The Amber Sword

After a moment of hesitation, Blank sighed: "Yes, Magdalene was actually discovered by my grandfather. ”

“What?” Brando was surprised when he thought Magdalene might have been from the generation of the current head of the Antoborough family, but didn't expect her to be from the same era as the Marshal in front of her.

He heard the footsteps in his ear at the same time.

“You're right, Master Brando, I grew up with Magdalene," Blank grinned bitterly: "Few people knew the secret behind Magdalene, including me, but thought she was my sister. ”

“Until something happened...”

Blank slowly tells the story that happened almost a hundred years ago.

Around four generations ago, the Duke of Antoboro discovered Magdalene in a special experience, aware of the extraordinary character of the girl, who brought Magdalene back to the Principality and told a few people about her birth, strictly keeping secrets from them.

These included Blank's father, and the little girl was assigned to him to become his daughter.

As Blank described it, he took something out of his arms, and Brando saw that it was a piece of iron with a rust on it, the size of a slap, and it seemed to be painted on it, and the old marshal said that he was very emotionally rubbing the piece.

He carefully weighed the iron sheet before handing it over: “We confirmed that Magdalene was an ancient citizen, because of this thing, it should have been left with my son, but it was too hasty, I was afraid that leaving it would cause trouble for Magdalene, so I took it with me. ”

Brando took the iron tablet, and he swept his eyes and frowned.

To be exact, this is an unusual piece of iron, which is thin, about a few millimeters thick, a bit curved in itself, with a layer of red rust all over it.

Rusty spots, however, do not mask the paint sprayed on them, which is a layer of blue paint with a circle of white borders engraved with convex letters:

“UimsotzrubtozlamesX00432408_aiiRTU433—w.d.1044, stemb, 25th. ”

Whatever you do, flip it over and over, it doesn't seem to be anything else, but Brando understands that this thing shouldn't have existed in this world.

It's a production nameplate.

He was familiar with the text, but at least a few ancient times ago, and after seeing it much more, he had gradually learned how to read it.

Although he could not comprehend word for word, he could at least comprehend the meaning of the nameplate in general.

Experiment number X00432408, located in the 433rd sequence, in a production workshop called RTU, or in a laboratory, in short, similar sense.

And finally, time, a way he never heard of, history could last more than a thousand years.

So what's this?

He looked at the tiny piece of iron in his hand, full of doubts - the same passers-by as himself? From Earth? Or some other time?

Or the little things that the magicians bring in from parallel positions?

He looked up at Blank, and he knew that the marshal would give himself a statement.

“This is what I found with Magdalene. ”

Brando heard something fall on the floor.

He turned around and looked in that direction and the voice vanished.

Blank was looking over there worried, but he kept saying, "Actually, my grandfather found Magdalene in a huge metal container, in the Broken Sword Mountains, where he couldn't get the whole container out, but he found a baby girl, and to prove it, he tore this nameplate off the container --”

“Do you know what this is?” Brando asked.

Blank shook his head: “All we know is that this is ancient script, and my grandfather consulted a lot of information and literature about it. Since then, we have learned about the divine people, about the relationship between the Golden Nation and the ancient people. The Antobulo family has also been close to the Temple of Fire since that time, in fact, to investigate the death behind Magdalene. ”

“What about that place, where you found Magdalene? ”

“Disappeared. ”

“Disappeared? ”

“My grandfather and my father went there later, but before that, there was an earthquake in the Broken Sword Mountains, which was originally the hive area of the upper Jorgendioka, and was buried for it. ”

Brando clasped his mouth.

But his heart pounded straight.

It is a very interesting fact that almost all the ancient people believe in Gaia, Mother Earth, because they believe that they come from the same place:

‘The place was buried in the mountains, deep in the earth, beneath a heavily silver plain, in a silver country, protected by a mother, where the Goddess Gaia protected every child of her. ’

‘Till one day, the children grew up, the doors opened in front of them, and all came over the earth. ’

This is the scene described in the mythology of the ancient people, whose religious rituals repeat the scene of their coming out of the 'Great Mountains', a history passed down by witch doctors and sacrifices.

More interestingly, Ruwen Dwarves also believe in such a legend.

Think about it. How does this history resemble the history of the rune dwarf Odem?

Prior to the demise of the Empire, the entire Empire was also searching for the silver plains described in such a dream throughout its underground life; and the dwarves, equally believing in Gaia, the goddess of the earth, took Harangua as their sword.

He had to wonder, perhaps deep in the earth, that there was a fortress like Babel, perhaps more glorious than Babel many times before, not to mention Valhalla, which carried only the history of a golden ethnic group, while the Silver Plains in the Dreams of the Dwarves of Ruwen were home to all the ancient peoples.

But if Princess Magdalene is also an ancient citizen, does she come from this place too?

Coincidentally, Blank's grandfather, the ascendant head of the Antoborough family, found Magdalene in the Broken Sword Mountains.

The metal container they described, and with this nameplate, Brando had only one thing in mind.

Dishes -

The term should not have been known by Brando's own knowledge. But he knew perfectly well that the other soul in his body, from Sophie's soul, was telling him the truth.

The Magdalene metal container that holds a female infant is a dish.

It's probably the place on the nameplate called the RTU lab.

And there, perhaps, should have been part of the Silver Plains.

So here comes the problem.

What exactly is Silver Plains?

Why is there such a thing?

There were countless problems and speculations in Brando's mind, each of which made him feel so warrior, thousands of speculations and thoughts, as if they were circling in his head and eventually turned into a question.

Who are they, and by what means have they created the ancient people?

Who are the gods?

There was a void in his head, and at this moment the girl hidden in the dark finally couldn't bear it, and the moment she learned the truth, the Princess Magdalene burst out into tears and whimpered in a low voice, shrugging back, as if fleeing the place.

But she lost her foot in panic, fell to the ground, and when she climbed up, she even dropped one of her shoes.

“Stop her!” Brando reacted and couldn't think about the huge suspicion in his heart. He took a deep look at the iron tablet in his hand and turned around and shouted to the Duke of Branch.

No need for him to remind us that Blank has gone after him.

Brando followed in the past and saw the marshal crying like a teardrop in her arms, looking silent on her back.

“Count… Mr. Brando…" Princess Magdalene saw Brando come over, her eyes were red, but she hurriedly wiped away the tears on her cheeks and thanked him constantly: "Thank you…”

She clearly understood that if it had not been for Brando, the Antobulo family would not have known how long to keep her secret.

But in this case, she understands that she cannot resent the family that raised her; in fact, in her heart, even now, she has never identified herself as a member of the family.

Not to mention Blank —— now her grandfather, who had already told her that before.

“Miss Magdalene, I've actually been hiding from you, and since the Battle of Ambethel, me and Metissa, they've found you different from us.” Brando shook his head and said to her.

“You don't have to blame yourself for this, Mr. Brando, I understand you, and I understand my family," Princess Magdalene seemed to have regained some emotion, and she said somewhat downright, “Whoever it is, it's hard to choose when faced with this kind of thing, and you're protecting me. ”

What a kind girl, Brando can't bear to think that she always thinks of others first, but rarely takes into account her situation.

“It's actually nothing," he replied. "Nor is it scary, the Bukas are very different from us, but we live in harmony with them as well, and we never consider them heterogeneous. ”

Princess Magdalene was stunned and wondered why Brando suddenly talked to her about it.

Brando looked at her and went on to say, "I mean, there's nothing strange about the fact that there's more to this world than just one race of humans, and the key is that the feelings that you and the Antobulo have, they don't change because you're an elf, a dwarf, or any other race, can't be cut off. ”

When Marshal Blank heard this, he nodded and looked back at Brando with gratitude.

“But," Princess Magdalene seemed a little dark: "Do people like me really count as life, I may have just been created by someone else. ”

“Of course, whether you're not made by someone else, you have feelings, you have souls, and that's beyond question, all of us are made by Lord Martha, isn't it? ”

Brando thought, "Fortunately, there is a god in this world, and he did listen to his explanation. Princess Magdalene's face is much better."

“Thank you.” She replied softly, "Thank you, Mr. Brando. ”

“But I don't quite understand what's going on between you and Mr. Blank.” Brando asks, "You should know Mr. Brando, don't you? ”

“Alas, this is where I want you to help, Master Brando. ”

Marshal Blank whispered.

“Magdalene has been in danger, she has never been an exception...”

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(PS: Yesterday, the dragon heart in Magdalene was recorded as the heart of the storm. The hard part is that Brando and I performed a rehearsal. I don't know if Brando was stealing from my sister. I'm guilty. It's all my pot, so far it's been modified.