The Amber Sword

Gray sandstone detaches at the foot and rolls down dozens of meters high cliffs, with only a few shriveled bushes along the way. Sebastian hurriedly held his feet, his heart palpitated up and looked forward, more than a dozen miles of Chongqing Mountain Mountains were shallow and gray, as fine as sheep's intestines stretched between the fallen grays, a road famous for its withering eastern Karasu.

The young man, with a donkey in his arms, did not understand much, and his companions - including the spirits who made him uncomfortable - said privately that the end of their journey had been a rich place, but that everything they had seen day after day had become more desolate.

He left Rosalind with his adoptive father in order to travel to Jiufeng, who knew that Yin Yang and Yang had come to this completely strange exotic place, but as long as it was a good place, everything he saw now seemed to be turning away from the imagination.

The forests stretching eastward in the northern lowlands of Karasu end here. In the year of the Cave Beast, when the blood wand swept east of Karasu, there was a great battle with the highland knights, and the mystery of the dead wiped out all the life in the canyon to form the vision we see today.

Adenie wrinkled her sophisticated nose, frowned and looked not far away at Naquel, who was bidding farewell to Andrea and others, and smelled the intense breath of death spreading here from the air.

“Mr. Naquel, from here south is Ash White Lane. There's a trail that leads to Westminster, through the forest there, to the northern end of the vast desert, from where you can return to Rubin. ”

Freya took a folded map from that Singh and turned it over to Naquel.

“Miss Freya, Ms. White Mist, and Mr. Nassin, the children of the desert will never forget the blessings of others, and I must tell the elders all about it without a word.” Naquel held his chest in his hand and gave everyone a burial gift from Rubin.

“It's serious, it's serious.” That Sinclair waved. As a result of the long journey, the smuggler's already dark skin had seeped deep brown and his cheeks had been plunged by constant exposure.

“Convincing the entire tribe to move north is not an easy task," said White Mist, standing on a high rock, looking down at the golden elf, in a chilling and arrogant tone: "And even if successful, it will be a long process. ”

“We will return as soon as we return to Rubin," replied Naquel. “Bring the Sword of Wisdom to Eruin in the shortest possible time. ”

“Isn't that the secret the tomb keepers kept from generation to generation?” Asked Andrea beside him.

“Mr. Brando proved that he was the one in the prophecy, and we went east to Rosalind to bear witness to that prophecy, and the elders were wise men who would make the right judgement. ”

White fog nodded.

Adenie pulled her deputy aside and whispered in a questionable tone: "Hey, Naquel, are you into that woman? ”

Then Quill glanced at her.

“You know who I'm talking about, that Miss Andrea, so young and beautiful. ”

“Ha," the knights laughed. “The captain was jealous. ”

“Shut up, you idiots,” Adenie said, looking into these people's eyes, biting their teeth. "I'm just concerned about my teammates. After all, it's impossible. Think about it. You're an elf, Naquel. Besides, Miss Andrea is not a desert citizen. Her hometown is not in the desert. ”

“Yes, Naquel,” the knights sang, "Naquel, you cannot fail the heart of a sensitive and thin young girl. ”

“What the hell are you talking about?” Adenie got angry and pulled out her sword and chased her up, and the knights burst out laughing.

Andrea smiled at these guys. “Miss Adenie is a very kind girl, and I can see her feelings for Mr. Naquel.” She whispered.

That Xin hastily nodded his head and, of course, he knew that the young girl in front of him seemed young, but was a strong warrior, or the leader of a group of equally strong warriors, in the Strait of Qiang, such a person was not a powerful lord, but at least a great man on one side.

But the fog said with disdain: "Ignorance of mortal feelings. ”

“Yeah, great wise lady White Mist.” Andrea replied with a smile.

“Hum--”

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The hall was buzzing and talking, and everyone looked different. Someone talked about the broad argument, people crossed their ears, holes drilled from the stone * * plugged into the burning torch, the light of the torch was bright and dark, so that the facial contours of everyone in the room appeared extra deep.

The atmosphere was extraordinarily heavy, with a long table in the center of the hall, some of whom had already stood up, appearing red-eared and excited, and the chair had been pushed away and turned upside down. But those who were still sitting there seemed particularly silent.

The Duke of Goran-Elson sat on his head in a bear coat. Cold air from the Dead Frost Forest is heading south along Lake Wallen, and before late autumn, the weather has quickly turned cold, and it is said that snowfall has begun in northern Vieiro and northern Lantoniland, while in Pragues similarly early winter vistas exist.

The temperature in Eruin has been somewhat abnormal since that year, and the shortening of summer and the prolongation of autumn and winter have been noticeable to all, with the exception of Toniguer and Jean de Neil, where food production has declined to varying degrees in most areas, as if already prepared, although the second Black Rose War did not affect areas outside Goran-Elson and Karasou, so farmers are able to sustain their livelihoods.

In the north of Eruin, across the Dark Star Channel, the climate in many parts of the Silver Bay region is said to be even more abnormal, with rare long-night and long-day phenomena occurring in some parts of the country, complete food harvests in several small principalities and, after the fall of the Black Moon, a panicked influx of refugees into those parts of the country that could be maintained, breaking down the only order available.

These rumours, which, to varying degrees, exacerbate the panic in the south, are now rumoured that the unknown enemies of the north are invading the territory of the civilized world south and south, although unsubstantiated, also give rise to a disturbing scent.

With these troubles in mind, the Duke shrunk his neck and appeared to be somewhat out of his mind.

“Look at what Her Royal Highness has done, and the Dead Spirit's Council, and now they're sending troops into Eruin. That's a step forward. I told you, how can those evil guys be trustworthy? ”

“I knew it was just a weak little girl, she was not like her father, and during the reign of the first king, Eluin would never fall to this point! ”

“She wanted to go back to the old way of Anrek, only because those lucky Dalits of Tonigal had been filling her with some soup all day, and what did those guys know, just a bunch of money to open their eyes, and I heard that Madara had spent a lot of money buying these people. ”

The crowd blamed Tonigal-Jean de Neil's ‘mistress' and the Count's number-one hitter - on Freya, who now has the title of goddess of martial arts in private, and of course, the fearful aristocrats only called her ‘the Count's loyal dog'.

For a long time, Nimacees and Ovewell, on the side of the Elder Princess, had to be crowned ‘traitor’.

But few blame Brando himself, because most of you know that Brando is the grandson of Sword Santa Ruz, backed by the Highland Knights and Black Tower Wizards. And the Knights of the Heights are inherently superior to Eruin, not to mention the Cadilloso family, whose historical origins and status are much higher than those behind the majority of those present.

They dare to blame the royal family and the princess without hesitation, but few dare to point fingers at the traditional forces of the kingdom, most of them even sitting here, are merely spokespersons for the old aristocratic forces.

Everyone knows that.

But almost everyone bites that ‘cold-blooded, heartless butcher', as if their hatred of this emerging force rests entirely on the stewardess, compared to Brando himself, who has never been in the country, much more 'innocent'.

“Perhaps it was this demonic woman who seduced the grandson of old Marshal Cadilloso behind her back, and I heard that she had done a lot of astonishing things in Tonigal. She was only the daughter of an inferior man of small nobility, who was mostly narrow-minded enough to do such things. ”

“I hear she also encouraged Her Royal Highness to give up her throne with Prince Haruze in order to bring the ambitious figure of the North into the South, a woman who may not have anything to do with what is behind it. ”

“What the hell happened? ”

Obviously, some people have not heard anything about Ambessel or the reopening.

“Indeed, the envoy of His Highness Levin Oneson has now arrived in Cold Cedar Castle, and I have heard that he intends to give his sister, His Royal Highness the little princess of the Sifah family, to the Count. How could there be such a thing if there was no agreement behind it? ”

“Never let her play tricks here! ”

Aristocrats in the lobby were suddenly disturbed, and the First Battle of Ambessel decided the pattern of the Eru confrontation between the North and the South, but the hatred between the North and the South could not be dispelled. This hatred can be traced back to the time of the December coup d 'état, when a large number of Royal Party members were persecuted and assassinated in the court struggle - while the South, Vieiro, Goran-Elson and Lantonilan were the main battalions of the Royal Party, and the North and the South were so deeply marked by hatred.

These former members of the Royal Party can even tolerate the sudden rise of Tonigal and Brando in the kingdom politics, but will never sit back and watch the northern forces reign over Eruin again. Because that could mean a new cleansing and repression, and even if it were possible, they would never sit idly by.

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