The Amber Sword

Do you think I'm getting better?

Nowadays Valhalla is long gone, and this emerald-like city of trees grows and grows day after day under the care of the Spirit, and its branches flourish, and this giant tree can be seen in the clouds of Mintai, the Cold Cedar Collar and many parts of Tonigal's eastern border as a whole. But in the eyes of the locals, unlike four months ago, the changes on this giant tree have become more dramatic since the arrival of the 'mysterious wizards' who 'came from above the sky'.

In the bewildered and even frightened eyes of the world, a horizontal trunk emerged from the tree crown like a giant jade, which curled down, forming a door-like shape, and the wizards in silver robes filled the trunk with dense and numb symbols. At night, even a dozen miles away, they could see the colorful glow of these magical words.

When people had not figured out exactly what was happening up there, an even more surprising sight came to the land.

It's a spaceship.

The ships that really float in the air, the locals only heard of in the legend —— filled with people and supplies, drumming sails from the north, starting with a sporadic fleet of two, followed by a covert linen fleet, some of which came and left, while others docked on the banks of that giant tree, but half a month later, Valhalla had the prototype of an airport —— until this moment, all of them reacted, what the mysterious wizards were doing.

The airport crossing bridge formed by the Valhalla trunk clearly has a more natural advantage than the man-built airport tower above the ground, which is more like a Boga dock built on a floating city, so the wizards from the Silver Society are more comfortable designing such an airport. The construction of the airport, which is part of the deal between the two sides, has progressed extremely rapidly, with Silver Wizard Manet standing on the cross bridge looking at the completed piers 11 and the first prototype piers 12 and 13, although his gaze is not to admire his busy colleagues at the airport - it is to stare at the waves of space that circle between the curly tree doors.

“Anchor coordinates south of the high seas of Andrea!” In his dazed eyes, a silver robe wizard has accurately reported a series of data. Manede woke up suddenly, her silver eyes flashed slightly, and immediately turned around and said, "Go and ask Ms. Antina to come. ”

He hesitated for a moment:

“And Senator Tanya. ”

“Now! ”

And then I said, "Oh, my God.

……

A cold wind swept through the walls of the city through the sea with plenty of rain. After the summer, the rainy season continued along the coast of the lofty sea. Such a sea breeze often heralded a storm. The little prince sneezed lightly in the cold wind and Brando patted him on the shoulder, realizing that only a few people probably expected this. He raised his head and looked at the Cruz nobles present. The previous topic of the revival of the Dusk Dragon sounded terrible, but after all, it was too far away for mortals. After a brief period of panic and consternation, the Cruz nobles quickly settled down.

After all, even if the battle of dusk is truly imminent, panic will not help, let alone the fate of Wonder in the future, which is more important than the present predicament. Drunk, dreamy and timely amusement is the patent of the noble lords.

Brando even sees some noblemen trying to compliment Les Mecca: “I'm so sorry to hear about your unfortunate experience, beautiful... uh, ma'am, but you finally escaped to the surface world, didn't you?” It is not an embarrassment to speak of a middle-aged nobleman - to compliment a beautiful lady - whether she has a snake-haired or a raised priest, to be placed in any aristocratic circle on the Vaughn continent, but rather to reflect their gentlemanliness.

Brando shook her head gently, but Ms. Medusa seemed to enjoy the compliment. She smiled slightly: "Yes, but slightly correctly, I am here, not just because of the good fortune of God...”

When he heard about it, Brando unconsciously frowned, and he looked in that direction and saw what Les Mecca was throwing on his side.

“I am here to meet you gentlemen, but thanks to the rescue of a valiant knight, the demons who enslaved my clan were summoned by certain evil forces in the earth world to invade the kingdom of Eluin, and it was this gentleman who led your great army of humanity to crush this demon army and rescue me, and in fact, I have not had time to thank him personally. ”

Les Mecca sounded delightful and delightful, but Brando sounded compelled to wrinkle his eyebrows deeper and deeper, and he had even felt several enviable glances thrown at himself from that side - not too long after the war at Ambessel, but the war involved a clear clandestine struggle between the Temple and the Eruites, as well as several huge figures within the Empire, and even the eye-catching vocabulary of 'demonic invasion’, so that within six months the district had become familiar with the Imperial nobility, and naturally these young aristocrats who were legendary under Princess Eruit in that war would not be strange, Les Mecca said, who they knew naturally.

It is naturally jealous to receive the gratitude of such a great beauty.

It doesn't sound right that only Brando himself still frowns and comes from a Medusa's gratitude. Although Les Mecca describes herself as a feeble, feeble stream, Brando's mind is calm. Below these herds of matrilineal clans don't see themselves as good generations, and the surface world has another name for them: the snake-haired witch, which is just to describe the indifference and selfishness of these creatures and to love to play tricks and tricks.

In particular, he also knows that while these guys are not in harmony with the dark elves at the tip of the ashes, the cultures of the two are like one another, excluding clashes over faith, and their personalities are quite hilarious.

Of course, it's not surprising, because it's the very basic law of survival in the underground world, and in the dark, calculating each other is as ordinary as a family meal.

“She asked Her Highness about you a long time ago.” At this point, Nimaisi whispered after a glance in that direction.

Brando was slightly surprised, probably unexpectedly, that Nimaisie had spoken to herself to remind herself that she was somewhat flattered to ask: "How could you let this woman be with the little prince? She was obviously willing to take a test. ”

“It was the decision of His Royal Highness the Little Prince, and His Royal Highness did not object. ”

Brando looked back at her surprised: "You have no objection? ”

Nimaisie stared him in the eye and did not answer.

“I see, that's your attitude as a subordinate, but I don't think so.” Brando couldn't bear to shake his head.

“So in the eyes of the King's Party, you are also willing to test.” Nimais replied bluntly.

Brando stunned for a moment before realizing that this was the sister-in-law reminding herself without a trace: Yeah, no matter how she got into the world, but he was him, and half Sophie's soul disowned him from many personalities in the world, but Brando wasn't going to change, he was going to change the world, and this ancient kingdom. “Binding is not necessarily the right thing to do, and I don't want to repeat it.” He replied softly.

“Whatever. ”

In exchange for such an answer.

When Brando turned back again, he looked with some vigilance at Les Mecca, who obviously also noticed his eyes, but did not care, still smiling in good faith and looking at him from afar, with great depth in his pristine pupils, as if they had a highly unpredictable meaning. Brando frowned slightly, but what he expected was that Les Mecca didn't come in that direction, but turned away after a moment, as if everything before was really just a simple expression of gratitude.

“Is this an attempt to capture?” Brando was a little stunned, but if that woman's intentions were true, she would be hopeless, because at this moment he had no intention of questioning each other's intentions, not to mention that he was not worried about what the woman could do alone - if he came at him, of course he would not be afraid of anything, if he went at the little prince or the elder princess, he believed that Sister would not be unconscious.

And it was at this moment that he felt a slight warmth in his palms and hurriedly opened his palms —— there was a magic spell of the subpoena he had left behind with Charles.

……

A moment later, Brando looked back seriously and looked at the Earl of Olcons. The latter had obviously long noticed Brando's previous use of subpoena, which, although also a Cruz nobleman, was still at a high level, and he barely counted a few of them as having a slightly longer vision, while others might still be in the mood to live and die, but Olkons understood the situation they were now facing, especially as he had almost fallen into the hands of the Jorgendigans, and that experience did not want to happen again, so when Brando's eyes fell on him, the majestic Count immediately looked back and said, "Wolas, you come here. ”

Upon hearing this summons, Viscount Voras immediately came to Brando with all due respect and lowered his voice and asked: "What can I do for you, Count? ”

Brando couldn't help but cast an admirable look at Count Alcons and then replied: "My wizards are ready. Please, Lord Viscount, take us to the dock area. The cavemen take this place as the rear, obviously not to leave Port Rune in the hands of the Empire for too long, we don't have much time. ”

Voras slightly glanced, as if he realized for a moment what the young Count in front of him was saying. Although he had heard the same thing before, he had never dreamed that the other side was serious - he had thought that the other side was just putting up a tough attitude and giving them Cruz people a disembarkation from the horseway and getting the command of Lune Harbor with a good name, but the problem was that he had not lied a word before, Lune Harbor could not really find even a slate at this moment.

With that in mind, the Viscount couldn't help but sweat and ask: "Sir, are you saying that your wizard has cleared the berth? But, my lord, we... we really didn't lie to you, there wasn't a boat in the harbor! ”

Perhaps because they wanted to express themselves too much, and Voras subconsciously raised their voice. The conversation between the two immediately drew the attention of the other nobles on the walls, most of whom were not involved in decision-making, and only a small fraction of whom had experienced previous negotiations with Voras. Most of the others only knew that Brando had sworn to them that ships were still available in the harbour, so they were willing to assume that there were still a lot of ships docked in the harbour of Rune, and all Brando had to do was requisition them and then take them all away, without even knowing that almost all the ships in the harbour had actually sunk under the bay at this point in time.

Hearing Voras at this moment, these people can't help but be stunned or even incredible, but immediately after a moment of silence, they are rebuked:

“What are you talking about, Mr. Voras? What do you mean, no boat? ”

“How do we get out of this shithole without a boat? ”

The nobles were panicking, and the questioning was getting louder and louder. Soon, however, these people knew who was in charge of their destiny at this moment. Obviously, the captive life before them showed them at least who was in charge here, so few people dared to question Brando's head, but even so, Brando still heard his frowning, and he couldn't help but sweep everyone in the room with a cold glance, angry: “Shut up! ”

It took a while for the noblemen to swallow up the walls and ask: "But, Count...”

“Shut up," Brando interrupted these people without mercy: "Now I'm taking you out of this place, not you guys trying to get us out of here, and I'm not asking you to make any comments, so just be nice and don't make any noise. ”

He glanced back at these noblemen with suspicion, and then turned around and looked at Warras, who apparently understood that he had done something wrong, buried his head deep, and his head was covered in fine, meticulous sweat balls. Brando glanced at the guy before answering coldly: "When did I tell you to prepare the boat? Or am I not speaking Krutz? Mr. Viscount, I asked you to take the gentlemen here to the docks. Do you need me to repeat that for a third time? ”

“But…” replied Voras with great vigour, apparently unable to imagine how the young Count could have left the ship empty-handed in front of him, especially if it was not a boat or two, to evacuate Port Rune and to take everyone present, at least with a whole fleet. According to the poor Viscount, the young Count's inability to erase his face was clearly intended to find a scapegoat for the sin, and the scapegoat was obviously the only one he could afford, so how dare he discourage war?

“Nothing,” Count Olkons interrupted him first: "Do as the Count said, immediately. ”

“This…” Voras looked bitter, but now that his lord had spoken, he naturally had nothing to contend with but a long sigh and drove down the walls with dismay.

The face of his subordinate, Count Olkons, naturally fell into his eyes, and he looked at Brando in a silent manner: “Count Tony Gale...”

“Don't worry," Brando understands, of course, what the owner of Port Rune is trying to say: "I won't be joking with you at this time, you go to the docks first, and I'll be there. ”

Alcons listened to Brando's answer, so he stopped saying anything, nodded softly, and turned around and left. Other aristocrats on the walls have obviously noticed this dialogue between the two, but since Count Olkons, as the leader, has already made this statement, the rest naturally dare not object easily, leaving the walls one after the other, leaving only Nimaisi alone with Brando.

“Has something changed?” The knight stared at Brando and asked.

Brando was slightly stunned. I didn't know if the other party had observed this slightly. I didn't know if Sister had noticed Tian Ni from her face or from her last sentence. He said after a moment: “Nothing, it's not a big problem, go ahead. ”

Nimaisie stared at him with dark eyes, silent, and a moment later she said calmly: "Is it the Bukas? ”

Brando's eyes widened in astonishment, and it can be deduced that for a moment, he almost really found a certain familiarity that belonged to Sister Baiqiao from this grinning knight.

Nimaisie stared at Brando's complexion and seemed to have found the answer from the other person's changing face, and she didn't need to answer any more. She turned around gently and threw a sentence: "You better hurry, there's a sulfur smell in the air. ”

The dragon queen had apparently detected them entering Port Rune, and the faint sulfur smell in the air heralded the signs before the arrival of the dragon herd. Brando watched the shadow of Nimatis before turning around and opening his palm. The magic symbol of the technique was gleaming over his palm, but the image appearing in his palm was not a projection of Charles, but a fine and beautiful little man - indeed, a full image of Fairy Lady Tania.

“Ms. Tania, why did you come in person? What happened?” Brando stared at the little man and frowned and asked.

“What, are you surprised to see me? It was I who had Mr. Charles magically interrupt my contact with him so that I could contact you directly, Mr. Brando, or Lord Lord.” The fairy lady answered plainly.

“Speaking of points, it's my money now.” Brando answered impatiently, remotely positioning the coordinates consumed a tremendous amount of magic and could be said to be burning money every second.

“Simply put, a good news, a bad news, which do you want to hear first? ”

“All I want to know now is if what you promised me is ready!” Brando replied with a bite.

Tanya was silent for a moment.

“Of course, the Bukas never say anything. ”

……