The Amber Sword

“Cold Lu Manor?” Brando knocked on the table with his fingertips and answered thoughtfully: "Delphine has not heard about the location of the Temple of Saints Walla and the Temple of Fire to guard the old wing. If the Silver Queen is not a suspected soldier, assuming that one of the Prince's old mansions and the Cold Rue estate is the ‘prison’, the other...”

In fact, since the partition of the Temple by Queen Silver, one of the factions represented by Walla has been described as conservative, while the other faction is naturally the innovator represented by the Sutra faction.

“Sy's right there.” Metisa's silver eyes lit up slightly and understood what he was trying to say.

“Lord, shall we act?” She asked immediately.

Brando shook his head. “It's best to check it out first.” He replied that, while this place does seem likely, it cannot be ruled out that the Silver Queen deliberately set a trap or suspicion. The best way to do this is to sneak into the investigation first: “Tonight, me and...”

“Brando, let me go! ”

Before he finished, he was cut off by Fayna on the side.

The big lady with the leaf collar came out almost unthinkably and then seemed to realize what she was saying. She saw Brando and Metisa looking at herself stunned, her face burning like a burning, red: “… I, I mean, I'm familiar with it. ”

“But you don't seem to be sneaking in, do you, Faye?” Brando couldn't bear to ask.

“Diving in and covert operations, the teacher taught me, just...” Fiina replied softly.

“It's just no field experience, is it? ”

Faina blushed and persisted: “Even if I didn't have real experience, I could do it. ”

“This is not a outing, my lady. ”

“I know...” Faina blinked lightly and her tone went weak: “I... can stay outside, I know there are a few unknown trails...”

“Nor can that be," Brando shook his head: "It is not safe, as we planned beforehand, for non-combatants to try to avoid participation in the war. ”

Faina had to shut her mouth and stare at Brando with a blue blue eye.

At a time when Brando thought she was going to temper the young lady again, the former bit her lower lip and whispered, “I know...”

This contrast surprised Brando so much that his impression of the young lady still stood in the image of the frivolous little princess in the ring of the wind. He was prepared to get angry, but he didn't think that the last word was‘ I know ’, making him feel like he had punched himself in the cotton.

He couldn't help but look at each other with some vigilance, an attitude that he saw most in one person —— that is, the businesswoman. Because Roman Jr. is usually nice to say when he has to bow his head, but in practice it's basically the opposite, and the constant teaching gives him a big headache.

But it's good that he knows that Faina won't be so unrestrained at least, and this young lady has her own pride in playing with these thoughts with care.

As for the conversation between the two, the little princess of the Silver Elf looked at Faina and smiled mysteriously at the side of the Metissa Cave and suggested to Brando: "Lord, in fact, it might be better for me to bring Miss Faina with me. ”

Brando flashed slightly and didn't expect Metisa to suddenly pour.

“Metissa?” He looked back at her like he was trying to make sure she wasn't kidding.

And Fayna looked up at the time, some stunned, and looked at Metisa sitting in the chair.

“Because Ms. Sidney is not fit to enter the city, her goals are too conspicuous," replied Metisa with a smile, "and she can say that the person who followed Brando the longest except Charles saw through her Lord's thoughts at first glance, so she can whisper:“ Assuming this is the trap of the Silver Queen, then her target may be Ms. Sidney, not Miss Faina, because she has had the opportunity these past few days, doesn't she, why should she do more? ”

Brando suddenly realized that it was a reverse thought, and that the Silver Queen was using Vara as bait, so her goal was most likely the statue of the Virgin of the Holy Palace of the Lions, as Metissa put it; she also had an urgent motive, that obtaining the Holy Sword Orphis was the most important step in her Temple of Integration and Control of Flames, and in her own camp, besides her own Odin heir, Sidney was probably the most important to Her Majesty.

Relatively speaking, the leaf collar belongs less important to her.

So, assuming Sidney doesn't have access to Didu, he does need to choose between Delphine and Fayna, who are familiar with Didu, as an alternative, compared to Fayna, who, although neither of them has much capacity to protect herself, is at least a Veronica student with excellent swordsmanship.

And that Prime Minister, Chikin, has been like an ordinary man since he took the fountain of youth with side effects, and in fact, in an age when this magical tide began to deepen its impact on the entire world in all its aspects, she may not be as powerful as ordinary people.

With that in mind, Brando couldn't help but look at Faina.

“Is that okay? ”

“Then ask Miss Faina if she's ready," Metissa replied earnestly. “It's a dangerous job. ”

“I'll be fine!” Faina hastily grabbed the answer: “I'll protect myself, don't forget whose student I am. ”

Brando, looking at this young lady, really wants to throw up. Your teacher herself is being held in Tesbourg at this moment, but considering his respect for the corps leader and lady, he couldn't bear to smear the other person's face again. He couldn't help but say it.

He sighed, although it might not be the best option, but at least it wasn't the worst, and that's all he could think about.

At this time, someone knocked on the door outside the room, making the door sound solid. Brando subconsciously looked at the sky and wondered who might be outside the door. Faina turns around and opens the door and finds a serious Sidney standing outside.

Because Brando promised to help the lady fix the sword Orphis, almost every day at this time she would show up on time, not a minute earlier, not a minute later, and for a long time, everyone else was used to it.

But today, in addition to this statue of the Lady of the Lion's Sacred Palace, Delphine is standing outside the door.

The Chancellor's golden face bore a smiling, non-smiling look, but the invisible look in her eyes made Faina feel a little uncomfortable and unconsciously retreated.

“Ms. Sidney, Delphine, you're here.” Brando said hello.

Delphine smiled and said she just happened to be passing by.

Brando turned his head and looked at Sidney without expression: "Ms. Sidney. ”

“Excuse me, Count,” the Lady of the Lady of the Lion's Sacred Palace sounds as plain as ever: “Can you spare some time? ”

Brando nodded and promised to help her repair the Holy Sword Odyphus once the battle in Port Fatan was over, long before Port Fatan. Now that the Battle of Port Fatan had been won, he would naturally find no excuse to say anything, not to mention his own great interest in the legendary blade of flame.

Metisa quickly rose up to give Faina a look and walked out with the big lady with the leaf collar. Delphine, though standing outside the door all the time, had no intention of entering the door, as if she had said she was just passing by when she went upstairs.

When Ms. Sidney entered the room, Metissa took the door and looked up at Delphine.

Prime Minister Jin Jin slightly asked, “Do you have something to say to me, Miss Metisa? ”

“I thought you'd betray us once you got back to Didu.” Metisa said softly.

“But I didn't, did I," Delphine laughed. "We had a great time working together in Port Fatan, Miss Methisa. Why don't you just keep believing me? ”

“Because I can't feel the sincerity in you,” replied Metissa. "The elves can tell the hearts of those who want to test, which is actually silver elves. I can't guess your mind, Miss Delphine, but I know you don't mean it well. ”

“Are you a silver elf, Miss Methisa? ”

But Metissa didn't pay attention to her.

Delphine sighed: "So I don't understand what you're trying to say, Miss Methisa, and you should understand that not half of what I'm doing is against you. ”

“Lord thinks the contradiction between you and him is just a misunderstanding, and he appreciates you very much, just like Ms. Misserille, but that doesn't mean I'm going to feel soft about it,” Metissa's face gets cold and she rarely shows up in front of the people outside: "I just want to repeat what I said last time -”

“Don't give me a chance to have my gun pierce your heart," she said, staring coldly into Delphine's eyes, word for word: "Tas—la—Giem, eternal revenge, irreplaceable means - I swear by the ancient proverb of the Silver Pokémon, you should have heard the proverb. ”

“Vengeance,” Delphine's purple eyes sparkled.

……

Outside the window, the night is set, and the candle flames lit up inside.

Sidney recited a spell and then stretched out his right hand, like holding a handle of a sword in the void, she slowly pulled to the right, drawing a sword from the void filled with fragments and scars. The sword's body had already been broken in inches, flashing pieces of metallic shine suspended in space, still maintaining the shape of the sword, the edge of the blade, occasionally flashing a dark red light.

This is the Holy Sword Orphis.

Brando had already seen the scene many times, but each time was inevitably shaken, which was the present form of the Holy Sword, which had long died with the departure of the King of Fire, so that the craftsmen could not recast its body, and the fragment of the Blade of Fire that Sidney had brought out of the Temple was merely more memorable to the followers of the Temple of Fire, after all, by the hand of Gilt, the King of Fire, yet essentially no different from the ordinary fragment of the Long Sword.

He also learned the secret only recently, which made him wonder whether the same was true of the sword of the earth in his hands. Although Harangia was more complete, Sidney told him that if the blade of flame remained intact in the physical world, it would not be less powerful than the sword of the earth. With the hammer of time, legendary beliefs infiltrate the sword, transforming it from a mortal to a powerful ancient sword. Knowing that Ace's Lion's Heart Sword was only once his most common sword.

People's hearts converge to form faith, fame casts legends, potential powerful aspirations and magic in language and writing engrave the world's objects in the rule of law, so that the antiquities exist.

Sidney let go and show him to come up.

Brando was already softly familiar, reaching out to the sword handle of the sword from the lady, a sense of familiarity that responded from the sword, in fact, he injected it into the shards of the sword through the approval of the soul of Odyphus as far back as the port of Fatan, when he had established any connection with the blade of fire law.

But it's not that simple to fix Odyphus, the soul of the Holy Sword falling asleep because its projection branch in the world of the law is broken, and its projection branch in the world of the law is broken because of the absence of faith, that is, the loss of the very foundation that exists in this world.

Today this ancient soul, while awake again and recognizing him, is still powerless in its present form.

The formation of a faith, the birth of a legend, could never be supported by someone, even though Brando could not give birth to the blade of flame as much as the soul of Odyphus.

All he has to do is regain his glory.

He holds the blade handle of the blade of flame, and the ancient soul in his body immediately resonates with its remaining form of the present world to form the illusion in front of him...

What made it a legend, made it famous above the earth, made it glorified, and made this sword exist in this world?

So, where is the pride of the sword?

It was once the holy sword of the Temple of Fire, with which the King of Fire opened an era in which pure flames separated dark thorns and burned a path in despair.

But what Brando saw in the illusion was not the brightest moment of the Fire King - on the Plains of Holy White, he declared the end of an unprecedented great empire, and from this moment on, all injustice and oppression were brought to an end, and the Blade of Fire Odyphus shined in his hands, in the sun that penetrated the clouds.

What he saw was everything burning in the flames, the palace and the city pool, a scene he seemed to have known. A pair of unyielding eyes, the rage that burns in them, what burns into ashes in flames, is ridiculously arrogant.

What breeds the indomitable flame is the resistance under oppression, which exists, proclaiming that everyone can hold fast to their destiny.

This is the flame of gold, symbolizing a vow of resistance and uncompromising.

‘So I gave it, not the empire, to the world--'

This is the Golden Flame Way.

……