The Amber Sword

The ensuing discussion became lengthy and meaningless, with secret letters full of speculation and lack of tangible evidence, and even the nobles present could not truly suspect that the Imperial Prime Minister would be the traitor - although they did know that the interests of the Empire had been betrayed, and the possession of Anzlova and the accurate judgment of the Jogentigans illustrated everything. Especially today, when the southern part of the empire is in peril, Her Majesty is even less likely to easily convict such an identity-sensitive, high-ranking figure, with speculation that it may be a divorced ploy and a state of happiness - most of whom have had enemies with the Prime Minister of the Empire.

But either way, this kind of thing always reminds me of the rumors of the Duke of Helix in recent times, first the Duke of Flowers, then the Chancellor, and then who?

Everyone had a dark feeling that an invisible hand was waving behind them, but it was speculative who that person was.

Her Majesty also frowned, as if she had felt threatened by both.

In sum, because of this unexpected secret letter, the tea party on this day may be unhappy, but Her Majesty did not make a statement at last, and nobles will inevitably guess who will be unlucky next, it seems that His Majesty still has faith in the Prime Minister, then the shooter will only be afraid of bad luck, or some other turning point, everyone has a playful attitude, and there is no doubt that the events of this day leave room for everyone to think.

But few people know that the Silver Queen's frowns stretched tightly after her fathers - especially little Nederweyn - left, and her mood seemed to recover as if it had just appeared before, or she looked behind the group's departure and smiled slightly instead.

The supreme lady stood under the vaulted windows of the living room looking out at the rose garden and even crossed the gates of the Palazzo San Cantipe, looking a little uncertain.

“Well, give them some trouble, poor old Walla, hope your eyes don't notice this direction too soon," Constance said to herself: “Unfortunately the time is too tight, I should have been awake sooner... flower collar, Lord Helix, hope nothing goes wrong with Rodney's grass bag, the mountains of Arkash - haven't seen it in almost 40 years, the sharp cliffs on the ice and snow have not faded at all in my memory. ”

“Darius, do you see...”

Her Majesty stood quietly in front of the window, lifting her chin slightly as if facing an invisible audience.

“I hear that's your grandson. It's a shame I don't have time to see your descendants anymore. The sword of the earth will eventually fall on him. Perhaps this is Lord Martha's affirmation of us in the midst of the earth. I just hope Gwendolyn finds him as soon as possible, Darius, and I'm sure you will understand my options. ”

The lobby calmed down and whispered in the wind through the courtyard woods neither answered yes nor no, but the Silver Queen seemed to know the answer.

She finally took a look at the centuries-old Holy Palace of the Cruz, and then turned back and stopped looking at the dynasty outside the gates of the San Cantipe Palace.

It's time to know that answer.

The royal carriage is already ready.

……

Within Autumn Hazelnut Estate, wrapping her fingertips and counting the days, Sydney realized that she had been under house arrest for nearly two months in this ancient castle outside Rusta, and that the view of the countryside around Bankel had shifted from late autumn to late winter. Although it had not snowed south of the Thistle Mountains, the gradual cooling temperatures and increasing winter clothing jackets also illustrated the changes in the four seasons.

Some days ago, a month ago, to be exact, news about Rusta could reach the ancient castle accurately, but with the glue of Anzlova and the entire southern battle of the Empire, the atmosphere of the Emperor has been tense for a day, and more recently there have been rumours of Grand Duke Helix's treachery against the Empire and the alleged complicity of His Highness the Prime Minister. Although such trail news is more or less frightening, every inhabitant of Didu can at least experience one thing.

The guards and patrol cavalry stationed in Didu are clearly more vigilant than ever, and in the memory of the older generations, this was only 60 years ago, as if with the atmosphere of war characteristic of that era, everyone began to feel nervous.

It's the same for the maids in the manor.

Beisha has reduced the number of outings in recent times. After all, every time this happens, the city becomes particularly restless, and people will always take advantage of this time to come out and make waves. Not to mention the tension in the city of Rusta, ordinary people will worry about being caught up in that unpredictable swirl. And for one reason or another, outside news gradually became isolated inside the estate, and there was less and less information coming from the war in Anzlova, and people began to become more and more concerned about whether the Empire would lose Anzeluta, rather than about the safety of the Count from Eruin.

And so there's very little news about Brando.

In fact, since the fall of Graystone, I have not heard any rumors of discussing the Count.

For Bertha et al., the only thing that makes them happy is that at least their Countess is convinced that the legendary Lord Tonigle is safe, otherwise they really don't know how to comfort the latter, although privately, they more or less believe that the unlucky Countess is mostly dead in Anzlova.

The day Bertha was drying her clothes on the terrace of the estate as usual, and suddenly she saw the carriage through the woods like a ghost, waiting for her to see the crest on the carriage, shouting in a low voice, hurrying down and crashing from the third floor of the castle down the hall, until she pushed the thick wooden door in the hall to remind the nominal owner of the estate who had come, but carefully shut her mouth.

It's not just the ladies and girls she knows in the hall.

In fact, the hillbilly waitresses were standing behind Sy in a fearful position, two rows to the left, and another woman was standing in front of the Countess. In fact, very few people in this empire dare to see her purely as a woman. The Silver Queen stands in front of this hillbilly girl, with no one but her driver and attendant, who is waiting for her at this moment outside the estate, and the attendant who obeys her orders to stand and stand outside the door, that is, at this moment the supreme of the empire is alone in the face of Sy.

The mountain girls are not worried at this moment about what their countess has said that is unpleasant, but that she will suddenly attack Her Majesty and kill her here, which is a priori, although it is incredible that Her Majesty did not pursue it.

And this is the first time in two months that Constance has personally come to see Cee.

“I think you understand why I'm here today," Silver Queen said today, not with a bend in mind, but with a stare into Sy's eyes. “Today I need your answer. ”

But that doesn't impress Sydney at all.

The mountain girl gazed at the queen with her lips and stared at her severely. If she could, she would have stabbed her past like the last time, but this time she found herself unable to summon Tianqing's gun. Just a moment ago, Owina warned her to be careful to protect herself. As the owner of Tianqing's gun, she must be held accountable and must not die in this shitty place for nothing. That's what the lady said, but Sy always thought she had something to say.

“You think you won't talk, I have nothing to do with you. You forget what I said last time. For your sake, I can declare war without hesitation against any force in the world, whether it be the Eruins or the Bukas. You should clearly understand my resolve, not to piss me off. I will kill your lord, no more difficult than pinching a bug, little girl.” Constance replied softly.

Sy shuddered slightly when she heard the phrase, but was not afraid, but angry. Her Majesty clearly saw the anger spraying in the eyes of this mountain girl.

She didn't speak, but if the anger in her eyes could express her feelings, Constance felt she had been burned countless times.

Constance obviously estimated this reaction a long time ago.

She sighed softly: "Silly child. ”

“You must think I have to stand against you, but did you ever think that I was the emperor of the empire, and that your lord was just a little Earl of Eluin, and there was no conflict between me and him other than where you belonged, and in fact, not only that, but I could even give him a hand in climbing to heaven, and if he would bow down to me, what difference would it make between working for me and working for him? ”

Her Majesty rarely changed her tone and said softly, making it almost impossible for Bertha and others beside her to believe her ears. Instead, their first reaction was to look at her countess in surprise, wondering who exactly was this woman sacred, is it Her Majesty's bastard daughter?

Of course, this treacherous idea, they dare to stay in their hearts for a moment at most, and hurry to put it behind their heads, as if they were already going to go to the gallows just to have this idea.

Fortunately, the Silver Queen obviously didn't read her mind, so she couldn't know what kind of weird thoughts were spinning in these waitresses' hearts. After she said this, she waited for Sy's answer. Today's Silver Queen looks more confident than she was that day, as if she had no fear that the Mountain Girl would reject her.

Sy listened to her and her eyes moved slightly, but still looked at her with deep suspicion.

“You don't believe me?” Constance asks with some dissatisfaction, but this stubborn, stone-like girl does frustrate her a little, and she can find a solution, whether she is smart or resolute, but Misi behaves appropriately in keeping with her identity - the daughter of a mountaineer, whose silent suspicion is that Her Majesty thinks she meets the daughter of a farmer from Ludwig or Metz Country, who is blind and stubborn, and who always has an instinctive suspicion of any word.

Sy still doesn't answer, but that already stands for her attitude.

If in the past, the Silver Queen most of her sleeves went unhappy, but today, she gave the waitresses a look and told them to hurry back out in horror. After everyone left, Her Majesty only said: “I know you don't believe me, but I don't have much time, I just want you to understand that I am one person with your lord. ”

“You think I don't know him,” Constance looked at Sy with a sense of superiority: “You're wrong, little girl, I know him better than you do, I know who he is. ”

“You're the daughter of a mountain man, so you must have heard the stories about the mountain forest, right?” She didn't give Sy a chance to rebut, but went on to ask.

Sy is still silent on this question to the right.

But the Silver Queen did not need the girl's answer because she understood that the legends of the mountain people about the mountain forests were passed down from generation to generation, although they migrated around the mountains, but ancient traditions were passed down from generation to generation.

“Then you should understand that in the legend of the Black Forest, the blood of the mountain people, flowing with noble blood, part of it, even from the days before the battle of the saints, the dragon of darkness ruled the Minor Empire, but Druid also expressed his subordination to him, in fact far more than that, the Temple of the Earth, the Lion, why not, the eternal king and another subordinate, the mountain people. ”

Constance smiled. “You swore allegiance to your lord, not just to the innocent girl. You knew who he was, from the moment he gave you the Golden Apple...”

“Who would the fairy give an apple to, but the saint of the pioneer? ”

“He has inherited the Dragon of Darkness. ”

The Silver Queen said this softly.

The mountain girl suddenly raised her head like an electric shock and stared at her violently. Her overreactions frightened Constance. The latter flashed slightly before realizing that she suspected that she would be detrimental to her Supreme Lord. Her Majesty couldn't help but laugh a little at this moment. She had met people with a single brain, but like this little girl, she had never seen her before. Constance couldn't help but feel sorry for herself. She wondered why she hadn't met this stupid girl earlier.

She slandered Brando's belly twice in her heart before reaching out her right hand and letting Sy see a snake-shaped ring at the end of her right index finger.

Sy stared vigilantly at the ring.

She certainly recognized the meaning of this ring for so long around Brando.

“Don't worry, I'm not showing you who I am. This ring is for me. Everything goes back to what they call a tight organization. This is just what I think." Her Majesty gently removed the ring and threw it aside. This incredibly important thing for all things goes back to believers. As if it were garbage, let it fall into the dark corner with a single tinkle, not even a glance. She replied: "I'm just telling you how I knew your adult's secret, and I know even more. Eruin had no secrets in my eyes, and I even knew Amman's death was related to him. ”

She smiled softly: "The return of all things will infiltrate the Temple of Fire, because your lord has intervened, but he has suffered a great loss. I have kept it a secret for you for so long, and I think you should return something to me. ”

But Sy looked up at Her Majesty, then lowered her head and shook her head stubbornly again.

“You think I'm lying? ”

“I am with Lord Lord because he is Lord.” As if it were a wreck of heaven, the mountain girl answered, “My lord has never abandoned me, nor will I ever leave him. ”

“What a silly boy,” Constance said slightly: “What could make you so fascinated? ”

And she sighed again and said softly, "Well, you're such a stubborn girl. So, Sy, do you really understand what your lord thinks? What does he want to do? What's his purpose? Know that he is different from every one of you, and that he walks far ahead of you. Do you think you can keep up with him now alone? ”

For the first time, Sydney's eyes were slightly loose.

“Do you understand?” Silver Queen smiles slightly: “I said," Your Lordship and I are a kind of person, because I and he both know the nature of the world, not to be confused by the myths and legends of the past millennium - Sy, you've met the drunken and dreamy aristocrats out there, and you've dealt with those cults with your lord, so you should understand the threat hidden under the flourishing and flourishing manifestations of the world. Do you think people like me and him who can clearly understand this will crave the power of the universe, it's just those short-sighted and self-righteous fantasies? ”

As she said this, she reached out to the mountain girl.

“Come on, Sy, I'll show you what I'm doing with your lord. You'll see, you're helping me, you're helping him, but what he's doing has no purpose, and I know better what I'm doing--”

Constance stared into Sy's eyes and continued:

“Remember what I said to you, you won't kill me, you won't kill me, you will soon understand why. ”

“Tianqing's gun, it's on my side, Sy. ”

“You won't regret it. ”

The Mountain Girl stood there staring at the hand of the Supreme of the Empire reaching out to herself with a slight hesitation in her heart.

And it was at this time that she heard a clear voice coming from her heart.

“Don't believe her, Sy. ”

That's Ovina's voice.

……