The Amber Sword

At that moment, Sy's body and mind sank into the inner world, and the noise around her became distant. Everyone around her looked subconsciously in the direction of the Silver Queen, and people's mouths came together like they were discussing something, but she couldn't hear a sound.

The whole world became so quiet, so utterly extinct that only one clear thought dominated her heart.

“Lord Lord is here. ”

“He must be reminded that this is a trap! ”

The power and power of the empire that we have seen for months is rooted in the heart of a young girl, the nobility of the empire is high and cold like a sharply poisoned blade in her heart, constantly eroding her courage, only in the deepest part of the nightmare can she see the end for herself -

To see Brando die to save her, to see all the ashes of Valhalla go away, to see all the hearts and minds turned to ashes, and all that she knew, that fragile dependence and pillar in her heart, completely collapsed and ceased to exist.

“No, no...! ”

“I can change everything...”

It was as if a voice had been created in the mind that responded: "You can.” It was Ovina's voice, soft and gentle, like a guide, telling her how people told another story a thousand years ago.

The knight who slept at the bottom of Lake Elaine, named Tianqing--

'Cause it's your destiny (and mine). ”

“You will dominate it (as mortals dominate their own destiny). ”

“One day (one day at a time). ”

The two voices coincided in her heart.

She saw a sword and stood at the top of the 10,000 peaks. She saw another knight swear by his long gun in the storm, with words as engraved on a golden stone.

As if from that moment on, a new era had come, when the people of silver had hidden in the mountains and the Golden Nation was no longer greedy for the throne, and at the other end of the Great Plains, a group of black iron children were coming out of thorns and obscurity.

In the high summer of that year, the stars filled the night sky and the constellations representing the dragons of darkness still dominated the entire southern half of the sky. For these people, they did not think too much, but merely looked beyond the plain with a blind eye through the swaying fire.

And there, it's a whole new world.

Year of replacement--

Gilt, the Fire King, leads mankind across the Great Plains to Osopao.

It is as if the great rivers of history were unstoppable, and the blessings of the gods, which are ultimately for mortals, are the beginning of the world and the last words left by the gods.

The young girl replied softly: "I--”

“is Tianqing's knight (is Sy). ”

This moment in the heart of a young girl is filled with determination, willing to dedicate everything to salvage a certain inevitable outcome, as if the whole world were overthrown by it, and not comparable to an idea in her heart at this moment.

The golden flame burned in her eyes, the blood of a mortal faded, her eyes turned sterling silver color, then gradually turned to gold, as if it were the blood of the Minors, and became holy to such a young girl of the Son of Chongshan.

In the flames, filled with memories, time as the water passed, as if it had reappeared yesterday, she saw the windows of the Cold Cedar Castle flower, a warm afternoon sun passing through the colored glass, falling in that room filled with her memories.

The girl lay weakly in bed with her hands holding the gold apple that the adult had given her, and the juice of the sacred object was like a sweet fountain flowing in her heart.

She saw a tall figure standing in front of her bed and told her seriously:

“One day, Sy, you'll go after your happiness. ”

“Such happiness...”

Suddenly tears filled the eyes of the mountain girls, finally understanding the true meaning of the phrase: “… it turns out that the dominion belongs to its own destiny. ”

Even the most ordinary fate.

But no one can help others make choices.

What is destiny...

It's sword and fire, iron and blood, it's a poem to sing, it's a life of sorts, but ultimately, it's a choice. Once a choice is made, the sword of destiny returns to mortal hands.

Cee is holding the sword in her hand right now.

In thin air, she seemed to see tens of millions of armies driving strange carriers launching an attack against the dark moon in the middle of the sky ——

She saw flying dragons, strange makeup creatures, goddesses, giants, creatures in myths, tens of thousands of attacks on giant shadows above the clouds.

She saw the elves with the pointy ears of silver eyes, the wizards in snow and white robes, humans, dwarves, yelling back at the dark armies on the horizon, thousands of armies killing each other.

Then she saw herself.

A long ponytail with a flaming red tail, dark skin and a tight bite on the teeth, filled with indomitable young girls, switching between the ages of 14 and 19.

This is a girl from the Chablis Mountains, who was supposed to be so blind, but fate coincided with her standing here at the moment.

And at this moment, she is going to make a decision that she will never regret, just as her forefathers did.

Sy raised the long gun in her hand and there seemed to be a hidden resonance above the cloud, as a light column penetrated through the sky and plunged straight down.

Tianqing's gun unlocked four seals in a row.

An invisible ripple spread in all directions. Upon the banquet, there was chaos. The unresponsive aristocrats were pushed upside down by the power of Pei Mo Neng. The knights showed their astonishment, pulling out their swords and rushing this way. The distant court wizards were rising and chanting lengthy spells in their mouths.

But all of it.

At this moment, her eyes were as if it were a slow motion image with a rating. She raised her head and shouted. A flash of lightning flashed over the cloud. The thunderbolt, along with the storm, poured down. The knight of the court, who was drawing his sword, flew out. The wizard who had just risen fell like a stone one after another.

Sy surrounded herself with electric snakes, the electric light in her eyes was blazing, like the legendary Thor God had died, she raised her long gun, a piece of electric light fell from the outside of the Garden of Roses, and the barricaded army poured in from outside.

The nobility beside her had completely retreated, and Conrad, overwhelmed by Henriette, had first rolled under the nearby table, standing before him only Augustine, the bear's mighty mountain prince.

The latter is also stunned.

Sydney didn't even want to, sticking out a spear and pointing at him.

A bucket of electric light swept across Augustus, and the hillbilly prince did not react at all. If he hadn't been rescued by the guardhouse beside him, he would probably have looked good this time, but even then, the two guards had been struck as coke.

But Augustus didn't even look at them.

At this moment, all he saw was Sy, and only Sy had a long gun with countless fine patterns floating on the surface of his hand.

Those are mountains and storms, and the earth and the dome of heaven.

Only one gun has this pattern on it.

It was born between the mountains and the storm, and it slept beneath the mountains and the earth.

Holy gun canopy.

The legendary sanctity of the mountain people.

“The Devil's Gun Gabrielle...” Augustus's eyes were full of fanaticism, muttering to himself the name of this legendary Tianqing Gun among the mountain people, and he reached out to Sy almost intoxicatingly: “How did you get this thing? Come on, give me the gun, give it to your man--”

At this moment, he has only one thought in his mind. In the legend of the mountain people, people with guns can rule the world.

That's right, he was the man of his destiny, and Martha put this rifle in his hand through this woman, and from this moment on, he's seen Cee as his personal possession.

He will be king of the mountains and truly reign over the mountains of Varache, not just a small enclosure of the empire, but a reproduction of its original meaning, which the mountaineers honor over Vaughn.

This woman is his future queen.

And his gun.

Few people know that Augustus was born with the power of gold, and that he was a heavenly elector, and the mountain folk carefully concealed the message, because every heavenly elector in history would eventually change the world.

It's like Gilt the Fire King.

It's like Eruin's first king, Acme.

Or the sword of the earth, Saint Darius.

Augustus is also convinced that he was born different, and at this moment it is proof that fate is crowned with him.

Not far from here, Henriette hid under the table and was blindfolded by Conrad, staring at him, almost thinking that the mountain prince was a lunatic.

“This guy is so arrogant...? ”

And despite all the confusion in his mind, he still couldn't help wondering: what exactly is Her Majesty doing, is that a real Tianqing gun?

Sy frowned.

She sensibly felt the threat from the human beast in front of her. She thought that the mountain prince was a guest of honor invited by the Silver Queen. If she threatened this person, perhaps she could let Lord Fan go.

Over the past few months, she has heard stories of the relationship between the mountain people and the Empire from the mountain maids beside her. She speculates that if the Silver Queen wants to buy the mountain people, she will certainly not let the mountain prince have any accidents in the White Rose Garden.

But the course of the facts was somewhat unexpected.

She didn't expect this guy to be so clueless, and what was even more frustrating to her was that Her Majesty, without seeing the scene, was sitting next to her and watching.

The aristocrats in the courtyard had long fled, and the knights climbing from the ground had for the first time regained the silver queen Constance on the stairs.

And the latter looked at the scene with no expression, as if the banquet had not been hosted by her, but with slightly different eyes, as if thinking about something.

The servant next to him shivered and did not understand what the situation was. It would be terrible to say that what was happening at the moment, but not only would Her Majesty lose face and the prestige of the royal family would be lost.

What they do not understand, however, is why Her Majesty, who pays so much attention to this on weekdays, remains silent at this moment. What is even more distressing to them is that the supreme of the empire does not speak, and they dare not speak easily.

We can only wait so shakingly...

On the field, Prince Augustus stepped forward and reached out: "Give me your gun. ”

Sy frowned.

She was stubborn and clearly provoked Augustus.

“Fucking stupid woman, you know what you're doing? How dare you attack your future husband, in Varache, and I will leave you, a shameless woman, to the lowest of all! ”

“This man is crazy...” Henriette, lying at the table, was full of ideas. Then he saw Sy lift her long gun and stabbed the prince on the back of the tiger. She was determined to die in her heart. Every time she took the shot, she put a bright light on the blade of the jade and hit Augustus in the chest.

But what no one expected.

Augustus reached out and grabbed, like a human dragon, raw grabbed Tianqing's gun blade, sharp gun blade cut his palm, stabbed him in the chest for half an inch, then couldn't get in, countless electric light jumped around his bare skin, but the mountain prince looked at Sy as if he was a fine man, cold.

‘Wow’.

The Silver Queen stood up from the throne with a glimpse.

At some point, the dragon queen Gwendolyn stood silently by the supreme of the empire.

“The peak level on the side of truth is pretty good for the age of humankind.” The latter replied.

The Silver Queen turned around and looked at her like a bright knife with a frightening cold light: "Thirty years ago, my astrologer told me that a man of choice had been born in Varache, but then there was no news, and I wanted to come back to the year to be covered up, and it was this man -”

“Heaven can hurt him, indicating that the blood of the gods on him is thin, although it is half the level of Odin, far worse than that little girl 60 years ago.” The dragon queen replied.

After all, pureblood gods.

The Silver Queen moved her lips and eventually didn't say anything.

“What are you going to do?” Gwendolyn turned around and looked at her.

“All right, let Agatheris and them in. The girl can give it to him, but Tianqing's gun can't reach him yet.” The Silver Queen replied coldly.

“Where's Darius' grandson? ”

“Just a human being, since he's here, you don't have to go anymore. ”

Gwendolyn, who got this answer, turned around and looked at Her Majesty in silence, then turned her head again, without any superfluous expression on her face, but in a vertical prism, she seemed not to laugh.

The Silver Queen finally looked disgustingly at the scene of a wretched banquet, and it seemed that this private engagement party had completely failed, but for the few present, they had each got what they wanted most.

As for the incoming unexpected guest, the empire's top man did not care, and she had already touched each other's bottom line in the Cold Lu Manor War.

Ambushed in the vicinity of the Rose Garden to the left, there are not only a few more Agatheris and the Witch King, but also a gathering of almost all the top forces of the Empire and the Royal Family that can be invoked at this moment.

If the other person doesn't show up, he may be able to escape, but now that he's here, there won't be any more.

As for Darius' grandson...

Constance shook her head gently, about the memories of the past, the breeze of the Four Realms, some afternoon and the sunshine of Hee, even about that face, had long gone with the wind.

Several witches ascended the sky...

And Augustus was smiling and reaching for Cecil's slender neck.

Everything seems to have had its intended results.

except for one uninvited voice--

The cold voice is like telling a story of a scriptural and earthly meaning, and its owner says softly:

“If I were you, I'd be more careful what I do. ”

“so you don't feel so sorry for yourself after hell...”

Augustus slightly, then frowned and raised his head.

……