The Amber Sword

Freya's eyes were still a little red, and she went to see Aunt Hill and her uncle's graveyard, which was an open, open space in the forest, simply filled with wooden tombstones, and most of the graves had no real owners, just to comfort the souls that had passed away in the war. And in the square, the patrol cavalry squatted there in a regular fashion and was looked after by the boys in Butch, but nobody had made it difficult for them, even the wounded, to be cared for.

Brando and Madden stood together, talking, and the old man came to the news, but didn't expect to meet him and Freya. The veteran of the November war, the old guard captain of Butch, was obviously very pleased with the growth of Brando and Freya, especially their present identity and status, which showed him the hopes of the Butch people. In fact, it has to be said that the old soldier has a good understanding of the nobility of Eruin. To change the situation of the Bucci today is not really a problem for Freya today, not even to have to bother Brando to use Tony Gerber's identity, even if she is the head of her own Knights of the Royal Knights, and Count Narkin is not willing to open the case for a forest.

This may sound a little sad, for the Butch, it is a matter of life and death, but for Count Nakin, it is only a matter of face. Of course, as a nobleman, he is unwilling to let a group of refugees overwhelm his head, but naturally it will be different if the proximity of a princess is behind this group of refugees. Not even Freya herself needs to remind that today's rising reputation of the goddess of martial arts reveals her Bucchi origins and Count Nakin is afraid to automatically withdraw her offer in the House of Lords.

The news of a battle between the patrol cavalry and the Bucci quickly slipped away.

It is not a small matter, the Bucci people know that it represents the views of the nobles of Prague on them, many people come to the news with concern, do not know what is happening, has the House of Lords reached a conclusion that they are to be expelled? The crowd quickly gathered and spread all sorts of rumours. Most people generally had a general state of sadness and anger. No one spoke or shouted. The scene was very depressing, because nobody knew what to do. Only in silence did anger accumulate, and the patrol cavalry in the open space looked at the scene in a frightened manner to understand how much evil they had caused.

Good thing Freya talked herself out of it - as Brando said, after all, she was a Butch daughter, and with Brando led the refugees in Lidenburg out of the fence, many of whom recognized her, when they knew that Butch's daughter had emerged today - although some would still be suspicious, at least a little relieved, and no longer seemed so disturbed.

Brando looked at the scene and was just a little relieved. Historically, during the frosty months of the Year of the Swallow, the contradiction between the nobles of Prague and the refugees was completely exacerbated over a period of three years. When the nobles began expelling the refugees, the intolerable Bucchi erupted overnight, followed by riots sweeping the entire Prague region, killing many in the presence of catastrophes, and since then the situation of the Bucchi under the double repression of the locals and the nobles has deteriorated and the Goran-Elson has suffered tremendously, but a deeper disaster is a cold suspicion that has taken root in the region, completely depriving the Kingdom of its prestige in the region at a later date.

But today, it looks like this disaster doesn't have to happen again--

But when Freya came back to Brando, she seemed a little depressed. “Brando, that's not what I thought.” She whispered.

“Remember what I said to you, one day you can harbour Butch on your own, allowing the Butch to rule their own destiny without leaving it to the nobles.” Brando seemed to understand what she was thinking, comforting: “You did it today, and it all proved that your efforts were not in vain, that you set a goal for yourself, and that you finally fulfilled your promise. ”

“But…”

“But what? ”

“But I couldn't help but wonder what would happen if I didn't have today's status? Brando, how much I want the Buccians to take charge of their own destiny, but —— the power to determine their own destiny is simply transferring from the nobles to me, and they may live in peace from now on, but they don't even realize it, and if one day I want to push them into a fire pit, it will happen again.” Freya replied in a shadow.

“My boy, you wouldn't do that after all, would you?” Madden replied.

“I know, but...”

The old man seemed to know what Freya was going to say and interrupted her: “This is the nobility rule, you must abide by it if you are in it, you have done well enough, my child. ”

Freya squeezed her mouth tightly, had a heart to rebut, but didn't know how to say it. She always felt there was something wrong, but didn't know where the problem was. Uncle Madden didn't seem to be wrong, but she was very impatient in her heart, as if trying so hard to get what she wanted, but she didn't get what she wanted; but she had a faint feeling that if there was one person here who could answer her doubts, then that person must be Brando.

Like every time she was confused, she still looked at Brando for the first time.

“Captain Madden was absolutely right, Freya," Brando answered with courtesy, as if the question had never been a problem for him: "Under the rules of our time, this is already the best way. ”

Brando's words were like a flame that lit up the darkness and haze in Freya's heart, and she reacted and looked up, and she said, "Brando, you mean, can the rules —— can they change? ”

Brando smiled slightly at her: "Isn't that what we've been doing, me, you, Your Highness, and everyone else looking for a way forward? ”

Freya opened her mouth slightly.

As if Madden could hear the smell, he couldn't help but look at this young man who had come into contact with him twice in the Black Rose War. He felt more surprised each time he saw each other, but more surprised each time.

Brando replied softly: "So, Freya, you must not be foolish, you must know that what you are doing is far more glorious and glorious than you think. Your origins, your credentials, in the face of this ideal and belief, are like a piece of sand and dust, not worth mentioning. Those who ridicule you and laugh at you do not understand what is in your heart, because they cannot imagine the glory of Eruin's ancient glory - a great deed of the ordinary man, like the oath of the first king before his sword. ”

“Young man,” said Madden half a minute after listening. “Do you believe this? ”

Brando nodded: “I am sure, because I know that there have been many people who have done everything for it, and until this moment there have been many people who have broken thorns for this belief and ideal, and I do not dare to say whether it will succeed or fail, but at least I understand that I will not let it stop halfway. ”

And he turned back and said to Freya, "Freya, do you remember what you said, that you swore an oath for the destiny of independence and autonomy for the Butch, so that every man who pursues happiness and beauty will one day be free from others? Do you remember what I said to you that day? ”

“I remember," Freya nodded forcefully, as if the haze that haunted her was nothing more than a misty veil, blowing gently, and the smoke had long gone away. She swore to reply generously: "Brando, I understand, I will continue to hold on, even if one day I will shed blood, I will never regret it. Brando, do you believe me? I'm gonna make it. ”

“You did it, silly girl.” Brando heard Freya say that even if blood were shed, she would never give up. In Eruin's history, this goddess did shed the last drop of blood for this ancient kingdom.

Eruin's ancient glory, which is described in the legend, Madden dares not imagine, but the young man's blood and impulse, he will not be easily reprimanded. Anyway, as long as the Bucci man has a better tomorrow than he has today, he has been satisfied. He has seen too much of the nothingness. He is getting old and no longer easily believes in the so-called vision of beauty, considering it to be nothing more than a falsehood; but at least he understands that Freya is a good girl and will never push the Bucci into a fire pit, which is enough.

Butch, who has been through war and suffering, is only hoping for a return to a calm life.

The crowd gradually dispersed, but the patrol cavalry did not dare to move lightly. After a while, these young people finally figured out who they were - so they dared not to move lightly, but shouted bad luck in their hearts. Pragues has just experienced a war in which the coalition of Tonigal, Lantoniland and Vieiro rescued them from despair, yet in this war, the prestige of the goddess of martial arts next to Count Tonigal and Her Royal Highness was more daylight and day, and they, who were associated with both the army and nobility, would not have never heard the names of the two, and when they learned that they were both of Butch's background, they all had a feeling that they were kicking into the iron plate.

They had no time to sigh for Count Nagin, who had no eyes, because compared to Count Nagin, they could say that the unknown were not guilty, and they were one of the ones who ran into others. If the Count were to dispose of them at the moment, I fear no one would dare speak for them.

The patrol cavalry was anxious, but didn't expect Brando and Freya to forget them long ago - after all, Brando didn't have such a small stomach and chicken bowel, not to mention that he knew the customs of Goran-Elson and even Karasou, and it was common for young people with very little blood to fight each other and even duel, and both sides were quite rules-based, although someone was injured, he had hardly killed anyone, and he had no heart to blame for that. As for the fact that these patrol cavalry came to save the outside world, it was so windy that he wanted to stop it and couldn't stop it, and he believed that with this lesson and the background of himself and Freya here, the other side would probably not make such mistakes again, there was no need to innocently offend the people, the Butch people still had to live here after all, these young patrol cavalry were mostly local gentlemen and nobles, to truly take revenge, he and Freya could not always be here at all times.

And Freya didn't have that in mind at all. She went back to her hometown once, and all she saw was familiar faces, especially the little Finnish, who was a member of the militia in the past, clustered with her and asked her to tell her stories about her and Count Tonigal, but she and Brando didn't have that many stories to tell. Freya made a big red face and couldn't say one for half a day. So she came and remembered what kind of patrol cavalry.

Inspector Cavalry Captain Eugene waited there for half a day in fear and apprehension, but did not wait for someone to pronounce the death penalty or pardon. At first, he thought it was the Count who had deliberately left them here, but after a while, he finally felt that was not the case. He suddenly took a chance, and the young man who had entrusted a militia asked, so the young man, who had previously surrendered his sword, was quite polite to him, came to ask Brando what to do with these guys, until now, Brando remembered that such a group of people were waiting for his fall.

Brando couldn't help but laugh when Eugene appeared in front of him with some frustration. He knew these guys well, both when he was a player in his last life and later in Lidenburg, and he witnessed them with his own eyes. The patrol cavalry was part of the kingdom's professional army responsible for security and defence at the local level in the early years, but since the establishment of the guard force, it has become a place where the nobility of the noblemen put their relatives and arrange their children to leave. The aristocracy of the army inevitably leads to the relaxation and deterioration of discipline. By the year after the flowering and summer leaves, the patrol cavalry has essentially belonged to the make-up of cocoa in many cities. In a marginal city like Pragues, it is still slightly better, and the basic fighting power can be maintained. In those cities deep within the country, it is simply a bunch of cavities.

In fact, the reason he had forgotten these guys before was that he subconsciously thought they had escaped, but he forgot that in front of his powerful Count, it seemed that these patrol cavalry had the courage to leave without asking.

Eugene was a little surprised to see Brando at first sight, about not expecting the legendary Count to look like this, but he thought of other rumors about Count Tonigal - such as the grandson of Saint Darus of the Sword, and some rumors about him and His Royal Highness - and it was often said outside that this adult was a teenage genius rarely seen by Eluin for a hundred years, and that was the only way to deserve the title of teenage genius. He coughed quickly, set his posture right, and bowed his head to a courtesy: “Count, what happened today… is actually a misunderstanding. ”

“Misunderstood?” Brando still wondered what this guy would do to apologize for the gift. I didn't expect it to be such a boring old routine. It wasn't creative at all. He couldn't help but ask: “What misunderstanding? ”

“Yes, my lord,” said Eugene, hurrying down: "… it is a mere rumor that we are here to help Count Narkin get them out of here. It is only a rumor in itself that we are not going to get them out of the forest, even if it is true, it is not within our responsibility. In fact, my lord, we are here on other business. ”

“Other business? ”

“My lord, earlier we heard reports of the presence in Pragues of a group of murderous and despicable criminals who had left the city at about dusk, and later we found them in the vicinity, which is why I chased them all the way. ”

“Let me guess, then you ran into Little Finnish again, and they got in a fight, right? ”

Eugene nodded, of course he could put aside all his responsibilities, but he knew he might not have fooled the young Count, so let's be honest so as not to offend him. Brando nodded and probably understood the cause and effect of the incident. He wanted to come all the way to search for them, and then met the little Finnish traveler. There was already resentment on both sides. The patrol cavalry fought with many of its own people, so he wanted to seize the opportunity to avenge Snow Hate. This is a reasoned explanation, Brando is well aware that the so-called task is nothing after these nobles. As for the so-called culprits who caught nature as a credit, if they can't, forget it. Anyway, they don't lack that so-called credit.

However, he was somewhat curious as to how the so-called nefarious villains existed. Theoretically, there were a lot of dead people in Prague, and to attract the attention of these patrol cavalry, at least two conditions had to be met - first, the local cavalry had to be non-native, and most of the local cavalry had some connection with the Brotherhood of Thieves or other gray field organizations, which were generally inextricably linked to the local nobility, so patrol cavalry would generally not have trouble finding their own family, even Brando might not say why the patrol cavalry and the dead became their own family, which was the scenery of this era with Elouin. Secondly, a certain number must be obtained, and one or two outlaws are not seen by the patrol cavalry, not that they do not want to be in charge, but that they are mostly unaware of the existence of one or two people because of their operational efficiency.

And what's happening right now, obviously, is that a large group of outlaws blended into the city, so much so that even the patrol cavalry was shocked that Brando thought it was a bit like a cult's style of action.

But when he asked about it, Eugene hadn't said anything yet, and then little Finnish next to him seemed to hear something, and he came up and said, "Brother Brando, I think I know these guys. ”

“You know what?”

Brando looked at him curiously.

……