The Amber Sword

“She's gone...”

Delphine passed the cloth to Brando, smiling bitterly. Brando took over the cloth strip and only saw it written in the font of Juan Xiu: Thank you… four words, nothing else is superfluous.

The little girl's camp was empty for a long time, and Brando thought he had no idea when he was leaving, and it seemed that it wasn't just luck that he was able to spend so much time alone in the Tauchik Swamp.

Perhaps she should have some means of concealing her whereabouts, magical objects, a legacy left to them for nothing, or the treasures of the Sifah family. I just don't know why she misplaced herself in the hands of the sheep-head. After all, the little girl seemed very vigilant and cautious.

Brando took a look at the already extinguished bonfire, opened the tent, and there was nothing in the tent that seemed to have taken at least the food, and this discovery reassured him a little.

“She shouldn't be far away," Princess Magdalene said with some apprehension: "If we look around, maybe we can find her. Even if she has a hidden object, it can't last long, otherwise she won't fall into the hands of the sheep. ”

Brando put down the tent cover and shook his head: "We caught her, then what? If she is unwilling to accept our help, it makes no sense for us to force her. ”

“Mr. Brando, but...”

“I'm also worried about her, Princess Magdalene, but everyone has to be responsible for their choices, and I'm sure the little girl knows exactly what she's doing. Would you be willing to accept the charity of a stranger? ”

“But that's not charity, we're just trying to help her. ”

“Perhaps in her view, that's charity, because she doesn't need us to survive here," Brando glanced at the cloth and replied, “She thanked us, just for saving her. ”

“But she's still so young.” Magdall thought of that little girl named Ling walking deep and shallow in the swamp with her bare feet, and even caught her heart: “This swamp is so dangerous for adults, she always gets in trouble alone, don't you think? ”

“Don't worry," Brando put away the cloth strips and said, “she's going to Hadland, not far from here, she doesn't have to travel too long in the swamp, I have a feeling maybe we'll meet her again. ”

Princess Magdalene nodded, and although she still had some concerns, she stopped talking. She also understands the importance of this line of work and cannot waste too much time searching for someone in the swamp aimlessly.

The sky is already bright, but Housch hasn't appeared yet, Brando is a little worried, not afraid of each other's fulfillment of the promise. After all these days, he already knows that the genius of this ghost car is a bit harsh in character, but at least he must say, he is worried about what kind of trouble the other will encounter. Over Madara's civilized border near the Dead Moon Sea, this swamp of wetlands is actually another kind of black forest, and no-one can guarantee what will happen here today, when the magic of chaos is becoming more powerful.

And Brando can be sure that there's more to each other than that.

For that reason, he decided to go to the rendezvous point in advance, and if Housch hadn't shown up yet, they'd really consider looking for a big man in the swamp. Just this time, instead of looking for a lonely little girl, look for a big man who can lose himself.

He asked Princess Magdalene to go with Mr. Liu to help clean up the camp, and he walked around the camp himself, saying he didn't care about the little elf girl, but Brando subconsciously noticed the traces near the camp, making him somewhat surprised that no footprints or similar signs of departure had been found within a mile or two of the camp, which made him somewhat lamented the powerful effect of the item on which he could hide his whereabouts.

The tent was quickly demolished, Brando did not deliberately allow others to remove traces of the shadow, nor was he afraid that someone would come after him from the direction of Martaha, but would simply die, and he did not mind killing a few more shepherds.

Moreover, the journey from Malta Ha to De Haran was just over a day away, and they were on their way with magic, perhaps even faster, and the cults from Malta were presumably only eating ash behind their backs.

The crowd packed their bags and switched back to the goat-headed robe, which made them extremely uncomfortable, and proceeded south.

Until their figure disappeared in the mist of the swamp, only in that lonely camp, where the space in the halfway open tent suddenly twisted, and a small figure lifted a cloak from it to reveal its shape.

She slowly stood up from the tent and quietly watched Brando's pedestrian exit, her delicate face as usual without expression. After a while, she lowered her head, her hands pulled up the hood behind her, covered a long silver hair and pointed ear, and finally revealed only a white chin.

She turned around and took a silent look at her camp and the tent before proceeding to tear it apart, first tying the wooden stick supporting the tent with canvas and rope into a bag, then lifting it, a little heavy. But she hesitated for a moment, biting her teeth behind her back and finally sweeping the camp, as if looking for anything else worth taking away, and then turning around, a small shadow walked deep and shallow into the swamp.

Brando et al. obviously didn't expect the little girls to stay in the camp, or even if they did, they wouldn't turn back easily. As he said, the little girl was obviously reluctant to stay and drag them down, so even if they found her, she would leave again sooner or later, and even if she were forced to stay, it would only hurt her little self-esteem.

In fact, since last night's brief conversation, he has understood what's inside that little girl named Ling.

While not necessarily agreeing, he knows how to respect this small self-esteem, which is rarely left over from the other side.

Thinking about that little girl, thinking about White and Metisa, seriously, he saw more of Metisa's shadow from Ling than their sly mother. I don't know how white gave birth to such a daughter, or is the pride in such a bone actually the integrity of a silver elf?

A pedestrian walks silently in the swamp, saying that there are still a few novelties to the surrounding environment when he first arrives here, but after a period of curiosity, Tauchik is totally worthy of cursing in the worst language, because this is a shitty mud pond, a tidy, cold large pool, monotonous, boring, and full of danger.

The flooded grass is filled with defects and bones, and from time to time, an ugly looking corpse spreading a stinking tooth dancing claw, even if you cut it in half with one sword, the liquid in the body and the maggots climbing in and out of it will make you sick and spit out some of the surplus left in your stomach and give it back to the earth.

But in the face of the battle, both men took responsibility more consciously, and Phoenix tried to fight the ghost several times, and then said nothing more. Her Royal Highness, though tenacious, had something to be afraid of, and the maggots almost let her back off.

Beyond fighting, trekking in the swamp is a hassle in itself, although Mr. Liu and Phoenix Fire among several people have the power to indoctrinate elements, which is little trouble for them. And Princess Magdalene, since the blood of the Creator began to awaken, with the support of the Book of the Earth, traveling in the swamp has not been a very painstaking thing.

In fact, the Book of the Earth is far from helping the nun princess, and there are some of the most complete categories of travel spells in the magic of the earth, such as trekking, directing roads, bridging, ignoring terrain, etc., among which the overlooked terrain can even allow one to advance unharmed in the lava zone, not to mention the district marshes.

It's just that Princess Magdalene has limited magic. Although she has a dragon's heart, she is unable to invoke too much power because her mental power is not coordinated enough, and her magic is only enough for her to use alone at the moment. Although the nun did not say so explicitly, she was secretly rushing to meditate and reconcile her spirituality, presumably thinking that her magic could not help others in the adventure, making her feel somewhat overwhelmed.

Brando has some knowledge of the seriousness and kindness of this princess.

And of the few, the hardest has always been to act like a worthless prime minister. Even though Delphine was not very strong, she also learned magic and swordsmanship only because of the contaminated fountain of life, all of which had been washed away and transformed into a completely ordinary person. Although Brando included her in the Dead Month card group, she was unable to reset the card because Medfis and Andrig were not here, so she maintained her previous strengths as an ordinary person.

As previously worried by Princess Magdalene, even ordinary adults traveling in this swamp is a very unpleasant ordeal. There are no so-called roads in the Gaine swamp, shallow bays and rotten muddy land everywhere. Once you walk into the mudfoot, there is still enough water and grass to mix up. If you accidentally walk into the mud pond, if you don't have company to save you, you may even have to put your life together.

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