The Amber Sword

Brahmandu's black roses are retreating north, which is the second time Brando has heard similar news in a seasonal moon, but the news seems to have worsened, the failure of the dead in Rosalind seems to have led to their collapse on the whole front, and the battle Ms. White Mist witnessed a week ago south of Sopalachi is not too far from Sopalachi by time.

It is not necessarily even true that the Cluster Army may have been stationed in an area near Sopalache, and of course they may have gone in the direction of Rubik, because Ms. White Mist said that she was in the opposite direction from the Fallen Army, and that if the Fallen Army had retreated along the southern part of the Sea of the Dead Moon, the Cluster Army might have chased into that direction.

“What legend?” He asked.

“In the age of the Minors, there were ancient legends about the lost marching around Warnde, guarding the world. ”

“What, how is that possible? ”

“This legend is ancient, and it's normal that you haven't heard of it. It's been circulating on the earth for quite some time in the Minors' time, Brando. Think about it. How did the unsung march around Warnde? ”

Looking back at the route of the nominee, Brando found that the place of order had been separated from the Black Forest, whether it was Eruin or Cruz, or somewhere else. Although this is not the case in some places, most of them are territories later opened up by humankind, such as in the southern part of Eruin.

“It's very special. Are you trying to say that the lost are from a war between the dead and the clusters, Ms. White Fog? ”

“War between the dead and the clusters?” Lady White Mist jumped onto the exhaust pipe of the stove and looked down at him. “Brando, do you know why I'm suddenly talking to you about something that has nothing to do with this? Because I want you to go through this fog and see for yourself on the battlefield of this war. ”

Brando was stunned, and he didn't think Lady White Mist would suddenly talk about it. Shouldn't they be discussing how to avoid the fog safely?

“I don't quite understand...” he frowned, looking at each other and asking.

“You'll see, aren't you wondering why Silver Queen is so hysterical, haven't you been looking for the truth about what happened to your grandfather 60 years ago... maybe when you see a scene like that, you'll understand. ”

She gracefully took two steps on the exhaust pipe, her tail rolled up, and said in a unique tone: "… I've been wondering why we've come here since we got here, and we went from Rusta into the boundaries of the elements, and even if there were any more deviations in the flow of magic, it wouldn't send us out of the world of order -- tens of thousands of miles away from Warnde. ”

“... until I saw the war, I had an idea in my heart, maybe in the underworld, that there was a will that was telling me something, maybe Miss Tata and the dragon queen, maybe the wizard queen, maybe you were a greater will, but it didn't matter, Brando —— an idea that became incredibly clear the moment I saw you. ”

“Do you know what that is? ”

Brando looked at her silently.

Speaking of which, Ms. White Fog looked back at Brando and the prismatic pupils in her eyes were raised. “I came to this age with a mission, and I know what happened in that era - but very few people are now familiar with that history. The foremen have left many words for the future, and I think it is time to tell you some truth. ”

Brando lowered his head like he was thinking.

“Are you serious, Ms. White Mist?” When he looked up again, he asked, “Let's go through that mist? ”

“Brando, have I ever lied to you? ”

“I see, I trust you, Ms. White Mist, but the others, they have nothing to do with this. ”

The fog jumped off the exhaust pipe and gently landed on the ground, looking up at him and saying, “Do you really think someone had anything to do with it? ”

Brando shut his mouth.

“Show them all, Brando,” White Mist said, "You're not the Messiah, Odin. He's not, he's just telling me he understands too late, everyone has to learn to save themselves, but until then they have to understand what kind of danger they're in. ”

Brando didn't expect to ask for such a result, but there seemed to be no better way. He knew that there was no way White Mist could lie to himself. The other side came from the spirit of an ancient witch before an era. No one here knew more about the mysterious knowledge than she did, and at the moment he might have to trust the other side's words - unless he stubbornly found his own way, but Brando was never like that, and he thought about it, decided to follow this path.

Ms. White Mist seemed to want to show everyone something, and he concealed a few possibilities, but everything had to wait until he really saw it to reveal the answer, and subconsciously, he was unwilling to believe it.

Because if it's all true, it's desperate.

Brando came back to the team with this idea, and Installon and Tagus had been waiting here for quite some time, but the most important thing the dead never needed was time, and they had almost eternal time to wait, and there would be no human troubles.

People on the haunted side seem a little agitated, not only from anxious waiting, but also from panic about the unknown fate, which is particularly evident in the upper echelons, and Archie and the two haunted car elders seem comfortable because they understand their situation better and are influenced by them, and those servants also behave more or less better than the sailors.

By the time Brando got back on the team, Installon had known Metisa, the Silver Elf Little Princess, for a short time. He had a surprisingly good attitude and even asked about some of Metisa's past experiences, but not because the Little Princess was a rare beauty embryo, but because at the end of the First Black Rose War, Metisa's caveman and the Tree Elf Guard had fought Madara, her rival being the rising star of the Dead Moon Empire.

Humanity's transient beauty seems so fragile in eternal sight that even elves are only slowly decaying dead bones, but good commanders know to respect equally good opponents, because only the latter can demonstrate the value of their existence.

By contrast, the same beauty as Princess Magdalene is much more blunt in the eyes of Instarone, even if it is simply a name or a code name, and does not attract his attention.

But when Brando showed up, the guy's face immediately collapsed and he hid very well, apparently leaving a considerable psychological shadow on the pride of heaven from the experience in Port Gussel.

Brando reunited everyone, but he demobilized the pirates under White Mist, who did nothing wrong on a weekday basis. He really didn't want to take them on the road and execute each other immediately, all because he had helped White Mist a lot these days.

But the pirates did not see Brando's dismissal as an act of abandonment, but rather as an amnesty, apparently they had not lived well under Ms. White Mist over the years.

White fog walks out of the cave with cats, looking far away at these scattered and fleeing guys, and their eyes are full of pity: these people don't understand, sometimes it's not a good thing to be free, but they become the unknown, and perhaps barely a process of atonement for their past sins.

In that respect, it is certainly not a bad thing.

She came to Brando and stood behind Brando, the prime minister bent down and lifted her from the ground, exclaiming: "How elegant. ”

The fog whispered softly: "Huh, don't deliberately please me. ”

“I have to find a leaning hill, or Miss Metissa will always try to kill me. ”

“She won't kill you. Don't think of everyone like you. ”

“She took an oath of death. ”

“You asked for it. ”

“Does Ms. White Fog not need a dedicated servant? ”

White fog sighed: “Do you comb your hair? ”

“A little bit. I have a cat in my house. ”

“Don't compare me to them--”

“Thanks.”

“Don't give Brando too much trouble. ”

“How could I, I'm already his woman. ”

“That's one of the troubles. ”

The lady's voice did not respond well.

The march in the dark lasted for two days.

It was already the early morning of the third day that the underground cave swarm had left the pirate lair. The size of this underground cave swarm was quite unexpected. He even suspected that certain areas deep in the cave might be connected to the Bumblebee Hive. The size of the underground world of Jorgendigan was no less than that of Warnde itself, and it was normal for it to continue all the way to both sides of the Strait.

Unfortunately, no one could answer that question, and he was unlikely to test it.

The exit of the underground melting cave of the pirate lair is located in a valley. In fact, the pirates rarely use this exit, and the distance is also a reason. The road has not been used for many years. The road is actually occupied by a huge spider lair. Although these things do not cause any trouble for Brando, they frighten the women in the team enough.

With the exception of Hippamilla, even Metisa's face was a little ugly when she left the dark underground, and Delphine, an ordinary man, was more pale, as if she had been seriously ill. Her wounds, which had fallen on the border of the elements after she had turned into a fate card, were all better. Now it looks as if time has reversed.

……