The Amber Sword

Caglis sank his face, he bit his teeth and felt afraid to gamble. With that in mind, he said, "You stay here, I'll draw them away, and if you get a chance, you run ——”

“Understood? ”

“Mr. Caglis, you can't...”

“Shut up," this young aristocratic son of Toniguer Hangar Lang revealed his first serious divinity, even interrupting Haruze mercilessly: “Your Highness, this is not the time to discuss whether we can or cannot do it, each of us is in danger of life, but if we do not do our best to fight, we will indeed die here. ”

He patted Haruze on the shoulder: "Understood, Your Majesty? ”

“I…” Haruze nodded softly: “I see, Mr. Caglis. ”

“Then it's settled," said Caglis, reversing his sword and putting it in his hand: "If I can't escape, this sword means nothing to me. Take it and protect the lady beside you. ”

Haruze nodded resolutely.

He seemed to have something else to say, but Caglis waved at him, his figure flashed, and he disappeared into the dark.

Haruze shut his mouth tightly and held the sword in his hand as if it were the only thing he could count on. His fingers grew white and he held back from tears because the teacher had told him that men could not cry easily.

Then he felt an icy hand pressed against his back.

“That guy, he's gonna be okay. ”

Haruze turned back in surprise and looked at Micaya calmly.

The little girl replied slightly, as if she were telling the truth: "Lord Martha is fair to everything in this world, he is a fool, so luck will surely be better. ”

“Huh?”

Mikaya compared him to a ‘shush’ gesture.

Haruze hurried to shut his mouth again, turning back and hearing an outrage in the dark. The sound of his footsteps seemed to be going away, and he felt his heart pounding, as if his tiny chest were about to burst open, and he bit his lower lip and prayed silently for Caglis.

But after a moment, all the voices disappeared, and the darkness became silent again.

Micah suddenly grabbed his wrist: "Go. ”

She said anxiously.

Haruze had not yet reacted, and the dazzling light in the darkness swept away, exposing their hiding place even though it had not yet been photographed by the two men. A sharp voice sounded: "Ha, there are leaking fish here, come out! ”

At that moment, Haruze felt nothing but a blank space in his brain, and he thought he was dead, but what he learned during the week seemed to appear naturally in his mind, and he barely had to think, raising his hand subconsciously to the ceiling of the tunnel, shouting:

“Eaam!”

A black light emitted from the hand of His Royal Highness, right in that direction had long been eroded by groundwater to loosen the ceiling, only to hear a loud noise, a bucket of thick sewage burst out of it, under the flushing of the current, large chunks of gravel fell off the ceiling, then quickly turned into a large collapse, between moments as if the entire top of the hole had fallen.

The flood instantly swept Haruze and Mikaya out, the former being hit by a stone column, hurting him to bark. But at this time, Haruze dared not stop at all. He couldn't help the pain of breaking his back. He jumped out of the water and rushed over to grab Mikaya's hand and shouted, "Run! ”

The two men fell and ran forward, but for a moment, behind them came the sound of a second explosion, the flying stones crossed a few dozen meters and rallied against the wall, some stones even hit Haruze on the back, between hectares were a bunch of purple.

But he didn't dare to stop at all, knowing that the second explosion must have been chased by the gray magician. Surely, only one angry voice came from that direction:

“Dark magic?” That sharp voice shouted, “Well, I'll see who's holy! ”

Haruze only felt the soul of the dead in his heart, and he knew full well that he could not be an opponent of the Bukan people of silver at his own strength. He can only hope that the intricate terrain here will make the other person dizzy, though that seems unlikely.

Both of them quickly ran out of breath, but Mikaya was unexpectedly strong, and the little girl kept her mouth shut from beginning to end, although it was obviously because of him that she put each other in danger.

“I'm sorry, Mikaya...” Haruze panted and apologized: “I can't do this, I can't run anymore, it's all because of me that you will do this...”

He thought Micah was going to turn his lips against each other, but he didn't think he was going to have an empty hand. Haruzelton almost shouted, thinking the grey magician had come after him, and his subconscious raised his sword and stabbed him behind his back.

But I didn't expect one hand to come out of the dark, knock out the sword in his hand, and grab his arm and pull him over. Haruze was scared to open his mouth and covered his mouth with a soft hand, leaving him with no choice but to whine.

But then he finally reacted, and the man who grabbed him was not the gray magician, because he clearly felt that it was a woman's hand that covered his mouth.

“Sister Les Mecca?” Haruze asked subconsciously.

But a gentle voice, completely different from that of Ms. Medusa, sounded in the darkness: "Don't talk, little prince. ”

Haruze glanced around and found himself in a tiny chamber. It was not just him, but Mikaya, who was a tall woman between them, held Haruze in her arms, closed her eyes and held a swaddled baby girl in her other hand.

Haruze instantly identifies who he is.

“Mrs. Ofelia? ”

“Shh.”

Yura softly said that she gently let go of Haruze, who noticed that there was a wound on her body, a wound that stretched from her shoulder to her chest and blood had already penetrated her clothes.

She frowned, seemingly pulling the wound because of her previous movements, but even so, she bent down slightly, holding the baby girl in her arms with her hands and handing her over to Haruze.

“Is this…?” In the darkness, Haruze's silver eyes sparkled, and he questioned the Duchess with a puzzling look.

“We can't hide.” Yura replied softly, "You are a guest of Lantoniland, and Ike and I must assure you that you are complete. ”

Her voice was still in place, as if to testify to her words, and there was a sharp voice outside the Chamber.

“This is ridiculous, trying to hide yourself in front of a real wizard, like a rat in the light, get out! ”

Yura reached out and stopped Haruze.

“Whatever,” she replied softly. "This is the ancient language of Jiufeng. ”

Go ahead, she gently touched her daughter's forehead, stood up, opened the door to the secret room and walked out. The thick stone door slammed back in front of Haruze and Mikaya, and Haruze bit his teeth shut and held the baby girl in his arms tightly, his chest slightly upside down, but he could not make a sound.

The grey magician's voice finally rang out the door.

“Huh," he seemed a little surprised: “Look what I found. It's a very small prey, the Nine Phoenix, the chosen people, the blind, so this lady should be the Duchess of Ofelia, right? ”

Ms. Jura did not appear to have responded.

And the voice said, "Where's your daughter, Ms. Yura? ”

“As a mother, do you think I would give my daughter to all of you, the Don Buga, to be so self-absorbed? ”

The man seemed surprisingly silent for a moment because of that sentence.

And then he said, "I admit you're right, Duchess, but the Silver People have their own choices, and it may be a little glorious, but the world is not bright enough to win everything, otherwise how can we, the descendants of the ancient people, end up in the sights of today? ”

“Everyone has a choice,” Yura replied, "but some people are noble and some are despicable because of it. Do you know what the greatest gain is when I come to this land, Mr. Wizard? ”

“What's that? ”

“It is the love of all things in the world, deep and warm, plain and noble. Do you understand all this, Mr. Wizard? ”

“Ah," exclaimed the Grey Mage, "I understand, my lady, that you will certainly choose to sacrifice yourself to protect your daughter, but you must understand that this means nothing to us. ”

The door was silent for a moment.

Yura seemed to whisper something.

It is the ancient language of Jiufeng,

The gray magician looked a little surprised: “What are you talking about? ”

But the sentence came to an end, suddenly turned into a scream of horror, "Damn, what are you doing, stop!” At that moment, Haruze felt a burning breath in the Chamber of Secrets, but in his hands, the baby girl still closed her eyes like a dream.

A moment later, there was an awesome scream outside the door, and then everything went quiet.

In the darkness, Mikaya seemed unexpectedly calm.

“It's all over. ”

At that moment, Haruze suddenly understood something.

He trembled slightly, his eyes closed in pain, and a tear rolled down his long lashes, falling over the forehead of the baby girl in his arms. The baby suddenly woke up, and she still closed her eyes, screaming, reaching out her little hand and even touching the edge of Haruze's palm.

Haruze bit his lips dead and almost bled. He held the baby girl's hand in his opposite hand and replied, "Elara, I will avenge your mother, no matter where those guys come from." The little prince's voice was low and sad, almost word for word: “I swear. ”

He was silent for a moment: "By oath in the name of King Eruin. ”

And it was at that moment that the baby girl suddenly opened her eyes, and in the dark, those were shiny golden eyes.

Haruze stunned:

“Is this… the Golden Nation? ”

“It turns out," Mikaya suddenly climbed over to Haruze, reaching out and gently touching the forehead of the baby girl: “She is not a child of gold, she is a descendant of the dusk forces, the first generation born after the collapse of Tiamat's network. ”

In the darkness, the little girl's voice is soft and calm.

“So this is the choice of the world, the hope of the future…”

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