The Amber Sword

Naquel looked at her and nodded, as if the words never stopped dying, and he took out a metal magic box of several inches from his arms: “This time when I left the temple, the elders deliberately asked me to bring it out. This is the true form of the Eye of All Knowing. In fact, after the passage of its time, the power of God, which continues in the Eye of All Knowing, passed away, leaving the Eye of All Knowing in our world, is nothing more than an ordinary artifact. ”

The knights subconsciously scattered, looking at this little box in Naquel's hand, where Adenie, though not so exaggerated, stared at it with a pair of emerald green eyes.

“I... I'm not dreaming, am I? This is the Eye of Knowledge.” She changed her face and some seriously grabbed Naquel's hand and pressed it back: “God, how dare you just take this thing out, your head is carved of elm, do you know this is a sacred object of our entire desert? ”

So Quill also seemed to realize this, so he didn't take his hand out again, but he said to others, “The Eye of Knowledge is not as sacred as you might think, Adenie, you should know that the last era brought with it the guns of the age of mortals. It's actually the same thing, and to this day, the holy gun is actually just a simple artifact. ”

“Even the heavenly dome...” Adenie, as if the world view had been a little subverted, returned to God for a while there: “You mean... that guy, I mean, the one with the Holy Sword of the Sun, maybe the Emerald Heart is with him too? ”

“It's just a possibility.” Naquel didn't seem too excited. In fact, when he officially became a tomb keeper, when the elder told him this secret, he also behaved so faintly: “But even if the Emerald Heart is not on him, but the Almighty Pull God made his sword appear before us, why not be a guide, do not ignore this because it is held in the hands of a foreigner. ”

Adenie looked serious and she had at least one identity as the leader of the Knights of the Wings of the Pull, the most devout believer in the Sun God: "You're right, Naquel. ”

Other knights nodded, saying that there was a new understanding of the tomb keeper who had joined them temporarily.

Naquel looked at the deputy leader of the wings and said to her, "There's one more thing I have to tell you, Captain. ”

“There are many reasons why a team can choose leaders, but Mr. Taha and the elders have chosen you for this position, certainly not because you have formed this expedition because, as far as I know, a lot of wealthy people have donated money in Savannah, but now you are the leader of our team, not them...”

Hearing him say that, Adenie couldn't help but look back at him.

And Quill didn't care about her, and went on to say, "Mr. Taha trusts your abilities, just like we trust our captain. If it wasn't for you, we wouldn't be here, so please don't be arrogant. ”

“... this... that,” Adenie's face is rarely red: “… should I say thank you, Mr. Elf? ”

The knights suddenly burst into tears.

Soon, however, they had to admit that Naquel was right, and in any case, whatever the man with the Holy Sword of the Sun was, they could not remain indifferent.

Instead of questioning it here, it's always a necessity to find out where the other person has gone, because ultimately it's always about getting in touch.

Thanks to a reminder from Mr. Pokémon, the knights soon heard from the neighborhood that Brando and Phoenix had gone to the West End after leaving the Storm Shadow Hotel.

Of course, it must also be appreciated that Brando and Phoenix Fire left this place completely untouched.

Because it is neither necessary nor meaningful at all.

And while the knights were searching for Brando and the Phoenix Fire along the way to the West End, Delphine was also searching for something in Rosalind Castle.

That thing is called the Emerald Mystery.

Fact Chancellor Kim is not sure if this is what she imagines it is, but she believes in her judgment, and Delphine seldom suspects that she will make a mistake, just as she once resolutely sought revenge from Brando.

And the key is not to make mistakes, but to see what you really mean. She understands that there are many people in the world who can 'make no mistakes' or 'make fewer mistakes', but few who can follow their will.

At least neither her grandfather nor her father could do it, which is why the Nederweyn family would be honored before Her Majesty's repression ceased.

Delphine was born in an idealized age, when the Cruz Empire was just finishing the last years of its glorious decline, and her growth history was one of the trajectories on which the Empire fell from its brightest moments.

So she never believed in idealized things.

Sleeping too much in the glory of the past makes one lose sight of what is before one's eyes - what one needs most of all, so that the empires of the great ones will react so slowly, even knowing that there is an abyss ahead of them, will take firm steps into it.

With this in mind, the Prime Minister kept his mouth shut and opened a book on the shelf locally. She would not be magical magic, nor would she be a natural thief with easy hands and feet, so the only thing she could rely on was her own mind.

She had two silk threads ready to move the books from top to bottom through the pages, cautiously trying not to move the thick dust on the bookshelf, and whenever she had finished one of the steps, she took a dead mouse from the bag that had already been prepared and covered its footprints, disguised as if there had been these ultra-small rodents passing by.

She made a mask of herself from a veil in the room between her nostrils, first to breathe the light dust, and second to prevent choking into the smoke. But even so, the dust quickly choked into her respiratory tract, and Delphine held onto the cough * * and finished examining the last two books in this row on the shelf.

At this point, whenever a maid or servant passes outside Lord Rosalind's room, she carefully puts down the work at hand and returns to a dark corner - she specializes in repositioning the candles in the room to make this direction the dead end of the light, although the servant is prohibited from entering the study without permission, but she has not relaxed her guard at all.

Delphine allowed herself to cough gently each time after the servant's footsteps passed gently outside the door.

She understands what she's doing.

Just like understanding the consequences of doing so once discovered.

But from the moment she woke up in this bed, when she heard that voice telling her the secret kept in this castle, she knew she would never regret it.

She closed her eyes, as if she could still see herself hit by a Tianqing gun and then caught in that vortex, and then the long experience was as if it had only happened for a moment.

Delphine bites her teeth and silently recalls what she saw in the dark.

There's something there she cares about the most.

It's also her most embarrassing thing.

Her family, but also her everything.

“If it's going to destroy, let me destroy it before the Nederweynes," she said to herself with some dullness: "I don't care what my grandfather and father care about, and if I'm going to make it, I can sacrifice everything. ”

Delphine took a moment off - traveling in a space fissure caused her more harm than the weakness she had shown in her appearance in this castle, and even far from recovering.

She did so only to reassure Lord Rosalind, who was full of brain fat, that she would at least be allowed to leave her room, go to the courtyard or move in the castle.

If not, how could she possibly find an opportunity?

These activities, however, inevitably made her feel the burden of her body was increasing day by day, and her earlier departure from the courtyard to those people was not really just a camera, but a real impatience.

At this moment, her forehead was filled with fine, dense sweat beads, and a faint shadow appeared around her field of view, as if the light in the whole house was much darker, and her temple suddenly jumped, making her feel like her brain was boiling.

She bit her teeth and said to herself, "I hope the guy gets a little angry. ”

Thinking of Brando, a kind of hatred and unwillingness from the bottom of her heart seized her heart and miraculously restored Delphine to her body and stabilized her.

She looked up at the bookshelf and realized that she had searched the bottom three rows of the bookshelf within the previous half hour and needed to use a ladder upwards, which was an almost impossible task for her.

Prime Minister Jinjin bit her lower lip, and she understood that she had to find a way, otherwise today's work would have to end.

But there was a hunch in her heart that it might be her only chance, and she had to seize it.

She hesitated for a moment and continued to rock forward.

Coming to the shelf, Delphine closes her eyes and starts remembering. She knew that it was here, not because of paranoid speculation or suspicion, but because of the information she had received from the word-only message between Lord Rosalind and his captain of the Guard.

Perhaps those two may not have even realized that their conversation had slipped through, but that was enough for Delphine.

When she opened her eyes again, her eyes fell on the top row of the bookshelf, counting to the fourth book.

She knows what she wants isn't there.

But there must be something else there.

……