The Amber Sword

Though the gods have long left the world for thousands of years, there is no doubt that the dignity and will that belong to them still remain in the world, and now their last power to remain in the world has fallen. There is only one possibility that the gods have completely abandoned Warnd.

The faithful of the dead moon were restless in the lobby, and what was happening in front of them was enough to completely subvert their beliefs, but the supreme man with the mercury wand did not speak, and the bloody reality reminded them that the best option at the moment was not to choose, and that the dozen bodies that had become cold reminded them of this.

Soon after, a few witches came out of the darkness behind them, and they came to the bodies and placed their hands on the heads of those bodies, and the bodies stood shaking like puppets, following them out of the lobby.

When Brando saw this scene, he understood, of course, that it was a magic of the transformation of the dead, that the faithful who could stay in this hall were mostly the children of the dark nobles in the holy city, and that Her Majesty the Queen of Madara dared to kill them, but had to give a statement to the family behind them, which was actually the political wonder of Madara, who, as the dark nobility of mankind, especially the saints, had a natural immunity, regardless of the purpose for which they were executed, had a chance to be transformed into dead spirits and reserved the Empire - except for the blasphemers.

However, this is not a good option for these dark nobles of humankind, because most of them join the temple from a young age and learn how to serve God. Most of them are almost isolated from their families. Even if they return to their families as dead spirits, there will be little opportunity for them to make a difference in their lives, and they may be driven out to lead the army into battle with the elves and humans, in fact, much like when the ashes are fired to death.

“Her Majesty…” Brando said.

Madara's queen turned back and shook her head at him. The temple also had some aftershocks, with seventeen white bone struts squeaking, but it was no longer apparent that, of the aftershocks, only Her Majesty the Queen and the Lord of the Priests beside her could not change colour.

Delphine leaned pale against Brando. She was obviously unannounced. The previous scene frightened her. A piece of stone rubbed over her left shoulder and flew over. If she leaned a little further, the Prime Minister's gold would have to disappear.

Though she is already a summons of the brigade magician at this moment, and there is a way to resurrect her even if she dies, it is clear that she is not sufficiently familiar with this identity for this young lady.

“What the hell is going on?” Brando noticed Delphine coming to him and asked in a low voice immediately. But the latter shook her head, and she plucked the damp hair on her forehead with her hands, shivering: “I don't know, because the negotiations have come to an end before Her Majesty will receive you. Now, I think that she has deliberately pressed the end of the negotiations to this day. She and that Philip priest should have planned this long ago...”

Nearly both of them were whispering, and Brando closed the space with his own laws, without thinking about what Her Majesty and Philip perceived just a few steps away. “Why?” he asked.

“I don't know…” Delphine shook her head with a bite on her lower lip: "It's too sudden, but don't worry, I don't think Her Majesty is targeting us. ”

Brando actually thought the same thing, and he felt that the woman in front of him might not have to take such a long time to deal with herself, and he looked up and saw that Her Majesty the Queen had picked up the mercury wand —— but she didn't finally say it, and it was Philip next to her, only that the priest, who had always shown himself as Mune, stepped forward, came to Her Majesty, raised her head, and said seriously:

“Quiet, return to your seats and continue to praise the Scriptures. You must remain faithful. Whatever you see or hear, you cannot question the faith in your hearts. Your Lord, your God, is calling you! Go back to your seats and salute eternal death and peace! ”

His tone was not high, but there seemed to be some magic in the speech, and the faithful were face-to-face, but the blood on the ground was enough to remind them how to do it. Soon, the voice of low repression reading prayer echoed again in the lobby.

Philip turned around and glanced at the remaining statue in gloom.

Brando, this is the opportunity to ask again: "Your Majesty, you have to give me an explanation. ”

“I will," the queen glanced at him, coldly answering, "but not now, I don't have that much time to explain everything to you, and you have to answer my question. ”

“If that's the question before," Brando replied, "then I've already answered you. ”

Her Majesty's eyes swept cold from him.

“Hopefully you will live up to your promise, but responsibility is ultimately a responsibility, and you will understand that. Can Odin deny what he is carrying with a slightly understated twist, but neither he nor the four wise men have chosen cowardly behaviour in our familiar history. ”

“Neither will I. ”

“I hope so," she lifted her chin, and the hall of the Temple of the Dead Moon was cracked, and a bunch of silver and white moonlight descended from the vault and shined on the altar, making the face of Her Majesty a snowflake: "Philip, take them to the Sanctuary of Loneliness, Sops, Neta, and protect the Lord of the Priest. ”

“Wait, what does that mean?” Brando stunned for a moment, obviously the woman wanted to summon them, but he met them, asked him some strange questions, and then asked them to leave. He didn't care what tricks Her Majesty was going to play, but he was not the one who was left to rub his knees.

When he let Andrea stop the spiritual lords who came up, he frowned and looked at Her Majesty on stage.

“I said I'd explain everything to you, but not now," Queen Madara frowned: "Madara has fulfilled all your requirements, and I need your attitude now, and you can't even do that? ”

“What do you mean? ”

The lobby shook up again, behind the statue of Chris, that dark, sunken wall made a squeaky noise, and some bricks burst out of the wall in tremor, rarely falling off the wall.

Brando watched as if something was behind the wall, about to break out of it, cracking a few meters long mouth in a crisp crackle.

Queen Madara looked back and turned around as usual: "Are you really going to discuss this with me here? ”

“But…” Brando hesitated.

“Go, I don't have time to talk to you, you're not a child anymore, Count,” Queen Madara replied coldly, "When I gave you my mercury wand, did I ever have so much crap? ”

Brando stunned for a moment and suddenly realized it seemed to be true. Although he had always regarded Her Majesty as a great enemy, it seemed that the other side had not done anything against him, apart from giving such an order on the battlefield at the time, but the end result was unexpected.

He glanced at Her Majesty and nodded silently: "I hope your explanation satisfies me. ”

When he finished, he looked around and looked at all the scenes in this shattered hall, and there was a hunch in his mind - perhaps this scene here today is not just about the Holy City of the Dead.

But it doesn't matter. He can wait for Her Majesty's explanation.

He turned around and left the lobby with Andrea and Delphine. The Undead Lords tried to stop him, but before they could get close enough, they were pushed out by an invisible force and crashed into the crowd, causing a riot.

The expressionless Philip looked at Queen Madara, who nodded silently as if she had not heard it, and the High Priest immediately followed him.

The lobby was still trembling, and from time to time sandstones fell from the dome of the temple, and the faithful feared and envied Brando, who walked right in the middle of the lobby, and could only wish to leave them at this moment.

The Sacred Lonely Moon is at the heart of the Temple of the Dead Moon, a place like this, which is often a meditation sanctuary in a temple, and Delphine has happened to be there since these days, as she walked and gestured to Brando, saying there might be something there.

Beyond the temple was a long corridor, Brando glanced back and Philip hadn't followed him yet. He waved at the latter, indicating that she didn't have to be so careful and asked:

“What's going on? ”

“When I arrived there the other day, it seemed that the dead had built something there, my lord. ”

“What is it? ”

“I only took a look at it from afar, but I think since the Dead Spirits let me go to that place, that thing shouldn't matter if I wanted to, I just thought they were repairing the inside of the temple...”

Brando frowned, but his thoughts were similar to Delphine's, and since Her Majesty the Queen was not afraid to let Delphine see it, there shouldn't be much cat fatigue in the Temple of Loneliness.

But the matter raised his curiosity, and since Queen Madara was already there, she thought she was already ready for today's event.

The Sacred Lonely Moon is north of the Temple of the Dead Moon and does not detach from the inner temple. After passing through that long corridor, you can see the main entrance of the Temple, but as soon as Brando steps into the Sacred Lonely Moon, his mind seems to have a hidden sensation, as if he hears an amazing scream coming from the void.

He stunned and turned around, but suddenly appeared in front of Philip the Dead Face.

“Lord Priest, what happened? ”

“They're back, Mr. Count.” It was unexpected to Brando that the High Priest had reacted to his question and responded slowly.

“They?”

“Gods. ”

……