The Amber Sword

The main material realm, at the same moment in Rusta, the pointer to time is just a few seconds away. In the ruins of the neighborhood near December Square, Shepamira stood for a moment before turning away. And it was at this time that the Yamakawa in her hand suddenly ‘buzzed’ and vibrated for a moment, then a second time, Shipamira slightly stunned, holding up the crucifix hammer in her hand with her hands, to see that the whole body of the sacred object emitted soft white light, flying from her hand, suspended in the middle of the sky.

Palazzo San Cantipe, Rose Garden.

“Hmm?” Metissa stopped suddenly, revealing a strange glimmer and looked around. She frowned and revealed a slight discomfort.

“What's the matter?” Charles noticed the latter difference and asked.

“No, Lord Him...” Metisa looked at the missing stag and fairy spot in her card bank, her heart falling asleep: Why hasn't Lord returned yet, why hasn't he spoken just now?

This moment in the Rose Garden is the scene of a deserted soldier.

Old Chancellor Nederweyn and Grand Holy Rose Walla have opened up a remote-transmission paradigm - a small flame door, in fact - that originally belonged to the Royal family of Krutz, but it has instead provoked fear; the news is that the carriage comes and goes outside the palace door, and there are several cars that have even entered directly into the White Rose Garden, without any concern for the royal majesty, the arrival of an afterlife.

Each transmission was limited in number, with nobles lined up in ranks, leading the way with the flower collars, East Mets and other nobles rescued by Brando, followed by the already small number of members of the Royal Cruz family, the Nederweyne family and their immediate families, some of the priests of the Temple. Faina wanted to stay and wait for Brando to come back, but Metisa persuaded her to leave.

Only Metissa and Charles, and Cee, were left with Brando's entourage, but even they had to leave in the next few deliveries, because Rusta had become extremely insecure. The disturbed gaze looked at the gold wire that landed in a path outside the landed arch and window, as if it were a rain of gold rising under the night, but the earthquake shook and sounded dying.

“Where is Miss Magdalene? Hasn't the Principality of Antoborough's mission arrived yet?” Some of the crowd shouted anxiously, repeating themselves over and over again.

Officials dressed as foreign ministers ran among the crowd, repeatedly confirming that there were missions in other countries in Didu at this moment, and that while Rusta might be in distress, the Empire would not fall as a result, and if the missions assembled here were to be lost by negligence, the imperial prestige might be dissipated.

But time is running out, and the embassies of Antobulo and the Principality of the Shield have remained unaccounted for, alright, while the former also includes the nun Princess Magdalene, whom she cannot afford to lose. Several priests affiliated with the Temple have in fact rushed out of the Palace of St. Cantipe, left the gate of the Palace and boarded a carriage to the neighbourhood where the Principality of Antoboro is staying.

In the dark, a long clip stands by one of the arched windows of the golden and glorious palace during the day, watching the scene quietly against a long curtain that drapes from the top of the window to the ground.

She is the only immediate member of the Nederweyn family who has not left, precisely the only one who has escaped without taking part in the transmission. Delphine doesn't know why she's doing this, she's a calm person, or she thinks she should be calm and rational, and she shouldn't act without thinking and doing something impulsive.

But she can't find a reason for her current behavior. Sometimes she tells herself she just wants to calm down for a while. Anyway, as the granddaughter of Chancellor Nederweyn, a member of the Nederweyn family, she can leave at any time; but sometimes she tells herself that she just wants to see if the person can come back, even if it is for the purpose of burying her, and being here with that person, she can get what she wants.

But what frightened the Prime Minister, Kim, was that she heard a clear voice in her heart saying to her, "No, that's not true."

More than once in her mind, Brando appeared in the White Rose Garden, arrogant in front of the whole empire - completely smashing everything she sought and valued, and while she knew Brando wasn't after her, she had the feeling of being stripped naked and standing naked in front of everyone, pitiful as if she were a clown.

Delphine remembered all of this, but her heart was pounding.

“Why is that? ”

“Am I wrong? ”

She was silent and terribly cold, stopping several young aristocrats who wanted to come up and talk to her.

There were fewer and fewer people in the court, and a group of people passed by her and another group left, until a royal housekeeper came up to remind her that she had to leave, but Delphine didn't hear anything.

The butler wanted to say something else, but suddenly, a ‘buzz -’ came from behind, the crowd shouted, and the two turned back subconsciously, just as the crowd spread out in the banquet hall of the Rose Garden, revealing Countess Varache in the middle.

Sy was looking at the blue gun in her hand with amazement, only to see the holy gun slightly vibrating in the sky, glowing all over her body and escaping from her hand, gradually suspended in the air.

“Ovina, what's going on?” She asked in surprise.

The spirit of the holy gun had long appeared. She floated beside the mountain girl, looked up at the sky in the middle of the sky, and the green eyes were full of shocking gods.

“The temple is back, Sy. ”

“What?”

“The temple of Chongshan has been restored, and the king of the earth has been born...”

“… has anything to do with Lord Lords?” Sy pondered for a moment and asked with some care.

Ovina glanced at her and sighed. This silly girl had fallen completely into it. Honestly, as an accessory to the Tianqing Knight, she appreciated the more autonomous master, but some of the qualities on Si's body really touched her.

After all, the two men are different. If Tianqing's knight is the pioneer, then Xi is at best a qualified heir, but not every era needs Tianqing's knight. At present, this simple girl is obviously the owner of the most suitable gun for Tianqing in this era.

She shook her head and nodded again: “I don't know, but I think it might have something to do with it. Grab the holy gun, and if you don't get heaven's approval at this point, it'll be back where it was born ——”

“But... what am I going to do? ”

“Grab this gun, you're Tianqing's knight. But do not bind its will. The will of the earth is ultimately to yield to the king, to avoid the crowd. It is to open a gate to the Mountain of the End of the Storm, not to spill over to others. ”

Sy nodded and flew to the sky to do as she was told. Everyone in the lobby looked at the newly sealed Countess and felt a slight shock in her hand as she grabbed the handle of the heavenly dome.

“This is…”

……

The southern realm of the Empire, the Anzlova region.

Smoke is already rarely visible in the highlands and lowlands, and order has almost been lost from Port Rune to Vargas. Since the defeat a month ago of the coalition forces of Jørgendigan and the Lions of Tokenin in the north of the Changqing corridor, the breakdown has returned from the original route and fled to some parts of the south-east of the lofty Inland Sea in the south, which has led to the extreme deterioration of security.

The natives of Jorgendioka - some cavemen, lizards and beards - trapped among the countryside, making their old business in the underground world - bandits, a few underground lords occupying towns and ruins, but, like their way of ruling the underground world, ignoring the wild, much of Anzlova has returned to barbarity, apart from the civilizational and orderly character of the area Medusa occupies.

These places were built over hundreds of years by humans and elves in the year of the glorious return, but it took less than two months for the war to completely destroy everything.

A fleet is sailing slowly over the clouds.

Like the shadows on the hovering clouds, the fleet's sails are dense and numb-shaped, sparkling in the night sky, and ‘residents' around Anzlova look at the scene amidst jungle and rubble.

Most people then shrunk back cautiously.

They know that this is the human floating fleet.

If a month ago, this fleet would have been attacked immediately by a group of dragon beasts, but by this time all the glory would have been gone - not to mention that the White Legion compiled by the Crown Prince could have swept south through the Changqing corridor at any moment, and even the Red Legion in the four eastern realms could have invaded from the east - no one knew how long they could have stayed on the land.

After passing over the Anzlova area, the fleet was attacked by falling meteorites and a gold line crossed the fleet, causing fire to two or three warships.

The meteorite eventually hit Bear Lake and wiped the lake from the Empire's layout, evaporating thousands of caveman bandits nearby.

But the fleet was also affected by this, and had to fall one by one from the clouds and into the nearby hills.

The ‘Everton' three masts landed in a small valley.

One of the walkers immediately disembarked the boat and passed through the nearby woods, occupying a high point on the outskirts of the valley. The knights escorted a teenager and a snake-haired woman out of the woods, looking out onto the hills around the neighborhood.

A battleship is descending at night, dense and numb, as if it were a cloud overhanging from the sky.

Haruze's gaze looked at the alluvial plains in the distance, when he and his teacher used to walk down this road to escape the pursuit of the Jorgendigan army to Port Rune, and at the end of his vision was a Vargas, as he remembered yesterday.

On the pitch-black horizon, there was light scattered at a few star points, apart from which the whole earth seemed to fall asleep. His Royal Highness knew that it might be several lizard tribes, and the empire's lights had been extinguished.

He couldn't help but feel a little sad and remembered that when he came here, the night was still bright and the plains were lit by the lights of the town.

……