The Amber Sword

There was a bit of silence between the two, as if they were thinking about such a proposition in their hearts.

A moment later, Brando asked, "Antina, do you know what your father did before? ”

"I don't know, since the day I learned how to do it, life has been quite calm, Yuwo. It's no different from any other family in our class. In Pragues, my father had several industries and a stable source of livelihood until his last days disappeared. All I know is that my father had a difficult time when he was young, but neither my father nor my mother told me what happened. ”

Brando gently lifted his lips.

He was wondering what the letter referred to as' the truth of the facts and the picture of the fragmented riddles finally emerging ’was, what had happened to them and their grandfather, and who was the princess in the letter - he was sure it would not have been Princess Griffin, when neither she nor Haruze had been born. Finally, why do these insignificant cults have such a letter in their hands that everything is going to be tight when Magsk and Tester are unlikely to hand over such an important thing to a group of people?

It is obvious that these fatalities understood the value of this letter by so carefully placing the envelope in the cover of the Universal Code.

“Antittina,” Brando Jan wrote: “Do you think it's possible they could find a way to see what's in this letter? ”

He was referring to the cults, and Antitina looked over there and shook her head resolutely and definitively: “It is impossible for them to see that what makes this letter appear is a unique way for my father's family. ”

“By the way," Brando suddenly remembered: "How did you recognize this letter? ”

Antitina answered immediately: "Because my father's letter had a special mark, this mark could not be concealed from them, but not from me. ”

“But you haven't seen this parchment before, have you?” Brando's a little confused.

Antitina opened her mouth and stunned for a moment before answering: “Lord, Dion had earlier told me that these people had broken into my house and found my father's old house in Juan District, which I had already suspected. I think they probably got information about my father's legacy in some way, and that letter probably got to them that way, but they didn't necessarily read it, otherwise they wouldn't be wasting their time. ”

Brando pressed his hands on parchment paper and was drawn to Antina's words: "You said they were wasting their time. You knew your father's estate wasn't there, and by the way, where did you say your parents first lived? ”

“In Old Town, Gray Mouse Street--”

Brando and Antitina discussed that Freya, along with Little Finnish, assisted the patrol cavalry in surveillance of the disturbed cults, tormented overnight, the eastern sky soon faded white, and a new day had arrived after Tadessa sank into the horizon.

The patrol cavalry cleared the hunter's camp before dawn, and Eugene thanked Brando repeatedly when he left. The patrol cavalry captain was extremely complimented, as if to compare this small credit, it was important to be able to climb the relationship with the Count.

Brando didn't tear him apart, but sincerely, thank you. The two sides separated from each other outside the forest, and the young men who inspected the cavalry were quite impressed by the countess, who had no shelves, repeatedly told him that he must visit the dead when they were hanged. Brando did not understand how these people were so interested in hanging, as if it were not a homicide but some kind of entertainment show. Eugene also promised to persuade the House of Lords to give him a bronze Star Flame Medal, but something like the Star Flame Medal has been prevalent since the time of Ansen, not as precious as the Candle Flame Medal, which only the royal family and the Temple of Fire are eligible to award.

……

The Old Town of Gray Mouse Street has been completely renovated since the year of the tsunami and incorporated into the public cemetery, not too far from Antina's residence on Gravedigger Street, just to cross the streets facing the crypt, sparsely populated and cold during the day. The cemetery was situated behind a temple belonging to Reaper, situated quietly at the intersection of Gray Mouse Street and Gravedigger Street, and Brando allowed Dean to buy through the monks in the temple before agreeing to let them go into the public cemetery to see it. The old Mai monk in a taupe monk robe took them through a large and small corridor supported by countless arches, and then came behind the temple through a small door, through a forest, and into the public cemetery.

It is a quiet place surrounded by shades of trees, with empty spaces between the crown arches erected with many nameless or famous tombstones, with several slate paths surrounding it, leading to foggy, unknown depths of forest.

“He's not worried about us?” Freya couldn't help but wonder when the old monk returned to the temple and shut the door.

“He was timid himself. I heard rumors about the cemetery, but it was a forest. I heard there were many strange things wandering around in the woods, and people were killed around here every year.” Little Finnish replied rather cynically.

“It's not that scary, it's just to cheat on outsiders, because there are people who want to use this layer of coat to make mischief here - murder, covert deals, whispering in the woods are all conspiracies and poison plots, in fact, these old monks are the most obvious people,” said Dionys, laughing. "Anyway, he doesn't care what we do if someone pays for it. ”

“But they're not afraid...?” Even though I've seen a lot of them, Freya's still a little unbelievable.

“These are public secrets, burglaries and the trafficking of corpses, and there are even spiritual wizards who secretly buy corpses as research material from which monks there is a huge underground black market that those monks don't know? ”

Freya sighed softly, somewhat disgusted: "What a blasphemy. ”

“Dead Wizards believe in Martha, don't they?” Dion answered carelessly.

Freya frowned and looked at him. The teenager realized that he seemed to have said something wrong and hurried to add: “The monks and the Temple of Fire are inextricably linked, even the nobles are unwilling to provoke them. Besides, the nobles have family tombs, they are unwilling to intervene, what can we do? Most of them are members of the grey field, and the average person dares not offend them. ”

Freya knew that he was telling the truth. Although she didn't like to hear it, she just frowned and didn't open her mouth. She bit her teeth so tightly that she was worried that if the old monk appeared in front of her again, she would draw her sword and stab her heart to cool.

Brando can't see any expression on his face. All of this is common to him, but there is no danger or uncertainty in this cemetery. Would a normal place be like this one, where the fog is spreading in broad daylight, the shadows are thick, and the visibility does not exceed 10 meters? Around the shade, as if the sun could not penetrate, it was just after noon, but the cemetery seemed to be in the evening for ten years - and still in the shadows. The supernatural mystery comes from the underground, where there is a bigger cemetery, the underground public cemetery cellar in Pragues, which is filled with mortal demons and moving skeletons, and few people have dared to go down there since the whistle.

But that's not what they're here for today, and he asks Antina, “Antitina, are you sure this is it? ”

The temperature in the cemetery dropped several degrees faster than outside. Antitina's face was a little blue. She pressed her shawl and whispered, "The neighborhood was demolished 20 years ago and classified as a cemetery, but I heard that my parents had been fortunate enough to keep the house that they had rented and that a tomb keeper lived there. ”

“There are tomb keepers here?” Freya was slightly surprised, and she thought the place was completely deserted.

“At least nominally," Antitina was a native, and she heard more or less of what Dion was saying, just reluctant to talk, "she frowned.“ I heard he helped the tomb thieves move the bodies out and run this insignificant business. ”

“Industry.” Freya almost fainted.

Brando heard her chewing her teeth out.

Shortly after they walked, they found the tomb keeper's house, and Antitina kept the direction they remembered, and Dylan could actually find the place —— they passed through the lush forest and forest tombstone of and saw a two-storey, independent wooden house in the fog, standing alone deep in the forest. Duane had already contacted the tomb keeper, who naturally did not know who Brando was, but heard of a nobleman who thought he had met a big deal and had already respectfully waited ahead.

The tomb keeper, called Old Slippery, whose real name had long been forgotten, as if it were a skeleton buried underground, he was perfectly in line with the image of such a profession in Brando's mind. It was almost as if he had met a living corpse demon - bent over the back of a hunched camel, with a shapely figure, and with Cassimodo, the weirdo in Notre Dame de Paris, who had a sublime mind, the former with only bad water in his stomach; it was hard to see his age, full of pleats, but his eyes were still flexible, as if he was spinning the thoughts of the Yinson, his head had been thankful, and there were still a few sparse hairs standing lazily and scattered, as if it were the shrinkage and recurrence of the forest in the fog.

Freya looked at this guy coldly, but Brando was too lazy to embarrass such a small figure. In fact, sometimes these insignificant industries are not necessarily what these people are willing to do. He understood that in an era where everyone has more or less lost something, blame should not be counted on someone, otherwise it would be pure exasperation. But that doesn't mean he's willing to deal with this kind of person too much. He looks at this guy, even the cold heart doesn't live up to him, and he says, "What do we need? You already know? ”

The tomb keeper nodded and gave Brando a series of keys, respectfully. This was a long time ago. Although he did not know what the young nobleman wanted to borrow his house for, he knew Dion at least, and the boy gave him a large sum of money - that money certainly could not have been Dion's. He knew very well that there was nothing more to ask about this place, who knew what this nobleman wanted to do, the more he knew about it and the more dangerous it was. Besides, the noblemen had some strange habits. He took a quiet look at the two beautiful young girls behind Brando, turning some unseen thoughts in his heart, but did not show any appearance.

For him, just get the money.

Freya watched the tomb keeper leave from afar, into the fog, her hands didn't know how to hold and loosen several times. The guy looked at her full of greed and filth and thought she hadn't seen it. She almost had a seizure several times, but she wasn't the little girl who had just walked out of Butch, and had survived. When Brando looked at her and Antina with some regret, the boredom in the hearts of the two ladies naturally dissipated.

The three entered the house - Dion and Little Finnish guarded themselves outside, in fact Brando did not have to hide Little Finnish, but the latter understood that he needed to stay and watch the teenager, which Brando had advised him beforehand - Antitina first went into each room and looked at it like she was just trying to find traces of her parents' lives from this ancient house, but she was doomed to disappointment, the house was full of coffins, and there was a disgusting smell, and the lady bureaucrat went downstairs and then back to the living room, looking very ugly and a little nauseous.

“Is this it?” Brando looked at her face and couldn't help but ask with concern.

Antitina nodded silently.

“Can you confirm where? ”

“Behind the house, there was a black pine tree, and if I recall correctly, it should be under the tree, and there was a little pool there, so it shouldn't be a cemetery, and I remember my father telling me that once.” Antitina recalls answering: “He and his mother met at a dance in Baden, and the first date was in this place…” She looked at it somewhat disgustingly: “Of course, it was still a residential neighborhood at that time, and the Butch River was not far away. ”

“Then let's go to the yard,” Freya frowned. "I really don't want to be here any longer. Damn, this guy made Antina's parents live in the same place they used to live - smoke! ”

Brando couldn't help but laugh, which was probably the so-called abomination of the Lord and things. In his view, the house was no big deal - the tomb keeper's house, wasn't it supposed to be? The stench was just a stale smell and corpse stench. The tomb keeper, though hopeless, was condemned for this matter and suffered a little without delusion. But he didn't dare say it in front of the two ladies, because he saw Antitina glancing at Freya with gratitude.

It was as if their feelings had gotten better since they cried in front of their mother.

Just like the traditional structure of the house in the Prague area, the kitchen leads to the back door, Antitina takes them to the back yard, there is a quite black pine behind the house, but the remembered pond has dried up, good thing the tomb keeper did not think of turning his own backyard into a cemetery, the yard has not been moved. But Antina was also unsure which part of his father's estate was buried under the black pine tree, so Brando and Freya could only dig a lap under the tree, good for the shovels in the tomb keeper's house, both of whom had endless strength.

In the first hour or two, they had no harvest at all, and Antittina's father seemed to bury things deep - or they were wrong, they weren't here at all - or they had been dug away, and the deeper the pit, the less visible what was conceivable. But when Freya digged about two or three meters deep in some direction, she suddenly dinged and felt the shovel hit something hard. She immediately realized what she might have found. She hurriedly stopped and took a peek at the dirt layer of the place and found that it was a rusty iron box buried beneath the dirt.

The case was not too big, it was about the size of a suitcase, and Freya hurried to Brando and Antitina and the three of them dug it out from under the earth. After they cleaned the box, the front of the box revealed an embossed crest. The shielded crest was divided into four plaids, one moon tooth on each of the two staggered plaids, and Brando could not help but hear the crest gently. The moon teeth are the emblem of Eluin, the royal crest of Sifah is a crest of moon teeth embedded in the full moon on the shield, while the crest of the Korkova family is a crest derived from the royal crest of Sifah - three oblique moon teeth on the shield crest, but where the crest has moon teeth, more or less, is inextricably linked to the royal vein.

Brando couldn't help but look at Antitina. I didn't expect her family to have at least some sort of relationship with the royal family. However, his knowledge of crematology was lacking, otherwise he would probably recognize the descendant of that prince.

“My father was an aristocrat from Sifah, Lord…" Antitina had to explain in a low voice.

It is not surprising that Brando suddenly, the nobility of Sifah, had more or less that connection to the royal family. But the doubt flashed through his mind, and he quickly dropped the idea and glanced at Antina, at least for the moment, the person best suited to open the case, undoubtedly the noble lady.

……

(PS:) The weekend two chapters have been served, and I hope you all have a good time and ask for a monthly ticket.