The Amber Sword

Tumen softened his snow-white eyebrows as he watched those who stepped out of the dim light on the edge of the candlelight in turn. In his eyes, the first to be seen were the Cruz nobles who were at the forefront, who, despite the gray face and the ruin of their expensive clothing, behaved properly and remained calm after the crisis.

Behind them were soldiers and refugees, many of whom had fled from East Metz. Their faces were troubled, distressed and frightened, and they looked appalled.

Finally, the Finn Zeniths, the Knights of the Silver Horse, were steady and followed closely by their Knights Commander without a word.

“The posterity of these Gilts at least did not abandon their compatriots and retained one last bit of courage.” Seeing here, the old man thought.

And while he was measuring the guests that he ordered Medfis and Andrig to bring, he was also measuring him.

This is a fairly typical Minor--

Although the Silver Queen claimed to have the support of the Minors, it turned out to be a deceptive trick played by Dragon Queen and others.

At best, it was only some Senians, some of the subordinates of the Minors of the past, who had suffered persecution in this era and therefore had a lot of memories for that past era.

Since the last Minor clan to retreat into the Great Glacier since the year of Yao Jin, the world has in fact never seen these ‘ancestors’ again, and they have vanished from the world, at least on the face of it.

But the old man with the white beard eyebrows appearing before them at this moment, at least in terms of the appearance of the other person, is certainly the Minor.

The blood-red eye is one of the most remarkable features of the Minor people after the deterioration of the golden blood vein.

A Minor man is hiding beneath a pit in Amron, and from the attitude of the other party, it seems to have been operating here for quite some time, which can be decades or centuries.

The emergence of this idea has raised vigilance in the minds of all.

What is the intention of such a Minor to bring them here at this moment, the displaced Krutz?

Revenge?

Mentioning the Minor people, the impression in the minds of most people is first of all gloomy, evil, the image of the dead enemy of civilization, at least in the saint's battle depicted in the poem of the heavens, as described in the legend that has been spoken for thousands of years.

The crowd rioted first, and even soldiers pulled out their swords - the killing power of the Minor was too strong. The first thought that came out of people's minds was that it was a trap, and while there seemed to be only one person, who knew what was hidden in the dark around them?

The eyes that fell on Medfis and Andrig, the vampire sisters, also became less friendly.

But people cautiously didn't do it, because not to mention that the old Minor man in front of him was still unknown, and a dozen steps away, on the side of a bookshelf, St. Mayfist the Grey Sword was leaning over there with his hands around him, watching the Krutz with cold eyes.

Though it is not known for any reason that the Swordsman had helped save them once before, the Krutz have not forgotten at least the bitter resentment between this man and the Empire.

Of course, there is a terrible reputation.

Or a mere identity as an Extreme Sword Saint would suffice for the majority.

The only ones present who can suppress this Sword Saint in strength are Rodrigues and Wallas, and perhaps even the Lady of the Holy Lady of the Lion's Palace.

With this fear in mind, one cannot help but look at Walla in the middle of the crowd.

Vara did not make an easy statement, in fact his attitude was unclear and included most of the Cruz upper nobility here in addition to Veronica.

High-ranking figures tend to think more carefully because of their insights than the blindness and fear of ordinary people, and the Dukes know that they have gone to great lengths to bring them here, rather than simply wanting revenge.

Otherwise, they would have been a bunch of dead bones by now, all they had to do was stand idly by until then.

Tumen did not care about these uncertain or meaningless eyes. He looked around at everyone and said: “I know what you are thinking, but a thousand years ago hatred has long passed, and I don't think anyone will mention these past things that should have been dust under the dust of history...”

Tumen's gaze swept through Walla, and he knew this‘ young man ', whom he met in Arkash 60 years ago - and, of course, at the time, he was a powerful actress of the year, a saint of perseverance. Today, the other side has taken over the crown symbolizing the supreme power of the temple of flame from the old Mai's predecessor, and has become a major figure on the ruling side.

But such a big man, he has seen a lot in the last millennium, and Walla is just one of them. Even he knew exactly what had happened in the last 60 years, the transformation within the Empire and the transfer of power, even though he had never left the place one step in the past ten centuries.

And then his eyes swept away at the others: “First of all, with all due respect, I would like to invite you here without your consent, but I think it is necessary, because you know this better than I do. ”

“My lord,” Veronica opened her mouth and her voice still seemed a little depressed: “You wanted to see us? So you already know what's going on out there, right? ”

Tumen nodded.

“Including those monsters? ”

“Including all of this. ”

“My lord, are you a Minor? ”

“Yes, but it doesn't matter, does it? We're not talking about this. Actually, even my identity, your identity, it seems like the end of the bypass at the moment. Is this really what you want to know? ”

“But.” Veronica tried to say, but didn't say anything.

“You're trying to say you can't trust unknown people, right? ”

Veronica had neither nodded nor shook her head, but that was clearly what the leader of the regiment meant.

And beside her, Vala of the Grand Holy See looked closely at the old man in front of him. The more he looked, the more surprised he was, the more stunned and incredible his wrinkled face finally appeared. After listening to Tumen's conversation with Veronica, he finally couldn't help but hesitate to take the next step: “I dare ask, Your Excellency is...”

Tumen said, “You're right, I'm the one you're guessing, the one you call Lord of Van Noga, the one the Grinch calls Elemental Tyrant; but these are just fallacies, and I still prefer the name of my Great Librarian, when I did meet four brilliant and learned youngsters ——"

Dang.

I don't know whose sword fell on the ground in a panic, the man hurried to bend over to pick it up, and the others looked at him, but they didn't find it ridiculous.

Everyone's face is pale.

Tumen.

Historical skies are portrayed as star decorations, where legends of heroes intertwine with epic poems, like stars large and small, filled with this sparkling sky.

But above this galaxy, only a few stars are ancient today, and their light illuminates every era before and after.

Few of these names, with the exception of the four wise men, the knights of Tianqing and the dragon of darkness, can only be the masters of such a name if there is one left.

A man who has become the master of elemental monarchy and magic.

Teacher of four wise men.

It's a legend in itself.

The name used to be the deputy of the Dragon of Darkness, the great enemy of the ancient human race and the people of silver; but it also created the era itself, handing down modern systems of magic and order and creating elemental patterns.

The name represents a dark and bloody era, but at the same time it extends its bounty to the next millennium.

In the minds of most mortals, the name is like a pair of intertwined contradictions, and they always refer to it with awe and fear and reverence and fanaticism.

But such a name.

It should have shined above the sky a thousand or two centuries ago, not now - today.

Tumen slowly placed the closed book on the short table, and just this simple move made everyone present feel suffocating.

The old man smiled and knew how these people recognized themselves, which was not surprising, in fact, that all four temples had statues of him - he was once a teacher of the four sages, and the temple had never denied that.

As for others finding this later than Walla did, it was just because they didn't think about it and didn't dare think about it.

He looked at them and remembered a lot of things, a thousand years ago, when he met four smart and brave young men.

In fact, from the first moment he saw them, he understood that after that the fate of the Minor Empire would be on a very different track, but out of reverence for the goddess, neither he nor Odin had stopped it from happening.

There are things that have changed, just as everything that has happened on this land over the millennium, that extraordinary people can often understand after witnessing the irreversibility of history and time.

Extraordinary courage and perseverance are necessary to break free from destiny.

This courage and perseverance had been shown to everyone in that era, and they ended that era with a singable transformation, just as Tianqing's knights and more ancestors had done in a more ancient history.

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