The Amber Sword

“We have just received information that the Allied Coalition Forces of the Silver Bay have been under attack near Candebell and have lost contact for two days now. ”

Mangrove stood up and looked around at the crowd, and gradually calmed down and said. He had a very penetrating voice, a long time in the lobby, and one person, two people, more people stopped talking, people hadn't reacted for a while, and people were still looking for the source of the sound. But the hall has begun to become quiet, as if it were contagious, and even Veronica and the Duke of Ludwig stopped arguing and looked this way.

The needle was still in the lobby for a while.

It took a while for someone to get up —— the man was a representative of Silver Bay, probably from De Sanro or the Duchy of Sword -- and his face was clearly in a state of urgency: “Is the news accurate, my lord? ”

Mangrove understands this man's anxious state of mind, but only slightly salutes him: “It is a message from the direction of Silver Bay. ”

As it was said, the crowd was raging.

“Martha, how could the coalition be attacked and by whom? ”

“If these monsters come out of the vicinity of Candbury, our way back will be dangerous. ”

“Are you kidding me? They're right here, in front of us! ”

Veronica's beautiful eyebrows have wrinkled and her heart is full of dissatisfaction with these underachievers. She stood up against the table, green eyes with a heavy colour, as she opened her mouth, and the majestic voice was like a sword, dividing the noise in the hall into two pieces.

“Enough! Stop it! ”

Quiet down in the lobby.

The women's regiment looked everyone in the eye and confirmed: "This is another dawn army that appears to have entered Anzeluta southwards along the Changqing corridor, and we lost control of the area after the invasion by the Jogentigans. From here they enter the Four Realms, from here to here, into Canterbury. ”

She pressed with her hands on the photographic crystal in front of her, showing a fictional map of the Four Realms in the center of the lobby, and a bright line appeared in the middle of the map under her guidance.

In the eyes of all, that line was more like a chilling Sensen dagger stabbed into the back of Fort Babel.

Turns out opposite them, not one regiment, two. The news is like a baton, so many people can't even get back to God. Some people start to look pale and sit back in their seats —— that's the envoy of a small country.

But there are also people who feel lucky and stand up and look at the map and argue, “Madame Veronica, where are the highlanders of Anzeluta? It doesn't make any sense that we haven't heard anything in advance? ”

“We have heard the wind, but it has not attracted attention. ”

Veronica drew a circle that circled Anzeluta and pointed to the place and said: “We've all seen what the Dusk Regiment looks like. It's unlikely that the Highlander clans who encounter the Crystal Cluster Sea will escape, but not all of the clans live in this area. The clans who live in the periphery may hear the wind, or perceive the fact that some of the clans with whom they have a trade connection are disappearing silently, so the escape began...”

“In fact, they do not need to know what is threatening Anzeluta, but these traditional tribal peoples are generally very acute or will not survive so many demonic tides. The migration of clans in the inner circle squeezed the living space of smaller clans living on the periphery of Anzeruta, creating a chain reaction that evolved into a major migration sweeping the whole of Anzeruta. ”

“Legion Leader, do you mean that the great migration of the Anzeluta Heights could have been caused by that Dusk Legion? ”

“In fact, the scouts we sent were merely signs of this massive migration, that they could not go deep into Anzeruta, and that the outlying clans could not tell them exactly what had happened in Anzeruta. ”

Veronica looked around and stood up like a straight sword and sounded frustrated. She insisted on adhering to the fortress of Babel, a sudden news that was extremely unfavourable to her, but that the female commander of the regiment analysed it without any personal factor.

“We may have misjudged and attributed the cause of this great migration to the catastrophe caused by the fall of the Black Moon. And I think another reason is that the clusters deliberately let some of the highland clans go, because they surrounded an army of Krutzians there, and they didn't have the ability to destroy all the highland people. ”

“You mean the Red Legion might be in Anzeluta?” Mangrove suddenly raised his head.

“I can't pack the tickets, old vultures, but it's not normal for them to lose contact with us for so long, but if we link the two, it's most likely,” Veronica looks at her old partner and explains her thoughts: "The resonance tower of the cluster blocks magical communication, which doesn't make it hard to explain why the Red Legion has no sound. ”

“So this is a guess? ”

Mangrove's thick eyebrows lifted, which can be described as bad, but as a 100-war general, he looked very blunt. The general grabbed the pipe out of his pocket twice before realizing that there was no fire, shook his head and placed it on the table helplessly.

“But it's also the most likely guess, as a soldier, that we don't dare to pack tickets, but at least be decisive, don't we?” Veronica looked at the hesitant envoys and shook her head with disdain: “They appeared in Canterbury and unleashed another signal that we might not count on the Red Legion, that they might have freed their hands and that the Silver Bay Coalition was an accident for them, but it was soon our turn. ”

The crowd followed her slim fingers and saw another line drawn across the four realms, straight behind the Arkash area.

Even the breathing sounds calmed down.

Dead silence in a dark environment.

No one would ask if the clusters would have such a strategic vision, because the other party had obviously shown such fangs, even if they were just a bunch of uninspired purple animals, but the masters behind them had already proved their skill.

A ruthless and cunning commander, a great army tireless and fearless, somehow, at this moment, the first thought in the hearts of the people is the dead spirit of Madara.

Maybe they're the only ones who can fight these monsters, right?

Everyone can't bear to have this idea.

“Vote.” Mangrove rectified the wind coat and stood up from his position and looked at everyone present with a thick eyebrow: “Time is more pressing, and instead of chattering and arguing, there is no need to waste any more time voting directly, whether you go or stay. ”

This not too high a voice echoes over an empty vault.

It keeps everyone breathing.

Stay or leave?

Seems like the only option.

At this moment, however, the hall was caught in a strange silence, and even the most radical man before him did not come forward to speak, and the Duke of Ludwig stood silently in his place, frowning and pondering his decision. The situation facing all of us is so desperate that the power to destroy the world is powerful enough to shake the hearts and minds of all, doubting what they thought was the right decision.

Veronica looked at these people and sighed, and they were already scared, how could they stay? She had to look at Tumen sitting across from herself, an ancient legend who had rarely expressed herself throughout the proceedings of the meeting, an old man who seemed to be a silent observer who was left out of the question about people's right or wrong choices.

She looked up at the old man, nodded at herself and smiled slightly.

When people started voting by show of hands.

The Duke of Mehotofen finally glanced down the hall and walked back from the terrace to his room. There were only a few people in the room, his daughter Heran, beside his eldest son, Chancellor Niedewen Jr., and then the Kony family parent who had a kinship with the royal family, the deputy head of the Knights of the Flames, stood ugly, while old Chancellor Niedewen sat on the other side of the chair, pulling his eyelids, as if he was asleep.

Charcoal is burning in the furnace chamber of the fireplace, and the bright flames reflect a small room in dark red, and everyone's shadow is dragged long, with teeth dancing claws on the patchy walls, like demons.

The Duke looked at his daughter and ordered, "Faina, give me the ring. Do you know what you're doing? ”

Everybody look at her.

The repressed breath throughout the room seemed to have been added to her alone, and Faina bit her lips and was terrified, but shook her head.

“Are you crazy?” Count Mehotofen, Jr., stares at his sister: "I do not know what medication you have taken wrong, it is a royal letter and you must return it to His Highness the Chancellor before the Grand Holiness and His Royal Highness arrive. ”

But he thought it was his sister, and he was a little soft: “In the face of me and my father, Lord Nederweyn would never compare to you. ”

“Brother Sir,” Fiina replied resolutely, "If it were the Chancellor, he would understand why I did it. Is it really me? This ring says it's not missing, but why hasn't His Royal Highness ever made it? ”

“Hmm.”

Duke Mehotofen grunted heavily.

He looked at his son with some disappointment, compared to the fact that the boy had no decision to be a nobleman. But he looked at Ina again, more of a headache, and the daughter had a certain amount of courage when he was young, but too much courage than he had.

More importantly, no brain.

He knows who's behind this, and that woman is a scourge.

To think of it, he couldn't help but look at the old minister, who had never made a statement, who was the man of the family, who had no fuel saving lights. He went through the age of the Silver Queen's father and the last generation of Cruz's Iron Wrist, and his granddaughter's wrist was the same as his.

The Duke of Mehotofen complained as to why his daughter was not so smart, but when he thought of this Chancellor, he faced the same dilemma as him - a less brilliant son, with a lot of balance in his mind at one time.

At this point, the parents of the Kony family finally couldn't help but say, "Miss Faina, whatever speculation you have in mind, it's time to hand over the ring first, and you should at least admit it's not yours, right? ”

“That's not speculation," said Faina, less polite to outsiders, coldly. “That ring is not my thing, but it's hard to say if it belongs to the Cruz royal family now. ”

“Shut up! ”

“Faina, are you crazy? ”

Duke of Mehotofen and Earl of Mehotofen Jr. The latter, in particular, looked at Old Chancellor Nederweyn with a great deal of sweat, but it was somewhat strange to him that the parents of the Kony family had not rebutted at the first moment, and the Old Chancellor had only slightly frowned.

Then the old man finally opened his eyes, and some of the cloudy eyes were like two swords deep, sharp and unsightly.

“Well, don't say it again," he said in a somber tone, old but powerful, like magical, making the room quiet all of a sudden: “Faina is right, this fault is not on her head, I and Her Holiness only have their own considerations, but I didn't expect this to happen. ”

The old man looked at Fayna like he was measuring this little girl. In front of him, the leaf collar of Qianjin is only a little bit. In his days of scolding the wind, even her father was only a younger generation, and even the old duke was in front of him, he was complimented.

But he was the eagle of the empire, and tens of millions of Krutz had taken refuge under his wings, and his majesty did not have to be defended by intimidating a little girl; for him, moreover, power and status were mere adornments, and his wisdom, which people had spoken of, had long deeply implanted his power and authority in the hearts of every empire.

Instead of the imperial phase, he became the majesty of the imperial prime minister.

“Faina,” Old Ned asked, "Do you want to use this ring to change the nobility resolution? ”

Faina didn't expect the old man to ask herself.

She opened her mouth and her subconscious mind was still a little twitchy. The other is Delphine's grandfather, and she and Delphine are best friends, but for this legendary figure, she also met a few times at the White Rose Garden banquet.

And every time she saw those nobles who proudly traveled on weekdays, students who behaved like obedient to the former prime minister of the empire, she felt a dark shock in her heart. Sometimes people's understanding of authority moves into the mind unconsciously and implicitly.

Even she can't escape vulgarity.

She suddenly thought that perhaps Delphine's ambition for power stemmed from her worship of the old man.

Faina nodded somewhat hesitantly about the elderly.

People always feel uneasy when faced with the unknown.

Especially knowing this unknown, devastating power...

The old man nodded silently and continued: "Can you tell us why you want them to stay here? ”

“It was not my decision, it was Mr. Brando's decision. ”

“Count Tony Gale? ”

Count Mehotofen Jr., and the parents of the Kony family were stunned.

Faina had been totally exempt, and she understood that she had stolen to the Holy Ring, which was a disgraceful act, and that she must stand above reason. If you can't convince anyone else, then it's not just her, and I'm afraid even her family will be implicated.

But somehow, there is not much regret in Faina's heart at this moment.

When everything was said, she felt only one kind of relief.

There are things you have to do--

Because if you don't, you may miss an opportunity to change everything.

Faina had the courage and the voice had grown louder: “I think we all know that when faced with the Silver Queen, it was not us, but Mr. Brando who defeated Her Majesty and saved the Empire. ”

“Wait, Miss Faina,” the parents of the Kony family said, "The Krutz are not ungrateful generations, but that does not mean that we have to obey an outsider. It is not our personal business; it concerns the future of the entire empire and the world as a whole. ”

Faina glanced at him.

The blue eyes were dazed: "We know what's right, the Tower of Babel is just a symbol, and it's not strong enough to turn the tide around. But in fact, every Cruz knows why it's here, what it really symbolizes. ”

The deputy head of the Knights of the Flames heard this and opened his mouth to say what he wanted, but eventually did not say it, turning it into a long sigh.

Faina continued relentlessly: "Barberta is truly guarding the land of Saint Osor, the land of the elves, but it means more than that - because the land behind us is already the last rear of the world of the Vaughn order, our last hope, and yet the Cruz hesitate in the face of that hope. ”

“We only remember this millennium of mutual hostility and hatred, but we forget that humans and elves are intimate comrades. We chose to step back today, perhaps the Krutz could survive, but we also gave up our last hope, and one day we will regret it. ”

“We can go back today. Tomorrow? Where is our future, and where is the panic endless? ”

“But what do we get if we stay?” Count Mehotofen Jr. couldn't help but ask his sister, "What else can I get besides sacrifice for nothing? ”

“Perhaps an opportunity. ”

“Opportunity, opportunity?” Earl Mehotofen, Jr., was surprised to find that the man who answered his words was the old man who represented the supreme power of the Empire.

“An opportunity to put aside the rivalry between the two ancient kingdoms in exchange for a promise made a thousand years ago. Do we believe in Pokémon? Are we convinced that even if the Krutz die, the elves will pick up our legacy and move on?” The Old Chancellor shook his head: "We don't believe, so the Cruz can't sacrifice everything to bleed for this land called St. Osor's. ”

“But a thousand years ago, we believed in each other. ”

“If that oath is still there...”

The kings who signed that covenant left the world.

But their descendants, today, face the same choice.

“Son,” the old Chancellor said to Faina suddenly, "do you understand what your decision means? ”

Faina nodded.

She understands, of course, but it's also a commission from Dieng Dieng, the weight on the ring, not just one empire. It's also a trust, it's Delphine's trust in her, it's Mr. Brando's trust in elves and humans, it's people's trust in that ancient oath, and His Highness Constance's trust in the man of his choice.

She believed that her final mandate, which was dying, would change the fate of the world forever.

At that moment, the meaning of kingdom and nation had been subordinated to the survival instincts of civilization.

And that's the power of order.

She reached out her hand and lay in the open palm of that beautiful ring, which looked very ordinary, with no decoration on the red gold material, only a flaming crest gleaming in the light of the furnace fire. Everyone in the room seemed to see a flame burning in their eyes.

The old Chancellor nodded looking at the ring.

But then he laughed again, and of course the old man knew who was really standing in front of him in this game. He had almost never really failed in his life, but in the end he was stabbed in the back by his granddaughter.

What a great granddaughter you have.

He turned around and said to the door: "Your Highness, Your Royal Highness, you heard him. Now come in. ”

After listening to this, Fayna turned back to her surprise, and when she saw the two people walking in through the door, she opened her beautiful eyes.

……