The Amber Sword

The golden red sky, already a little dim. Inside the room, the light of the candles sways, shaking from time to time, shaking the dust of sand from the ceiling. After a long silence, Delphine finally spoke.

“You're right,” she said softly, "I'm scared--”

Mithril looked at the Chancellor Kim without a word, and Delphine smiled softly: "Why not ask? ”

“I'm just worried about you," Ms. Silver Dragon said softly. "Why do you care about Mr. Brando alone? ”

Delphine silenced for a moment and did not look over at the view out the window - the golden red sky lined her face with a thin glow, her purple eyes reflecting a hint of bright crystalline light.

'Cause I'm afraid of honesty, Misserille. ”

Delphine turned around and smiled.

“Honesty is like a sharp knife that makes me afraid to step forward--”

“He smiled at me in the crowd that day, and the crown in his hand seemed like an irony to me. ”

“But I just wanted to tell him that all I wanted to see was the way his lies were ripped through. ”

Crystal tears fell from the Prime Minister's golden face, and she rubbed her lips, slightly glowing. She wore faint makeup and looked more elegant and beautiful than she did on a weekday: “Why is he always so proud that he would rather go down this road than bow his head to me? I wish I could stop him, but my pride keeps me from talking...”

“Delphine,” Ms. Silver Dragon looked at the girl silently and said, “Yes, you've always been less frank, but that's what makes you unique. And what you really need to do is understand others - you should understand that Mr. Brando chose such a path for more noble reasons. ”

Delphine smiled and wiped her eyes.

“Perhaps I fell in love with someone I shouldn't have," she said softly. “This is my perfect vengeance, but that sharp dagger, inserted into my own heart. ”

She stood up gently and missed Ms. Silver Dragon.

“Where are you going?” Misseril looked back at her.

Delphine stopped and turned around and smiled softly: "I'm going to be his queen. ”

With that phrase, she gently walked out of the room.

……

Brando understands that he doesn't have much time, and that it is a moment that passes, and he can only - and must - seize the opportunity to kill this king of the world at that moment - the eternal dragon, Nidhoagh.

That will be the great work of no one in the other world.

But at this moment in his heart, he was not at all excited.

Behind him, the silver line of law stretched at his feet, isolating everything from the power of space and time, forming a vast network, the entire Emerald Peak disappeared, there were no more disintegrating valleys, no more light, no more darkness; there was only a void between him and the emerald dragon, and countless silver lines interlaced with each other, as if they constituted the entire world.

That's time to flow, space overlapping each other.

It's the universe itself.

It represents the law of the strings of time and space, each of which locks in everything that exists in this world, and any flowing, uncertain, becomes clear here. There is no more hypocrisy in the world but the purest law, countless laws, like the stars hanging in the sky.

And every little bit of light, in turn, is tied to the Tiamat law, to the world itself.

Representing the axis of time, it locks in the green dragon that exists at any moment, what it calls eternity, condensed into a point in a world restricted only by law, no longer arbitrarily free.

And the face of each space constrains the existence of Nedhoag traveling in any parallel world, what it calls immortality, collapsing into a flat surface under Brando's designation, superimposed on a sheet of paper.

That silver plane continues to shrink and the last two light points overlap each other.

Green Dragon almost infinitely existential, transformed into one at this moment. Perhaps in all the worlds, in all history, since this moment, this lush dragon has been closest to the 'finite’ state.

In a space of silence, one dragon at a time confronts the world formed by this intersection.

The strength of the two was so close, that Brando's power of law was nearly exhausted at this moment. As time draws to a standstill, Brando understands that the next moment is his only chance to make a move.

He will have only one chance.

But the mind is caught in a cycle of anxiety.

The presence of Nedhoag is locked in at the next moment, and even for the next moment, even for a minute, it will regain immortality. What means, then, should he use to wipe out the existence of Nedhoag completely within a minimum time unit?

It's a power that the Holy Sword can't possess either...

Brando thinks of his own means, and in order to think, he constantly stretches the line of time, letting time stagnate at this moment almost forever. One dragon at a time, in this state of stagnation, stands still from each other.

He's not absolutely sure, and Nedhoag can't move.

But time is always limited.

The pointer always moves back.

The power of his precepts is becoming increasingly depleted.

Brando's eyes got complicated - should we bet? He closed his eyes slightly and seemed to have made his final decision. But it was at this time that a voice knocked into his heart string.

“Have you forgotten my vicious woman--? ”

Brando slightly flashed.

Within his rules of time, only his magician, the creature to which his destiny card summons, can keep time flowing in sync with him, because they themselves are regarded as one with him.

But who is that voice, it won't be Metisa, and it won't be Hippamilla and Andrig.

A light door opened in the dark.

A woman's shapely figure slowly stepped out of it.

The woman looked gently at Brando, wearing a dark yarn dress with a veil on her head, but even with a butterfly-shaped black mask on her face, those purple eyes with a brilliant light of wisdom could still see the calm and paranoid gaze of Chancellor Qianjin.

That's Delphine.

No, perhaps it should be said that Phoenix is not close.

“Delphine? ”

“Did you not expect me to come here, Your Majesty?” The Chancellor asked with a smile.

“No, you are…”

“I am your brigade magician creature,” Delphine said softly. "As part of the rule, isn't it normal to respond to your call? ”

“BUT -” Brando took a deep breath: "You didn't really become a magician and join the Dead Moon team. ”

“So what? ”

Delphine giggled softly in the infinite standstill, and she laughed with a twitch. But the purple eyes kept a little bright and tender and replied, "If I can help you, can't I? ”

She came to Brando and gently lifted Brando's chin with a glove with a black veil and looked at Brando quietly: "Don't feel sorry for me, because I hate the way you feel about me, and I understand why you don't bring me ——”

Brando finally said, "You can't go, Delphine, there's another way. ”

“What if someone else was sacrificed for it, like the little Silver Elf Princess? ”

Brando is silent.

The Chancellor lowered his head slightly: "Indeed, I am far from your little princess in my heart. ”

“No, I didn't mean that.” Brando replied, "But you're not really a travel magician creature, and I can...”

“Is it too late,” Delphine said, smiling at him, stretching out a finger and gently resting on Brando's chest: "You can't move, can you? ”

Brando stunned and looked at the prime minister, Kim.

“Regret?” Delphine asked softly, "Regret for a moment, didn't turn me into a real card creature? ”

She smiled, “But it's nothing, I want you to remember, I'm your queen. ”

Prime Minister Jinjin lowered his head gently, his purple lips printed a kiss on Brando's lips, then raised his head, turned around and slowly walked toward Ronnie Hogg, the green one.

Brando could only look behind the Prime Minister's back in silence.

Whether he releases time or not at this moment, he seems doomed to be unable to change the outcome.

Nedhoag in the void was like a mountain range, surrounded by a grain of dust, and she turned around and finally looked at Brando. In the eyes of that moment, all love and hatred are meaningless, and in the eyes of a young girl, there is only a pulsating eye.

She gently placed her hand over Nidhoagh's body.

The Law of the Travel Mage, on the organisms within the Tiamat network, demonstrates its absolute majesty -

‘Whenever an impenetrable Fiji causes battle damage to any creature, kill the creature. ’

In the deep space, there was a long cry.

But when time starts flowing again, a myth about immortality and eternity ends at this moment. It's like the end of a cycle, energy and matter, everything that makes up the king of bronze, radiating endlessly in all directions, into the void.

In endless white light, the lighthouse of the dark world, the peak of emerald, collapsed.

The entire kingdom of the dead seemed to be bathed in pure, flawless white light, and countless energies, like a giant ring, slowly spreading from the sky. Everything disappeared, and only Brando was under the steadfast guardianship of the laws of space, not far away, that black altar.

A little thing in the light flew out and Brando subconsciously caught it.

It's part of a brooch residue with a purple poppy blossom engraved on the back of a secret silver surface with such a small line of text:

‘Giving Delphine.

- Mithril Terraris.

Brando looked silently at the brooch in his hand, and he blinked, and in a world where nothing existed, he actually had some sand in his eyes. He tightened his lips and took a deep breath.

Before turning around, Brando finally took a look at the center of that white light.

In that pure light, it was like sleeping quietly in the heart of a young woman.

Then he turned around and walked into the light door without a backlash.

There.

It will be the beginning and the end of everything.

……

In the darkness and the void, the sound of the blast came.

White - Tiamas looked up as if suddenly he was in shock. She saw the hourglass floating in darkness not far away, the golden gravel flowing quietly, it had already been this time, the princess's ghost seemed to react.

She awoke from the darkness, reflecting a heavy light in her eyes, which seemed to be crossed by a meteor in the distance, and correspondingly, one of the rows of dishes in the field of view became bright.

“First. ”

Tiamas looked at the scene and said faintly.

She raised her hand and gently lightened her hair in front of her forehead, her silver eyes flashing a complex glow. In the black world, all immersed in a silent tranquility.

But this is the last tranquility.

The void is shaking.

Tiamas picked up an inverted frame on the stage —— she flipped over the frame, and the rough paper painted four smiles with simple ink. And one of them, already almost invisible, Tiamas gently touched the man's face, tears poured down and scattered in the darkness.

“Wilford, I hope you'll forgive me. ”

Tiamas' eyes swept through his two daughters and became gentle and peaceful.

But eventually, she dropped the frame and raised her head.

“Here we go. ”

In the void of Bunoson, witches from thirteen countries, each led by a witch of the month of inheritance, came above the frontiers of their country.

Stars in the sky seem to reflect the light of an era.

Sophia raised her head and looked at the silver giant wolf in the distance. Essex's eyes looked cold and a little agitated.

“Time is up," this giant wolf's voice echoes in the void: “Sophia, why am I still unable to truly control the power of the Tiamat rule, where is the ultimate throne? ”

But Sophia just smiled softly: "I don't know. ”

“What did you say? ”

An angry tsunami echoed the entire element boundary.

But in the darkness...

Tiamas has revealed herself, and she watches this ancient battle with silence. Behind her, in a long time, it was given a special name - Gaia.

The significance of the earth's existence lies in guarding the birth of life.

And that, exactly, is where all hope lies.

……