The Amber Sword

“What are you laughing at?” Brando's attitude towards each other reveals confusion.

The grey white flame burned in the eyes of the King of Frost Knights was stronger, and his pale face cracked a subtle smile: "You can rest assured, I had no intention of reclaiming the inheritance of the Dragon of Darkness. Because you've passed the test perfectly. ”

“Perfectly through? ”

“The strength you have shown in previous battles, while poor, is at least extraordinary judgment, indicating that you have the mind to fight and your mind is more important than anything else. Not to mention, you have the potential to become a brigade magician, and while you're just an apprentice, I can see that you've found your own path, and it's only a matter of time before you become strong. ”

“As for my question, you answered it. Young man, you're only making a mistake, Odin is not looking for the Dragon of Darkness, but for someone who can shoulder that responsibility. And my job is to show you the future of Vaughn. ”

“Warnde's future is what you call the endless war? Are you trying to say that clusters are potential enemies of our world, and they may even have served the Dragon of Dusk? ”

“I don't know, it's Odin's intention. But I know, at least, that the civilization of our world has not grown smoothly, that there are pervasive cults, that black forests and monsters are eroding the borders of the civilized world, and that this war has never ended. ”

“If you don't say this, I know that no one is going to die, and the enemies of this world are not just clusters, even without clusters, we are going through magical tides. Twelve rounds of the moon never shines on Warnd in good faith, and like us, there are wolves and cults to deal with. ”

Sebastian smiled and didn't explain much: “Now that you've figured it out, please accept a gift from an ancient bloodline.” He pointed to his patterned pale chest, his crushed skin flaming with a heart: “The second inheritance of the Dark Dragon, precious knowledge from the fierceness of the Crystal Dragon, is here, lift your sword and stab it. ”

“… this.” Brando looked at him stunned.

“Whatever happens, I won't stand by and die.” Cybers raises the blade of frost in his hand: “The treasure is on me, if you want to use it, take it with your sword. ”

“Holy shit. ”

……

There was some silence in the ice cave, and someone had already told the story of what had happened. In his hand, Frost Winner Sina's bright sword blade lay, reflecting the ice buildup on the top of the cave, in the shape of a cold pool.

Brando stared at his left hand, which seemed to the outsiders to be covered with a layer of metal gloves made up of scaly, undulating chips - the blessing of the Dragon God - but beneath the armor, the skin on his back had been burned, the scorched black and ugly wounds radiated, and in the center of these twisted wounds, there was a sunken black gem with a flame burning as bright as amber inside the gemstone.

That is the second inheritance of the Dark Dragon.

Grey Sword Saint, Aloz hasn't spoken for a long time, as if he still tasted the war described in the mouth of Cybers. Everyone was wondering what the Lord of the Minor was doing here, and why he had dragged Count Tonigal into the extreme plains alone, without mentioning Brando's inheritance of the Dragon of Darkness, but the ‘future’ that Sebastian had shown him was enough to attract the attention of others.

A man's voice rang out.

“How do you know for sure what he showed you was true?” It was Prince Leonarette Aurelius who opened the door, and the look on his face made no difference between trust and distrust, making one believe that he had only spoken out of an instinct of a desire to control the subject.

“He never wanted us to believe that it was true, Your Highness, that he had just shown us, and that we believed or did not believe, in fact, without prejudice to him. It was Cybers, after all, and I've heard from my father since I was a very young man about this man, the King of the Frost Knight, who really didn't have to play tricks with us... not to mention that he was dead long before the end of the Saints' War.” Veronica denied Leonard's question, and even His Royal Highness the Prince of Cruz did not dare to question his mentor's judgment at will. The leader of the women's regiment calmly put away her sword, her voice echoed in the cold sealed underground, looking at Brando sitting on the snow-covered rock beside him, and making a joke: “- Don't you think it's cold? ”

It's not that Brando doesn't feel cold, he's just tired to death. “Madam Legion Leader, I don't have the strength to joke.” He turned a white eye.

“It must be tiring to fight such an existence, Mr. Brando.” The poet beside him hurried to comfort him with kindness.

“Yes, it is indeed worth taking pride in not losing. But I'd like to hear your opinion, Brando, why Sebastian pulled you into the extreme plains, and I don't think he'd just want to show you a picture of war. Or why would he do that? ”

“This question is too difficult. Can you change it? I'm afraid not.” Brando wanted to get over it, but the lady looked him in the eye and made him understand - I'm afraid we'll have to find a good reason today or we won't be able to convince each other.

The leader of the Heavenly Dome Qing had proved her superiority long before the rings of the wind, and she asked her so well in her spare time, not because she had really lost her judgment.

“Okay...”

“I think he's trying to warn us. ”

“Warn us? ”

“What is the greatest enemy of civilization, a cult, a black forest, a monster, a world outside the mist, all the creatures of Martha are engaged in a protracted war of monsters, this war has not begun, nobody knows when it will end, this story seems to be born so spectacular, but nobody has thought, why this? ”

“That is what scholars seek, and our scholars have discovered many ancient tablets and literature, and one day we will find out how to end this war and stop the twilight erosion of civilization. But it's not... it's not... it's...” “Our scholars are still studying Minor literature, but the Minors themselves certainly know more than we do, don't they? After the Twilight Dragon was defeated by the Tianqing knights, they knew better than we did.” Brando asked back, and Veronica could only surrender to the question.

“But why should he warn us of this? History tells us that they are our enemies, that we defeated the Dragon of Darkness, and that we ended the Minor rule with one hand.” The scholar lady asked somewhat puzzlingly.

“Perhaps this is why Cybers arrived here, leaving the Dragon of Darkness at the height of the Battle of the Saints, if not the gravest betrayal, must be something else. ”

The secret seemed to be to preserve the inheritance of the Dragon of Darkness, but that was not Brando's story, otherwise without Loveronica's bother, even his teacher, Mayfist, would personally tie him back to the Golden Flame Temple in Cruz and be questioned to the highest standards in front of the Holy Elephant of Gilt, the King of Flames.

Humans are good, elves are good, but no one has forgotten the end of the battle of the saints seven centuries ago, the horrors of the dragons of darkness, covered by a thousand years of history like clouds, perhaps Saint Osor's forgiveness, but that does not mean that all can.

Otherwise, what is the reason why the Wind Elves and the Fine Fans are watching the border of the Great Glacier day after day?

Fortunately, Brando had an idea long ago, "When it comes to the history of fighting monsters, the Minors are longer than we are, and the Dragon of Dusk was killed by the Tianqing knights themselves, so they must have many secrets we didn't know. Remember, this is the breath of Milos, the final resting place for the king of the Frost Giant. ”

“In mythology, he fought the wolves and died here, but is there only the remains of the giant's father? Not necessarily, the skeletons that we saw earlier, and the mercury-shaped enemies, could already explain a lot. ”

“Are you saying that Cybers left Odin at the most critical time of the Saints' War, most likely in connection with the war between civilization and dusk, when the tyrant felt he was about to die, so he sent his best men to arrange the aftermath? ”

Brando raised his head and found that Prince Leonard Orelius was the one who said it. He couldn't help but rejoice. The credibility of his words was much higher than his own. He thought that he would guide the scholarly lady to make her own judgment. But I didn't expect that the prince of Cruz was much more acute than he thought.

This is a joy of surprise - if the other is not the prince, but the princess of the empire - and he can't help but hug and kiss the other side.

“Dragon of Darkness, is he so kind?” The Grey Sword replied gracefully.

“It's possible, Lord Sword Saint. Academics have long concluded that Odin may have predicted his own demise. In fact, the flight of the Minors and Witches began long before the demise of the Empire. Minors and Witches were loyal to the Dragon of Darkness, and if not, they would never have abandoned the tyrant. This is not unjustified. The tyrannical rule of the Minors has long laid the roots for the destruction of the Empire. Historical justice is irresistible. With Odin's wisdom, I'm afraid I've already seen their inevitable end -" the poet explained softly.

“Hmm, Odin is the dragon of darkness, but he also believes in Martha, and monsters and cults are more than our enemies.” Prince Leonarette is clearly very dissatisfied with Mayfist's questioning of him.

“So what kind of secret is hidden here?” Veronica frowned.

“I think this is exactly what Cybers is warning us of, and I suspect that there may be something sealed here, or Alex is going to crash here, ‘Heart of Dragons' they've got, and they don't have to hide here with us.” When Brando finished this sentence, his face suddenly changed and he stood up. He was just trying to find an excuse to talk about the past, but now he suddenly felt that it was not necessarily the truth.

Like he said, why would Alex and others want to go into Milos' breath? That's not a bunch of ordinary people. They're cults. They're the enemies of Sebastian.

Besides, where the Dark Dragon inheritance is bad, it doesn't have to come to a place where the smoke is scarce. The more Brando thinks about it, the more likely he is, he comes up with that weird dream of his own - why the fleeing Minors guard it day after day.

“Broken. Didn't we always feel something spying on us behind our backs?” He turned around and said to everyone else seriously.

“What is it?” Aloz closed her golden eyes and finally opened her mouth. She was not interested in Sebastian, but was only curious about the matter.

Instead of answering her directly, Brando said, "I think I know what they're up to. ”

“Brando, did you guess what?” Veronica asked.

Brando nodded, “You guys are fine. If I'm right, everything's going to wake up about that. ”

“That thing? ”

Yeah, that thing.

The Hidden BOSS, known as Frost Forest, has never been seen.

God of awakening, Surash--

… (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.)