The Amber Sword

“Then I'll go back, Mr. Kent. ”

“Go on, be careful on the road. It's not that safe out there right now. ”

Old Kent shook his head and watched Seti disappear into the twilight outside the hotel before closing the door and preparing to close. He was old, his hands and feet became more and more difficult to get up and slowly turned back, but he suddenly found a man standing behind him, he couldn't help but shudder, and then found out that the other party was the woman in the business, he didn't know the name of the other party, she lived here with her companion three days ago, the beauty was naturally very memorable, not to mention the almost perfect face with some lame scars, even more impressive.

Old Kent didn't know if it was his illusion, but felt like he hadn't seen her for a day, and the scar on the lady's face had faded a little. He thought to himself, "How is this possible? Maybe he really saw a ghost and made a delusion."

“What can I do for you, miss?” Old Kent replied with some humility. He had felt the tone and habit of the other side in a few days. He had seen so much of the noble ladies and gentlemen in the city, but how could a noble lady come to stay in his remote place? He was reluctant to think about this question - the person with the head doesn't necessarily live longer these years: “Is everyone hungry, want a night snack or something, there is some material in the kitchen...”

“Is it Seti, this girl?” Delphine had a slight corner of her mouth, her eyes passing through the maple window on the other side, a few lobes of tungsten dripping out of the window, staining the red of Evening Summer and shaking slightly in the wind. She stared at Seti's back disappearing in the twilight, her purple eyes quietly reflecting the sunset.

“Yeah, it's a poor girl. I heard her brother went to war, Old Chris wasn't feeling well, taking care of his brother and sister and all the work at home fell on her.” Old Kent couldn't help but sigh and shake his head: “Old Chris has a good daughter, but she's just too unlucky, and the lucky goddess never pities the most unfortunate. ”

“She doesn't live here? ”

“No, she has to go back every day, that's my license. ”

“Her brother's on the battlefield, east? ”

“I don't know, miss, probably in the south. ”

“To the south.” Delphine narrowed her eyes slightly: “Who's the one who picked her up? ”

“The one who picked her up? ”

Old Kent was stunned.

“Maybe,” Delphine said with a smile, "or maybe I was wrong. ”

“What?”

“Nothing, I mean a night snack or something, don't bother the old man, if you really need me, I will naturally ask Miss Setti to help me when she is here. ”

“Martha, thank you for your kindness. ”

Old Kent couldn't help but look at the lady with great gratitude. Such a kind and beautiful aristocratic lady is rarely seen in Rusta today, "I hope that Golden Flame will often follow her around and take care of this kind lady.” He couldn't help but think. And Delphine just smiled quietly about it.

……

Outside the hotel, a young man in a short shirt grabbed Setti's hand and dragged her dozens of metres in the direction of the St. Mercury Bridge before stopping until far out of sight of the 'cat and beard’. “What's up, Al?” Setti asked inexplicably. “Someone's watching you.” The young man answered with a low voice.

“Surveillance? Me?” Setti couldn't help looking back at the direction of the hotel, and now it's a little plaque on the avenue: “Uncle Kent would never do that. ”

“That's someone else. ”

“You mean the guests? ”

“Maybe, anyway, be careful, Seti.” The young man turned around and watched as she cautioned carefully.

Setti couldn't help but smile: “You're worried about the excess, Al. I'm not from the world at all, but thank you.” She blushed and couldn't help but hold her hand tightly by the young man, feeling the warmth in her hand all the way to her heart. “Al, what can I do for you? ”

“Don't forget tonight's prayer meeting. ”

“How can that be, is there something important, why is this mentioned all of a sudden? ”

“This is the most important day," the priests said. ”

Setti slightly flashed a bright glimmer in her eyes and subconsciously held her breath and asked: "Do you want to… begin? ”

The young man nodded in a gloomy spot: "After today, there will be an old witch, I will one day avenge Pebble myself! ”

“Al, thank you.” Setti replied softly, but she felt a little uneasy: “But can we really do it? ”

“Of course, you forgot what the old witch did. Heard that this damned country recently lost another battle, which meant he needed more troops, Seti, Uncle Chris. He couldn't go to war anymore -" The young man didn't have that much insight, but it didn't prevent him from using the priests' words on a weekday basis - although he didn't really like those people, he had to admit that they made sense, that they had never seen it so far before and had always suffered in silence - a statement that seemed to ignite the flames in his heart, his lips, his eyes burning deep down with a fiery bear called vengeance.

Thinking of her elderly father, Seti had to remain silent, and she had two brothers and a sister, and in any case she had to come forward to protect the family.

“By the way, the priest Marianne deliberately mentioned you,” The young man suddenly thought of something and changed his tone: “He asked me to tell you that you must not be absent tonight. ”

Setti was slightly confused and didn't understand why she suddenly became important, but she immediately thought of the harsh rules and understood that all she could do was obey: “I get it. ”

Silence ensued between the two, and they walked quietly on the trail on the St. Mercury's Bridge, watching the golden light left by the sunset on the river. After a while, the young man said again: "Seti.” His tone became gentle and full of emotion.

“Hmm?”

“I always thought those guys weren't a good guy, so when it's over, let's go. ”

“But I still have a brother, a sister, my father and he...”

“Let me take care of them," the young man interrupted her impatiently: "We take them, we take everyone, we leave from here far away. ”

The last glimmer of light was swallowed up by the river, leaving only Yunxia in the sky to burn.

Setti's heart was sweet and she nodded softly, holding each other's hands in reverse.

……

The innkeeper respectfully said goodbye to Delphine and left. Prime Minister Qianjin stood by the window and took another look at the magnificent twilight on the avenue. He smiled deeply before turning back upstairs.

In the second-floor room, Brando is analyzing intelligence, and the information gathered over the past few days from the Antobulo mission, from the Nazers, and from the nobility of the city to which Faina and Delphine were linked, finally outlines what is happening in the city.

Madison sat seriously on a high chair, carefully documenting this information on parchment paper with a feather pen, while Faina spoke softly, and when she finished writing one she took it and put it aside. Brando then sorted it out, stacked it together on the desk, where the last rays of sunshine were leaving, and the windows were already hazy.

He turned around and saw the side face of the Silver Elf princess, the last sun falling between her forehead and chin, with a fine layer of invisible plush on the silhouette of the girl's face under staggered light, looking extraordinarily cute.

“Lord, it seems that the Silver Queen has not placed severe restrictions on the nobles imprisoned in Tesbourg, at least from this letter I can see...”

“Lord Lord? ”

Metissa turned her head and saw what he was looking at. Her face became reddish: "Lord...”

Side by side Fayna paused and looked over and couldn't help but frown. Faced with the eyes of both of them, Brando finally returned to God and coughed in embarrassment: "Well... sorry, there it is. ”

“Letter…. ”

Brando, that reminds me of the letter that Metissa mentioned.

He is not a stranger to the owner of the letter. It was the former leader of the Imperial Legion of the Green Legion, the mentor of Faina, Ms. Veronica, who had a two-sided fringe with him at the Ring of the Wind and the Cold Cedar Collar. This letter was forwarded by her after she learned that Faina had used a relationship in the city to find out about her relationship with Grand Duke Hana.

Since Veronica did not know that he was already near Dido, the letter only described the recent situation between her and Grand Duke Hana in Tesbourg, where they had been treated fairly generously and had not been subjected to harsh penalties as rumored outside, apart from being restricted from their liberty, although it was still evident from the word lines that the woman commander was anxious.

On several occasions in her letters, she referred to her anxiety and anxiety about the recent initiatives of the Silver Queen. It transpired that Her Majesty's Majesty did not stand in opposition to Her Majesty. She stood with the nobles of Ludwig only because she did not like the choice of the Silver Queen and did not want her madness to bring the Empire into a desperate abyss.

The emotions contained in this letter are more acceptable to Brando than the naked interests of the northern aristocracy, which is not understood by the selfish, a long-term vision that hopes for the stability of the country and for those living at the bottom of the country to enjoy the benefits of prosperity, which is a noble sentiment, not blind, but future-oriented.

Although belonging to different countries, Brando could share that desire, the difference being that he had experienced such a history personally, yet Ms. Veronica could see the future with her own eyes.

Unfortunately, at this moment, the Empire is already trapped in the abyss of war, but the female Legion Leader is trapped and even difficult to defend herself.

He thought about it and replied: "This means that the Silver Queen has not made up her mind, and some of these aristocrats can pull together, but she just can't pull it out. ”

“If we lose in Port Fatan…" Metisa couldn't help but mention.

“Then it's settled who dies and who lives," Brando said. “Fortunately, we won, Her Majesty has to find another opportunity to demonstrate her strength to deter people. ”

Faina seemed a little distracted, and she should have been worried - although the news from Tesbourg was the best she had heard since that day, it did not mean that she could not be worried. Her Majesty had not moved because she was not quite sure, and when Ludwig's situation was certain, the Mehotofen family would be slaughtered like meat on an anvil.

She would never fantasize that her family was part of the aristocracy that Her Majesty the Fluttershy Queen could pull together, because even if Grand Duke Hua had no heart to rebel, their ties to the aristocracy of the North were irrefutable.

Brando's words undoubtedly prove that.

But at this moment, the flower leaf collar lady seemed a little out of her mind. She looked at Brando, and at Metisa, and the color on her face was a little distressed.

Brando did not notice the abnormality of the young lady and continued to ask, "Have the Nazers contacted you? ”

Metissa shook her head and placed a parchment in front of Brando: "This is a message from Princess Magdalene, who mentioned a place. ”

“Where? ”

“It's not a definite location, but it says here that Silver Queen Constance has been there twice in the last week… it's a tulip zone. ”

The Eastern Front has just failed. At this time, it is obviously impossible for the Silver Queen to be in the mood to participate in a paradise event, or to visit an insignificant role. At this time, she will also have time to go somewhere, certainly not so simple, although it may be just a smoke bomb, but Brando has to take it lightly.

He was on his way to see the map, and at this point, Faina finally couldn't help but say:

“I know that place, Brando, which is the old Prince's Villa, the brother of the late King, the old residence of Prince Cyrus. ”

When Brando finally remembered this place, he said, "Is this the prince who died in the holy war? ”

“and his two sons together.” Faina added.

She stared at Brando and bit her lower lip.

Metissa looked at the flower collar lady strangely, then at her lord, and suddenly a little intelligent enlightenment flashed in her silver eyes. The tiny corner of her mouth curled without a trace, and she couldn't help but feel some fun. But she did not reveal herself, and went on to say in earnest: "There is still a place near this old mansion where there are heavy guards, and Antobulo's mission will be scrutinized even if it passes there every day -”

“What is that place?” Brando frowned and wondered how it was getting more and more complicated for Her Majesty to set up a restricted area all over the Emperor.

“Cold Lu Manor. ”

……