of the sudden darkness of the candle suddenly went out - only the nobleman could luxury light expensive sheepfat candles in every tent - but after the light suddenly disappeared, the darkness seemed stretched out.

The four walls of the tent were swallowed by the thick pitch black, and the distance seemed to be bright again. Hunter Girl Blinks Some Blinks Some Heavy Eyes Seeing herself in a film yearning forest. The forest was hazy, as if there was a grey shadow. She heard a long song and couldn't help but raise her head. She saw the forest lined with white robes and the glowing ghosts slowly walked by.

Those ghosts can wear robes, they can ride horses, they can carry rifles, they can fly swallowtail flags, and everyone can see clearly. Some as if she knew and felt strange, she suddenly saw a small figure walking in the line, and he looked down, just her brother Aruta.

“Aruta!” Paia couldn't help screaming.

She couldn't care less and ran in that direction immediately. But the forest got thicker and thicker, and the vast root system seemed to grow, tripping her over. She looked up and desperately saw her brother's back moving further and further away.

“Aruta! ”

“Paia.” A resolute voice came from outside the dream.

The hunter girl felt as if someone had grabbed her hand and the scenery around her faded quickly, and the warm light penetrated the darkness from all sides. She opened her eyes suddenly and found herself standing in the middle of the camp, sweating and pale as paper.

Brando was standing in front of him, grabbing her arm, and in front of her was the bonfire. Paia leaned forward slightly as if she was planning to rush into the fire.

“What's wrong with you?” Brando frowned and he and Metisa saw the hunter maiden flush out of the tent in an empty shade and hit the bonfire irrevocably. Had it not been for his quick eye, she would have had a serious burn at least by now.

But now he realizes that he seems to be sleepwalking.

“Another nightmare?” The Hunter Girl wakes up every night and is naturally clear to Brando, who has to stay up for a while every day.

Peia stared at him stubbornly, seemingly unresponsive for a moment. Her hair scattered over her completely soaked forehead, her dark brown eyes sparkling with tears, as if she had never returned from a previous nightmare.

“Knight, Lord Knight?” Paia stunned for a moment and hurried back to her hand, some looking down in awe: “Yes, I'm sorry. ”

How can a daughter of a crude hunter like her easily touch a nobleman's body in a strict hierarchy? Nobility is the descendant of the foreigners, glorious, glorious, noble, disdainful and untouchable. In some places, unauthorized access to nobility is punishable, and in Lobo, civilians within ten feet of the noble wagon are flogged.

Early on, it was a means to protect against assassins. But in modern times, it gradually evolved into a unique prize.

Brando slightly flashed, and then he shook his head, "I told you, if it was because of my aristocracy, you don't have to apologize for it. Some people value this because they have nothing but it. He is proud of the title that society has given him, and I am proud of my ideals and aspirations. Miss Paia, I let you stay on this team just because you are our guide, and if possible, I will help you find your brother...”

He said so much, actually, just to appease each other. Paia did calm down, and she looked at the lord with some care, listening to Phyllis, Laurena and the other knights calling him 'Lord Count’. She can't imagine how tall the Count is, and how the most cheeky figure in Shallow Town is just an old jazz.

But the Count is undoubtedly a strange man, and she has never seen such a nobleman without a shelf.

“Thank you, Lord Knight, I had another nightmare. ”

“The situation you just had, it wasn't like having a nightmare, what exactly did you see? ”

Paia was a little confused, but said her dream over and over again.

“White ghost? ”

“What's the matter?” Metisa stood up and asked softly. She looked at Brando's face with some seriousness and felt things might be a little strange.

“Interestingly enough -” Brando raised his head and looked at the crown of the pine tip of the woods shaking in the wind. He began to think of it as a sea breeze coming from the sea of the dead moon, but now it doesn't seem that way.

“Last time I talked to you about the Lost Knight, Paia, you're from the Manowell area, have you heard the legend of the Famous Man? ”

“Famous people? ”

“Ah, um--”

“A nameless person, whose name is a name, is like a code name, which in itself is meaningless, but it is a mark on you; the Minors have some dark legends that if someone loses their name, they become as drifting as a lonely wild ghost. In short, abandoned by the civilized world--"

“The elves have a similar argument, because man needs one another, and if a man loses his rightful reputation, his existence is weak. ”

“The legend of ghosts in the forest has been around for a long time...”

Lost knights of honour, abandoned by people, fall into darkness, lose themselves and whisper to themselves all the time. They are already dead, but their memories haunt the forest, and they are seduced if there is confusion in their hearts.

Hunters often see heartless knights in the woods, but that's just fear of the unknown in their hearts.

Brando looked at the wind that was pouring over the forest, and it seemed to be big enough to propel the clouds. But the clouds are still gloomy, which is not normal - because it is not the wind, but the immense anxiety that surrounds everyone.

This anxiety comes from the turmoil of the whole world.

Brando saw a light blue arc in the sky, and he thought it was a faint light converging outside the line of sight, but now it looks like there's only one reasonable explanation left.

Here comes the second wave of demons...

What a coincidence.

“Metissa, go get the others up. I'm afraid this forest won't be as safe later. We have to find a way through the wall of sighs before then. Things in the woods could get us into trouble ——”

“Lord Lord? ”

The camp seems to have survived. In just a few minutes, the pale blue sky on the sky grew in this direction like a claw, and the wind seemed to come alive, the Fury Wind, rolling up countless leaves and converging into a black river. The light of the star dots emerges in the forest, which is a signal that the magic of the free world of the dominant matter is soaring.

The soldiers were in chaos, and everyone was finally assembled. Brando counted everyone, made sure no one was left behind, and looked back at Nimmasis, who stared at the sky with a gloomy face. “I think I've seen her there...” she muttered to herself.

Brando knew what she had been through, but those memories were already fragmented into pieces. He didn't know how many memories she kept back then. But Nimmasis seemed to think of something, and she looked back at Brando: "Brando, do you know anything...? ”

“Let's talk about this later.” Brando looked at the forest as if it had suddenly become a rocking mountain, this time the second wave of tide recorded in history. The magicians of the Tower of the Stars and the Moon recorded the tide, which was about three months ahead of history.

While it is unclear what this means, the outside world must be caught in a dramatic panic. The second wave of tides crossed the boundaries of the place of order, affecting Eruin, southern Kruz, Erlanta and some areas surrounding the Great Glacier, and documented eclipses, day and night turns, waves of warcraft or similar phenomena observed in many places at that time.

Brando was somewhat worried about Antina and Roman, but he believed they should be able to handle the territory. Okay, now the Krutz should be on their side, or we won't be able to deal with this temple of headaches.

“Lord, what shall we do now?” A knight leaned up and asked respectfully.

Brando took a look at the direction of the forest.

The dark forest is like a living creature, and the magic of the star dots in the forest is its countless eyes, shaking the crown like wild dancing hair. It opens the vast mouth of the black hole and waits for a speedy guest to break in.

But after a short delay, the team moved in the direction of the forest. Through this relic is the wall of sighs, and Brando knows what's in there.

But the tide came too fast.

Most of the tents were abandoned because there was no time to clean them up. The wind swept them halfway through the sky, but no one dared look back, all rushing into the forest ahead with the wind. At this point, there was suddenly one or two shouts in the team:

“Oh, my God, what is that! ”

“Ah!" Brando heard Paia's scream of fear, turning back and seeing a group of knights in the forest, not far away, moving slowly through the forest with a gleam of light.

He seemed to have seen the team there.

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