The Amber Sword

As Faina pushed the door into the room, Chancellor Chicken Delphine was writing something about the ambush.

The room inside the fortress is not spacious, like a hexagonal silver hive with a recessed bed on one side wall, a desk with a metal platform and a chair next to it. The prime minister in the chair wore a piece full of pleats.

Long black skirt, dragged on the silver floor, she was in a tiny, waterfally, long hair like sandalwood with deadly appeal all over her body, but more like a black widow spider.

When she saw the former, she put the fountain pen in the ink bottle and looked up and asked, "What's wrong? ”

“It took Elise a while to fall asleep, and she was scared.” Faina closed the door gently and replied.

“Everyone gets scared, especially at a time like this,” Delphine picks up the parchment on the table and rubs her hands in a barrel, "but she has at least one good sister. ”

She tucked the scroll into the mailbox and covered it. And then I looked at Faina, and I looked up and down at my friend, and I said, "You've changed a lot. ”

Faina was calm, wearing only a simple armed vest, long blonde hair tied behind her head, more like an ordinary female knight than Mehotophene's heir - after so many things, it was hard to see that indulgent aura again on this once untamed lady and learn to mature and tolerate.

When she heard the Prime Minister's words, she just barely laughed: "Thank you, I used to be so childish. ”

Delphine put the mailbox on the table and sat down with a hint of Faina: “How's it going out there? I've been writing all this stuff here. Heard the clusters were fierce? ”

“The situation is bad, they seem endless, our strength is stretched,” Fiina nodded: "Most people tend to retreat, but your grandfather and Lord Walla have yet to decide that the civilians who came with us, Mr. Nieven, have decided to evacuate them to the Lowen Creek area first.

“My father wasn't a big shot, but being a civil servant was more than enough," Delphine said with a slightly scornful smile, then took a different tone and said seriously: "But civilians can evacuate, but others must stay here - oh, yes, besides the elderly women and children, young and strong civilians must stay. ”

Fayna looked at her with some surprise: "But the generals thought the fortress outside could last up to three days, and if we were to hold it, we would be trapped alive. ”

Delphine seemed to have anticipated her surprise, smiling and analyzing to her: “It's not that serious. At this time, our main dilemma stems from the inability of Madala's demise army to arrive. That's why our strength will appear overstretched. At this time, the White Mountain disaster is such a serious event. The Pokémon blocked the country and the army confronted Madala on the border to make the problem seem like a dead end. But after all, it is just 'like’, not a real 'dead end’, because everyone knows, even the Elf Court itself, that the cause of this problem is not the dead, but the Bukas -"

“Perhaps few people have told you that there has always been a serious disagreement between our world and the people of silver, and it is easy to find this when you look back at history. On the one hand, mortal beings, on the weak side, occupy the main resources of the continent, while the good and powerful people of silver have no choice but to seek refuge; on the other hand, mortal beings themselves have such inferiority - we are subconsciously frightened of the powerful power that the people of silver possess - suspicions that have existed for a long time, even since the days of the Battle of the Saints, and that today the mistrust of the Jabukas in mortal beings deepens the contradiction. ”

“It can be said that the Buga have never truly trusted mortals, who dress themselves up as guardians, watching the chaotic borders of the world, living above the clouds, and intervening in the disputes of the secular world in a high-ranking manner. More importantly, they have their own set of ways and attitudes, and we never really understood what the wizards wanted, so we couldn't judge whether their attitudes were good or bad. ”

“It is in fact this attitude that touches the sensitive nerves of mortals, because both the Cruz and the Pokémon have gained today's identity through struggle. We will never allow another Dark Dragon to emerge above the mortal, and the Buga shadow behind the White Mountain disaster that took place this time of year only amplifies this anxiety and puts all this contradiction completely on the table. ”

“So to unravel this dead end and bring St. Osor and Madara back to the negotiating table, just change the attitude of the Bukas and find out the real mastermind behind the White Mountain disaster ——”

Faina shook her head: "But even if St. Osor and Madara were to return to the negotiating table at this time, time would run out.” Sighed again: “We don't have that much time. ”

“And of course,” Delphine blinked. “Do you believe me? ”

Faina has long admired the wisdom of her always-conscious friend, who subconsciously nodded, but somewhat embarrassingly said: "But nobles' resolutions are not so easily influenced, and if they do not see hope, your grandfather and my father will both make decisions. ”

“Then change everything before they make a resolution. ”

Faina had to widen her eyes and change the resolutions of the House of Lords. Is that something they can get into?

Had it not been for the flower of the Empire, known for her wisdom, the eldest daughter of a generation known as Sunni Devon, she would have almost thought her friends were insane.

Delphine was fearless and bluntly said: "It is difficult for ordinary people, but you and I have a natural advantage at this moment - to change the nobility resolution, we simply need to fight for a few truly weighty voices. Duke Mehotofen, Prime Minister of the Empire, Grand Saint Vala, represent the opinions of the place, the centre and the temple, respectively, plus your teacher, Ms. Veronica, if the military were on our side, what would the rest of us decide? ”

Faina shook her head: “I wouldn't dare say that, Father. He couldn't have listened to our nonsense. ”

“That's not necessarily true," Delphine raised her mouth slightly and smiled cunningly: “By the way, how was what I had entrusted to you? ”

Fayna looked strangely at Delphine and shook her head: “I already asked your father about that, he said he hadn't seen the ring, but he seemed angry and told me not to mix it up.” Her blue eyes revealed a glimmer of doubt: “Delphine, do you know anything? Does that ring matter? My father seems to care about this question...”

Instead of answering directly, Delphine asked, "What about the other nobles? ”

“No, they haven't seen the ring, and the Grand Holy See hasn't mentioned it. ”

And when I heard that, Delphine finally had a weird smile on her face, and she said, "Faina, I also asked the Great Saint Vala and my grandfather, guess what they said? ”

Faina looked at her with confusion.

“Of course they are afraid to answer,” Delphine smiled coldly: "Faina, let me tell you, that ring is a symbol of the supreme kingdom of the Empire, the Holy Ring of Fire, the throne of Cruz. It's not missing with Queen Constance's death, and I'm pretty sure it's probably in my grandfather's hands. ”

“What!” listened to Delphine. “Delphine, you--”

Delphine seemed much more calm, she went on to say: "In the Empire, there is only one way to force a change in the resolution of the Lordship Council, which is His Majesty's decree. But Prince Leonarette is not yet His Majesty the Emperor of the Empire, so that during this time the sacred precepts may represent the supreme kingship of the Empire. ”

“But Delphine, the Holy Ring of Fire is nothing more than a ring. Although it carries a pact between nobility and the royal family, the letter itself does not represent the emperor of Cruz. This pact is binding only if it is held by the heir to the Cruz throne. Remember this,” Faina was not familiar with the secret text between the royal family and the nobility and soon found a loophole reminder to her friends: “I remember that Queen Constance did not appoint a prince to inherit the laurel of the Empire before her death, so even Her Royal Highness, the Crown Prince, to whom the people are looking forward, had to wait until she fulfilled the Golden Flame Promise -”

“No, Faina, Her Majesty appointed an heir before she was born.” Delphine replied calmly.

“What... how is this possible?” Faina spoke out, her beautiful eyes filled with disbelief: "Isn't it rumored that she conspired to murder all her successors? His Royal Highness Leonarette escaped only after taking refuge in Elouin. ”

“I saw it with my own eyes.” Delphine said with certainty, but of course she did not see it with her own eyes, and she stood far away when Her Majesty was alone, only speculation in her heart. Now, of course, she can be sure that her speculation is correct: “Before His Majesty's death on that day, an heir was appointed who, by agreement between the nobles and the king, gave the ring to the Grand Holy See Walla and my grandfather for safekeeping. ”

Faina seemed very difficult to understand: "Are you saying they concealed His Majesty's will? … but this is incredible, Delphine, can I be sure that everything you say is true? ”

Delphine shows contempt: “The truth is very simple, because the heir appointed by His Majesty Constance is not any of the royal blood. ”

Even though Faina had exercised utmost restraint, she could not bear to scream, and her voice trembled to ask her best friend: "Delphine, the heir appointed by His Majesty, is not you? ”

Delphine smiled softly, and she couldn't help but say: "You want to go there, you know this man. He is not the political ally of Her Majesty the Queen. Instead, they are arguably enemies. ”

Faina frowned. The Silver Queen had too many enemies. She couldn't count them in the Empire. Not to mention the vastness of the sea outside the Empire. How could she guess? But somehow, the first person in her mind was an Eruin. She looked subconsciously at the Chancellor, Kim Kim, and Delphine smiled slightly and replied, “Perhaps that's who you think. ”

“I didn't want to be alone at all.” Faina replied hastily, not wanting to, but the exit realized it was wrong and her face rolled hot immediately.

She lowered her head and shaped an ostrich.

Prime Minister Qianjin can't help but Guan 'er.

But she remembered her absurdity, and soon she couldn't laugh.

“Your Majesty… how and why did you choose Mr. Brando, the Earl, but he is a nobleman of Eruin?” Faina finally couldn't help but ask.

“Because, in a sense, Her Majesty is more visionary than any of us," Delphine also straightened out her emotions. Her pale purple eyes flashed, because that was the kind of person she worshipped most: "The resolution to change the Krutz aristocracy was only the beginning, and the wind elves, the Fahnzans, the Messengers of Madara and the Lords of the Silver Bay states, who could arrive at any moment, to persuade everyone that the fortress still had hope of preserving, the power of all sides must be balanced. ”

“It's almost impossible to accomplish, but there's one possibility...”

“The identity of the brothers of the Crown Prince and Prince of St. Osorna, though rarely known, must be influenced by that person's opinion at a critical time. And the old white wolf in Silver Bay, and now the nun princess, are more closely related to him. The attitude of the Ellanta Druids, long ago. Yet another well-known fact is that the people of silver also support him. ”

“He is the only one who can combine these forces of disintegration. Now all he needed was a stage, and in fact Her Majesty had long given him the key to the stage. ”

“That was the highest laurel of the Cruz Empire, and she sent it out herself. ”

That may be her last hope for the world.

Delphine was silent.

Fourteen hundred and forty years ago, King California abandoned his covenant and withdrew from his sacred alliance with the Temple of the Earth.

A thousand and one hundred and thirty years ago, the Hazers and the four great temples declared their break-up.

A thousand years ago, four great temples were founded successively.

From that moment onwards, the sacred oath has been extinct.

The covenant of the Seven Kings is no longer available this morning.

But perhaps above the plains of Holy White, one day people will meet again, and when they elect the holy king with the sword, a new era will begin.

That time, he was Gilt the Fire King.

And this time, what name will be engraved on Tianqing's tablet?

She held her fist tight.

“Faina, we must allow Her Majesty's will to be fulfilled so that the Holy Ring can find its rightful owner," Delphine said seriously to her friends, “but I must do one thing, so you must convince your father, my grandfather and Veronica and Mangrove to support it. ”

“Me?” Finna pointed backwards at herself, surprised: “How can I do that? Besides, what about His Royal Highness Leonard? That's his throne, isn't that too much for us to do? And many of Ludwig's nobles support him, including General Mangrove, who cannot possibly support us. ”

“But they must support the sacred precept, and nobles cannot break the covenant," Delphine laughed with great uncertainty: "And this is not a quest for the throne, we have only borrowed it for a while, all for the sake of justice, and I am sure that the Crown Prince will understand. ”

“Really?” Fayna had some doubts, but never thought her best friend would cheat on herself, not to mention that she had no idea what was happening in the Prime Minister's head.

“It's a deal," Delphine winked at her playfully: “And don't worry, I'll convince His Highness Leonard. ”

Faina was silent for a moment, but finally made up her mind, and she looked up and asked, “What should I do? ”

Delphine smiled and this revealed the fox's tail: “You have the secret to the Holy Ring. Just persuading your father, my grandfather, and the Great Holy See Walla to agree is enough to use this ring to shape the resolutions of the nobles - although I believe my grandfather and the Great Holy See are hesitant, you must understand that the pact is, after all, a pact that they will compromise. ”

“Then there are the wind elves; the elves keep their promises, and if the Krutz choose to hold on, the wind elves will most likely not sit idly by. Most importantly, while that hasn't had any effect on the negotiations yet, they have the ability to sound a hammer and the Pokémon won't disobey the will of the post-wind ring. If you could represent the Count, I'm sure they would make their own choice--"

Finna took a deep breath after listening to this. She never dreamed that in this tiny room, but within a moment, she and her friends had talked about such a big conspiracy.

This is not only a battle for the throne, but it also determines the future course of the entire continent. If Delphine says it is practicable, won't they decide the fate of countless people in the meantime?

Faina felt compelled to revisit her friend as if she wanted to see how ambitious she really was.

“What about you, Delphine, what exactly are you going to do? ”

“To live up to your expectations, of course, didn't I say," Delphine replied with a smile, “That's the one thing I'm going to do. ”

At this time, a regular knock was heard outside the door.

Delphine, look up.

“Looks like someone's coming.” She said.

Faina turned around and saw a strange woman standing outside the door, extremely tall, much taller than most men. She wore a silver robe with a staff and a long bright silver hair scattered freely around her.

“Here you are, Miss Misserille,” Delphine said with some apologies, "I'm sorry about Mr. Rajak. ”

“That's none of your business,” Ms. Silver Dragon sighed: "Everyone could die in this war, and I believe my lover, he died for what he deserved. ”

She stopped for a moment and said:

“Come on, Leviathan's on the field, it's gonna be hard for us to get out of here later. ”

Delphine nodded and grabbed the mailbox and stood up.

“Thank you, Miss Misserille. ”

“Faina, I'll see you on the White Plains. Take care, my friend. ”

……