The Amber Sword

The two men were talking, when a servant knocked on the door and reported outside: "Ma'am, the mission has arrived and they entered the city from Stone Lizard Mountain Road because the martial law was delayed for a little while. ”

“Humph!” the little girl knocked on the table in the middle of the wagon and left her mouth open: “Looks like the guy's here. ”

“Chiara, shall we go?” The Count asked weakly and weakly, but the little girl's attitude was tight, and she shook her head hastily: “No, we'll wait here, let me see if the guy is bored first. ”

Though full of grace, Count Jin is not a fool. Naturally, she can see that her companion is clearly intentionally unable to pass with the Count. She can also guess a few reasons in secret. She couldn't help but ask more worried: “Chiara, this is not good. ”

“What's wrong?” The little girl answered carelessly.

“After all, he is the head of the mission...”

“So what? If that guy dares to hit me in the face, I won't go to the Empire.” The little girl hummed with great dissatisfaction.

“Not going to the Empire?” Count Kim revealed a frightening glimmer.

“What are you afraid of, Enid, when you come to my house for a while, I'll go tell my brother, and your father won't dare to take us.” The little girl replied.

The Count opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but knew that he could not persuade the companion. He could only sit there anxiously, as if he had confessed his destiny.

The car was quiet for a while, each of them awaited Brando in a different mood. The Count was eager only to hope that the Count would not be angry with her. She was suffering in her heart and could not help but grieve for a moment. The little girl sitting opposite her looked uncomfortable, knocking lightly on the window with her fingers and gauging the view outside.

Upon entering the city, Brando received a message from a servant who had long known that representatives of the Sifah family and the Earl of Grey Mountain were already in the city, although he had settled the mission at the hotel in the fortress before travelling alone to the agreed place. Coming close to the agreed spot, he saw the two carriages parked under the oak tree and the servants standing in two rows beside the carriage, and he walked over to identify them, thinking that he would meet the two representatives, but did not expect that the servant who had sent the message to the carriage would return shortly thereafter, carrying a poker face to bring him back a sentence:

“Ma'am, she heard that the Count learned about the news, and in order to prove the identity of the Count, she wanted to examine some of the Count's academic problems. ”

Brando was stunned and wondered if the nobleman's head was all right. Is there such an identification? Is Her Royal Highness's seal fake?

He glanced at the carriage and thought about it. After all, he was a member of the royal family - although an ex-royal family - and a girl. It was too difficult to compare. He had to be patient and replied: “Go ahead. ”

Chiara almost put a little face on the car window, while she said with some pride: “I've heard that guy self-proclaimed to be a literary journalist, in the southern realm rumors about him are so godly, I've seen many such people, Jinyu is just outside, knowledge to them is just a costume, gorgeous clothing, look I came to tear through his fake appearance, hum, let him understand that the search for truth is sacred and not desecrated. ”

Count Kim had almost seen herself punished for causing trouble to the family, and that confined hut swayed around in front of her, and she asked with great concern: "What question did you ask him, Chiara? ”

“Hey,” the little girl smiled cunningly, pushing her thick glasses and answering with some pride, "Nothing, just some ancient text. ”

Enid stared at her with some hesitation, and some doubted that her companion would really be so merciful.

Indeed, the little girl said, "But a friend of my teacher's asked him to find them on some tablets, and I spent a long time with my teacher on the cold and boring Balta Plateau in order to dig them out. Teacher, he is the authority of the ancient language world, but the words on the tablet, he can't even recognize them, so just wait and see the guy embarrassed. ”

Enid knew who the teacher of the little girl was, and thought that if even the master could not recognize it, it would not be embarrassing if the Count could not recognize it. Of course, she did not dare to say that, lest she should be called to gossip again temporarily.

Beyond the carriage, Brando was taking over the note from the servant, who looked at the ancient text on the note as if it were a tadpole and laughed.

Isn't that what's on the ancient tablet?

The first clue to the war tablet--

These tablets were only discovered earlier in this era because of the clues he provided to Tulaman. Ask anything else, preferably the text on the tablet. The text on this tablet used to boil down in the forum, and ended up being translated by a 16-grade master of ancient language knowledge in their guild, wearing a +3 linguistics skilled scholar artifact - who knew the necklace and was able to carry it out with his eyes closed. He put down the note and said to the servant in front of him without even thinking about it:

“Tell your lady that the fragments of the heavenly dome fell to the ground as the heavenly columns collapsed, recording whispers in the dust and wind -”

A few minutes--

“Chiara, Count, is he right?” Enid looked at her companion with some apprehension, and she had been staring at the note for a while.

“He's not guessing.” The little girl dropped the sentence and jumped off the carriage, pushed away to hold her servant and rushed out. Brando didn't expect to get out of the carriage like this little Laurie, who was still changing her teeth. In standard opposition lines, she was a yellow-haired girl who smelled like milk, and she was wearing thick bottle-bottomed glasses that totally mismatched her pretty face. She looked at him with her eyebrows and asked him, "Hey, how did you recognize these words? ”

You don't want to talk about noble manners?

“This little lady, who are you?” Brando was still a little upset, but when he found out that he was such a little girl, he was no longer angry, and he was no longer bored enough to compare himself to a little kid.

Chiara seemed to realize her disrespect, but she hummed softly and replied, "Count Deluxe is my father, Queen Anna is my aunt, and my brother is Levine? Ornathan? Lord Sifah, you must know who I am. ”

What is this messy relationship, Brando looks at this tall little Lori, and it took a while to clear his mind, and he says, “Are you the representative of the Sifah family? ”

“It's the former royal family,” the little girl corrected, “pretty much, but I don't want to go to the empire, can you convince me? ”

What a spoiled little girl, Brando thought, he shook his head: “I can't convince you, why don't you go back first, the eldest son is a gentle man, he won't blame his sister. ”

“Oh, you're a strange guy, you still call my brother the eldest son of the king. It's not a rule to call him that. You know, you're not afraid that Her Royal Highness will bother you. Oh, I know,” the little girl flashed in her eyes and replied with pride, “You don't even put that little girl's princess in your eyes, do you? Or you can support Brother Levin to take the throne. The Korkova family has lost their swords. It's only natural to lose the throne. History is a cycle. When the Sifah dynasty arrives early in the revival period, my brother is much more powerful than your princess. The little princess only calculates how to sell herself a good price, marry a happy husband and son-in-law, so as to revive the Korkova royal family. Her skin is shallow. The renaissance of a country, in one room at a time, what do you think? I guarantee you that in the future, this guy will not just be the Count, and people will call you the Duke. ”

If it were for someone else to say this to Brando, Brando promised to beat him up on the ground, but instead it was a milky little Lori who persuaded him seriously, only to make him cry. The little guy didn't even change his teeth completely, preferring a little girl named Griffin, as if his Royal Highness, who was seventeen years old this year, was the one who smelled like milk.

“Ma'am, if you don't want to go to the Empire, I can write you a letter to prove that you're not feeling well. As for the rest, I'm really not interested in discussing it.” Brando had to say so.

But the little girl didn't necessarily appreciate it. She shook her head and said, “I'm in good health. I don't need you to prove anything to me. Besides, you haven't told me why you know those words. I have to figure this out. ”

“Well, do as you wish.” Brando shook his head straight, wondering what it was like to say you didn't want to go to the Empire, to go out against it.

But Chiara seemed to see this unexpected look on his face, humming softly: "I don't want to go to the empire, and I'm going to the empire, which is not a contradiction.” Come on, she turned around and ran all the way back to the carriage with her skirt. Rudely, she climbed the wagon and said aloud to Count Jinjin, who sat on the wagon, "Enid, I've changed my mind, I'm going to the empire, you go back alone. ”

“No need, Chiara, I'm with you.” When did she say she was going back when the Count wanted to cry without tears, but Chiara's words finally relieved her - okay, at least she didn't have to go home to be confined, and while she didn't know why the young lady would change her mind temporarily, at one point the Countess couldn't help but have an unspeakable fondness for Count Tonyger, whom she had never met.

Thank God Martha's up there, she secretly painted a sign of the gods on her chest.

……

After the return of Chiara and Count Kim, people traveling day after day enjoyed a rare and safe night in the hotel, although the city was boiling over the burglary of Lord Viscount, it had nothing to do with them after all. While the guards were roughly reluctant to copy out all the wealthy businessmen in the city and claim that they were working together and then confiscate their property, they dared not mess with this large group.

After a half-day and overnight stay in Fort Tisco and leaving the next morning, it was said that the Viscount had not found the mysterious thief until the end, and the area around Grey Mountain had been spreading legends of a ghostly nightingale for a long time thereafter. At first, the image of the nightingale was like a god in heaven, and then I didn't know how to relate to Count Tonigel, and even more so, some people swore that he had seen the Count steal the Lord Viscount's things with his own eyes, as if Brando was on the loose when he was committing the crime. Over time, the image of the nightingale gradually became the image of a wise and agile little girl, but regardless of the image, what they were doing was robbing the rich and poor, the martial warriors, as if the ancient martial thieves, whether they ate or not, could not find anything more meaningful to do every day.

And as for what the Viscount has lost, it is more commonly said that it is a ton of gold, or a diamond the size of a fist, exaggerating that it is evidence that the Viscount has fought treason. Most people with such malicious ideas have no past resentment against the Viscount, but it is a general understanding that these things - if they had been acquired by themselves - would have been better. Most people have not proven to be the noble character of a Ranger.

After leaving Fort Tisco, the mission headed north, but did not enter Corcova, but crossed the border between Grey Mountain and the Balta Plateau, directly upholding the cold winds of the Iron Thorn Mountain Road towards the border of the Kingdom day after day. After leaving the Grey Mountain area, there was an endless mountain swarm, and there were no more human settlements in the tumbling mountains. Three days later, they passed near Fort Winterclaw, arguably saying goodbye to the area closest to civilization before reaching the Empire.

Then there is the snowy area, which is untouched all year round, and is a natural no-go zone between empire and kingdom.

Haruze tells them some terrible stories about the area, such as the broken voices in the wind at night, whispers of the dead on the plateau, and the lame people on the plateau, this terrible wolf-shaped creature, who lived with his sister for quite some time in Fort Winterclaw, so he knows very well some of the local folk stories. But these stories scared the ladies in the envoy away for days and nights, and then Brando and the little prince together became unpopular guests in the wagons, and for Brando it was no trouble.

For these days, Chiara has been haunting Brando to figure out why he knows what the ancient scripts mean. Of course, Brando couldn't have come up with this kind of bullshit if you were all cavemen, and I was at least a wise man from the future. But in an accidental conversation, when this little Sifah girl asked his teacher's permission, he moved out of the Bukan rhetoric as usual. I didn't expect that this rhetoric would work. After that, Chiara disappeared, hiding in her carriage with Count Thousand Kings on the last day. Later, Brando found out how she was plotting to steal Bukan knowledge from him. This so-called truth stopped him to tears.

Others in the mission did not have the same spirit of hard labor as the Great Lady of the Sifah family. Apart from Ike and the sergeant from Janilassou, most of the noble descendants who raised them, since entering Balta, began to call them bitter, and then became ill one after the other, first Mr. Avram the meatball, because his mouth ate some unclean wild taste - which of course he had his servant find a way to find - and then began to spit down, good thing that the clerics still accompanying him in the mission took a day or two to put an end to it.

And then Grand Duke Goran-Elson's little Lori, seven or eight years old, started a fever, and Brando seemed to have a babysitter in his hand, and although he had little Lori hold his hand, tears and soft words called his brother, which sounded good, but the price was a few days without a good eye.

After the mission crossed the last summit on the Balta border, everything seemed to settle down voluntarily.

Because everyone understands that the Black Sword barrier lies ahead.

Beginning in the last era, that was the gateway to the Empire, the last level on the north side of the kingdom--

The majestic mountain peaks traverse the north and south, joining the two kingdoms side by side, in the southeast of the empire, across such a vast mountain system, which is part of the White Mountain Line, which runs across the entire south of St. Osor, at the end of the west, through the southernmost part of the Four Realms, where a undulating mountain mass forms, at the center of the mountains, snowpacking all year round, There are even many large, small and ever-growing black forests, and this is a paradise for archaeologists and explorers, the Dilute Mountains —— the mountains named after the first King of the Wind Elves, and to the west is the famous Anzeluta area, which may be confusing to say the only name, but it also has another name —— the Highlander Home, the home of the Long Blade Lord; and to the east of the Dilute Mountains, It is the abyss of starlight, with its coastal areas divided into large and small principalities and kingdoms, of which Antobulo is one.

And to the north of it is the famous Four Realms, the Four Leaf Plains, the rise of the Wind Elves and the Cruz, as well as the place where the sacred covenant was concluded.

And the Balta Plateau, just one end south of this prestigious mountain range, slowly converges towards the Corcova Plains, forming a famous narrow crossing along with the eastern edge of the Broken Sword Mountains, which is the Black Sword Barrier.

On this day, the envoys finally saw the insignificant fortress between the two male peaks from above the heights, but everyone knew that only when you really came under it would you be deeply shocked by the walls of the fortress more than twenty meters--

That's the Imperial Wall.

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