The Amber Sword

“Are those two okay?” Fania on one side looked at these spirits somewhat puzzled, winking her new green eyes, which was why she asked softly.

“Those two fucking guys!” Monica jumped from the ground and screamed angrily - but then she remembered as if there was nothing wrong with each other before falling back and answered: “Huh, it's not dead, it's a good thing Valhalla reacted quickly, otherwise the eighth root tie is enough to crush them without leaving any dust, just as the nutrients of the world tree. ”

Fania was somewhat worried: "The movement of Valhalla is too dangerous. It is still in the densely populated forest. If it is transmitted in a densely populated area, it will cause heavy casualties. Is there any way to avoid it? How did the gods deal with it in the past? ”

Monica rarely blushes. In fact, Valhalla's materialization process is quite safe, and the state on the other side of the transition point can be retrieved before the coordinates are confirmed. However, in order to conserve magic, she leaves Valhalla Province with this step, on the grounds that there will be no one in the Mintai Forest at this time.

She looked somewhat irritated to the left and right, he said, "Valhalla's magic pool capacity is still too small, it's only a few hours since the normal people traveled from the hills of Schafflund to here. We actually have to transmit it twice in a row, and it took more than half an hour to re-inject the magic, and if we had twelve magic pools, the transition from Tonigle to Cruz would be just one thing, and we wouldn't have to shut down the other magic-depleting facilities in the world tree. ”

“There's no way,” Fania grinned bitterly. "My lord, he's invested a lot in this fortress, but we're running out of time. ”

“You're right, it's all because of the fucking Sassards.” In Monica's eyes, Eru was simply ignored by the local nobles, who, in her view, were no match for Valhalla, but, at best, some nasty flies.

She turned back and asked, "Valhalla, are we done with the coordinates? What is this place? ”

“According to the map you provided, Miss Monica, this should already be 70 kilometres south of Fort Mintel, not far from here is the town of Alta, where, according to our operational plan, we should send a response force. ”

“Great, just let... let Yulir go and put the White Lion Guard here, that should be enough!” Monica thought about it and said so.

“Well," Fania hesitated for a moment and said, “I want to see those two, they might be scared. ”

“What's so good about it,” Monica replied not so well, but she glanced at the little girl and shrugged: “Well, whatever, there's still a lot of time. ”

……

The middle-aged hunter thought he must be dead when the enormous roots swept away at him. Who knew that the root had suddenly changed direction at a critical juncture, and had slipped past him at a mild distance, landing in a squeaky tree rumbling.

It took half a day for the dust to finally settle down and calm down again. The father and son opened their eyes with great fear, and when they looked forward, they couldn't help but hold their breath and widen their eyes.

In the forest, the dense hazelnut forests and pine forests disappeared, and there was something beyond imagination in front of them - a bigger tree, to be exact. Its trunks are like a mountain peak, plunged straight into the sky, a vast canopy of trees covering the entire forest, long branches, turquoise canopy, covered in cloud fog, and some flying birds are flying around this giant tree with wings, far and away like a bunch of flying insects, giant trees surrounded by undulating mountains, naturally forming an outer wall, above which there are shrewd artificial buildings - but those thick stone walls filled with dwarf plain style are even more exuberant than the fortresses they see anywhere in Manowell and Denel.

The two fathers and sons looked at the scene with their mouths wide open. If they weren't dreaming, they would be crazy to see this strange landscape. The two of them cannot help but think of the myths and legends that prevail in the South, that on a sunny afternoon in the summer, the forest presents the illusion of a city inhabited by giants and giants of stone.

Though it is not a sunny afternoon, much less a summery day, it is almost certain in the hearts of the two fathers and sons that this must be the home of the giants.

They had to be scared to shake Cerser. The giants were legendary monsters who ate people in the wilderness. Although the stone giants who would build the city were said to be mild, they would not have any feelings for their two tiny mortals.

But they didn't dare to flee, and the roots of this huge city stretched out for miles. How could it easily escape its scope? The two were worried about each other, but suddenly a man appeared on the tall wall and looked in their direction. Although the other was wearing a sentry helmet, none of the obvious giant nose, small eyes or thick beard indicated the identity of the other - a dwarf.

To be precise, a dwarf who claims to be a descendant of a people of silver. If you were to use such a simple designation to refer to Odom himself, the Dwarf Artisan Master would seriously correct your ‘speech sickness' and add a string of adjectives to modify it before this designation, which, of course, must be associated with cumbersome identity pronouns.

Titles like Valhalla's only architect, countess advisor, scholar, archaeologist, etc.

Of course, more than half of them are self-proclaimed.

Oldham squinted his little eyes for half a day before seeing the two insignificant guys beneath Valhalla, which was not his bad eye, but the noise in the city, distracting the old dwarf. Although Monica had given notice to the whole of Valhalla long before Valhalla had begun its transmission, the standard of work of the Spirits was well known, and they had thankfully done so without leakage, and it was almost impossible to do so well.

The old dwarf had to think of the little girl he had a crush on in Schafflund, who was said to be Lord's fiancée. The businesswoman, though confused by what she did, was always able to arrange everything in order at the time of the territory, and never let the people below understand what she meant.

And, of course, Antina and Miss Nimatis, one of these people, but if one of them was still in the territory, it wouldn't make Valhalla look like this at the moment. The spirits suddenly told the inhabitants of the city of Valhalla that they were going to enter a state of imminent war. Even if they were loyal to the Lord, they would inevitably be in a state of panic and anxiety for a moment.

“I don't know why these guys went long ago.” Odom groaned and complained, and then he picked his hands off the city stack and shouted to the two pathetic creatures down there who were already scared to death: "Hey, are you all right? ”

Why didn't the hunter's two fathers and sons expect a dwarf to appear in a giant city, not to mention that the two races don't share a common revenge? A long time ago, in the war with the Dragon of Dusk, giants betrayed their Dwarf allies in an important battle, and since then they have lost their civilizational heritage, falling into the wilderness into shemale eaters who never bathed, dirty, and smelled, and since then, the Dwarves have sworn to break with the giants, making them endless enemies.

Is it true that this giant city has been occupied by their enemies and turned into a dwarf city?

Middle-aged hunters are the first to have this ridiculous idea, but anyway, dealing with dwarves is better than dealing with giants. He finally calmed down his anxiety and looked in awe at the sudden appearance of this giant tree and fortress in the forest, swallowed his mouth and spit, wondering how he should respond, or how to let his father and son go, but listened to his son shouting with surprise:

“Oh, my God, I see. This must be Fortress Valhalla!” The teenager's eyelids gleamed at the city's Odom and shouted, “You must be the legendary Dwarf craftsman and architect, Mr. Odom, who built this fortress with great craftsmanship! ”

“And Count Counsellor, Scholar, Archaeologist and Master of Alchemy,” Oldham added with dissatisfaction, "Little guy, and I have a royal councillor status, which I just didn't accept, and the Eruin Geographic Society invited me to be their honorary member, but I declined. ”

“It's really you! ”

“Sure.” Odem lifted his chest proudly, but he immediately remembered something else. He waved his hands in haste: “Okay, you're all right. Now please step back. I'm going to put the door down. ”

“The gate? ”

The hunter's father and son looked at each other. But they soon understood the true meaning of the phrase, only to see the roots of this giant tree suddenly creep, stretching from the stone wall that was so tightly attached to it, as if a huge suspension bridge had been dropped - although the size of the suspension bridge was somewhat astonishing, each spanning a distance of thousands of metres, and it was wide enough to drive a wagon.

The two fathers and sons hurried back and quickly saw a flag appearing on the high wall of the city, the star and moon lily flag representing the royal family of Eluin, followed by another flag - a white male lion flag rising in the north wind. Several knights of the hand engine flag rode down the city first on horseback, followed by a platoon of distinct walking knights of armor, silver heavy armor, capes and shields of enchantment, white beards flying on the pointy-top helmet and lions' heads on the shoulder armor, no wonder this army is being identified.

White Lion Guard--

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