The Amber Sword

Dressed in holy white, silver armor, with a spear and a trident. The pattern on the spear is a beautiful temple cross, and the trident is like a sharp spear with expanded wings underneath it. Then there was a swallowtail flag on the barrel and a cross, heavily lit sun, angel and saint on the flag.

The flag says‘ Tuiennsiorchumree 'in floral writing, meaning the holy sword under the light.

There are elves, pointy ears, long blonde hair and braids in the team. Their horses were also dressed in white robes with the texture of the sun's thorns.

The whole team was covered in fluorescent white light, moving forward slowly in the forest, but quietly, making the picture look bizarre.

“Lord, Lord!” Metissa pulled him off twice before bringing him back to God. Brando took a breath, this is the Anglican Knights of the Knights of Greyhews, exactly as he had seen in Amber, no, maybe that one.

“Rosa!” One of the team shouted and a knight crashed out of the team. “Rosa, Rosa? Where are you going? ”

“Stop him!” Brando suddenly reacted, but the man next to him slowly took a step and the knight quickly disappeared into the pitch-black forest. There was some commotion in the team, and he hurriedly cautioned, "Don't look over there, it's a fantasy in your mind, it only exists in your memory. Those are the dreams of the unknown, wrapped around your dreams, and if you are tempted, you will be with ‘them' and replaced by ‘them' -"

Brando had already established his prestige in the previous battle, and his words made everyone feel safe and steady. But Brando still sees someone slowing down, and as long as there's a little confusion in his mind, he'll be swallowed up by this forest.

Brando quietly asked Nimaisi to count the numbers, but the district was just minutes away and the entire team was seven less. He knew that those people would never come back, and that they would wander all day in dreams that the living would never find, until they died, and that their souls would haunt them.

He sighed.

“These men of unswerving will.” Nimaisie's face was cold, she held her lips, and the outline of her dark, long hair and underside face became clear.

Brando looked back at the knight and was somewhat unhappy: “No one dares to say that they can never shake, that everyone has important people or things in their hearts -”

“That is precisely why they wavered in the face of the conviction that should be upheld. Hank's fiancée, Rosa, was waiting for him to return, and Collins had two sons and a daughter, but they couldn't hold on to their faith in their loved ones -" Nimacees' voice went down: “I chose them because I thought they were the best knights, and I thought they could survive and go back. ”

Brando was stunned, and suddenly he saw Nimmasis's divine colour so lonely: "Are you angry about this? ”

“No, it's just that I misjudged people and hurt them.” The knight replied softly, looking indifferently at Brando, turning around and walking.

Brando flashed until someone patted him on the shoulder. He turned around and saw Phyllis' handsome but insincere face. “Count, you're amazing. Even Ms. Marcis dared to make a scene. Legend has it that a strong woman is a rose with a thorn - but Ms Nimmasis must have only a thorn and no rose aroma.” The young knight mysteriously said.

Brando didn't look at the guy in the mood: “But I saw it as if you were still hitting on her the other day? ”

Ferris shrugged his shoulders, without any embarrassment to be torn through, and replied solemnly: "That is why I understand this deeply. ”

Brando stares at this guy.

'Cause she beat him up hard. ”Laurena's voice came from behind. The knight walked up, slammed her fiancé's waist with a knife handle, and turned around and said," Mr. Brando, don't you see anything wrong? ”

“Mmm.” Brando looked up and looked around. Of course he discovered, or already knew —— that the knights were trekking in the woods, separating the dense bushes. But the light around them is rapidly dimming, as if it were covered in a layer of dark fog, and at least a dozen meters away from the outline can be seen at first, but it now seems to be dark enough to see only a few people around it.

“Ha, what's going on?” Fellas seemed to have noticed what was going on around him and grabbed his arm and fought a cold war and asked.

“I was about to talk to you about this - it was a dream. ”

“Dream?” Laurena doesn't understand.

“Simply put, we are in a dream. This dream is the dream of the unknown in the forest, and 'they’ often dream of everything in their lifetime. But this dream is enclosed in the real world, linked to the world we remember. Famous people often use such means to lure travellers into the forest. ”

“No wonder I just saw that little woman I saw in Leonard earlier, Martha, go on, she was as charming and full-bodied as she was at the time -" Laurena took a hard look at her before she finished her Phyllis words.

“You mean it's an illusion, Count? ”

“Not all of them. ”

Brando answered as he walked. The forest floor seemed to be thin as the team passed through a dense bush. He saw a flat, thick darkness that seemed to come from all sides. Not far away, the knights also seemed to notice something wrong and began to riot.

“Everybody close in.” The voice of Nimais came forward. The long voice of the female knight is as strong and cold as ever, as if it were a flag in the dark. Brando doesn't like her personality very much sometimes, but he has to admit that Nimaisie is a good soldier.

Better than my sister.

This wide terrain reminds him of a place where uneven pebbles and crushed stones do appear after a while. This is a beach, and only at the bottom of the valley will there be similar terrain.

But he can't be sure if this place is already a wall of sigh--

“You know the dream, Miss Laurena.” Brando turns back and says, "Everything in the dream is uncertain, and the passage of time in the dream depends on how active your mind is when you sleep; so now we can't be sure that we've reached that place or how long we've been walking in the forest, and we're walking through this dark forest, and everything we see is a dream. ”

“Wait, I'm a little confused.” Laurena lifted her forehead: "You mean now it's a dream, are you in my dream, Count? ”

“That's not good,” replied Phyllis vinegar.

“Of course not, you can understand it as half a dream and half awake.” Brando swept this guy for a second.

“You mean a bunch of us walking around in the woods, sleepwalking? ”

Brando thinks this guy is a terrible metaphor. It had to be said, however, that this was the best fit for the situation, so he had to nod at the two.

“That's great - I mean for the beasts in the woods; Brando, as you can imagine, the food will come to your door on its own - and I bet the waiters at Rusta's 'Unicorn and Girl' don't have the same service attitude either. ”

“If I wander around this forest to death, do you think they'll put a tombstone on me that says' Friends of the Forest 'and maybe give me a 2,000 pound medal? The medal must bear the insignia of the Unicorn and Girls' Inn to prove my selfless devotion to this forest as a good waiter..."

“You shut up!” Laurena interrupted Phyllis' long story: "Count, is there any danger in this dream? ”

“This dream is linked to the dreams of a lost life, and if they bewilder you, your soul will remain in this forest forever and never wake up. ”

“What should we do? ”

“Firm.” Brando replied, raising his voice and shouting: "Everyone is closer to each other. This forest is a woven dream of the unknown. Be careful, it will pull you into your old dreams later. If you don't want to sleep in this forest forever, all you have to do is remember two words - firm and calm. ”

His voice came out far away.

Some of the dreams of the unknown are like the battle of the Golden Demon Tree. But this dream, unlike the dream of a forbidden orchard, is real in this world, and the lifelong dreams of the disgraced wanderers devour everyone, like a giant vortex that pulls them to the center.

The only way to escape these dreams is to redeem the entire dream world.

It's getting darker and darker, and Brando can't even see Laurena and Phyllis. From time to time in the dark, people ask to continue in that direction.

“Forward. ”

That's Nimmasis's answer.

But there's no point in that direction. Brando walked away for a while and became quieter and quieter, as if the whistling wind had gone silent. After a while, there seemed to be another rhythmic bug sound, with loud music coming from afar.

It's not a fairy or fairy voice, it's a human instrument, like a trumpet, that plays the tune of joy. It's just that if there's no sound, it's like it's coming from somewhere outside the forest.

Brando blinked and felt the light shining again. Forest land has become completely sparse, with open spaces in front of it and lights in the distance, like a small town.

He stood alone next to the beach, stars adorned over his head, and the forest was full of beautiful black pines, and the moonlight was lined with flowing water, like Butch or a night after one of the summers around Chablis.

Nimatis, Laurena, Phyllis, Freya and the knights, everything is gone. He stunned for a moment and tried to connect with the mind, but nothing happened.

Brando figured it out.

I'm already ‘asleep’.

This is his dream.

… (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.)