The Amber Sword

When the bells were ringing in Port Fatan, Roman watched the priests or followers dressed in gold or red robes take to the streets and rush in one direction - that direction was Fossa Square, the site of the largest temple in Port Fatan - she stood in a diverse crowd and did not feel rushed, but Haruze stood behind her and seemed slightly disturbed.

Roman suddenly separated himself from the crowd with a familiar figure, some excitedly stretching out his white little hand and waving it in the middle of the air:

“Mr. Almov--”

The middle-aged man in the robe, dressed as a priest, turned back slightly and looked at this side with some surprise: "Miss Roman? ”

At this moment, the bells of the port of Fatan rang long, but not simply, coming from the direction of Fossa Square, apparently the order of the temple to convene the faithful, as the most senior believer in this part of the city, while also serving as a neighborhood priest, Alemov. Chador walked out of the house in his robe the first time the bell rang, but the teaching position was actually just a part-time job for him. His other status was vice president of the Port Fatan Silver Shark Chamber of Commerce, the commercial prosperity of the Empire, and the close ties between the Empire's domestic businessmen, business organizations and business families, mostly through marriage or other means, so he knew and even met the representative of the emerging business forces in the south - this beautiful lady - and was said to be the fiancée of the young lord.

This year, the rise of the emerging forces in the South in the eyes of merchants or business organizations within the Empire, in fact, is far greater than their fame in the eyes of traditional aristocrats of the Empire. The revival and construction of Toniguer has brought tremendous trade to the Empire. The handicrafts, weapons and even labor and slaves of the Empire have been transported through a constant fleet of ships to that inconspicuous territory in the southernmost part of the country, converting precious minerals and raw materials from the Black Forest, and then through these merchants of the Empire, in exchange for an amazing profit. And who is unwilling to treat them in the face of the man who built all this, the owner of this territory and its future hostess?

After all, for most people in the world, ideals and beliefs are too distant, and only interests are the most real and affectionate.

Alumov. Saddle was Roman, who met a few days ago at a dinner hosted by the Crown Prince, which featured a number of noble celebrities from nearby areas, although most of them were local families and businessmen who were inextricably linked to the military nobility, and their intentions were self-evident.

When he heard Roman's greeting, he stopped and asked politely, "What's the matter? Can I help you, Miss Roman? ”

“Nothing,” Roman laughed hey: “I was just wondering what happened, why so many people, Mr. Allermov, where are you going? ”

Is that what this is about? With a slight glimmer, he pointed to the top of the temple in the direction of Fossa Square and replied: "Hear the bell, Miss Roman, this is the bell of the conveners, what should have happened to the temple, these people who are nearby believers or priests, are eager to go to the temple to see what really happened. ”

“Is that really the bell of the temple, Mr. Almov? Are you sure?” Roman black painted eyeballs turned slightly, that Chancellor Qianjin had such influence on the Temple, but Brando never mentioned it, didn't you say that the relationship between the Temple and the Chancellor was not very good?

“Of course, this is not a joke to you, Miss Roman, for the moment this bell is not available to ordinary people, it should have arrived at a high level of the Temple of Fire, and if anyone else uses this bell to summon the faithful, I am afraid he cannot afford it.” Speaking of which, Alemov himself frowned, the port of Fatan has been sealed off for days, how can there be a high temple arrival at this time?

Besides, the harbour is now under the control of the Crown Prince. I'm afraid it's a bit of a reflection on what it means to arrive at the top of the temple at this time.

“Temple High? ”

“The upper echelons here should refer only to those who are never sent by the Temple of Fire, Miss Roman.” There was some confusion in Alemov's mind, but he still answered subconsciously.

“Well, thank you for telling me that, Mr. Almov.” Roman replied with a smile.

Alemov nodded, not sure in his mind what this future Tonigal hostess was asking herself, or just to satisfy her curiosity, after all, there was nothing in contradiction to her performance at the banquet, where everyone saw the lady as a delightful, curious and commercially sensitive person.

Nor did Roman ask again, simply saying goodbye to the part-time clergyman, and then seeing each other disappear into the crowd in haste.

“The high level of the temple, my little prince. ”

“Miss Roman? ”

“Don't you see, my little prince, after all, such complicated things are not my specialty?” She turned back and asked.

“There are some strange things... It seems logical to say that at this time there are people from the upper echelons of the Temple in Port Fatan. I heard that the headquarters of the Temple of Fire is already controlled by the Silver Queen. How could the Prince allow Her Majesty's men to enter the city?” Haruze, though a little cowardly, is not a fool, and these superficial reasoning connect him just a little bit.

“So you think it's weird too...? ”

“Wait, Miss Roman, what are you doing? ”

“Strange, of course, to see what went wrong. Brando entrusted me with the rear, and I had to do it with all my heart.” Roman replied honestly.

“Wait, but...” Haruze ran forward as soon as the businesswoman dragged him, shouting in panic: “But don't you have to inform Lord Utah and Lord Nimmasis about them? ”

“Do you think they need us to notify them? ”

“This... seems to be true, but...”

“No, but why are you such a big man? You should learn more from your teacher, Brando. He's not like you--”

“I, how can I compare to my teacher...” Haruze blushed in a hurry.

……

Above the pale red and purple sky, the silver ship with the star dots is leaving over the port of Fatan, heading in the direction of the lofty inland sea, and a ship gradually disappears into the mist of the bay.

Standing on the cross bridge of the airport, Delphine had long purple hair dancing with the wind. If only from the shadow of her back and the long, flowing hair, she could be considered a worldly beauty, but her hair revealed a frightening face. The scars left by the burns were staggered across her face, and one eyeball was stuck in the depths of her orbit, as if there was no shine at all. Only the divine harvest contained in the other eye revealed the fascinating beauty that this face once possessed.

She was still sitting in a wheelchair, although Ms. Silver Dragon had disappeared, pushed the wheelchair by Marjorie at this time, while Ernie stood further away, who seemed not to have a cold at all about the Prime Minister, even angry at the fact that she had Marjorie push the wheelchair.

But Delphine didn't pay any attention. She stared at the huge fleet in front of her and frowned. Before Brando suddenly gave her an order to sail the fleet. The other party must have found something. The fleet was clearly headed for the White Legion. The young lord from Eluin seemed ready to show his teeth to the Silver Queen.

“6 o'clock. ”

“What?” Not far away, Ernie got a mist from her words: “What? ”

“The time is not right," Delphine answered, staring at the tent. "The last fleet departed at 7: 00 a.m., but the sky is clearly not about 8: 00. ”

“Isn't that dawn...”

“Dawn in this direction, that's Evening Summer.” Delphine answered with certainty.

“It's impossible, it's only been an hour!” The Duke was frightened, but suddenly she thought of something and said, “Another eclipse? ”

Delphine didn't speak. At this point, the bell in the city finally came from afar. She frowned slightly and turned back and asked: "What bell is this? ”

Oenie didn't seem to care too much about the bell. She still stared at the line of gold on the sea level, answering casually: “It seems like the bell of the temple...”

“No,” Delphine shook her head with a frown: “The bell is… someone has arrived at the Temple headquarters. ”

“Temple headquarters?” Ernie stunned: “What do you mean, how could someone be here at the temple headquarters? ”

Marjorie had heard from Charles about the Holy Virgin of the Lion's Palace, like Sidney, and he just wanted to say something, but Prime Minister Jinjin interrupted him and said, "Marjorie, you go tell Charles, there's a problem, it's not Ms. Sidney. Let him be careful and get ready for battle. ”

Marjorie also stunned, wondering how you could know that it was not Ms. Sidney, but as a professional soldier, he chose to obey orders for the first time: "I understand, Miss Delphine! ”

……

Utah woke up from a coma feeling the vibration of a carriage, and the light around him was a little dim, like a sight at six or seven o'clock in the evening, and the tiny space looked like the compartment of a caravan, and the sun coming in, dark orange red, was already dusk - or early morning.

She frowned and the pain in her surroundings responded from the wreckage of her limbs, which reminded her of a previous battle that she thought she was bound to die, but Brando arrived as promised.

“Wake up, big sister?” Crewe's voice came from one side, overhead, and she saw the latter sitting beside her, discussing her legs, with a thick magic book on her knees, not far from him, sitting near the entrance to the cabin with Mel and several other young people, and she subconsciously counted, and found at least half of it missing.

Mel heard Crewe's voice and turned around to find out what was going on here. When he saw Yuta's gloomy face, he understood what the latter was thinking: “It's good that Lord Lord is here in time, otherwise there will be more losses, even you will probably die there. ”

Yuta frowned so tightly that such a heavy loss reminded her of the battle at Cold Cedar Collar.

“My lord, you don't have to blame yourself. What I learned at Knights Royal College was that there had to be blood in the war, whether it was us or the enemy," Mel seemed to see what the boss thought, persuading him, "All we can do is let the enemy shed more blood than we did ——”

“But you are so young...”

“My lord, there are adventurers and mercenaries at every moment of Eruin's life. Some of them are much younger than us. My lord, you were the head of the mercenary corps and I'm sure you've already seen these. ”

Even Crewe became silent, not just Utah, listening to Mel. Indeed, in a short time in the South, they had become accustomed to life and death. Adventurers and mercenaries are far worse off than they are in the Ten Cities area, either in Eruin or in Cruz or further afield. As members of the White Lion Guard, they can at least eat, but in southern Eruin, many adventurers and mercenaries live like the dead, struggling with hunger and death.

At that time, they seemed uncomfortable with it, and it was nothing more than a farewell to life and death, just like those of their companions who had been hanged in Cold Cedar Castle by Groudin, which, at best, only made them angry.

At some point, they became so sentimental to the people who wanted to live at the knife's mouth.

“Mel, what makes you guys pay for all this?” She suddenly whispered.

“Ambition," the young man replied softly: "My lord, you do not understand that a common man like me is not eligible to inherit the title, the best way out is to become a knight under a certain big man, and from then on this pride will be lost. The landscape of the kingdom has not changed for many years, and whoever I follow, the end result will only be getting a small enclosure after being old or wounded, marrying a wife and a son, and one of my sons may encounter an opportunity in the future to emerge from it, but this is not the life I want. Lord is the only one who has the potential to overthrow the whole Eruin landscape, and I can only build an uncharacteristic kung fu and thus change my destiny if I personally participate behind him, and I will prove to everyone that I am the best -”

Crewe smashed his mouth a few times with surprise, and probably didn't expect his less eye-catching companion to have such a long-term vision. Compared to that, his biggest ideal was to become a true wizard, or exaggerate a bit more. If he reached the level of Teacher Charles, he would probably wake up asleep.

……