The Amber Sword

“I promise.” Delphine replied, “I'm not miscalculating. ”

“I believe you, but do you understand the price of deceiving me and my lord?” Metissa replied.

Delphine glanced at the cold gun in the hands of the elf princess and raised her head to stare at her mercury-like eyes: "The threat means nothing to me, Miss Metissa, Lord needs my full heart and soul loyalty. ”

She deliberately speaks heavily of her body and mind.

Metissa's face was slightly red, and she turned around and glanced white at Brando.

Brandoton felt a little strange at times.

Instaron and Tagus only assumed not to have heard. Although they knew what Brando's plan was to go deep into Madarane's belly, they were both cautious and intelligent people who naturally understood how to defend themselves.

As for Rookie and the other two ghost car elders, Brando and Metisa, they spoke naturally in Cruz, and they couldn't understand it.

Once the plan is in place, the next step is to put it into action. Neither Stallon nor Tagus have any opinions about it. After all, they are nominally prisoners. In fact, the team itself is mostly determined by Brando's words. As Brando's students, Phoenix Fire is even less likely to object. As for the ghost caravans and the prisoners, the two elders and Housch do not have any say in this team.

Most of the time, however, I would like to add Ms. Metissa and Ms. White Mist's comments, but Ms. White Mist usually has no opinions, so what Metissa agrees with is mostly the end result.

However, the little princess of the Pokémon did not recklessly send the team on the road immediately, adhering to the natural finesse and rigour of the work of the Pokémon clan. She scheduled her departure after noon, which was the best time for sunshine on both sides of the Channel and the faintest fog.

And Brando knew that the power of the war slab had reached its peak during that period, and that the forces of order that permeated both sides of the Strait were the strongest.

Perhaps because of Miss Methisa's meticulousness or luck, they did not run into any trouble on their way, and arrived in Tomro on the evening of the first day —— that is, where Nassin and Phoenix had stayed.

If that broken wall is really Tommy's.

The most prosperous town ever on the black road between Rosalind and Sopalache, is now full of sores, and a war seems to have swept here some time ago, leaving nothing but ruins, strange clusters of bodies on the battlefield, and human bodies.

The cluster erected a forest of crystal spears in the ruins of the town centre, stabbed with dense, numb human bodies, like a bloody horrible slaughterhouse, disgusting.

The first time Princess Magdalene turned her head and threw up, but the rest of the ladies, including Hippamilla and Phoenix Fire, seemed very calm. Brando was surprised by the performance of his students, who could feel the anger inside the little girl, but not fear and fear.

“Interracial.” Extract two words from her teeth.

That evening, Metisa arranged an entire team to camp near Tomro, which was psychologically unacceptable, but everyone understood that it was the best option - if the clusters were not interested in occupying the town, then staying in the town they swept up would probably be the safest option.

By the end of the day, however, when counting the numbers, Brando and Metisa had found a few missing sailors from the haunted cars, who had slipped away quietly or disappeared for some other reason, and Brando had no idea but to ask Delphine to find a way to keep them under closer surveillance.

Prime Minister Qianjin was quite talented in that regard, and she soon handed the job over to Madara's bone skeletons and the sailors of the haunted cars herself, putting everything in order before it was completely dark.

Her approach is also simple: even sitting and supervising each other, coupled with a few small means, the classic approach is often simple and practical, as they are often time-tested.

The light of the starlit bonfire soon lit up in the dark wilderness.

The fog can't even see the stars and moon in the sky. The fog is pouring in the darkness, revealing its shape near the edge of the bonfire light, making it even more shady and scary.

After a simple dinner, Brando called Phoenix Fire and decided to teach him something for the first time. He didn't know how long Phoenix Fire would be able to study with him. After all, the latter would definitely return to Kowloon. He could only find the most suitable path for him for a limited period of time.

The campfire brightened the dark painted eyes of the phoenix fire. She came to Brando with her sword in her sleek exercise clothes and respectfully performed a discipleship ceremony of nine phoenixes.

“Teacher, Miss Methisa. ”

Metissa stood behind Brando and looked at the little girl, and she loved the Lord's new students, perhaps because she saw her shadow on the other side.

Brando also measures his students, who, apart from Little Finnish, share some common qualities of excellence, seriousness and respect for teachers in the world. This is a good time. Everyone understands the importance of knowledge and heritage, so they value every hard-won opportunity, even those with Golden Leaf identities like Haruze and Phoenix Fire, and in fact they value teachers like Brando more.

Getting favored by a sword saint is definitely not an easy thing, even for the royal family.

Unlike Haruzer, however, Haruzer, who is a boy, does not have the strength of a phoenix, so he is simply not fit to be a swordsman, and a magician is his best choice.

And Phoenix Fire, Brando, at first glance, assumed that this little girl would be his heir, and he even had a hunch that one day the fighting style created by the players he inherited would continue on this little girl.

It was the wind of the top fighters, Brando knew he was never the best fighter, and perhaps one day Phoenix Fire would be further down the road than he was.

But that was a long time later, and now, even geniuses have to walk step by step.

“Phoenix, have you ever used a weapon other than a sword? ”

“No, sir. ”

“I'll let Medissa try your limits first, okay? ”

“Okay, teacher. ”

The battle between Phoenix Fire and Metisa ended quickly.

The Princess of the Pokémon progressed somewhat faster than Brando had expected after the Battle of Rusta, and despite her apparent caution, Brando saw that her strength had steadily reached the peak of the Law.

However, Metisa did not use the power of the law to suppress phoenix fire. She was well aware of the thoughts in her lord's heart, and simply using the simplest fighting technique forced phoenix fire to abandon its sword.

This is purely a gap in combat experience.

With hundreds of years of battle experience in the Battle of the Saints, and as Commander of the Pokémon Guard, Metissa's level of battle is virtually no more than Brando's, and none of Brando's men, including Brank, can outnumber them in battle alone.

The Phoenix Fire looked at herself with a glimpse of the sword that flew out onto the ground. Although she had already understood the difference between herself and Brando, she had no idea that the elf girl next to her teacher was so powerful.

From the outside, Metisa doesn't seem to be much older than she is.

She lost some of her mind, not to be discouraged, but fell from the heights of the clouds from genius self-awareness during the week, shaking her confidence in any event.

Brando frowned.

He saw that the phoenix fire was a little faint, otherwise even if Metissa could beat her, it would not be so easy. When he was a teacher, he always had something to say: “What, you're not paying enough attention? ”

The phoenix flame immediately revealed its regret: “I'm sorry, teacher, I... ”

Brando waved and answered with some seriousness: "I didn't blame you when everyone was in bad shape, but you have to adjust your mind, okay? ”

“You don't have to be too discouraged, Metissa. She only looks older than you, but she's an elf, and she's in a special situation. At your age, she's been through hundreds of fights. ”

“I understand, teacher. ”

Phoenix Fire responded respectfully.

Brando turned around and looked back at Metissa, who had put Metissa and Phoenix against each other, apparently not to undermine the self-confidence of his students. He's not that shallow yet, and he knows exactly how good he is, and he will never develop a self-expanding psychology because of his talents.

Metisa touched the eyes of her lord and hesitated, answering: "Phoenix Fire is not very suitable for using a sword, it is not she who restricts it, but the sword that binds her. ”

“The sword bound me?” The phoenix flashed slightly, looking up at Metisa and her teacher, and the rare stupidity looked a little cute.

“To be precise, what you were learning restricted you. I heard the Lord say that the sword of the Fire Lotus is the first class swordsmanship of Jiufeng, but it is because this sword is too good that your imagination and talent were confined. ”

“The more powerful a swordsmanship is, the more people who learn from it. I know that some Silver Pokémon secretly pass on swordsmanship, and people who learn it tend to be inferior to the next generation. Those stunning generations are often also dragged by inheritance, unable to open their own paths, which is exactly the case.” Metisa replied seriously.

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