The Amber Sword

“Brando? ”

A crisp, slightly curious voice rang downstairs, as if it were a string of bells, falling on the ground in darkness, echoing with clarity, with a magic that went straight into the heart.

Brando seemed to have been hit by an arrow and the whole person stood upright. He turned around a little bit slowly, some moving his neck rigidly, his eyes sweeping across the dark lobby, falling on that familiar face.

The businesswoman looked up at him.

She wore a thick leather dress that was very simple in the Butch area, with a drum bag on it, a hammer in both hands, pressed against the bag, thick gloves, a pair of some pretty round toe shoes, long hair rising high behind her head and a clean, flat forehead reflecting the moonlight.

In those dark brown eyes, the curiosity and concern of not changing the original intentions are vividly reflected.

‘Dang...’

The hammer slipped from the merchant lady's hand and landed on the floor.

Brando opened his mouth.

But I can't name it...

“It's Madara's army out there, I'll take you. This time they can't stop us! ”

“I will take you to fulfill your dream, this time I will make you the richest businessman in the world! ”

“Come with me, Roman...”

He's got something to say--

But I can't say a word.

The merchant lady stacked her hands on her purse and smiled at him with her mouth shut.

“I know.”

“I know Brando cares about me. ”

“It wasn't just Roman, because Brando had his own ideals, we had a deal. ”

“Do you remember the first time we went out on a sneak adventure, when that shitty traitor tried to cheat on our money and Brando fought with them for his life? ”

“Brando, I don't know where you're going, but I'll always try to keep up with you. ”

“Even if everyone hates Roman and Aunt, Brando will always stand by Roman. ”

“So whatever Brando does, Roman will always be on Brando's side. ”

Brando slammed two steps to the railing of the corridor, just holding onto the armrest, almost gripping the wood like a shake, fingers whitening.

At that moment, he suddenly realized how important this mistress of merchants was to him.

He was destined to be a lonely traveler, a passenger who had to face the whole world alone.

Yet in this world, a man is always with him.

She is often confused, occasionally unconscious, stubborn, temperamental, and sometimes has some strange ideas, intelligent, wise, and brilliant talents.

But none of this is real to her.

And only the merchant lady, who was always behind her and who was also following his progress, finally made the deepest mark in his heart.

“Brando, don't pinch my face! ”

“It hurts...”

He opened his mouth and was almost suffocating, but eventually he shouted:

“Roman, come with me. ”

“I'll get you out of here! ”

“Adventure with me--! ”

“Would you like to see the other end of the Black Forest? That's the most magnificent view in the world! We go together, with our merchants, everywhere in the world! ”

The smile on the businesswoman's face was even worse, and she almost laughed with joy.

But in the end, he tapped his little bag lightly.

With his head up, he said with some pride:

“I'm leaving, Brando. ”

“Why?” Brando felt himself sucking his nose.

Roman thought about it.

“'Cause there's a long way to go, Brando, and I'll wait for you up front. ”

“Then wait for me--”

Brando blinked.

He said with some seriousness, "You have to wait for me, you have to wait for me, because I will catch up. ”

The businesswoman nodded with a smile.

“I'll wait for you, Brando. ”

She took a breath.

Gently sucked his nose.

Press your back heel to the ground and turn around.

She walked forward and the moonlight fell through the door, printing her long shadow. She walked three steps, stopped again and looked back at Brando before walking out satisfied.

Brando silently looked behind the businesswoman and disappeared into his own sight.

He suddenly raised his head and pressed his nose and eyes tightly with his hands.

Perhaps the mountains of Butch are just outside the door.

Just the bright starry sky that night, across the bright long river of the pine stars, is it still in this dream?

He heard the sound of the mountain wind in his ear.

Crossing the wilderness, over sleepy Butch.

……

Ultimately, the will of dusk broke through the Tiamat rule, an idea of this great will that is unleashing storms and tides on the sea of magic and descending upon a world called Warnde.

Projections of storms shaped outside the boundaries of elements ultimately resonate in the world of matter.

Thousands of years of tides are shaped outside the elemental barrier in a visible way, and those above the earth see purple and black waves sweeping through the sky, passing by magical vibrations, the silly mood of the borders of the black forest, and the demonic nest in the wilderness is empty.

But Rusta.

In Sister Magdalene's illusory vision, all she saw was the dark shadow falling from the sky that heavily struck the monster that was tearing her chest apart, and the latter wrapped a twisted force across the space crack, and when it touched the monster, it was like the whole body was flattened into a piece of paper, and the whole child burst open.

Countless pieces of mutilated meat burst across all sides, sparkling a rain of flesh.

She was finally awakened by this bloody storm.

Returning from his illusions, he realized that what he saw was not a reflection of his destiny in the lake of the abyss, but a real and dramatic transformation around him.

But she had just realized that the dark shadow had fallen on the floor beside her, and the walnut board burst apart and the broken wood chips danced like butterflies.

Magdalene felt that the floorboard had been punched through by the other party in that blow, and that the whole floor had in fact begun to collapse and she felt herself falling.

Then she heard an outrage:

“Shit! ”

“Lady White Mist!” Magdalene used up her last strenuous shout with surprise.

“Huh?” There was still chaos in the white fog brain, and the laws of chaos in the space fissures had a considerable effect on her, but she still barely recognized that the owner of the voice was at least someone she knew.

She just doesn't have time to think about it right now.

Because the whole world is vibrating at this moment.

The pressure of the Dusk will came to the world together, and with that furious will, the tablets on the streets of countless streets became powdered instantly.

Even Magdalene somehow felt the chestnuts of the outside world, and she wanted to say something else, but at this moment she couldn't help but shut her mouth.

Besides, she felt like she was about to fall to the ground.

But at this point, the fog opens its mouth:

“Hold on to me, don't think too much when you cross a space fissure--”

“What?”

“Don't think too much, and thank Brando for giving you a really good thing. ”

At that moment, the noble estate in which Antobulo's mission was located was turned into powder...

It's just that few people have the time to care about the fate of outsiders at this moment. At St. Cantipe's Palace, clusters are pouring into the Rose Garden, and the Knights of Fire guard the tunnel entrance to fight to death, but the line of defense is still failing.

Sacred beings appear in the clusters.

The entire Kurdish millennium emperor seemed to be experiencing a terrible earthquake, with massive ceilings falling from the top of people's heads, the ground starting to collapse, mud sand underneath, and some tunnel entrances inevitably exposed, as opposed to clusters of armies flocking around.

Little Neville went crazy looking for his own daughter, but after the last time she met the royal housekeeper, the little princess of the Pokémon discovered that she could never find him again.

The transmission array is undergoing its final activation ——

Charles and the rest of the witches stood up, and only when Knudel and Walla still presided over the spells on the periphery of the Brigade and entered the Holy Land, the latter had been able to carry them over long distances without recourse to the Brigade, so they stayed for the final task.

As for Her Royal Highness, the former Princess of Eruin, Knudel has been waiting for Brando to return.

Metissa wanted to be with her, but was persuaded by the latter.

Several people are staring at the east of Rusta right now.

There, a huge black sphere is hovering over half the Emperor, like a black hole that spins all the rubble and gravel around it all the time, absorbing architectural debris the size of the Emperor.

This black hole emerges at about the same time that the will of dusk descends into the world, and it is suspended about thousands of meters from the ground, as if it were a giant black sun, clearly visible within a few dozen miles of each other.

“What's that?” Metisa frowned and stared at the thing and asked.

Knudel shook her head.

“Anyway, it's not going to be a good thing, and the space nearby is becoming unstable under the influence of that thing, and we have to transmit it ahead of time. ”

“Where's Mr. Neville? ”

“I can't wait for his safety, Vala. The Holy See will find a way to guarantee that you must go first. If the Falun Front cannot hold, we will not be able to take all of you. ”

Metisa and Charles looked at each other and had worries on their faces.

But it was at this time that both of them changed their faces at the same time and whispered:

“Lord Lord, Lord Lord is back in Warnde! ”

……