The Amber Sword

In Warnde, the day of the Sabbath is used as a dividing line every year, marking the end of the year, and after that day, both civilians and aristocrats will gradually reduce their outings, whether for work or private travel; as if the hustle and bustle of the whole year had subsided during the month, people began to hold various festivities, banquets, from the northernmost Ten Arms Town to the Silman and Cold Cedar Castle areas on the southern border of Eruin, and households began to prepare and pray for the coming year, praying that the gods would bless the new year with calm and success.

But as if since the end of the year of the Sword, a trivial clash on the border between the kingdom of Eluin and the Empire of Cruz, a farce has officially gone from south to north on the southern border of Cruz, breaking the calm that should have existed in the past; starting with the month of frost, it seems that people have become accustomed to the burst of news coming from the south, starting with the Eluin invasion of the Empire's fortress and the Count from Eluin trying to challenge the dignity of the Empire. In subsequent rumours, however, the Count became a party to justice, and what he did at the Black Sword Barrier was simply to colour certain arrogant nobles - in these years, the pride of the Cruz has not yet been reduced to the need to show superiority in a small country, but rather, the temperament of the great powers has made the citizens of the Empire more morally justified and legitimate - so that they are more emotionally willing to stand by Brando to rival the arrogant, intransigent, high-ranking image of the Imperial aristocracy on a weekday, so that every time Brando triumphs, he shouts a good voice among the civilian class of the Empire, and even among the lower nobles.

‘There should be a lesson for the noble lords to understand. ’

This is the common view of almost all the lower layers of the empire, which is not to say that the upper layers of the empire have lost their hearts, that the pyramid structure is going to shake, and that the empire is going to fall apart as soon as Brando hits his arm. Most of the above mentalities are irrelevant. The tragic and delightful mentalities. The following rebellious attacks are always enjoyed by the civilian public. Of course, not excluding a small number of conspirators who were so foolish that they plotted even a few minor rebellions, these misguided bastards were given the opportunity by the Silver Queen to organize a number of actions to clear themselves up, one network at a time. In this regard, the supremacy of the Empire is indeed to thank Brando.

So the southern part of the empire became more lively than ever, and the center of the empire became more solid than ever.

In any event, whether willingly or unwillingly, Brando and his mission continue to advance north, and rumours of the Count continue to converge from all sides to the heart of the Empire.

On the last day of the month of Winterchin, Suzuki Festival in St. Osor, the day known elsewhere as the Resurrection Festival, Brando broke down the Imperial aristocratic private army in front of him, a prestigious Knights Summer Solstice Order composed of the brothers of the local village gentlemen, and the Anzeluta local defense corps led by Counts Gian and Orcons. The size of the Mission has suddenly expanded from a medium size of a hundred to a large convoy of hundreds. In addition to the Mission's own carriage, there are a dozen large caravans behind the convoy, all of them Imperial nobles, old and small, and most of them have names in history. This‘ hostage 'convoy was initially no more than one or two carriages, but after each battle it was often added to the Two, eventually forming the size of the now long dragon.

For these imperial aristocrats, Brando did not give them any difficulty, at least keeping them at a minimum decent, even allowing them to keep their servants and close friends - of course, these capabilities were limited to running errands, preparing meals and drinks for their masters, and solving the cold and life problems, so that Brando would not have to worry about these prisoners' rations himself, and they would solve them themselves. Of course, not excluding some of the hardliners who wanted to cause him trouble, who would rather starve to death than consume Brando's mission's rations, he also handled it very simply, providing basic rations to these well-respected guys on a weekday basis, so those guys didn't eat two loaves of hard bread, then went to contact their own servants with tears.

Brando doesn't care if these people escape. There's a 24-hour magic alert from the wizards in the vicinity of the convoy. There's a stone ghost patrol in the sky. How far can ordinary people go in the snow-covered wilderness? At first, there were so many people who tried to escape, Brando didn't even stop them. In a few days, the bad guys were cold and hungry. As if they were wildlings, they returned to the convoy consciously and voluntarily to remain captives. Brando deliberately relaxed the surveillance of these bad guys in the convoy. As a result, through their mouths, everyone quickly knew what had happened to them, and for a while it had a good deterrent effect.

The second flight culminated in the passage of the mission through a relatively busy area near Rusself, where several nobles successfully ‘escaped' injected hundreds of prisoners throughout the convoy with a dose of strength, after which they embarked on a massive escape operation that began every evening, reaching out to those fleeing the convoy, but they were almost invariably captured. Then the undead imperial nobles, through their own entourage, began to contact those outside the convoy and to carry out brave and intelligent hostage rescue operations over and over again.

As for the whole process, which was filled with aristocratic wisdom and mythology, for example, what circus passed by inviting the Count Brando to visit, or that the aristocrat in distress asked for help from his expatriate, full of the romantic colours of the knights, some even called Brando to cry, as a result? After Brando taught the aristocratic knights impersonating robbers, businessmen, prostitutes, mercenaries, noble family members and even members of the circus several times, the caravan motorcade behind the mission was inadvertently increased.

After a month of what you did to me, the Imperial aristocrats finally realized that their futile escape plans didn't work in Brando's eyes. The Count, though he looked like he was only twenty years old, was brilliant like the old mercenary corps leaders who had walked the continent for a lifetime, adventurers, mercenaries and nightingales who used camouflage and ghost tricks in front of him. What they didn't even expect, of course, was that Brando was teaching these strange people, and they were laughing at him, and these people were actually playing with him —— this is all the stuff he played with for the rest of his life, and the players' adventurers were playing in the next half of the world much more wonderful than these childish aristocrats, and some of them didn't even think about it.

In the second century, there was a famous example of a player who, in order to ambush Shalifinger, had made a rocky fortress of exactly the same kind with illusion less than five miles from Alice Anna, and then shielded the whole of Alice Anna from the map with a barricade-like technique, and no one thought anyone would play such a big game under the eyes of countless people, even the famous NPC of Shalifinger. If the player's guild hadn't made a leak at the time, I'm afraid the great cause of killing Charlie Finger would have really asked them to complete it. And it turns out that these aristocratic tricks, in Brando's view, are boring and boring.

He, Sophie, had been the head of the team for almost three decades in the game, which was not a particularly remarkable experience among game players, but it was well placed in the NPC, a seniority that even old mercenaries like Vern and Utah did not necessarily do.

Not to mention the fact that he was surrounded by an older leader, Nimmasis, a knight who was reluctant to admit her identity, did not prevent her from exercising her own experience.

Two people often spent the night studying these aristocratic tricks in carriages, naturally as a result of which some of the bad guys were eaten to death.

Leaving Rusself, the mission also began to gradually leave the land of Anzeluta, at a time when some of the small aristocratic families in the long motorcade were finally unable to hold on, and they began to make successive demands for redemption. Nor was it particularly difficult for these people, Brando, who received the money and released them greatly. Instead, this generosity earned him a reputation among some small aristocrats, and rumours about Kick-Ass Kensei and the Mad Count were not as bad as they had been at the beginning. Of course, it was just one thing, and on the other hand, the nobles that Miss Owney had freed at his behest had finally begun to play their part, and under the propaganda of their adding vinegar, Brando's identity had succeeded in becoming a different rule, unpopular expatriate from a foreign country, and had evolved into the image of a great demon king.

In fact, they are nothing but propaganda. After all, if Brando is not portrayed as insidious and cunning, and how good at playing with people's hearts, it would appear that they are incompetent as the men he has captured? After all, losing to a powerful opponent may indicate that you are weak and incompetent, losing to an intelligent opponent may indicate that you are a complete idiot, losing to an old spicy opponent may indicate that you are naive and naive, but if your opponent is despicable, then at least you can get the sympathy of the audience, after all, goodness is not guilty, right?

So in their description, Brando's treatment and decency to the nobles flew away, and the nobles captured by Brando lived a worse life every day than hell. They were unshielded and hungry - although one might wonder what a Count Eruin of the Hall was doing robbing them of their clothes and rations, such a description was, after all, consistent with the imperial speculation about the savages of Panbon's effects, and so the nobles' statements succeeded in provoking the outrage of almost all the nobles of the Empire.

Of course, this outrage has in fact existed from the outset, except that Count Jean and Count Olkons did not yet realize how to hold their heels morally and justly so that they could justify continuing to attack this Eruin envoy, and now they have finally found a reason to start a war, guided by the ‘handles' of the Duchess lady from Vieiro, but this reason sounds ridiculous and unbelievable, but it should suffice to persuade Her Majesty.

So, in the eyes of the whole empire, the two counts began their quest to regain face.

As described at the outset, this farce, which began all the way from the imperial border to the hinterland of the Empire, is again being performed, apparently in its second quarter, and it is difficult to say whether there are any more third and fourth quarters.

This time of year, the Eruin envoys finally crossed the last barrier of Mount Anzeruta, where they are now situated on an imperial map called Floating Cloud Hill, which is quite famous for the Empire - in the Battle of the Saints, this is the starting point of the Great Plains, from here to the east, an endless wilderness - the south-westernmost end of the Four Realms. To the north, through a narrow corridor called the Changqing Corridor, it connects with the famous flower leaf collar of the north; and to the east, close to the Broken Sword Mountains, is the Rokozy Heights, the closest place to the Plains of Tokenin, with countless fortresses and barriers at the junction of the mountains, blocking the attack from the Lions.

In other words, this place is probably the closest to war for the Empire at this moment, except for the wilderness of the Four Realms and the eastern foothills of the Broken Sword Mountains. Since July, this place has been on alert. To this day, there is no festive atmosphere anywhere else. Between towns and cities, on the road between shopping stations and shopping stations, pedestrians are scarce. Instead, patrols have begun to appear more frequently.

This place is currently one of the two battlefield soldiers and one of the weakest links of the Empire. If Brando were to be worried that the two Counts of Anzeluta would find a way to persuade some of the great imperialists of the two Legions of the North and the South to intercept themselves, but now, the Empire's soldiers are fighting hard and obviously are unlikely to be involved in these little games between nobles.

At this time, Brando finally partly favoured his imperial nobility through Leonard's ties of power within the Empire - although the nobility he first came into contact with was not the iron cluster of the Crown Prince - after all, the military nobles were mostly in the North, the South, the traditional sphere of influence of local nobility and temples. And the nobility that Brando came into contact with happened to be local forces that were emotionally biased towards the Crown Prince, and they had a common characteristic, which was that positions were shaky and far less powerful enough to influence the situation in the Empire, specifically, soy sauce.

But these soy sauces are very important to Brando at this moment, through whom Brando finally learns about what happened within the Empire during this period - especially when Veronica and Mangrove returned to the Empire. After a change in history, Brando, while still possessing a forward-looking judgment about the empire's terroir and the habits of the nobles in handling matters during this period, rarely had his eyes blackened about the specific course of the Empire's details after the Big Bang and before the Jihad, in fact, for the first time since his return to this era.

After his contacts with these small families, he finally learned what had happened since then. Indeed, as Veronica had expected, she had been deprived of military power upon her return to the Empire, but the Silver Queen had not relieved the Ericico family of her crimes, but had succeeded Veronica's elder brother in taking over the position of head of the Ericico family. She did so clearly in the hope of appealing to the military, not to offend too many of the people she was going to use, but Brando knew that there was a deeper reason, because he knew very well that Ms. Veronica was actually nothing more than a scapegoat in the whole incident, and that in the eyes of those who did not know the truth, the incident was punished for Veronica's inadvertent infliction of hardship on the royal family, but in fact it was nothing more than a cover-up. Her Majesty knew her role in it, and she so appeased the Erichika family that she inevitably had some suspicions of being a thief.

But what made Brando confused was that Veronica had not been returned to her own territory, but had been placed under house arrest in the Emperor, which made him a little confused. Is it true that Her Majesty the Queen had the heart of the Iron Stone and wanted to cure this Legion Commander's sins? Whatever he thinks is unnecessary, the Silver Queen doesn't know Veronica's ability, and she doesn't seem to have to sin against each other to death.

But Brando didn't really think about it until he reminded him that there might be a conspiracy in it, and he reacted —— something was wrong.

After learning the truth about the whole thing, Nimatis gave him the original words: "His Majesty the Emperor of the Cruz will do great things. ”

“What's going on?” Brando, aware of his own political experience, feared that he would not have to make Mr. Eko, a righteous knight in the mission, better, and did not feel anything wrong, asked directly.

Nimaisie looked at him with a rare look of iron and steel in her eyes. This look was like the look of a schoolsister when she looked at him: “Think about Veronica. Can his brother become a giant vessel? Now that you and I both know this, wouldn't the Silver Queen be unclear? What power does she have in the heart of the Empire when she says to let the Green Legion fly out? Without the Green Legion, the balance of power was easily broken. A mature politician would not make such an adventurous move, but by doing so, she indicated that she had made an attempt to eradicate the logic of proportionality between risk and gain, and her actions would certainly not be small. ”

The knight paused and replied faintly: "It's just that we don't have enough information to infer what she really wants. ”

When Brando heard a slight jump, he saw the silent rhetoric of the weekday. Only during this period of time did she occasionally say a few more words to him when discussing tactics against the nobles. At one time, that familiar feeling seemed to return to each other. When she said that earlier, it was like the scene when the schoolsister gave them the task of analyzing. But then, Baiqiao was much more gentle.

He shrugged his lips and thought seriously about what Nimaisie had said, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt it was possible.

But the action of the Supreme One was good or bad for them, as Nimais said, because there was too much information missing to deduce for a moment and a half.

“It's getting more and more complicated,” Brando couldn't help but say to himself, "But His Majesty's actions, I'm sure, will have nothing to do with what we're going to do next. What we're going to do is still deal with some two counts, and it's only when we get this done that we can take the initiative in the next trip to the Empire. ”

Instead of listening, the lady knight replied, "Lord, I think it's a good thing to focus on one thing, but we'd better ask about it. ”

Brando nodded this time, but in fact he had a suitable candidate hidden in his heart.

By the way, the other side is the only person he knows in the empire.

Coincidentally, they are very close at this point in geographic distance.

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