The Amber Sword

Like a silver leopard running in the woods, Methisa's calm face does not faithfully reflect her inner anxiety: "Why does Lord not summon Hipamila and Himself, what is he waiting for? ”

A phantom flashed between the staggered backwoods. She braked abruptly, and her boots were born in pine needle-filled dirt plowing out two trenches. When Metisa stops, look clearly at a person standing in the forest - a woman, to be exact - if the botanized lower half of her body is still counted as a 'person' under the twin peaks.

Chipamira stopped following.

“Who is she?” She looked at Metisa and asked.

“Andersa?” Metissa looked at some incredible woman who appeared before her.

The woman turned back slowly, but it was the corrupt Lord Andersha, who brought the rings of the wind back to the Empire after being defeated by Brando and Veronica, who appeared to be in a very different state than Metisa remembered - her glorious face covered with blood silk, which spread from beneath her neck, as if it were a bloody rootstock. All she had left in her eyes was a pitch of black, with a bloody jade pupil in the middle, which looked very demonic.

Metisha's heart is a dark surprise. This is the alienation state of God's blood. Most of the shepherds have been baptized by God's blood once, which is why they become a group of people who are not ghostly, but have never heard of anyone who can accept God's blood for the second time. Is it true that the shepherd's research into God's blood has gone even further?

But what most puzzled her was her impression that the other party should be held in the deepest dungeons of Imperial Prison at the moment, not here.

“What are you doing here, Andrea? ”

Andersa found it to be Metissa, smiling strangely, not answering, but turning around and walking deep into the forest.

“You stop!” Metisa frowned and scolded.

Andersha stopped and smiled back at her: "Little princess, this time we are no match for each other. ”

“No one is friendly with you.” Metisa's eyebrows are tight and she answers poorly: "You'd better explain why you're here. ”

“Little princess, you have time to care about me, rather than your lord.” Andersa looked up in the direction of the mountain, and it was at this time that a stream of silver light rose from the hills where the Cold Rue estate was located, like a bright silver line running across the night sky, dividing the stars into two.

Halfway through the sky, the light brightened up the face of Metissa. She distinguished that direction from the direction of Cold Lu Estate. Her face changed slightly. She glanced back coldly at Andesa and could not question her intention to appear here. She rushed directly in that direction.

But the moment before she left, she remembered one thing: where did Andrea learn about her true identity when she was claimed to be a 'little princess'?

This thought flashed through her mind, but soon fears about the Lord prevailed, forcing herself to regain herself.

“Is she Andrea? ”

Hippamilla glanced backwards, she had not experienced the battle of the rings of the wind, and her knowledge of the experience was occasionally gained from the occasional mention of words by people around Brando, so she was far less cynical, if not curious, about the latter than Metissa.

It was, after all, the enemy of the Lord...

“Be careful of her," Metissa glanced at the clergyman and reminded her: "None of the twelve shepherds of the herdsmen are good and righteous, and their inheritance already existed long before the days of the Saints' War, and it seems that she has also identified me through such means, indicating that their inheritance is still intact. ”

Hippamilla nodded slightly and exclaimed: "But unfortunately, the shepherd was a believer in the goddess. ”

In the pitch-dark forest behind them, Andersha looked at the background of the two with a strange twist.

“Strength is rising so fast," she sighed softly. “This is a good time, unfortunately some people are doomed not to appreciate it. ”

Say it, Andersa lifted her right hand, and a bloody cord bracelet on her wrist glistened in the moonlight. She mocked the bracelet and said in her mouth: “The blade of flame has passed, the little guy made a scene at Cold Lu estate, the woman looked down on him... by the way, I just met his men, it was... it was the princess. ”

She suddenly silenced for a moment and nodded.

“Yes, I understand, my lord. ”

……

The Royer called the empire's strongest wizard, and the average wizard wanted to lift his magic was tantamount to saying a dream, but Charles only reached forward with one finger, and countless lines of silver law came out of his hand, converging into a bunch of spell junctions that hit the middle of the sky. The junction collapsed after a wave, and the confinement layer in space fell back, revealing the shape of Mayfist and Royer behind the junction.

In the eyes of the neighbours, there was only a silver stream rising from the hills where Cold Lu Estate was situated, like a bright silver line running across the night sky, dividing the stars into two.

Saipan is battling Walla, who almost lost his mind when he saw the scene - as Royal's old opponent, he knows best about the power of the former, but his old opponent, who was already at the top of the empire twenty or thirty years ago, although he did not fight the Empire's true first man, Grand Saint Walla, the difference is only between the two sides, that is, even though it has not reached the extreme peak, it is only one line away.

Moreover, the other party called the Lord of Mirrors, quite good at dismantling spells and reflex spells, quite well made in research in the field of spells, even he is ashamed of himself; but is it not the legendary sage who can easily decipher the existence of the method?

But Saipan knew that there had been no such thing as a taboo field in a human being for thousands of years, and that he couldn't resist a tremendous shock in the head - could the Bukas finally resist intervening personally?

He wasn't the only one who came up with this idea at this moment, and everyone stopped for a moment and looked in the direction of the forest:

After all, if the Buga were involved in this battle, the nature would be completely different.

“Buga, how dare you break your covenants-" The Silver Queen's angry screams echoed in the sky.

Charles was slightly stunned and understood what misunderstanding had arisen. He quickly cleared his mind with his thoughts. Then he raised his head and stepped forward, smiling halfway into the sky:

“Your Majesty, the people of silver have no intention of interfering in matters above the earth, but the sacred covenant is concluded on the cornerstone of the battle of the saints, and the maintenance of order in this world is the duty of the people of silver. ”

“It's you," the Silver Queen's voice cooled down: “Charles. ”

Brando was a little unexpected about what was happening at the moment. He never dreamed that the Empire would have such a misunderstanding. He couldn't help but look at his wizard attendant. He understood that the latter had not much memory of what had happened decades ago, but Charles smiled with a smile and looked like he was in control.

“Long time no see,” Charles chuckled, “Your Highness. ”

Brando couldn't bear to hang his teeth, but he was better at pretending.

“You haven't changed a bit since decades," the Silver Queen said coldly: "You are indeed a Silver citizen, although I have long doubted that. I had no idea that the Bukas had started laying things out decades ago. William and Solomon claimed that they had no interest in the struggle for power in the world, but in fact the Bukas kept things under their control. ”

Faced with everything that was displayed in the crystal ball, Constance, a 15-year-old girl, squinted her eyes slightly and spit a word in disdain: "Hypocrisy. ”

William, far away in the great glacier, couldn't help but sneeze a few hard times. The leader of the Wizard of the Silver League couldn't help but turn back in wonder in the cold wind. Silver folk were born with no connection to disease. Is there anyone behind him who curses him in the dark?

Instead of letting the Bukas carry a black pot, Charles is laughing and not refuting the words of the Silver Queen. Instead, his chest replied in full bamboo: "Your Majesty, no one can do what they want, whether you or the Silver Nation. ”

The Silver Queen was silent, and what was happening now was somewhat beyond her expectations, and the Bukas had not plunged into the earth for a thousand years, not to mention the promises they had made decades earlier on the battlefield of the final battle.

These bloody Silver Descendants dare to turn their backs, and she's angry, but she finds out for a moment that she can't do anything against each other's shamelessness.

She's got a lot of cards, but that's just relative. No one dares to push up against the Silver Nation. There's only one Shire in front of her, but who knows what's hidden behind it?

But the Silver Queen threw a mouse whiskey, and Brando and Charles were just as nervous. Others thought they had backup. Even St. Mayfist the Grey Sword looked at it thoughtfully. Only Walla the Grand Saint looked around slightly in the presence and finally looked at Charles.

He squinted, obviously seeing something, but didn't say anything.

Charles was thinking about how not to get out of the gang, and Brando was also thinking about how to get out. Sidney and Veronica hadn't surprised him so far, not without getting out at the moment, but with some trouble.

It was the Imperial misunderstanding and Charles' presence that surprised him a little. It would be better to scare off the Silver Queen at the moment, but the possibilities are small, so we can only see how much time we can take.

But he also understands that such dragging is equally detrimental to him, and if Sidney is not there, Her Majesty's backup should probably arrive.

Just a moment ago, he had learned from a witch's summons that the blade of flame stationed in Samburg was already on its way.

The news is good and bad. The good news is that there's a good chance of rescuing Sydney, but the bad news is if Sidney isn't there, he's in trouble.

But sometimes he was really scared of something, and Brando was hoping to drag it for another minute and a half, but all of a sudden, he looked up and looked up.

The air suddenly filled with an untrue atmosphere, surrounded by similarities and a dream - a scene he had already experienced once in Port Fatan, when a very high ranking witch arrived on the battlefield.

But that would obviously not be his subordinate.

Just for a moment, everyone looked up into the air - and yet another polar master has arrived.

At this time, the sky suddenly opened three light doors from which the three witches stepped out, and the alarming momentum emanating from them made the entire battlefield one.

It is the extreme that exists.

Brando squinted his eyes and recognized Agatheris and the Witch King among them. As for the last little girl, he didn't see her, nor did he remember her.

His heart was crying bitterness, and the blade of flame was enough trouble. I didn't expect the Silver Queen to send her private power.

“We cannot wait any longer. We must retreat.” He forced himself to calm down and then looked at Charles, but his heart did not place hope on the opportunity of nothingness.

The Buga, though prestigious, would have been ridiculous if the Silver Queen had been scared off by a single name.

No one here would be naive enough to truly believe in the Covenant, especially as the Silver Queen, the supreme of the Empire, and she might hesitate half the time if the Bukas put their strongest fleet here, or William, Solomon herself.

At the moment, however, it is clear that Charles' remarks do not alter each other's resolve.

The Silver Queen hasn't spoken yet, but Brando knows that they're just making trade-offs, or secretly mobilizing their own secret cards, and these witches are probably one of her countermeasures at the moment.

Charles can't be long, Brando is very aware of this moment.

Charles also did not speak voluntarily. As a genius of a young generation who was a highland wizard, he also possessed extraordinary talent. Brando had everything he could think of, and naturally he knew already, that he was buying Brando as much time as he could at the moment as he could with immutability.

After a moment of silence, the Silver Queen suddenly said: “Wait -” She frowned on the back of the crystal ball and the voice became suspicious: "The Bukas have never broken their word, it is not their style to act. ”

Brando's heart screamed badly. He didn't expect the Silver Queen to find a problem so quickly. If the other party only made a trade-off, he might still have a few worries about it, but if he saw through Charles only in Fox Fake Tiger Wei, he must have done everything he could.

He hurried backwards in the dark and quietly made a gesture to Mayfister in the middle of the sky. The latter had returned to the battlefield at the moment after Royer's magic had been lifted, with Royer on each side. Although there was some doubt in his mind about Brando's relationship with the Buga people, when he saw Brando's gesture, he immediately saw the Order of God.

“There is a misunderstanding, be calm, explain later and implement the booking plan first. ”

The plan was to withdraw, and Mayfist immediately and without hesitation took the sword.

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