The Amber Sword

However, with the end of the pioneering era, fewer and fewer people crossed the Shana Forest to the Great Glacier, and in the first two centuries of the first century, there were sporadic adventurers who would get lucky, but as more and more people disappeared, the Great Glacier, along with Shinan Hill, gradually became synonymous with the dead.

In Duke Schofmann's memory, the adventurer was last seen at Fort Far Eagle, before and after the frog sounded, and then no one came here, and Fort Far Eagle gradually became an unspoilt, desolate border area.

So he was inevitably curious as to what the elves were doing east, whether it was related to the legendary treasure buried in the Great Glacier.

With such curiosity, he ordered people to watch the forest entrance day and night to see when the elves would return.

But nobody thought that the Pokémon had been gone for three months, and after that there was little news, the Ten Cities area spent a brief summer and began to enter the late autumn season of everything Shawther. Before it snowed, animals and humans alike had to stockpile food, and the inhabitants of Far Eagle Castle had to prepare for the annual festival, and the customs began to get busy, and he naturally forgot about it.

After all, whatever treasure the elves had brought back from the Great Glacier was virtually irrelevant to the inhabitants of Fort Far Eagle, and although Lord Schofman was the owner of the place, he had no choice but to take the elves - especially in the absence of a clear attitude on the part of the diocese.

So, on the night before the Winter Festival, the hunter he sent to the Shana Forest suddenly appeared outside the gates of Fort Far Eagle, yelling and claiming:

He saw a ghost army.

Naturally, no one believed this bullshit at first, but the hunter refused to go any closer to the forest. He swore to Dandan, and looked like he was on the verge of a mental breakdown, yelling at everyone, yelling at ghosts, pale armies and other things.

Far Eagle Castle was small and not many residents. This happened. Naturally, it quickly reached his Duke's ear. Unlike the attitude of ordinary people, he first remembered the ancient legend of his family after hearing about this unfortunate young man.

The spirits in the forest ——

Legend has it that the ancestors of Fort Far Eagle were given the gift of their ancestors in the forest to stand on this land and build this territory, thus becoming the ancestral nobility of the Ten Cities region for generations.

But about that legend, there was not much scribbling in the family, and he heard his grandfather talk about it once before he knew it was happening.

Though the legend sounded a bit like a fairy tale, the legend said that the ancestors who built Fort Far Eagle had once lost their way in the forest, that he had hallucinations in the midst of hunger, and that he had seen the spirits in the forest, who had led him into the oak groves filled with moments of hospitality, and had given him a spark and a tablet of stone.

Later, the ancestors returned to Fort Far Eagle and, thanks to this spark, established this territory today.

The spark remains in the cathedral in Fort Far Eagle, illuminating this barbaric land for thousands of years, and the tablet is said to have remained in the depths of the forest forever during a winter hunt because of the accidental death of the owner of Fort Far Eagle at the time.

It was also from that era that the Shana Forest in winter became a forbidden area for Fort Far Eagle.

The descendants of Fort Far Eagle had always believed that the tablet was a lucky charm for Fort Far Eagle, because since its loss, the family had begun to decline, and the Cavaliers and Adventurers of Pioneering had since ceased to appear on the land, thus placing Fort Far Eagle, once prosperous, in a predicament.

The Duke of Schofmann himself is a devout follower of the Holy See, and has always had a respectful and distant attitude towards the spirits of his ancestors in the forest and these mysterious legends, but in his heart, he also believes that the missing tablet has some special connection to the flourishing and faltering of Fort Far Eagle.

However, he disagreed with his grandfather's parents, who believed that the tablet was a sacred object bestowed on the family by the wise man Finn because the family accidentally lost the sacred object and was punished accordingly.

Like his family predecessors, he always had the idea of retrieving that tablet.

And what that young hunter described the night he saw was undoubtedly an opportunity to ignite the long-sought wishes of the old Duke.

In that description of the young hunter, he saw an army marching forward in the mist, like the legend described by generations in the family.

The spirits in the forest have appeared again.

So is that tablet going back to Fort Far Eagle again?

Such an idea would inevitably arise in the heart of the Duke of Schofmann, who, although almost everyone advised them to enter the Shana Forest in winter, could never wait until the ice melted in spring.

He thought it might be a test given to him by Saint Finn Zan, and if he didn't have the courage to take it, the Fort Far Eagle family could forever cross the lost arm with that piece of stone.

With such determination, he arrived in the forest with the knights and several skilled hunters near Fort Far Eagle, but after entering this mysterious forest, the Duke of Schofman inevitably began to feel uneasy.

After all, there are too many legends about it, the oak forest, and there are not only good legends about it, there are many people who disappeared in the forest to find it, and people often hear that those people are sealed on oak trees and become a face on them.

Though the Duke of Schofmann has always disregarded the rumours of these rural farmers, those strange legends can't stop coming out of everyone's mind until they really get deep into this quiet, somewhat strange forest.

For some time after Piris entered the forest, there was no sound in the woods, and the voices of the two hounds were swallowed up by the forest sea. The silence made everyone feel cold and vertical, as if something was watching them behind them at all times.

The Duke of Schofman removed his mink gloves and was a little intolerable in a lonely environment, preparing to order the knights to do something, but it was at this time that he suddenly heard a whistle.

This sudden sound scared him to almost fall off the horse's back, but it was at this time that he heard a cheer from his knights.

He hurriedly raised his head and saw Piris come out of the woods.

“What took you so long?” The Duke of Schofman asked with great dissatisfaction.

“We had a little trouble," replied Piris. "There's a man in the woods. He's not well. I spent a little time helping him, otherwise I don't know if he'll survive. ”

“Alone? ”

“Yes, he doesn't seem to be from here. He claimed to see you before he went into a coma, my lord. ”

“He wants to see me. Does he know me?” The Duke of Schofman was slightly stunned.

“No, he said he wanted to see the chief officer here, but we don't have any officers here, and I think he should be you," replied Pearis, saying he put something out of his arms as he said: "He also gave me this thing, I don't know what it is. ”

Duke Schofman's eyes slightly shrunk.

He saw an old hunter holding a clear brown tablet.

……

Nitrous smoke over the Strait of Finhotos finally dissipated after the last line of sunshine fell to the horizon.

Overshadowed by the will to destroy the Holy Sword, the disobedient spirits did not resist for too long, and the lower-ranking spirits betrayed the will of the Black Rose of Bromandow first, abandoning their original masters - and when the most resolute black knights were completely swallowed by the wolves, there was no more suspension on the battlefield.

About half an hour later, Brando saw Madara again.

The other party is clearly not in a very good position.

As he crossed the wolves, he saw that Her Majesty was trapped in the centre of the wolves, with several lords of the dead who had been named in history.

Among these Lords of the Dead are the famous Black Plague Lord Falsat and Gordo the White King, both of whom have dealt with the Eruins in history, with whom Falsat Brando fought head-on, and Gordo the White King, who remained active on the battlefield until the second century, directly opposite the Allied Coalition forces when he met in Arkash.

Brando knew that they were both loyal followers of the mercury wand, one converted by a high-ranking corpse witch and the other, wrapped in black armor, appeared to be of the same race as Kabbas.

They stood right and left at this moment next to Her Majesty the Queen, each carrying a weapon, and clearly did not renounce their intention to resist.

Of these two, Black Plague Lords had committed a tragic massacre in Winomar, and it and its spiritual wizards had directly transformed the entire Eruin population of Winomar into a dead spirit, and Brando had experienced that tragedy and naturally had no intention of letting this guy go.

At this moment, however, he did not even look at the abominable man and looked directly at Her Majesty the Queen.

The woman still retained her cool and arrogant divinity, and she looked at him equally coldly, as if she had no consciousness of the loser and her eyes were arrogant and firm.

Brando was silent for a while before he said softly, "Your Majesty, I think we need to talk. ”

“What do you want to talk about, human? ”

“About Eruin and Madara. ”

The woman's black eyes flashed a heavy light: "What are you going to do with Madara when the sword is in your hands? ”

……

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