The Amber Sword

The sun rises from the gap between the tree crown branches in the woods, and the dew beads on the leaves reflect colorful light beneath the dawn. A team was trekking in the reckless woods, and the young man, who was the head, was wearing a black woolen coat, dressed in overnight dew, silver buttons at the neck with a cold fir crest, a sword in his hand, eyebrows staring at the densely wooded valley in front of him, Brando, who was leading the Eruins and the Cruz through the hills north of the Rokozy Heights, and was now approaching Port Rune, within a day's journey.

As expected, there has not been much trouble along the way, only occasionally met with the reprimand of the Jogentigans. It seems that the army of Jogentigans has truly gone to Yassa in the north. Not much thought has been given to this port city in the south. It is just not yet known what is happening on the plains. The villages and settlements, large and small, distributed outside the port of Rune, have not been attacked by Jogentigans, but the northern sky does not have the black cigarette columns that are common in the Vargas area. Think of the situation is fine.

Brando is waiting for revenge in front of him, and his stone ghost is circling over the clouds, but intelligence in the mountains still depends on foot revenge, which is the limitation of flying creatures.

But the White Lion infantry was not a professional scourge, and Rogers and his inner knights were half tuned, so it certainly took more time, and Brando became a little agitated while waiting, but he didn't dare to show that agitation on his face, knowing that the Cruz and the rest of the mission depended on him now more than ever, so he had to be more steady. He tapped the handle with his fingers at a rhythm - a sword that was not the sword of the earth, although the dragon queen did not necessarily take the risk of leading Ellenta against him, but he did not want to expose his position to the Jorgendigans - while thinking nonetheless about something marginal.

In fact, he's been thinking about what Magdalene said to him for days.

“The Temple of Fire will not easily attack Her Majesty. ”

“I don't know exactly why, but it was a pact with the Temple when His Majesty the last Emperor of the Cruz withdrew, and the Dragons were involved, and perhaps the lady knew more about the matter. ”

But Brando knew that Misserille would never tell him, and the question seemed to go back to its origins in a big circle - when the son of Grantoti appointed the Silver Queen as the next emperor of the Empire, what had happened at that time, and the answer to that question must have been related to the last jihad, but the question was precisely the biggest mystery for him. Brando was acutely aware that this jihad began on the great plains south of the Four Realms, and that St. Osor and Cruz appeared to have deliberately avoided the Alkash Mountains and surrounding areas, which were the starting point of the last jihad.

It seems that this secret can only be clarified by the parties in the Princess's mouth.

Brando shook his head gently and expelled from his mind the idea that he was already trapped in a dead end. Now that it was impossible to determine the true relationship between the Temple of Flame and Her Majesty the Queen, that was the only way not to consider it. He sighed slightly. The Silver Queen completely disrupted his plan by acting completely different than in history. He had planned to use the Lion as a stepping stone to cover himself with the halo of the Cruz hero, attracting the attention of the queen, and then try to save Sy. If he could not tear his face apart, it was naturally best, even if he did not succeed, to retreat to the line of emperor.

But at the moment, when the Jorgendigans first crossed the line, he could simply change the goal to allow the cavemen to replace the Lions as a stepping stone, so long as they held on to Port Rune, they would eventually achieve their goal, even though the Jorgendigans had made a fierce offensive, which would only increase the difficulty. But it never occurred to Her Majesty the Queen of the Cruz to be implicitly associated with these Jorgendigans, and even more likely, she was the mastermind behind all this, so Brando could not see what her real intentions were. Ninety.

Since it is impossible to ascertain what Her Majesty really wants, how can it attract her attention?

Especially now, the problem is not even just one of focus; it would be troublesome if counter-productive and hateful.

He turned around and saw Chiara spinning boringly and shining things on her hands —— it was a ring, typically underground in texture style, exactly what she had taken from Shaggius, but Brando didn't know that, so he cautioned: "Be careful, the Joggendigans always like to do something bad for themselves, they like to do things on their gear, watch out for poison needles hidden in the ring, or poisonous snakes in the armor. ”

Miss Qianjin of the Sifah family was apparently surprised by his words, and busily stopped the movement in her hand. The blue blue eyes revealed a foxy divine colour staring at the ring.

“Don't worry about this ring, you're lucky it happens to be one of the few pieces of equipment that hasn't been passive, and if it was, you'd be freezing to death for hours. ”

“Do you know this ring?” Chiaras had no idea that Brando was threatening her with falsehood, and the little girl raised her hand in the sun passing between the branches and asked the latter.

“Kind of.” Brando replied.

“Kind of? ”

“I am neither a professional expert nor an alchemist, I can only say that I have seen this ring. ”

“I can't tell, you're actually quite modest. What does it do? Is it a magic object?” Chiara asked curiously.

“Stonegrain rings, symbols of the identity of sacrificial beings in the underground world, some of which are advanced colours with magic that draw the power of earthy elements from the earth, thus summoning small earthy puppets.” Brando looked at the little girl's ring and introduced her.

“What about my one?” Chiara looks forward to seeing Brando.

“It's premium. ”

“Wow!” Chiara exclaimed with surprise, "How do I use it? ”

Brando looked at her somewhat strangely, and in The Sword of Amber, the player rating was prevalent in the 3rd to 40th grades, and the ring was popular because the summoning of small earthly elements was almost equivalent to the fighting power of a player of the same rank, which for an ordinary nobleman was equivalent to a close, absolutely loyal Silver Guard knight who lasted six hours a day, but seemed less than happy for Chiara, who was born into a large family like the Sifah family, to say how much such things would be needed if she wanted them.

Chiara glanced through his thoughts. She was also dismissed by this mortal vulgar idea. She hummed softly: “Huh, why are you looking at me like that? What do you know? This is my trophy. It means a lot different than what you take at random. ”

And then she scrubbed the ring carefully, and lifted it up and asked Brando, "Hey, how am I going to use it? ”

“Put it on your index finger and use it to spell 'EAAM-’ right in front of the dirt. ”

Chiara herself learned magic. She was familiar with the spells of these elements, and she silenced them a little bit, and then put on the ring to do as she was told. It didn't come out for a moment, only to see the soil under the little girl's feet slightly arched, separated, and eventually climbed out of a bunch of almost adult tall, shapeless, shitty muddy monsters —— this is the primary form of the puppet of the element, just like Brando remembered, and he knew that the higher the object, the closer it would be to the human form, and after reaching the stage of elemental elderhood, it would become a real giant.

Chiara looked very surprised when she saw her summons climb out of the soil. She studied it with enthusiasm for a while before raising her head and exclaiming: “I can't tell that your insights are quite vast. I thought the rumors about you were all self-bragging! By the way, you're familiar with magic, but you say you're not an alchemist. You're familiar with this ring, aren't you? ”

Brando listened to this and wondered if you were exaggerating. The problem is that the person being exaggerated doesn't seem happy at all.

And he looked up and he said, “I told you, I just happened to see this ring, and I was...”

“Then maybe you've seen something else too. I have one more thing here. I haven't figured out what it's for. Why don't you take a look at it for me?” When Chiara waved her hand arbitrarily, she interrupted Brando's words, as if the latter had seen the ring somewhere and it didn't matter to her at all.

Brando was impatiently trying to explain that he wasn't a jewelry connoisseur, but when he saw the little girl take that thing out of her waistbag, he couldn't help but hold it.

The gold card in Chiara's hand sparkled in the sun, and Brando was sure he would never misread it. It was a fate card, but also a rare gold rare card, a ground card: the Peak of All Saints, horizontal, chose to add any of the three elements to the pool of elements, and seeing this card, Charles not far away couldn't help blowing a whistle. Chiara looked back at him, and then she looked at Brando: “Can you tell me what this thing is? ”

This is a landmark, and it's a rare landmark that adds any element, from which travelers can freely construct their own group of cards - each traveling magician creates his own creatures, artifacts, and powerful spells, but the source of their power - the landmark comes from millions of real worlds, most of which, apart from Warnde himself, are shattered positions suspended outside the world, from which travelers extract the power of the hot earth, the dark earth, and nature to show the world that they build, all of which are the cornerstones of the traveling magician world.

Thus, a travel magician cannot create his own ground cards unless he finds a truly powerless world in his long journey between the world and the world, in order to seal the world into his cards and become one of his many sources of power, so for a travel magician, in addition to growing himself to increase the number of controllable cards and the capacity of fate cards, an important way to become stronger is to obtain more ground cards.

Dragon of Darkness is, after all, a different kind in the world of magicians by drawing the power of others directly as a source of their own strength.

And for Brando, the ground cards, especially the multi-colored ground cards, are exactly what he needs most right now. After he really enters the field of elements and even approaches the side of truth, the capacity of the card library actually increases further. Now he can find a way to turn Andrig or Medfis into a true traveler card, but it is precisely because he lacks more power and ‘can't live' so many cards that he has delayed action; maintaining Metisa's White City vanguard at the moment is already a pretty tough thing for him, and assuming a new traveler card emerges, the new traveler will surely have to hold more cards, which is undoubtedly a huge burden for him.

But with this cardboard, it's a lot easier.

Brando couldn't help but take a slight breath: “How did you get this? ”

“from someone else.” Kiara answered naturally.

Brando mistakenly thought someone else had given it to this little princess of the Sifah royal family, and he nodded softly: "Miss Chiara, if I tell you where it came from and that this card is very important to me, could you give it to me? ”

“Of course not," Chiara shook her head: "I'm not used to giving people anything for nothing," she shook in the sun with that card, and twisted her head: “Is this really important to you? ”

“It's very important," Brando replied, "to be honest, if you get this, you won't dare to add a little certainty to your next trip to Rune, but you can do it by reducing the risk. ”

“Looks like this thing is really important to you.” Chiara couldn't help but be surprised to say, “What is it, something so powerful, I've never heard of it. ”

Brando thought about it on the surface, actually exchanging opinions with Charles in his heart —— a card that he and Charles had heard of, and even discussed, because it was once one of the cards of Tumen, and Tumen's All Things Together group was a typical multi-coloured card, because the ground card was also one of his core cards, and Tumen's cards were mostly lost in Eruin, and he wanted to come to the card was just one of them, but he didn't expect it to fall into Chiara's hands, and after two surprises, the young wizard reminded him to find a way to get it.

This Halloween Peak, also one of the most famous rare landmarks in the history of the Travel Mage, is said to provide ten arbitrary elements to the Travel Mage every day in the state of maturity.

Charles' answer gave him a reminder that he thought for a moment and said to Chiara: "This is a card of destiny whose origins are rarely known, but some people who practice special factional magic can show the power above the card. ”

This little princess of the Sifah family is too smart to lie easily across the street because Brando is so eager to get this card that she can only answer half the time.

“So you're the one who practises special sectarian magic?” Chiara's blue eyeballs turned and asked curiously.

Brando nodded.

“What about me, can I show you the power on this?” She asked again.

“Well, I'm afraid not.” Brando replied: "Destiny cards are very special magical objects that, for those who cannot use them, are not different from a piece of paper in any other way besides being tougher. ”

“Hey, that's boring.” Chiara replied a little disappointed, "Then take it. ”

Brando was slightly stunned. I didn't expect things to be so simple. I didn't expect a strange little girl to talk so well. He couldn't help but ask: "You just gave it to me. Aren't you afraid I'll lie to you? ”

“Two points," Chiara stretched out her finger and scratched Brandobie, a serious but mildly answering voice: "First of all, you look a little nasty, but you don't look like a liar easily, if you would lie to me because of this thing, then it must be extremely important to you. In that case, you will never be able to tell me the truth, and I haven't found a second person who knows anything about this thing in all these days, indicating that it is very rare. I give it to you in such a large way, I'm sure people like you will feel that you owe me a debt of gratitude. The more generous I am, the more ashamed you will be in the future, the more you will repay me - so be sure to remember that you owe Sister Chiara a debt of gratitude, Da Ndade will come to the future newspaper. ”

Brando couldn't help but laugh and listen to this distortion, and the latter went on to say, "Second, you just gave me a ring that I really liked, and I'm glad that even if I rewarded you with this card, so remember, if Miss Ben was happy, you'd get the benefit. ”

Brando thinks you're teaching puppies, but for the sake of cards, forget it, it's not like kids.

Chiara handed Brando the card, and then she said, "Can you teach me that spell? ”

Brando stumbled, and he had expected the other person to ask the question, but in his original imagination, Chiara would use the card to blackmail him, rather than now - if it were for the previous situation, he would naturally have a way of dealing with it, and now he thinks about the answer to the question and decides to answer it truthfully. So he shook his head gently: "Maybe you'll be one of us, but I can't, but you can find this card, and I think at least there's some connection between fate cards in the underworld. ”

“Really?” Chiara couldn't help but sigh slightly like a child after hearing this answer: “I've given you the card, you shouldn't have to lie to me, it seems I can't really use this card, unfortunately...”

Brando looked at this little girl sighing, and she was crying —— that's the idea you had!

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