The Amber Sword

The young man didn't move, but the Black Armor knights got up and chased the past in that direction. Sir Rossburn pulled the collar and seemed to want to follow him, but the young man next to him grabbed his arm:

“You can't go. ”

“Let her get away with it and you'll be in big trouble! ”

“She can't run away, calm down, my friend, that little girl has the strength of the black iron hierarchy at best, and if those Bancian knights don't do much, at least not even that little thing. ”

Rossburn thought so, and that's when he calmed down: “You're right, get ready, I'll go with you to the square. ”

The young man smiled.

“I don't know who this Count is, but he's proud enough that I'm going to personally play a mortal. ”

He twisted his head: “This feeling, to be honest, is a little strange. ”

“It's not a simple human being, be careful, he's pretty close to William and Tullaman. ”

“It should be feared that the grey magicians heard that the fortress designed and built by the mortal had some unique features. ”

Rossburn heard the whisper of Buga's demographics and had to laugh.

A fortress that mortals are proud of, that's a joke.

……

The square outside the main entrance of Cold Cedar Castle is already full of mountains and the snow is getting bigger and bigger. There is already a thick layer of snow on the knight's statue above the central fountain of the square, as if a thick mat had been added to the bronze shoulder and the helmet was stained with white.

In the nearby bars, people squeezed into the window, and there was a silence above Norden's square, and everyone seemed to be waiting for someone to show up.

Sitting in the bar by the window, Heinf stares at the snowflakes that are melting into water.

He felt as if he had begun his bad luck since saying goodbye to the wizard - first he had not found his brother, and the woman in Cold Cedar Castle told him that Mr. Cline Montolo had been moving out for several days. Cold fir collar is that big, of course he can't find it.

And even worse, the northern avenue to Pallas and Jean de Neil was congested by the rebels. Before he left Eruin, he was perfectly worried that he was still Vlada-Paz's father, but that didn't help.

After all, even if the rebels did not surround Fort Paris, he had nowhere to go at this moment as an emerging nobleman close to the royal family.

Perhaps we can only wait for the war to end, but the prospects are slim.

Even Her Royal Highness is trapped in the middle of nowhere, and Count Tonigle's powerful men - including the lady of the staff - are not at this moment in the Cold Fir collar.

At one point, the young man felt a little impotent. He thought he had encouraged Rollint when he was in Salnam. He didn't expect to lose one of them so soon.

In agony, he could only find a club to drink here and plan for the future. In sum, it is certain that his father's whereabouts will have to be confirmed first, and if he is indeed dead in Vlada, then he will have to find a way to take his brother.

If Her Royal Highness were to be rejuvenated in the future, would he give his family a seat?

While Heinf was about to get drunk, news came back about the Count.

As if from that moment on, he started transferring.

He seemed to have chosen a sensible location - in just a moment, there were several calls to ‘pay a lot’ for it.

One of them was a hot-bodied swordsman who dared throw a glamorous eye at him.

But after a painful decision, the young man refused categorically - for the first time, he himself had been able to see up close the hero he worshipped.

“Mr. Petty, is that all right?” The swordsman, who calls herself Claudia, sits beside him relentlessly, squeezing with him and speaking in a dull voice in his ear.

“Miss Claudia...”

Though the swordsman looks ordinary and wears a thick leather coat, it's hard to hide the flaming figure. Heinf only felt dry tongue. He was not his first brother, but this was a little too much.

“Never mind," the swordsman interrupted him with a smile: "You don't seem to be from Tonigal, but you are also interested in the Count? ”

“Aren't you from around here?” Heinf stubbornly replied.

“Did you not know that I am a mercenary? There is no mercenary in Tonigal who disrespects the Count. He is fighting for us in the Cold Cedar Collar. ”

Hainf saw the swordswordsman's deity and couldn't help but taste it: “Didn't Cold Cedar Collar expel many mercenaries and adventurers? ”

“Those notorious guys, how many do you think normal people would welcome them? Toniguer people do this, and I clap fast.” Claudia replied unexpectedly.

Heinf nodded silently.

There was a commotion in the crowd. Heinfe also saw a pedestrian horse in the direction of Cold Cedar Castle, and more than a dozen Black Armor knights clustered who walked out through the gate behind the suspension bridge.

“The lord is out! ”

The crowd did not know who shouted.

Haynf instantly got excited and even forgot the scenic scenery around him. He grabbed the window and almost poked himself out to see what the legendary Count was like.

The crowd was also excited, and the whispering argument seemed to calm down, and then people spontaneously recited the spoken name and honor, and the humming sounds converged into a flood:

“Count Tony Gale. ”

“Descendants of Sword Saint Darus. ”

“Our Lord. ”

As if it were just such a designation alone, it would eliminate all their anxiety and fear over time.

That was the pride of the Tonigars, a pride that made it clear to their hearts that as long as their masters had not left them, all the difficulties of today would be in the past.

Become a memory of yesterday--

“My lord! ”

“My lord! ”

Spontaneous shouting is like a mountain shouting tsunami, falling on each other.

Heinf himself felt the heat and blood boiling, as if all difficulties were gone, the Count was naturally invincible, what could the Bukas be in front of him?

He joined the call as well.

But the swordsman asked in his ear, "Have you seen the Countess? ”

“Ah, that's not true.” Heinf is slightly a spiritual, “but I've heard every rumor of him, the greatest knight of our kingdom--”

“Yes," the swordsman looked in that direction: "I saw him only once a year ago, and the Countess was a very special nobleman. ”

Young people ride on a highland from Goran-Elson and enjoy the whispering of the crowd.

“I was somewhat surprised,” he turned around and said to Sir Rossburn beside him, "This mortal has such a high reputation here that he must be a man of allure. ”

“Mortals see this as a force.” Roseburn replied with a cold face, "That's why there are so many generations of bullying, but they have no idea what the real power is. ”

The young man shook his head laughingly.

Clint dragged Rollint forward in a fanatical crowd, trying to get closer to the Count, but in vain, Brando shook his head helplessly, reaching out a finger, an invisible force to separate the crowd so that they could move on.

The snow has gotten bigger and bigger, and the days are blank.

Brando wasn't as excited as the two teenagers, he had worn his hood silently, and Sylvie pulled up the grey hood and stood behind him.

Both of them saw Count Tonigle in the distance.

“Sir, do you want to squeeze over?” Albert frowned: “That guy must be faking! ”

“Of course he's fake.” Sy gave Albert a chestnut without anger: “Is that all you have to say? ”

“Big Sister, I...” Albert felt that he was completely unjust. He didn't know that Lord Liu was angry, he didn't speak for the enemy.

“Why is Miss Utah over there,” Si frowned, whispering, “Was she deceived or coerced? ”

“That's not her. ”

Brando shook his head.

His face has sunk and he turns to Albert and others and says: "Albert, take the Grey Wolf Mercenaries to Cold Cedar Castle first, but don't act rashly. If you have enemies, first find out what really happened to Cold Cedar Castle, Miss Utah. ”

“My lord, leave it to me.” Albert nodded immediately, shouting, and the rest of the Grey Wolf mercenaries turned and left in the other direction.

“Am I going too?” Sy tightened the trident in her hand and couldn't help but ask.

“No,” Brando shook his head: "Let's wait and see what this guy wants. ”

He raised his head and looked in shade at the direction of Cold Cedar Castle.

He must first determine which enemies are behind him, and the other side can go deeper into Tony Gehl to play this, surely not only the local nobility in the South is as simple as the power behind it.

Rollint and Clint subconsciously fought a cold war in the crowd ahead.

“What's the matter? ”

“Why isn't the wizard following us?” Cline touched her neck and looked at the back a little strangely: “Isn't he with you? ”

“Leave him alone," Rollint thought about running away, but thought about it and gave up his futile intentions: “He's a weird guy. ”

Klim shrugged, “Let's go faster, it's close to the Count. God, I'm talking about capital now. Look at those guys pretending to be old credentials in front of me. ”

Rollint snorted at this little guy's attitude, but he had some excitement for himself, and while things were upsetting him in the north, at least that wasn't what was happening right now —— wasn't it?

……