The Amber Sword

After the storm, the spleen of the lofty inner sea became extraordinarily mild, and a week later, precisely at noon on the eighth day, in the voice of the watchman, an arc of darkness appeared on the sea sky's colourful horizon, the mountains of Metz. The seafarers re-measured the position of the fleet, confirming that it was in the sea off Fatan and that, in fact, an imperial patrol vessel with a red sail could be seen at sea level.

The imperial patrol boat came from the nearby port of Fatan, and the sailors saw in the afternoon sun a huge fleet bursting from above the clouds, apparently frightened. It took a while for the guns to be fired, asking who had come.

“They are usually close to being questioned by wind techniques, sometimes in flag language, and they should now be in the area of warning ports.” Ephraim stood at the side of the boat string and explained in a loud voice.

Brando nodded and responded lightly: "Tell them who we are. ”

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“Do you see what they're saying?” The captain of the Imperial Patrol boat, Hellman, turned back and asked his deputy, a drunken old man who had woken up half the time, dropped the bottle, took over the brass binoculars and swayed to gauge this unidentified fleet across the street.

“They say… they are the Buga fleet.” The First Deputy replied with a great deal of fear.

“What, the Bukas! What are they doing here? Are you kidding me? ”

“My lord, I would never make a mistake unless they misspelled the flag. ”

“What do you think?” Hellman touched his bearded chin, “is this the Buga fleet? ”

The first mate stared at the shimmering silver scale of the sailing ocean on the cloud and nodded honestly - that's the unique fleet in the world, the fleet of Silver City States.

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Lord Ludwig, nominal owner of the port of Fatan. Baron Metz seemed a little restless in his office today, and just a minute ago, his men finally figured out the origin of the fleet that suddenly appeared in front of his home: the Buga fleet, and they were told that they had met the Jorgendigan Air Force south of Port Rune, and handed it over once, so it seemed that these Bukas could be counted as He was an ally of the Empire, but the wizards rarely intervened in the war of the universe. Even the last jihad they watched coldly. Baron Metz didn't understand why the other side suddenly turned sexually, but the other side at least brought news south of the Changqing corridor, as well as the noble refugees, which could not be faked. His deputy reportedly saw Count Olkons and several other headmen among the refugees, these people In testimony, Baron Metz had no idea that the other party was making a false statement.

But seeing a huge fleet docked inside the harbor, Ludwig. Baron Metz is inevitably worried. He's not worried about anything else, but about how long these wizards will stay here. Knowing that the logistics of supplying such a large fleet is not an easy thing. Even if the other party can be self-sufficient, the influx of so many battleships into the port will inevitably have an impact on the port. Needless to say, the berth alone is half empty. These are all money.

Baron Metz, on the other hand, as the lord of a city, is regarded as a status admirer within the Empire, but the other side is, after all, a people of silver, invisible and has surpassed the man of the world. The Empire has always taken its place as the centre of civilization, but this centre is usually confined to the area under the Temple of Fire, where even Fanzan and St. Osor do not necessarily sell their bills, let alone elsewhere. Most of the civilizations of today's world admire civilization and order. Most of the civilizations of this era are known to be inherited from the previous era. Many of the ancient literature of values stored in Barberta before the war of dusk is lost. In this regard, the people of silver have an innate advantage over the civilization of black iron, let alone the craftsmen and wizards who would otherwise proclaim themselves as' custodians of knowledge '. Therefore, in the eyes of the generations of this era, the arrogant and isolated Bukas are simply synonymous with glory and civilization. They should be born high. In the nobility of mortals, the culture of the Silver City State, especially in the Great Empire, has reached almost a morbid degree of subordination.

Ludwig. Although Baron Metz is not a pragmatic Buga admirer of that kind, as a member of the high-ranking aristocratic circle, he will inevitably be affected. When I think about it, I really want to deal with the artisan wizards dressed in white robes on the cloud and Wen Wenya. I still have some good dragon-like anxiety in my heart for a while.

If Brando knew a pretext he was making up, he would let an imperial aristocrat who had passed through the sand give birth to such a state of mind and wonder if he would laugh off his big teeth. But at least he would never believe that there were any Weanluya artisan wizards, who had spent quite some time in Silver City State when he was a player, and there were generally two kinds of wizards he saw - either very practical or similar to a scientific madman, the former mostly from the Silver Parliament and the latter mostly from the Silver Society.

At this moment, the Baron was figuring out what kind of attitude to use to meet these noble guests later, and the outside corridor had sounded his footsteps, and he raised his head and the door of the office suddenly squeaked and shouted open. This changes Ludwig. Baron Metz frowned slightly, thinking that these Yankees really didn't understand manners, but they pushed the door straight in without waiting for the passage. He had no idea that it would be the Bukas who came in outside. He should come to Silver Nation much more civilized than the inhabitants of the ground, definitely wouldn't do such rude things.

The door opens, Ludwig. Baron Metz certainly did not see a Buga wizard in a silver robe, but what widened his eyes was that he saw a crowd of soldiers in armour, coats and blue robes, with triumphs in their hands, who would certainly not be his men, because he had already seen them coming straight to him, pointing spears at him from left to right.

“You are…”

Ludwig. Baron Metz stunned for a moment before finally finding out from the deepest part of his mind where this uniform came from. His face changed several times and he finally came out:

“The Eruins? ”

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Exactly the Eruins.

Too bad Ludwig. Baron Metz woke up a little late, and in fact this is exactly what Brando wanted to achieve. He used the Buga fleet as a cover, hoping to relax his guard on the port of Fatan. The fleet itself was built by the Buga, and the warships themselves followed the usual style of the witches, together with the testimony of Count Olkons and others on board, which made it difficult for the Kruz to suspect.

As he had hoped, the fleet had sailed into the harbour unhindered. By the time the battleships had docked, the soldiers on the battleships had swept down to disarm the Kurdish Port Guard, and the guys were still wondering how the higher Buga wizards could suddenly turn their heads on them. After all, in their view, the Silver Nation had no interest in what had happened in all the worlds. Secular power was almost inertial to them as if it had been over cloud smoke, and centuries of tradition, which had made Brando build a great deal of cheap.

He commanded Charles, Ernie, Marjorie, Ephraim and others to ‘take over’ the entire port, and then personally led a team of men straight to Ludwig. Baron Metz's castle did not encounter any resistance along the way, and even the castle's guards opened the gates for them personally, until they were forced by a real knife gun to seize their weapons, and asked them with dismay what they wanted to do.

But when these people finally realized that it wasn't the Bukas they were dealing with, it was the Eruins, they showed up with Ludwig. Metz himself is almost divine, first shocked and unbelievable, then shocked and unbelievable.

For the time being, Brando had no time to answer their doubts, waved his hands all the way down to the dungeon beneath the castle, and as such, with little trouble, he and his fleet took over the port.

Of course, this is temporary, after all, he is an outsider, and it is absolutely not enough for him to rule a city of this magnitude, right next to the Eruins, because he can only beat up the top officials, and as for the middle and bottom officials, he has neither the time nor the ability to arrest them all, and even with that ability, who will run the city for him after he puts them all in the dungeon?

The manpower required to make a vast port work is not a little over half a mile.

Fortunately, he has not only the Eruins, but also a considerable number of Krutz nobles, all of whom have a face in the Empire, and with them he can take over the city under the pretext of military control. Who called the Empire is in the midst of internal and external worries, the eastern side of the Changqing corridor, the empire and the wind elves are indissolubly killed, there is a sudden appearance of the Jogan Deegang army tiger in the south, not to mention the Lions of Tokenin finally captured the Anzeruta Fortress group a few days ago, it can be said that at this time the situation in the southern part of the Empire has been plunged, even the Meiz area is exposed to the power of the soldiers.

At this time, it does not sound very strange that they are nominally allies of the Empire - a Buga fleet - who, after reaching a consensus with the nobles of the Empire, are here to reorganize and help them against the army of the Jorgendigans. At this point, if the nobles of the Southern Empire were to come into contact with those middle-level officials, they would not create the illusion that the Cruz people in the port were ‘occupied', making them feel as though the port was still under the control of the Empire, and the Buga fleet was merely a temporary amulet.

Of course, in order to do all this, consensus must be reached with Count Olkons and others.

Brando had not figured out how to deal with these fleeing aristocrats, after all ‘taking over’ a port from the owners of an empire, which sounded like a rebellion, and for these fleeing aristocrats would not necessarily be willing to stand on the same boat as him. But it was unexpected that an imperial merchant ship they had captured on the route had helped him greatly.

At that time, he had ordered the capture of the merchant ship, fearing that the other party would reveal the presence of such a large fleet in the heart of the Empire, but did not expect that when they boarded the ship, the merchant ship was full of refugees fleeing from the heart of the Empire.

These refugees brought unthinkable news to them ——

Civil war broke out.

Just the week they sailed in the lofty inland waters, exactly the day after they left Port Rune, there was a revolutionary change within the Cruz Empire. Her Majesty suddenly possessed an army that had never appeared, composed of Senians and Minors, who had directly deprived Walla of his power as Pope of the Temple of Fire and had announced religious reform. A religious reform initiated by the secular monarch was a great joke. At the very first moment, the church in the Empire was divided into two distinct factions. The embassy flag stood clearly on Her Majesty's side, and the loyalty to the Walla flag was raised immediately after a brief chaos.

In short, it is suddenly a pot of porridge within the Empire. It is not just a matter inside the Temple of Fire. This vast shift of interests has inspired the hearts of all. The nobles of Cloak Bay did indeed respond to the call of the Silver Queen in the first place, but the nobles of the North clearly cannot accept the fact. In fact, at this time the two sides have already fought in eastern Metz. It is surprising that the traditional military nobles have failed and have suffered a great loss. Brando was unable to learn more from these refugees for a while, knowing that the coalition of several lords withdrew in the direction of Ludwig after the defeat.

But none of this is the point. A real heavy bomb is:

The Minors are back.

These are the remnants of the Dark Dragon Age, finally rekindled.

When this news was heard, the supporters of Her Majesty the Queen, including Count Olkons, were also incredible at the first moment and then suspicious, but after repeated confirmation, one by one fell into silence. After all, this is still a world dominated by the post-war order of the saints, no matter how much more they wander, disobey and dare not deny the righteousness of the four sages. This is in itself the foundation of the people of black iron and the nobles of the progenitors. They did not understand for a moment, what happened to Her Majesty, is it crazy? How dare she?

But after the silence, Brando understood that his opportunity had come, and he hurried to instill his plan in these woody imperial aristocrats while the iron was still hot - in an unclear environment, it would be better if he stood on his heels before choosing what to do next. Probably under such a huge change, the small problem of ‘taking over' a port is no longer in the minds of these fleeing aristocrats. Besides, Count Olkons, these people are not foolish. Of course, they know what is best when there are strong enemies surrounding them and the situation is unclear.

They chose to remain silent about what Brando had done to take over the port.

But Brando actually understood that choosing silence at this time was actually supportive.

As the dust settled in the harbor, one job was assigned, and Brando stood in Ludwig. In Baron Metz's original office, he saw through the arch and window on the floor that there had been no major disturbances outside in Port Fatan, and everything was in order and he was finally relieved. This time, the wizards of Buga gave him a great difficulty, and now he has finally taken the most difficult first step, so that Tulaman did not lie to him. His Majesty did act one step at a time, so that he would have more options left to him.

At least the interior of the empire is no longer a piece of iron.

As for pulling the tiger's skin as a flag, Brando thought that Buga's wizards would definitely not mind that little thing, and he couldn't help but think a little maliciously that these bloody guys wanted to stay out of it and they wouldn't let themselves do what they wanted. So that these self-righteous wizards can understand that there is a price to pay to be a chess player.

He knocked on the table and saw Charles push in through the door.

The young wizard waiter looked strangely at his lord and said, "My lord, the weather is beautiful today, there are some unexpected gains in the harbor. ”

“Cut the crap,” Brando's face flashed, "an unexpected harvest? ”

“Well, it's a big fish... oh, no, it's a little mermaid. ”

What's all this mess, mermaid? I'm still Cynon. Brando frowned and was about to say something, but Charles already knew what he was going to say. He hurriedly interrupted him with a smile. “I didn't say anything, Lord, you'll see. ”

……

Clear light penetrating the darkness is the only connection between this huge moving cage and the outside world, coming from the upper air hole, and this beam of light spills tilted down in a pitch-black environment, falling on the floor not far from Faina, forming a circular spot of light. She had cold shackles on her hands and feet, which were not heavy, but were embedded with a magical force that could isolate her, turning her magical power into a shadow.

She calculates the day and night based on the change of position of the spot and the food obtained. Almost a week has passed since her incarceration in this cage, and almost half a month has passed since her incarceration in Wagner City.

When she was locked in this cage just to think, she was angry and she couldn't help but kill Rodney's goddamn little man, but with the days gone by, she was also a little numb, after the rage, it was deep anxiety and fear; but Fiina was not most afraid of her own destiny, after all, she was a student of the Blue Sword of San Veronica, not to ask forgiveness from the enemy to live, but she was worried about her own family, father and sister, if by this time she didn't know who was leading her hand behind the flower leaves, then she was a true idiot aristocratic lady, without any political intelligence.

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