The Amber Sword

Rationally, both of them are close relatives of the Silver Queen, and a little mistake is not enough to scare them to death, but just two days ago - two nights ago, to be exact, the Empire suddenly lost its connection to Fort Passilian - anyone with a little bit of reason will understand what that means. Bad hunches tend to be the most tested, and within the next 24 hours, bad news floats like snowflakes ——

First, the flying horse knights of the Imperial Garrison in Yassa detected the movement of a large regiment in the Bear Lake area, and then another reconnaissance cavalry detected another regiment in the Silver Valley further south.

Twenty-seven hours later, Vargas, Iron Cedar Town and Forest Leaf Avenue were identified as defective.

Twenty-nine hours later, Nafir and Tallis, the twin towns north of the Bear Lake region, rushed to find traces of strange armies on the outskirts of the downstream city of Grey Stone.

Thirty-four hours later, the southern town of Twin Towns failed, and two hours later, the northern town failed.

Thirty-seven hours later, an Imperial Army post on the edge of the Boots Forest received a portion of the mutilation from the South, in which Baron Piris of the Coopers was found.

Forty-four hours later, the town was surrounded.

In the next half hour, the Cavalry of Fortress Cui Claw finally brought back the exact news that the Fortress of Passilian had failed, that a massive Jorgendigan army was attacking along the eastern branch of the Broken Sword Mountains in the direction of Fort Erno, and that the Imperial Fortress Corps was losing ground.

Fifteen minutes ago, Rusself confirmed his defect, and the Flying Horse Knight swept over the city, observing that the city was suspected of being bombarded with spell from more than twelve rings, sparing no inhabitants of the city.

Georgendigan invaded the empire, Anzlova fell for the most part, the Changqing corridor was in jeopardy, and the Rokozy - Broken Sword Mountains Fortress group became a rocking star far from the sky.

As if it were an instant, a terrible piece of news did not leave the shin, centered on the white rose garden, spread like a plague throughout the emperor - the news came as the horseman left the Palace of St. Cantipede and entered the mansions of the headmen of the dukes, counts, forbidden armies, knights, temples, like a spark of a star that splashed into the oil tank, igniting an estate, beneath the arch windows, above the attic, in the private rooms of the nobles, the candles were bright, then dressed in plain clothes, and the figures with their heads covered walked out the back door, through the alley, into the aristocracy of large and small.

Then the servants appeared in pink, and they hurriedly left their master's house, drove a carriage, or just their legs, to thousands of unknown corners of the city; messages of whispering reached each other through one person to the next, the next boarded a carriage, followed the street to the twenty-two gates of Rusta, and before dawn, countless carriages left the city, bustling in various directions of the empire - some to the countryside, some to the castle, some to the pier, and the news of the war spread along with them on the wind, breaking waves, across the entire empire.

This is Travis. Mr. Bernie and Captain Kevin Dragon Cavalry. What happened within 48 hours before Mr. de Santa Vallaria walked back and forth into the rose.

At this moment, in front of Constance, the commander of the Dragon Cavalry still appears a little sensible, while Mr. Travis is almost shaken up, who is responsible for the assessment of the promotion of the Knight of the Nettings, while he is primarily responsible for intelligence gathering and monitoring, and the leakage at hand is obviously meant to be counted against him. The Knight Commander was dedicated and willing to explain to the Supreme of the Empire before him, yet Constance needed not an explanation, but an answer.

The Queen's study room is not just for the two of them, the headmen of the Empire have gathered here and now, standing in front of the White Legion, Marquis Nigel, the Count of Banderon, close to the Imperial Navy, Donnas, Little Nederweyn, the head of the Cecil family, the current head of the Green Legion, Count Rodney, and the Grand Duke of Helix, Behind them are a number of nobles from other families, mostly close ministers to His Majesty on weekdays, together with the Temple of Fire envoys, roughly divided into three camps, close to the Paloot nobility, whose faces are visibly gloomy, and the Céciles and the military nobles mostly smile at the scene, the last of them, Grand Duke Helix., Chancellor Niedewen Jr., with a face on his face, can't see a god on his face.

As for Her Majesty herself, Her Majesty is a man of common colour, with no anger in her eyes, nor, of course, a hint of moderation, but with a little knowledge of the supremacy of the Empire, she will understand that it is often in this state that she is most terrified.

It was a while before Constance finally spoke.

She glanced at two people —— although Her Majesty's appearance was still a young girl, but her steady eyes revealed that Her Majesty's capital had come —— and she said calmly, "This is the second time, my dear Paloot family, and your nobles from the South, who have behaved so poorly in recent times, Mr. Commander, and so have you, and your brother, and I am disappointed that you have not spoken. Are you waiting for me to speak? ”

Hearing this, the nobles of the Cecil family were mostly blissful, while the military had a good look at the play, and only Ned Wen frowned. In his memory, Her Majesty rarely made her attitude so clear - but this was the third time in recent times that he felt strange inside and outside, whether it was the reprimand of the Cecil family at St. Cantipez's Palace, the reprimand of Grand Duke Parut at White Rose Garden, and her attitude at this moment.

But in Nederweyn's view, it was just weird, but Donalds had already changed his face. How terrible the rage of thunder on the throne was, he couldn't help but make Cerser tremble. He bit his teeth and didn't dare speak at all.

Travis almost swayed, and His Majesty said the word 'dear’, but his face was almost blue when he heard it. His heart wandered again and again, so he had to compliment him: "Don't dare, Your Majesty. ”

“So tell me, west of Cui Claw Fortress, how are the Lions of Tokenin moving? ”

“Nothing, Your Majesty.” Travis quickly wiped a sweat and answered.

“Where are the elves of the Four Realms? ”

This time the White Legion Commander Nigel shook his head: "No action, but the elves should not have been informed otherwise they would not have given up this opportunity. ”

“So at least Jorgen Deokoka has nothing to do with the Pokémon?” Constance asked.

When she asked the question, she frowned slightly, as if thinking about something, but hidden a feeling that Her Majesty's mind was not above what was happening at the moment.

Nigel seemed to have noticed this, as did Chancellor Jr. Nederwen, but the suspicion only flashed through his mind and shook his head: "I don't think so. ”

“Where are the Lions of Tokenin? ”

“The Lions should be waiting for the news that as soon as the troops of Jorgendigo arrive at Fort El Novo, they will do so.” Little Niedermann took a look at Her Majesty and finally spoke.

“How big is Jorgendigan's army?” Constance glanced at the young man opposite him, then turned away and put pressure on Travis.

The latter is sweaty, "Your Majesty, this is unclear, but they should have at least two regiments in Anzlova. ”

Silver Queen is silent, as if calculating something.

Little Nidewen sighed for a moment and said, “It's quite possible that those underground kings have already made their move, or at least half of Jorgendigan's lords will have to make it to this scale. ”

“Their goal is Yassa,” Constance said, “so now we have no countermeasures, and now in Anzlova, what army? ”

“We could have drawn on Anzeluta's army, but now...” Little Nederwen said half the words, then looked at Donnas in the crowd, the latter looked heavy, and immediately scolded the Prime Minister and half-dead in his heart. Of course he understood what that meant. Anzeluta's local corps, in addition to the natives, were mainly in the hands of Count Gian and Count Orcons, but this part of the army had already been drawn up earlier to supplement the Fortress of Passilian, and as for the rest of the noble army, not to mention everyone present, also understood where it had gone.

He hurried out and replied: "Your Majesty, Anzeluta's army has long been replenished into the Rokozy Mountains Fortress, and the rest of the militia and the local defence forces are simply unusable, even if they are, and have been defeated by the untamed Count Tonigle. ”

“Being fooled around by an Eruin seems to me to be a very honorable thing to do in Mr. Donalds' view.” Duke Cecil spoke ironically.

The latter was pale and reddish, but did not dare to speak back, as the Supreme of the Empire was clearly dishonoured at the moment.

Constance's face was restored to the same cold color: “Where is my nearest army? ”

“Two flying horse cavalry regiments of the White Legion are stationed in the Violet Valley, Your Majesty.” Marquis Nigel replied immediately.

“Can you make it? ”

The former shook his head: “To support Asa, we must cross the Changqing corridor, and we are unlikely to make it unless Grey Stone Town lasts at least 48 hours. ”

Constance glanced at his ministers with a glance: "So we had to abandon the Anzlova region? Or if Rokozy -- the Fortress of the Broken Sword Mountains fails, the greatest disgrace in the history of this empire, do you mean let me carry it? ”

Silence in the room.

The Silver Queen looked at these herself and smiled coldly: "Donnas, go and tell the Duke of Parut that the bottom line I give you is to keep Rococci - the Sword Broken Mountains Fortress. If you fail to do so, it means that you will not be able to manage the land, and by then the White Legion will have taken over the defense from Anzeluta to Changqing aisle. ”

Constance's voice was not high, but it seemed like a thunder had struck the crowd. All eyes instantly fell on Her Majesty's ever-present petition. Her eyes were full of surprises, doubts, curiosities and emotions of sympathy, awe, bliss and happiness. Almost everyone present was an old fox who had been floating in the heart of this imperial power, naturally understanding the weight contained in this sentence.

His Majesty set the fire this time.

Donnas swayed and almost passed out. He looked pale at the supreme man of the empire in front of him, but did not dare to complain at all, and hurried to bow down: “I understand. ”

Then he lost his soul and separated the crowd, walking out of the study.

In the study, there was nothing left but trembling Travis, but Constance was too lazy to even look at him and whisked her sleeve, leaving the room accompanied by a woman.

When Rodney and the other nobles left the Rose Garden, they deliberately backed off and followed Grand Duke Helix. The latter was about to board the carriage and noticed the move of the new Ashleigh family parent before turning back and asking, "Count, what are your instructions? ”

Rodney smiled bitterly: "The Duke laughed. I wanted to ask the Lord what he thought of what His Majesty just said. ”

When he heard this, the Duke stopped boarding, and he simply retracted his feet and looked at each other with a slight tone: “What do you think, Count? ”

“His Majesty has apparently relaxed surveillance of the military in recent days, but secretly pressured us harder and harder, thinking she was going to take the plane to support the Paloot family, but didn't expect...”

Grand Duke Helix shook his head: “Her Majesty's character has become more and more isolated lately, and the Paloots have been obliged to petition her for some time...”

Rodney seemed to think of something: “Since that incident...”

Grand Duke Helix glanced at him with alarm: "Shut up, these are not the things we should be discussing, Rodney Jr., in the face of me and your father being sociable, let me remind you that there is still a chance to go back to your family's territory. ”

Rodney whispered, "Lord Duke, you? ”

The Duke nodded: "In less than a week, I will leave Wangdu and return to the leaf collar. ”

Rodney looked at him with astonishment, leaving Wangdu at this time amounting to declaring his departure from the centre of imperial power, almost unimaginable for their nobility at this level.

The old duke shook his head: “Little Rodney, forty years ago, the wind wave, you were young, but I witnessed it with my own eyes. I don't want to go through it again; well, I said it all because of the relationship between our two generations. After listening to the letter, believe it or not, don't pass it on to other people's ears. As for how to weigh the trade-offs, leave it to yourself. ”

After that, he waved at the latter and boarded the carriage, leaving only Rodney standing where he was, looking thoughtfully at the carriage sliding into darkness.

But finally, the latter smiled softly and shook his head.

……

Bettissa snuck into the room quietly, then closed the door upside down, and she turned around and looked around in the dark room, as if looking for something.

It was at this time that a voice came: "Bettissa, are you back? ”

The round-faced mountain waitress was apparently frightened, and then she recognized the voice of the countess and relieved herself. Although she had not found any place in the house, she nodded hastily.

After a while, as if there was a moment of silence, the voice asked again: "What, is everything out there true? ”

“It's all true, Count, there's a terrific transmission out there, saying that the Empire lost the battle in the south, and now both Anzlova and Rokozy are in danger," she thought for a second, as if she were remembering something, and she replied with a thumbs-up: “It's strange, though, that this attack was not a Lion or a St. Osol wind elf, but an army of some Jorgendigan's, and I've never even heard of that place. ”

“Jorgendioka?” Xi slightly suddenly remembered the cavemen of the Cold Cedar Collar, she quietly stunned for a moment, and her thoughts about Eruin grew stronger. Squeak, she opened the window, Bettissa found her lord standing by the window, the other side holding the jade gun, staring out the window, her eyes lined with the stars under the distant night sky, she couldn't help but wrinkle her eyebrows, not thinking well, the Count became ill again.

It wasn't long before Sy turned around, and she seemed to think of something, calling out, "Bettissa, Bettissa. ”

“I'm here, Count.” Bettissa replied hastily.

“How far did Anzlova tell you last time about that Rusself?” The mountain girl whispered.

Bettissa opened her mouth and chirped in her heart, but couldn't speak the rest.

Sy's bright eyes stared at him: "Lord, is he there? ”

Bettissa, of course, understands who the ‘lord' is, but she can't help but cry bitterly at this moment, thinking that she has nothing to do to help this countess to find out what news. The real purpose of the other party was here, but as a servant, she dared not speak lies and nodded honestly. Before she nodded her head a second time, she felt her countess come to her with an arrow and grab her shoulder. “Where is he? Where is Jorgendigan's army now? Is he in danger? ”

Bettissa almost screamed, she hurried to shake her head in white, how could she know all this stuff one by one, about the boiling outside, but none of it was reliable, and she could only know about it at most.

However, she knew that she would not be able to sleep for a few days. She had to console her countess: "Count, the lord of the Tonigal people, may have left Anzlova a long time ago. If he had taken a boat from Rune, he would have arrived in Banquer in no time. Maybe he was already in the lofty sea at this time. ”

As if she had listened to these words, she relaxed and glanced at her maid and nodded: "Thank you, Bettissa. ”

“Count, that's what I'm supposed to do. ”

Bettissa said, praying in her heart, thinking of Martha's blessing, so that the Count's illness can get better quickly, don't be so nagging all the time.

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(PS: Thank you to a PPT webmate for making a chart for Amber. I've received it, and it's very, very helpful to me —— I can really feel the deep love for Amber from up there. I'm really touched by it, and I feel so motivated when I receive it, I can keep writing about Amber until the end of it perfectly, thank you.)