The Amber Sword

“I still don't get it,” Brando asked. “What does that mean? ”

“It means a lot, and soon you'll understand," White Mist said. “First of all, it means that you're the only one chosen by the three scepters, and you're the only one in history. The last person to be recognized by both swords at the same time, do you know who? ”

Brando thought about it and remembered a man who had also used the wind sword to open the gates to the Mount of Rest of the Storm with a key, and had obtained from Chongshan three holy objects of Gaia, the sword of the earth Harangaya, the meaning of the mountain river and the holy gun canopy.

This man is the knight of Tianqing.

History does not say that the wind sword that the Tianqing knight used was that one, but it should be at least an elemental sword, otherwise it would not be possible to open the doors of the two worlds. And then he got the three holy objects of the Temple of the Earth, of which the holy gun's dome was higher than Harangya's, and if he didn't get the seal of Gaia, how could he take it away?

“Tianqing's knight?” He asked in a tentative manner.

“You react quickly,” said White Mist, "it is indeed the knight of heaven and blue. After all, only those who seek the independence and freedom of the wind and are able to obtain the approval of the sword of the earth can finally defend the world and bring to Warnde the age of mortals, the beginning of the Gods no longer interfering in the fate of mortals -”

“Lord White Mist, comparing me to Tianqing's knight is too exaggerated.” Brando himself dared not believe it and shook his head hastily, having read legends about the latter in countless myths and literature. Whatever the language, the record of that people, every time the knight who mentioned sky and blue broke through the sky, led the stars to fall and saved the whole world, there were no words of dissatisfaction between the lines.

And for his part, let's not say that he is confronted with the dragon of dusk, even with such a huge thing as the kingdom of God and the dragon queen.

The former is a hero who saves the whole world, and who ultimately sacrificed himself in order to ‘end up' with the dragon of dusk. After the age of chaos, even the gods saw the glitter from mortals and opened an era of thousands of years of 'glory returning to the earth' - gradually transferring the power of God to the people of gold and silver.

Since then, peoples born in the past as‘ warriors’ and 'craftsmen’ have finally been able to dominate their own destinies. And thousands of years later, the most trivial mortal man won his own freedom, and Vaughn was no longer the world of God's will.

It is a world that is ordinary and belongs to every child of it.

Brando himself is part of this vast, ordinary group, besides changing the fate of a small kingdom on the borders of the civilized world, nameless, the most ordinary aristocratic lords under a temple of fire, Lord Tonigel and Count Jean de Neil.

Those who look at the whole empire can also find countless, not to mention the Vaughn continent, which also includes the Fanzan, St. Osor, Hazel and Ellanta.

If it were said that such a Count could compete with a Tianqing knight - even if Brando had made a famous name for himself in Cruz at the moment, he would probably have laughed off his teeth.

But White Mist seemed somewhat uncomfortable with his performance.

She shook her head and didn't say much, just asked: "Brando, I'm going to ask you a question. When dusk comes, will you stand up when everyone's life around you is threatened? ”

Brandoton was stunned.

The first thing he thought about was how dusk would come, and now it's the end of the year of the sword, but suddenly he's stunned, because he thinks of Roman, he thinks of Dragon Queen, he thinks of all the mess that's going on right now.

As if, by accident, history had made him feel completely invisible, and Madara's bone skeleton had not even made it to the Second Black Rose War (Brando was not yet aware of the situation in Eruin), as if Dusk had crossed several ‘versions’ and reached the world.

This is not a joke, nor an alarming motto, but a fact that the real price of goods is happening in an elemental world.

If he fails to stop the dragon, then dusk will surely come to the world, whether or not the former can truly repay the shepherd, killing the dragon of dusk will never happen again - but at least whatever form she succeeds or fails in, Roman will not be spared.

The question of white fog seemed to ask the deepest part of his heart.

“Will you stand up--? ”

Thinking about it, Brando finds it hard not to ask himself: How can he not stand up? What brings him here?

Perhaps White Mist has already seen this through - he cannot go back, and if he does, perhaps it would have been long overdue to turn silently in Riedenberg and Cold Cedar Castle.

Then he will not see the eyes filled with hope and dependence - the refugees belonging to Butch, the mercenaries belonging to Cold Cedar Collar, and the eyes belonging to Fania, clear and simple.

Only two words can describe it.

That's trust.

One can betray something, but only one can betray oneself, so Brando finds that he can easily, as if to reason, come up with such an answer.

He has to stand up.

Before everyone else.

Just like he promised.

He turned back to God and saw the white mist, black painted eyes, looking at himself, with a smile: "Do you understand? ”

“Not every human being is born a hero, only a naïve and rotten child yells about being a savior all day long, but the adult world is bound by a heavier responsibility, which is your duty and your responsibility, and when the moment comes, you have to make choices-”

“The three swords chose you because they trusted you, which is also an acknowledgement, and so are we. ”

The white mist swept his back neck with a long tail from his left shoulder to his right shoulder, causing Brando to shrink his neck. “Go on, talk to Miss Fairy," she said. You should now understand why Roman's aunt would rather give up hope than let you leave this place, because you are so important to everyone, she loves Roman, but she knows that Roman loves you and the world more. ”

“What should I talk to them about...” Brando looked at Miss Fairy, and he saw Tata flying on a mast after asking him a few questions earlier and seriously discussing it with Lut for half a day, and then the two seemed to finally reach an agreement - flying down and over to him.

“Talk about what you have to do, and that's the real purpose of Harangua sending you here - Miss Fairy already knows all about it, ask her what you should do, and she'll tell you about it - to fulfill your responsibilities as a man's promise to Miss Roman. ”

“You must not have forgotten that her dream was to be a businessman, not a witch, and you should know how to do it, right? ”

“Because you're Brando, and you must be the one who brings hope. ”

White fog was mumbling in his ear, and Miss Fairy and Ruth had come to him, and all Timothy looked in the same direction.

He is the king of the earth, the flames and the shallow sea, and although he did not have a crown of laurels, his own destiny crowned him silently.

In this elemental world, every eye added to it is a sacred baptism.

“Mr. Brando, Your Majesty the King of the Earth,” Tata said seriously, “I think we need to talk to you. ”

Brando looked at the little fairy, then at the fire fairy prince beside him - and Fias looked a little more nervous over his head, and she looked left, right, a little scared.

Brando silently nodded.

The fairy lady looked at him with some obsession and said, “Mr. Brando, please forgive our recklessness, but I want to change the plan we made before...”

Brando looked at her and did not intervene because he knew that the fairy lady would explain herself clearly.

Tata took a deep breath, which made the fairy lady look a little irrationally excited and even a little incoherent in her voice.

“Because... this time, maybe we can really, totally defeat that... existence...”

“What did you say? ”

“I mean, you're the one Lord Odin's been waiting for, the one Lord Ellanta's been waiting for, the one we've been waiting for. ”

“Well, I still... don't get it? ”

“Mr. Brando,” Miss Fairy took another breath and gently: “I want to tell you a story...”

Brando was silent for a moment before answering, “Is this story related to our story? ”

The tower nodded.

“Then speak. ”

“The beginning of this story… is deeply connected to a sword…”

“Because this is a sword that does not exist in the world, it is the purest, far from the dust, idealized being...”

“The name of this sword is Amber Sword. ”

……

A brilliant lightning bolt sprinkled from a layer of cloud-covered sky, rendering the entire mountain wilderness blank. In the midst of heavy rain, the deep, dark mountain tops are lit by fire, which reflects the light of water, leaving the whole night covered in an unknown glow.

Several columns of light perched in the pitch-black night sky, and the light supported the barrier across the kingdom, as if it had deeply imprinted on the hearts of all those who had witnessed it.

The clouds burst in the direction of the rings as if they were brewing a terrible storm, and even thousands of miles away, black cloud walls accumulate momentum on the sea.

Tonigal's out-of-the-water wind rage swept up the black waves as if they were lurking with countless fierce beasts, and several sailboats entering the harbour were dragged into the deep sea by the backwave and the wind, disappearing between their eyes.

In the mountains, under heavy rain and ladders, a figure of a deer figure is lying next to a collapsed tomb cellar, looking in that direction.

“Ashes, the thirteenth month, the Great Devil's Tide, the Elemental Disaster… A thousand years have come, Master, Lord Odin, please bless the rest of this disastrous world for a moment… The seal is about to be lifted, My Lady of Witches, the struggle of mortals still makes no sense, and yet no one knows… Perhaps all this is already fruitless…” she muttered.

Intermittent sounds were quickly swallowed by rain.

A lightning bolt crossed the night sky here.

The eyes of the deer witch seemed to light two clusters of fire.

Somehow, she suddenly remembered the past, and she remembered a lot, the body of that clock tower weirdo who slept underground for so long.

Then she remembered a face that belonged to a mortal.

She looked in the direction of Cold Cedar Castle.

“Little guy, I don't know if you're still there," Elaine muttered. “Perhaps we haven't had a chance to see each other again, but you'll never understand this...”

……

(PS: My milk is not poisonous enough, hard is not able to lift IG's blood, some kind of modification, secret dotted area explosion, after all, yellow net team, heartache me my aunt.

Running in the afternoon to play ancient centuries, the night was preparing the offline code word, and the server exploded, which was also some kind of modification, and was targeted by the system.