The Amber Sword

Faina was wearing a heavenly green knight's armour, and her thick seams of swollen clothing could not hide her skinny body. Her brilliant blonde hair was cleansed and ground behind her head, and a pair of sapphire-like eyes revealed natural and confident maturation, where there was a little barbaric nobility.

Brando saw the young lady stay like this for a while.

Faina seemed satisfied with him, her eyes bent and squeezed, like a pair of moon teeth, with a narrow smile: “They said you were here, you were there. ”

“Are you looking for me? ”

“Of course, otherwise what do you think?” But the tone still carries a little bit of the past, but Fayna says it's a small temper: “Why didn't you come to me these days, you know I'm here? ”

Brando looked at the lady somewhat strangely, "The meeting is about to begin. Aren't you with the Duke of Mehotofen? ”

Faina was so angry that her eyes were going round, she stared so hard at Brando: "It was my father who sent me. ”

Brando looked at her like this and couldn't help laughing: “I'm sorry, I've been so busy these days, and I'm not suitable for private contact with the Cruz, am I? ”

This explanation casts a little frustration on Faina. The poor girl didn't really care what her excuse was. She looked gently at Brando with her eyes and said pointedly: “Actually, you and the Cruz are in private contact - no, even bright, positive contact is perfect. ”

“What?” Brando stunned, wondering why the young lady had not said two words and started talking nonsense again.

He had to look at the knights accompanying Faina, two young knights looking at him with envy, apparently all admirers of this Mehotofen flower. But Fayna did not mind the eyes of the two companions, and did not conceal her child's admiration at all: "What good was Eluin? If you were willing to join the Empire, you would have everything you wanted. ”

“Didn't you already have the answer to that question?” Brando smiled and replied that if someone asked him that, he might feel uncomfortable about it; but the same question was asked by this Miss Qianjin, who reminded him of the beautiful time of the rings of the wind, and the feeling of warm fragrance still remained.

Fayna felt Brando's warm eyes, her heart slightly flashed, her face slightly reddened, obviously remembering the same thing. She said stubbornly, “But not this time. ”

“What's the difference? ”

“What?”

“I mean, what's the difference? ”

Faina opened her mouth to answer, but then remembered what it looked like, and changed her mouth: “I know you are the princess who can't let go of Eruin, but I am a princess too, right? Although my father is only a duke, but Mehotofen is much bigger than Eruin. If you want, I can't test and think about it for the Empire. ”

Brando couldn't stop crying, although he knew that the young lady was unusual, but sometimes he was too enthusiastic. Even Antina couldn't bear to twist her head aside and tremble on her shoulders.

Metissa crooked her head and looked at the scene with some fun.

Faina's face was also cute red, but the Empire's enthusiasm and generosity were different from that of the Eruins, and she still looked firmly at Brando, waiting for only one answer in her blue eyes.

But Brando shook his head: "Thank you, Faina, but I'm Eruin. ”

Faina is a disappointment: “But the Eruins cannot be His Majesty the Cruz Emperor. ”

“What did you say?” Brando didn't hear this young lady whispering in private for a moment.

“No, nothing,” Faina realised she had missed her mouth and shook her head. “I mean, really, my father asked me to come to you, and Sister Delphine was waiting for you--”

“Oh?” Brando knew Delphine never joked about the matter, realizing that Faina might really represent the Duke of Mehotofen, but he wondered what the Duke was looking for himself. Apart from the bond of Faina, he and the Duke, at best, had an edge, not even a nod, and he was an Eruin and did not seem to have any interest in Cruz.

And he always felt that the young lady in front of him today was a bit weird and stoppy, which was not her original personality. You know, the proud nobleman's gold may be gone, but his fast-talking personality is submerged silencing, and it's never more reversible in a moment and a half. That's the reason why it's so easy to change the nature of mountains and rivers.

Brando looked at Faina with hesitation and always felt that the young lady and the prime minister Kim were making up a plot against herself —— and why Delphine, instead of him despising the young lady, she really didn't have that.

Faina had no idea that her loved ones had put a black label on her heart and asked seriously: "You are no longer a nobleman of the Eruins, Brando. ”

Brando nodded, and since he had voluntarily removed Count Tonigal-Jean de Neil's identity, he could say that he had faded out of the aristocratic circle of Eruin. Although nominally he also had the identity of the Cadilloso family as well as the Holy Queen of the Earth Sword, that identity would not have been much, especially if he had never lived with it.

His Royal Highness gave him the status of Honorary Speaker, although that status was only somewhat binding in Eruyin territory, rather than an aristocratic title, an honour and a symbolic function.

He suddenly understood what Faina and Delphine meant.

The prime minister, Kim, was so eager to get himself to attend this meeting as a Krutz.

If he insists on joining the Alliance as an Eruin, the best option would be Count Toniguer, and even if he denies it himself, he would not prevent others from believing so. Because the Count represents Eluin's hero, the legendary lord who saved the kingdom and the royal family more than once, and the ‘love’ of him with His Highness - after all, the story of the princess and the knight has always flourished in Warnde - but more importantly, his identity as the de facto regent of Eluin has been recognized.

So if he were to attend this meeting with Haruze, whether he was happy or not, people would think that he was not the king of Eluin, and that there might not be anything on the face of it, but there would be damage to the central authority that this ancient kingdom had so easily established.

Perhaps Her Royal Highness would have seen this a long time ago, but for whatever purpose neither she nor Haruze had shown any concern, and Brando could have understood the affection for his brothers - but if he had not realized the problem, he would not have allowed himself to waste all his efforts in the past.

But Brando himself realized that he might not really be talented on the way to politics, because it wasn't until now that he figured that out —— not just Princess Griffin, but the prime minister, Kim Kim, why didn't he see the point at a glance?

Brando sighed and stopped thinking about this frustrating issue.

In fact, he could go to the Bukas for help, and Solomon, in his capacity, would definitely give him a spot. But this is not the best option. After all, the Silver Nation has always been a spectator, not a participant, in the sacred oath, and all he has to do is lead this meeting. After all, I'm afraid no one in this war knows more about the Dragon of Dusk than himself.

If he participated in the meeting as Count Tonigle, the Eruin naturally had an advantage in the alliance, especially when it had been known that the Sacred Sword Amber might be in Eruin, as the entire Vaughn witnessed the glorious sword when Antitina resisted the Sadr witch on that day.

But if that advantage is to be abandoned, then the other best option seems to be Cruz.

The reason is simple.

Because the progenitor of the Cruz is Gilt, the King of Fire.

But the same thing happened, and he frowned and said, "But I'm still an Eruin, and even with you, it's not right, is it? ”

Faina replied confidently, "Don't worry, Brando. Sister Delphine said she'd make you happy. ”

Brando remembers a woman with nine secrets, and Delphine is certainly not a helpless person, but this time he really can't think of a way for that Prime Minister, Kim, to solve this difficult problem.

But whenever he remembered that charming name, there was more to his heart than the touch of the cold fingertips, the burning skin and the half-opened eyes of the stars, and the exhalation of Lan like a musk.

The impression in his mind was initially somewhat apathetic, even frightening, but gradually became so profound.

Brando looked back at Antittina and the lady nodded silently.

The light in the cloud is fading.

The grasslands were low, and people gradually appeared above the wilderness.

Representatives chosen by the countries of the orderly side have begun to enter the true Holy White Hall.

“Teacher! ”

Entering the venue, two equally naive voices rang simultaneously.

Haruze stopped and squeezed his hand under the thick cape, holding the scepter, looking vigilantly at the phoenix fire not far away, the look on his face was like a small animal fed. Phoenix Fire knew about the teacher's other student and stopped to look at him curiously. She looked calm, not flashing and avoiding the eyes of Haruze.

“Teacher, she is…”

“She is Phoenix Fire, in a sense your classmate, according to Jiufeng, you are the brother, the brother.” Of course Brando understands the thoughts of His Royal Highness the Little Prince, reminding him: "Though Phoenix Fire may be a long way from you in the future, at least here, you have a responsibility to protect her. ”

“So, is she studying swordsmanship with you?” Haruze frowned tightly, whispering.

“Almost.” Brando replied, of course, Phoenix Fire is more than just learning swordsmanship from him, but it can also be regarded as his mortar heir. He is more of a sword saint in the eyes of outsiders, so it is not impossible to say so.

Haruze was even more disappointed, whispering: “So it would be nice if I could learn swordsmanship too. ”

Looking deeper and deeper into His Royal Highness's eyes as if it were a star inside, Brando shook his head by accident: "Dark magic isn't bad, Haruze, and maybe this is the future, besides, I said I should have confidence in myself - at your age, your swordsmanship isn't so bad. ”

Of course, it's worse than a phoenix fire.

“Really?” Haruze is, after all, a child's heart, and although he has often tried to be as mature and steady as the Lord of a nation should be, it is not the same in front of Brando, it is a complex emotion that combines gratitude, worship and hope.

Brando nodded.

The venue of the Holy White Stone is actually a low group of stone columns surrounding the stone tablet, and I don't know who built this group of stone columns, and the standard concentric circle in the grass is laid with stone slabs, one lap at a time, between the low columns and each other - the giant white stone tablet in the distance.

At this close distance, this whole white rock looks like it's got a little bit of a rush into the clouds.

More and more people are entering the room, and some have noticed this direction - every move by the Eruites is now disturbing, although few have been able to recognize Brando's identity, and people have seen him talking to that young king of Eruin, all claiming his identity.

Compared to Haruze, Phoenix has naturally performed more beside herself, and she still serves her teacher's sword without a word - which is also the tradition of Jiufeng.

Many people were even more surprised to see that Phoenix Fire had taken over the sword from Brando and stood aside. Since these days, people have gradually been able to distinguish the identity of these nine phoenixes. Phoenix Fire, as the current generation of Jade Phoenix magician, Her Royal Highness the princess of the nine phoenixes, not to mention that her identity will be most revered in the future, perhaps above the royal power, or she will not participate in this meeting on behalf of the nine phoenixes.

And these two important people, they're all related to that young man —— who is he?

I'm afraid the only people on the scene who have no doubt about this are the Buga, the Cruz and a few St. Osor wind elves, and in fact even if they are, there are a lot of middle nobles down there stealing whispers and talking about Brando's identity.

But right under their eyes, Brando saw Aruta.

“Mr. Brando. ”

Aruta hastily saluted Brando, Paia did not bow her head, just that this proud hunter girl remembered her ridiculous move that night, her face burned a little, and she hurried not to overturn herself - the good news is that her skin emitted a healthy, bronze glow, and some blush could not be seen by outsiders.

Seeing this pair of hunter's sons, Brando thought of St. Osor after the wind, and he exclaimed slightly: "You did well, Aruta, Paia, what you did in Arkash. I heard that you were not sorry for the wind ring in your hands, and Lord St. Osor would be proud of you. ”

He nodded slightly at Lord Loringdale, who was behind them, apparently having heard of each other's glorious stories. It was not necessarily a good thing for them that the two brothers had such a person to teach.

“Are you Darius' grandson?” Isdoville's eyes flashed in the eyes of Brando.

“Exactly. ”

“Well, Darius has a good descendant," replied Isdovelle nodded. "Unfortunately, the life expectancy of humans is too short. Your grandfather is the best opponent I've ever met in my life, but you're also good, and having a commander like you in the Alliance is not necessarily a good thing. ”

Brando knew about his grandfather and the resentment of this man, who was the commander-in-chief of the coalition on the side of St. Osor during the years of war 60 years ago. However, the Elves have a long life, a rich experience and an infinite strategist base. At least a century before his grandfather, the King of Loringdale became famous, and Earth Sword Saint was able to fight it even slightly. Absolutely a genius. It is no coincidence that he has a great reputation throughout the temple of fire.

But what the elf lord said stunned him: "What are you talking about, Mr. Isdovel? ”

In response to this question, the grey face of the king of Loringdale revealed a natural smile, but no longer answered, but left with Aruta and Peia to return to the elves.

But only on this side, and again throughout the room, more and more people are looking in this direction.

Instead, discussions within the Wind Elves have calmed down, and it is clear that most Elves recognize each other.

The legend of the Count in Eruin may not be much, but his other identity is daunting, and as the man who made the covenant behind the wind, with the sword of the earth and the blade of golden flame, wherever it may be, it is a living legend and a solemn tribute.

Others turned their eyes to the Lion's side of Tokenin, and it was self-evident what the Holy Sword of the Earth, Harangya, meant to the people of the White Plains. Earlier, the Lions had fought with Eruin for it, and they sent men to Eruin to take the sword, but eventually they could not.

But Brando didn't care. He continued to walk forward with Haruzer and Phoenix Fire and occasionally shared his thoughts with his two students. As he approached the center of the venue, the vastness of that chalky rock in view became more and more shocking.

People retreated to both sides, and only truly important figures were allowed to enter the area next to the tablet - the entire Silver Bay elected only two delegates, and most small countries often had only one person to access, but no access to the core area.

The only ones who could really walk to the tablet and inscribe their names on the sacred covenant were the heirs of the seven kings. Add up to one more nine phoenix, one Madara.

More and more people are speculating about Brando's identity.

The Phoenix Fire finally arrived to leave because it had arrived in the area where the Nine Phoenix Mission was located - she offered a gift to her teacher, returned her sword and turned away. Behind that, Brando saw Rookie again, but the guy looked a little teethy and didn't seem to like him.

“They're all looking at you, Brando," Feyna said with some joy, watching as she walked around: "They must be guessing who you are. ”

Antitina shook her head and replied calmly: "Just curiosity, once they truly know who we are, they will no longer be so concerned, and the importance of Eruin now does not mean that the kingdom of Eruin has become so important. ”

“I understand, Miss Antitina," just a little floating Haruze shook his head, in Tonigal, in fact Antitina was a longer teacher, and there was some fear of the sermon pattern of this lady of staff: "We will face our identity. ”

Antitina nodded at him.

But Faina could not tolerate Brando being despised - not even his maid of honor, she rebutted: “That's not necessarily true. ”

Brando looked back strangely at this confident young lady and became more and more suspicious of her performance today: "What exactly did Delphine say to you, Faina? ”

“No, nothing.” Faina shook her head in a panic.

“Nothing?”

“Delphine wouldn't let me say, Brando," Faina was forced to despair and started selling teammates with a bitter face: "I wouldn't let you down anyway, would I? ”

“I hope so. ”

“Brando, are you mad?” Faina asked cautiously.

Metissa smiled and hurried to cover her mouth with a red face.

Brando laughed helplessly, “Do I look so careful? ”

“Well," the teenage girl was just suffering in front of her own heart: “Where's Lopal?” She remembers the fire lizard lord who saved her own life in the Emperor.

“Ruth took it to the fire element world, the river of coke.” Brando answered casually.

He saw Magdalene in the crowd, and the nun princess saw him at the same moment, stood up hastily and smiled in homage to him. For Magdalene, Brando is not only the winner most likely to be near the final throne and get the sword of Amber, but more importantly, the knight of her best friend has saved her life on several occasions.

But in her heart, Brando was far more than just grateful.

Fortunately, no one noticed this far-reaching glimpse between the two, otherwise there would have been a lot of noise in the venue, where the Silver Bay states had first responded to the call of the Cruz and St. Osolen Pokémon to establish coalitions, under the leadership of the nun princess, who had fought in the Battle of Candbury and in the Battle of Arkash, and which had already taken on great importance and was no longer a force to be ignored.

“Who's Ruth?” Faina asked with some confusion.

“A little fairy, they're flame fairies, creatures born from fire, and the fire element world is where they come from.” Brando replied.

“So the fire element world is also the home of the fire lizards, so Ropal went home to visit his relatives? ”

The slightly delicate understanding of Faina made Brando smile a little lightly, but he understood that the trip of the Lizard Fire and Ruth might not be as easy to write about. After the Elemental Boundary War, the four elemental boundaries had long collapsed, and the natives there had fled the material world, and now all that remained was a dead, distorted void void.

And Ruth and Ropal went back just to get the heirloom of the fire element world, and the other fairy and the crystal stag Malocha went back to the shallow sea.

When he thought of the shallow sea, he had to think of Miss Tata and sigh.

Faina didn't understand what he was sighing about, but she didn't have time to worry about it either, because with Haruze's departure, people's eyes finally fell on her. Although the little prince was slightly surprised by Brando's choice:

“Teacher, are you sure you don't want to join us? ”

He looked very sad with his eyebrows, his eyes were already flashing, if he didn't remember his identity, he would cry out in public.

Brando shook his head, knowing that although the little prince appeared strong, his inner weakness had not been completely eradicated - he was both the brave Princess Fuchsia and the Haruze who cried his nose when he could not move - but that little teenager had actually sacrificed too much for the orders of the kingdom.

Good thing there was a sudden scream in the distance of the crowd, a fat dragon suddenly flew in from there, and Haruze and Brando watched with some amazement as they hunted it down behind Hippamilla.

The little prince realized that he had lost his temper, he wiped his tears, gave Brando a salute, and then returned to his place with his squire.

So Brando was surrounded by only a few of Metissa, the Medfis brothers, Antina and Faina.

However, several continue to move forward.

It was only at this time that the people in the room finally recognized Faina.

“It's the Cruz. ”

“Strange, does the Cruz represent such a young man? ”

“Is it their royal elder son? ”

“No, it's not. ”

“Look at the sword behind him...”

Golden Flame Blade.

The crowd suddenly became silent.

And at this moment, Brando stepped on the innermost ring of the St. White Stone tablet. Everyone in the inner circle turned back to this new outsider, the seven wizard chiefs of the Bukas, the representatives of St. Osor - King of Loringdale and the hunter's brother, Haruze and Her Royal Highness the Princess, Magdalene, the White Wolf Sword St. Blanc, Druid, the Tokenin Lion, the Dwarf King California, and Dilfrey and Manrik, the Finn Zan, the Hazers, Her Majesty the Queen of Madara, the Silver Elves and even a few strangely shaped Naga.

And finally, Little Mother Dragon Aloz and Frofa.

Each eye has a different meaning.

There is, of course, joy, haste and admiration, calm and scrutiny, even the eyes of doubt and suspicion. Brando distinguished each eye from it and responded to a few of them, looking slightly unexpectedly at Delphiry - not expecting to see the Count here with his own captain.

Manrique was obviously very excited that he had long wanted to return to Eluyn, just like Brayson, but the Lord gave him the mission to keep him protected.

Nor did he expect to see his lords in this place.

Then Brando saw Aloz, whose golden eyes did not conceal his love, smiling and responding to his eyes.

Finally, Blank, the old man nodded slightly to him.

But Brando noticed another look in the crowd, which gave him a slight warmth, and he looked in that direction, and he saw a pair of green, dreamy eyes - the little girl staring at him with great tenderness and admiration, and his eyes were so firm, like a hope.

On the night of Cold Cedar Castle's bloody fire, he personally preserved this hope, which, like seeds, sprouted its roots in people's hearts, and now the earth has broken and is about to grow into a great tree.

He smiled and suddenly understood something, perhaps choosing too many and carrying too much, but when he remembered the original decision, he would never regret it again.

Because he believes in justice.

He nodded his head at Fania, and the light in the distant little girl's eyes seemed to shine brightly, opening a satisfied smile.

Then Brando stopped.

Looking up at the giant tablet, he actually had a hint of palpitation in his heart, and he stood here, as if time were backwards, a thousand years ago in the wilderness, the wind was blowing grass leaves, together in a wave, and everyone standing around the tablet, their faces were so clear and true.

There seemed to be a sacred and solemn aura in the air.

Brando clearly felt that there seemed to be a gaze that crossed the boundaries of time and was looking at himself.

He reached out--

Only to hear the buzz, Delphine stood in the crowd and looked at this scene with a shallow smile - the holy precept in her hand, at this moment shining with a glare and a slight tremor in her hand.

There was a wind on the meadow, and the wolves roared at each other from afar.

The whining sounds, this rising and falling.

Toquinin's lions stood up.

The tall young lion, with a shallow scar on his face, grabbed like a burning light ball in his hand, looked at the scene incredibly, and then looked in this direction:

“Humans, who are you--? ”

The wind elves, the Finns, the Hazers, the Druids and the Dwarves also left, and although some had already anticipated it in their hearts, they were equally shocked by the scene.

Every ring shines brightly, and every ring trembles as if to break free from all constraints.

It is the most ancient story, the divine oath of the Seven Commandments of the Fire King.

And now their king is back.

……