The Amber Sword

Not far from the dark sky, the valley north of the fortress has undergone a radical change in just a few days. Originally desolate ridges are now filled with huge clusters of crystals that are so numerous that they cannot be counted. Cluster armies are scattered throughout the valley, and from time to time there are flying clusters that circle over the valley, forming a flood in the sky when there are many of them.

The sharp crystal echoes in the valley, deafening and noisy, changing the face of envoys from all countries. There have been a number of people like them over these days, some of whom have even come to the walls for the third and fourth time to observe the outside world, and some of whom have been in battle since those two days, most of whom are worried.

“Gentlemen, this is the enemy that the Krutz are now facing," Fiona Nedevin said to everyone on the city wall, "as most of you guessed, they are the claws of dusk. In fact, these claw teeth have beaten the Krutz once when they were inside the Empire, and with this fortress we barely stood on their heels and stopped them from moving south. That is not to say that we want to succeed, but to ask you for help, because this is by no means the enemy of a single Krutz country, but rather to destroy our world and to kill everyone here. ”

“The Cruz will never fear death, and if necessary we will fight from here to the last. But after that, these monsters will cross the Alkash Mountains and bring the Four Realms, the Silver Bay area and the heart of St. Osor into their own attack, which is not a dangerous alarm, but something that is happening, and I would like to ask you to think about it, are you willing to repeat the mistakes of the Empire, or do you want to keep your enemies out of the country before all this happens? ”

Little Nederweyn's words caused a disturbance in the crowd.

When national envoys meet and whisper, they are quickly asked, "Thank you for the sacrifices made by the descendants of the Fire King, but what do you need? ”

“We need a lot, weapons, supplies and even soldiers, but we need more than that. What we need is for all of us to unite and even to come back to the sacred covenant of that year. ”

“With all due respect, Mr. Neville, are our enemies so strong that we need to unite the entire civilized world to fight them? ”

Nederweyn recognized the speaker as an ambassador from a small country east of White Mountain, a temple of faith winds, but the issue should not come from the advice of the wind elves, but from the latter's own questions.

“In fact, even if we join together, all we have is hope of winning," he replied. ”

People had to take a breath of cold air, and while they all understood what the name Dusk Dragon meant, they had long forgotten the horrible significance of that name after millions of years.

The fiercest war they could imagine was the Battle of the Saints a thousand years ago. But in that war the four wise men were victorious, and even though there were no more wise men on the earth in this era, the strength of the kingdoms of mortals was much stronger than the people of black iron in that era.

And this time, the White-eyed people and the Dragons will be on their side.

But the words in Ned dispel the fascination of most people, and while there are still people with unbelievable divinity on their faces, at least their hearts have a more or less contoured impression of the enemies they are about to face.

There are those who have lost their minds because of this, but most of them know that in this war they are irrevocable.

At this point, the Wind Elves finally spoke to someone in the regiment: "The elves have no objection to this. But the question is, this fortress is so close to the border of the Pokémon, and so far away from your traditional Krutz power, that you are now temporarily occupying this fortress against the clusters of crystals, but who is in charge of this fortress when the Pokémon reinforcements arrive? ”

This sudden question frowned on Little Ned, but he had already predicted, calmly answering: “I don't think this fortress belongs to anyone. ”

“What does that mean? ”

“This fortress derives from the heritage of the ancient times and is arguably a gift left to all of us by Lord Martha, so it does not belong to the kingdom of any mortal, but also to every one of us here. In this war, we used it together to resist invasion by foreign enemies, until after the war, the Krutz would withdraw from this fortress, and so should other countries, which, as a permanently neutral area, could send scholars to study and study, but would not allow troops to enter. ”

Little Nederwen stopped: “That was the original owner's opinion here. ”

“The original owner of this place? ”

“Exactly, Mr. Tumen. ”

That sentence subconsciously shut the mouth of all those who still disagreed.

But Little Nidewen understands that this is just the beginning, and others will not necessarily agree with this proposition, and that Babeta is an endless treasure trove, even if it is a remnant.

But this proposal is beneficial for the Wind Elf, even if it is classified as a permanent neutral area, but no one can deny the fact that it is geographically closer to the Elf of St. Osor.

Little Niedermann thought, maybe this will motivate the Pokémon to support his proposal.

With that in mind, he looked up at a tower in the distance.

In the tower, two old men are talking.

They are also retrieving their sight from the distant walls, and St. Osor's elves have not reacted much more than they expected with other envoys.

“It seems to be going well on the surface, but only on the surface, and as Lord Tumen predicted, the Pokémon of St. Osor still lack confidence in us, which has not yet touched on the details, only to fear that the negotiations that follow will be more difficult than expected. ”

“The Pokémon did not react unexpectedly, but I noticed an interesting place where it was not as simple as you and I saw it. ”

The old former Prime Minister of the Empire answered so slowly after a moment of silence.

“Oh?” Vara seemed somewhat surprised, knowing how acutely the old man's gaze was in front of him, and in a sense, the two men had stood in different camps - but in this age of full prosperity, he was not even worthy of being compared to it.

It was his teacher's time, but in that time, his teacher was nothing but a defeat for the old man in front of him.

“One of the hunter's brothers, who placed great hopes on Lord Tumen, was in this mission, but the elves did not seek his advice when they spoke, either they had agreed beforehand or they had something else to hide. ”

“Are you saying that the hunter's brother, whom Lord Tumen has high hopes for, is not really in control of the situation in St. Osor? ”

“There is only such a possibility, Mr. Grand Holy See, but it is very likely, because even if the elves have agreed beforehand with their ‘new kings’, they will at least show due respect before they speak. ”

Old Nederweyn shook his head: “For the moment, it would be more appropriate for the watchman than the elf envoy's entourage to be an entourage of the gentleman. ”

“The political struggle within the Pokémon of St. Osor was no easier than ours, when it was the civil strife of their Sun, Moon and Star tribes that led to the rapprochement between the two countries. It is indeed too difficult to recover a country simply because the two brothers hold Lord St. Osor's letters, unless the brothers themselves are smart politicians. ”

Walla shook her head when she heard the rumor, which was a little too difficult. He had asked about the origins of these two brothers, but they were from a very ordinary hunter's family in Rantoniland, and it was difficult to say whether or not they were educated, and it was even more daunting to be a brilliant politician.

“That means they're more likely to be puppets.” He replied, "It is unfortunate that Mr. Tumen still has high hopes for these two brothers. ”

“Perhaps all the instructions given by Mr. Tumen are not necessarily true. ”

Old Nederweyn replied without hesitation.

As the old Chancellor had predicted, the progress of the Four Kingdoms Conference was unsatisfactory - countries had their own plans on the issue, and at the beginning of the conference the elves of St. Osor had repeatedly pulled saws around the question of the attribution of the fortress.

On the other hand, the question of the attribution of command of the coalition forces, which is essentially mapped on the attribution of the fortress, even if the Krutz do not dare to make concessions on this issue, the meeting was in a difficult stalemate after the initial buzz.

Even so, the Elves sent an army to join the clusters by November, as promised, while the Legion of Elves signed a truce agreement with the Krutz south of the Four Realms, allowing the Krutz to receive assistance from the Red Legion of the South for the first time in this fortress.

Against this backdrop, the fortress can only be supported by the siege of the Cluster Army. Over time, however, more and more people have noticed that the cluster army in the mountains north of the Arkash Mountains is brewing a larger operation.

With the constant movement of the clusters, the number of flying clusters and nightmares hovering over the fortress is increasing, and the conspiracy hidden behind them seems like a cloud covering everyone's mind.

Under such repressive negotiations, the elves relaxed a little and made final concessions on command. But it was at this time that the army of the dead, led by Queen Madala, finally arrived in the south of the White Mountains and sent envoys to participate in the peace accord.

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