The Amber Sword

Eruin has more than one Count Tonigle. Everyone can take over this ideal flag.

At that moment, he blessed his heart and grabbed the swordsman's hand and climbed up and rushed to the window. He raised his hands and shouted with all his strength, facing everyone in the square:

“I believe her, everything she says is true...! ”

The cry echoed over the square.

So much so that everyone was shocked that the Black Armor Knight, guarded around the square, turned around and saw Heinf, pulling his sword out of the water and walking towards the hotel.

“Are you crazy, sir?” The lady swordsman pulled back Heinf in dismay, and Doyle's feather arrows immediately landed on the windowsill, making a scream in the hotel and panicking.

But at this moment Heinf was surprisingly calm, and he felt a sacred sense of purpose pouring into his heart, and instead grabbed the swordsman's wrist and said, "Do you believe me, Ms. Claudia? ”

“Well… although I also find today's Count a bit odd. ”

“Believe me,” Heinf interrupted her: “It doesn't matter who the Count is, it doesn't fight for someone, it's the future of Eluin. Are you Eluin, Ms. Claudia? ”

“I am a mountain man," she answered subconsciously, "but I am also an Eluyn. ”

“Then come with me, we fight side by side," Heinf raised his head, leading to the staircase on the second floor of the hotel, where a few black knights with tiger backs appeared in a fierce mood.

He pulled out the sword between his waists.

“For Eruin--! ”

Above the square, the crowd had panicked completely, they were overwhelmed and did not understand what had happened, but there was a bad feeling hidden in their hearts. People pushed each other and started running around the square, trying to get out of here.

But such pushes exacerbated the level of chaos in the crowd, even once blocking the pace of the Black Knights. Su glanced in that direction and felt that her purpose should have been achieved. She looked at the window of the hotel with some surprise, and some wondered who was helping herself.

In the face of this sudden turmoil, the young man's face finally flashed with anger and panic.

As soon as Sir Rossborn grabbed his hand, he sighed: "We can't wait any longer, create a massacre and put the blame on Her Royal Highness, and Tonigal will never have a day. ”

The young man nodded heavily and raised his hand, singing a blade of wind. The sharp cyclone fell into the crowd and the tragedy was about to happen, but at this moment, strange things appeared, as if the young man's men were in love, and the wind blade fell in the crowd without causing any harm, but simply pushed people to both sides.

“Goddamn it, when are you going to give it to the ladies!?” Rossburn was shocked and angry.

“I didn't!” The young man also panicked and answered angrily.

After the crowd split right and left, the middle Sue happened to be exposed.

The young man immediately shouted, "Grab her...”

Su's face revealed a slight glimmer of panic and subconsciously retreated.

And a new change is taking place in the square, and the crowd finally recognizes the man who shouted at the hotel, his father's eldest son, Heinf.

“My brother, how did he get there!? ”

“Who knows?" replied Rollint.

“My God,” Little Montolo shouted again suddenly: "Look at your friend, what's he doing!? ”

“What the hell am I getting at, what are you freaking out about," Rollint pushed out of the crowd angrily: “Damn, get out of the way! ”

“The wizard, my lord. Oh, Martha! That's impossible!”

Rollin suddenly turned back in that direction.

He saw Brando moving forward, as if an invisible force were surrounding him, automatically separating the crowd from each other.

Rollint opened his mouth.

As Brando advanced, the turbulent square seemed to quiet suddenly - as if it were a miracle, a path formed in the sea of the mountains.

The scene also stunned everyone, and more and more people stopped and looked back at what had happened.

“This…”

“What do we do?” Little Montolo realized he seemed to be the center of everyone's sight and panicked.

“Follow me!” Rollint bit his teeth and answered.

“Why don't we stand by the Count? ”

“Shut up! ”

In the middle of the square, Su finally jumped from the fountain, but jumped too fast, but accidentally twisted his feet. Two black knights chased up behind them, and people retreated from the left and right, and the young girl turned back anxiously, finally showing a desperate look on her face.

The two knights pulled out their swords at the same time and saw Sue fall into the bloodstream.

But it was at this moment that the crowd behind her suddenly split suddenly, one person stepped out of it, raised his right hand, and the two knights' movements were fixed in place.

That's a wizard.

A wizard in a brown cape with a low wind cap, but he had a sword in his hand, a blade on both sides, and a heavy heavy sword. The blade is half an inch thick, a palm wide, and the dark sword ridge is engraved with silver symbols:

‘The earth is under its control...’

That's a different sword after all.

The two knights of Bancia raised their heads simultaneously, and the freckles on their faces sparkled, and the servants of these Sassards had no idea that anyone would dare to stop them, but they saw a pair of dark, heavy eyes flat with a hat.

It was as if it were a sea surface, flashing calm and vast light, and occasionally electric light ripped through the clouds, igniting the fury of the deepest eyes.

“As I said, everything is frozen, time and space are ordered, knights hold the edge, kings and lands, life and death are separated from each other eternally, but only for a moment, and what you hold is nothing but decay. ”

Brando said calmly.

In a click of lightness, the knights of the Bancians discovered with horror that the magical sword in their hands had been knotted with a layer of white frost, and that a visible crack had appeared on the sword made of fine gold, which was then turned into a piece of worthless metal fragment in the crisp sound of a broken glass.

Brando came to them, pushing forward, and the two fell like stones, and they kept their eyes open at the last minute of their lives, their pupils enlarged, and their heartbeats stopped long ago.

The young man on the horseback finally noticed what happened here.

“Who is Your Excellency!?” He asked Brando how hard he drank.

“I should ask you that. ”

Brando slowly removed his hood and revealed his true face.

He raised his head to the wind and snow, his hair dancing long, and suddenly there was a chilling sound. Little Montolo and Rollint had just separated the crowd and could not help but look around curiously. Behind Brando, they did not understand for a moment why the surroundings had suddenly quieted down.

The young man closed his eyes deeply.

“That's all right, Mr. Rossburn,” his tone carries with it an indignant anger: “Now that the Lord has arrived, we are here to kill this mortal, and the same is true for our plan. ”

But this time, he was not accompanied.

Sir Rossburn was surprisingly silent.

But they can't stop now, not to mention just a mortal in the district, and the funny thing is that the other party is disguised as a wizard in front of him.

No one dares claim to be a wizard in front of the Buga.

The young man made a gesture and the knights around the square immediately approached him and killed Brando in the direction he was in.

“Dragon Knight!” Little Montolo was surprised to discover that the surrounding knight was an elite force of the Royal Knights, a military force rebuilt by the Royal Party after the war in Ambessel, all of whom were former top knights of the Royal Knights, and hosted some of the most powerful Ranger knights in Eruin.

The strength of this elite knight is no less than that of the White Lion Guard, and even more so, but because it is an elite among the elite, it is not routinely ranked, nor is it ranked as a soldier.

But he found that the wizard, as if he could not see it, stood faceless in front of Su.

The mere appearance made Little Montolo feel comfortable.

“Rollint.” Brando suddenly said, “I ask you what kind of Eluin you want. ”

“What?” Rollint looked directly at his back and stunned.

“You are the son of Count Purple Jing, and not surprisingly, in the future you will inherit this title and a piece of territory, and this kingdom will continue as you wish, and you will be part of this circle and defend its interests," replied Brando quietly, “but you are only a hillbilly, still unable to lift your head in front of the Cruz people, you can only remain in this little kingdom, alone in a corner, drunk and dreaming. ”

“Do you want to be a frog at the bottom of the well, or an Eruin with his head up?” Brando, raise your hand. All the long swords in a blacksmith's workshop near the square resonated, suddenly flying over half the square, shouting in front of Brando.

Brando drew a sword from it with no expression on his face, just holding the sword in his hand, as if it were heavily lit, forming a narrow beam of light and creepy sharply sharp.

He reversed his sword and handed it to Rawlinth:

“If you want to be proud of this land and let your homeland bear witness to your glory, you should reclaim the warm blood in your heart, not face the old past, listen to your heart, and it will tell you how to choose...”

“If you're still Rollint, the man who's going to take this sword to fight all those who are blocking your ideals because of Eru's arrogance. ”

“… the road ahead has always been fraught with difficult obstacles, and a straight path is by no means the path to be chosen by the knight. ”

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