The Amber Sword

The center of the Cape Bay area, Dorbian. The harbour is built according to the mountains, and the grey city walls divide the city into three areas from the top to the bottom, because the building materials are chosen from granite and limestone, the city exhibits the overall gray black color, the square, the street, the stacked bungalows and the church all carry this monotone, like a thick black print.

The city is crowded with crowds, the black flow is slowly moving south, towards the south and southeast gates of Dobbian, part of the flow has left the city, appeared on the plains of southern Dobbian, the flow is surrounded by large and small beasts and horses, a scene of flight.

Although a negotiation was under way in the city hall, in any case, the great relocation of the Bay of Cloaks was inevitable and the nobles had yet to release news, but the lower layers of the civilian population were extremely sensitive to the atmosphere of war and had already smelled the wind and storm.

Negotiations between the two sides have been going on all night under the vault of the Municipal Hall of Dorbian, and the morning has landed in the coastal area over the shady sea, with three or four frigates suspended in isolation in the distant sky.

In the lobby, the quarrel is intensifying -

Father Dermont has agreed to almost all the demands of the Hazers, including temporary alliances, the unification of the fleet under the command of the Hazers, and even the plan of evacuation must be incorporated into the overall plan of the other party, with the only corresponding price to be paid by the Hazers to join the military alliance with Cape Bay.

You are not mistaken, it is the military alliance of Cape Bay with the Hazers, because Cape Bay does not represent the entire empire, and this is the only way for them to save themselves in the absence of contact with the Emperor.

But the focus of the dispute between the two sides revolved around the core issue of whether or not to stick to Dorbian.

“My Prophet, although hatred between the Krutz and the Hazers has lasted for centuries, we are also here today to negotiate because we are homogeneous and we are all members of the spiritual wisdom. Perhaps thousands of years later, the empire was turned into ash, and the Hazeris naturally could not escape the judgment of time, but our wisdom, our history and the culture we created would continue to be handed down to future generations after the demise of the empire. ”

Father Dermont's voice echoed beneath the vault of the city hall and seemed generous and exhilarating:

“It belongs equally to our world, whether it be the Cruz civilization or the Hazel civilization. Whether you or I wish to admit it or not, but even over the centuries, our two countries have been deeply affected by each other - your magic technology, our art and culture, our learning from each other's strengths, the boundaries of the country will gradually blur over time, and perhaps everything about the Kruze today will be a precious heritage of the Hazers tomorrow, and vice versa. ”

“Dorbian has a long history, it has been built since the year of the flower ears of the chaotic era, and it is now 700 years old, when a group of businessmen came here to build simple walls for their temporary storage of goods. Later, the city was uprooted and became the center of Cloak Bay, one of Cruz's oldest cities and cradle of the Imperial Navy, with countless legends and stories on every inch of its land, as well as the city's famous Cathedral of Dobbian, the treasure of the Cruz people and of the entire human world, the highest masterpiece of architectural art. ”

“These, today, may belong to the Krutz, but tomorrow, they belong to the entire civilized world. If we abandon them easily today, will we abandon everything we have tomorrow? I am not greedy or afraid of death, but I just want to say, My Prophet, that there are things in this world that deserve to be protected by life. ”

The Cruz cannot but be proud that all eyes in the Hall are gathered on this priest, who was once bishop of the Temple of Fire. But few people, no matter how proud their hearts are, will remain to give their lives for that.

As soon as the priest's voice had gone down, a loud discussion sounded in the hall.

Dermon frowned deeply, and he understood that his words could not be persuaded by even the nobles of the Krutz, let alone the Hazers. He could only hope that His Holiness the Prophet was a truly wise master, not those nobles who stayed and wanted to see the sight of the Hazeris.

The negotiating representatives of the Hazel mission were two men who commanded the front-line commander who attacked the fortress of Siddharth, together with his spiritual mentor, the prophet Salma.

The prophets of the Hazers, similar to the military bishops and priests of the Krutz, but with greater power, often also as spiritual mentors of military commanders, who are accountable only to His Majesty the King and the great prophets, sounds ridiculous, but the Hazers are the kingdoms sheltered by the dragon crystal of wisdom, and their prophets are often wise and knowledgeable figures, desolate in fame, whose traditions have never been spared in history, making their enemies feel impeccable and focussed.

When Dermont, as bishop of the sceptre of the sceptre, accompanied the army to the front of the empire to inspect the Legion of the Greens, he could not help but wish that the prophet of the Hazers opposite him was a faint fool, but at the moment he could hope that the prophet of Salma was a truly virtuous and highly intelligent figure.

Of the two, the Hazeri front-line commander disagreed with him and the other party, even if willing to remain on defense, did so in view of the delay in evacuation, rather than in order to truly defend the city.

According to the Hazel people, they should not give up more precious lives for a city, especially the fighter elites, who will be a valuable force for the future of the Hazel people together with the Krutz.

Instead of remaining stubborn in Dorbian, they demanded that the Krutz must also evacuate their immediate defenses, leaving only the necessary defensive forces that could delay the advance of the cluster.

Such a proposal is not only unacceptable to Dermont, but equally unacceptable to the Cruz nobles behind him.

That is not to say, however, how deeply these aristocrats feel about the city, but what they care about is the attitude of the Hazers.

As Father Dermont said, if the Hazeris despise their history and traditions, even hate the city for historical reasons - because the Krutz navy has struck the Hazeri fleet several times.

Situated, in the same circumstances, the Kurds would certainly not be willing to build monumental trees for the Hazeris.

But this attitude does not make the Krutz feel safe, because if they then have to hand over their destiny to the Hazers, they must at least first feel the sincerity of the Hazers.

The opinions of the nobles are palpable and clear, as they are closely related to their physical well-being.

But for Father Dermont, he thought much more than that: he also wanted to see the attitude of the Hazers, but that attitude was not just towards the Krutz.

Because he knew very well that the enemies they faced, in the face of such enemies, simply preserving their lives, were far from enough.

Time goes by because of such problems.

Father Dermont finished his speech and sat back and never spoke. He knew that it was not just a choice to be made by one side of the Kruz or the Hazel people, but for both sides they had to make that choice, otherwise the next great move would be nothing more than an empty sentence written on paper.

Either they belong together or they trust each other, and this moment seems somewhat difficult for two opponents with centuries of hatred.

For the other party at the negotiating table, the Hazers feel equally pressed for time.

Two months ago, exactly three months ago, since the arrival of the 'fire', the Krutz discovered that their old opponent, the Krutz, had suddenly disappeared on the western line, and several intelligence agents who had fled Rusta had brought back information describing the incident that day in the Krutz Empire.

The astrologers of the Great Prophet and the Tower of the Stars and Moons, according to the fall of the Black Moon, prophesied that the ‘great prophecy’ had come, that the Hazeris must leave their homeland with the 'spark of wisdom', as described in the prophecy, and that they must go to the South, led by a ‘truly great man', to seek hope.

But Sharma, king of iron, did not heed this prophecy and the counsel of the great prophet, but thought it was an opportunity to put an end to centuries of hatred once and for all, and it was time to give the Krutz a deadly blow - until then, it was only necessary to defeat the army of 'crystal monsters' wandering along the borders of the Empire.

Sharma assembled the most powerful army of the Hazers to the north of the Summer Mountains and fought dusk claw teeth at the foot of the mountains. The war lasted three days and three nights and ended in the death of hundreds of thousands of large armies of ash and smoke, and Sharma himself and his eldest son lost their battle.

The Hazel Empire has been preparing decades of elite power for a duel with the Krutz, and has never existed.

Nightmare returned to the country, Sharma's second son was in danger and succeeded to the throne. After unifying the seniors' opinions, the young prince decided to follow the arrangements of the Great Prophet and leave the homeland with his people in search of the hope depicted in the prophecy.

But south of the Hazers, the first thing to do is confront their old rival, the Krutz. The fortress of Sidros under the cloak bay has never fallen in centuries, and Sharma, the Iron King, has struck it more than once, but has never succeeded.

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