The Amber Sword

A long, heavenly gun went straight into Cyril's chest.

Sy gasped heavily, holding on to her long gun and watching the king of the Neng clan cry, turning into countless pieces and dissipating over the world. She turned back, over the vast extreme plain, there was only a void left, far and deep in the dark, a blue shadow, gradually distant from her.

“Miss Owena! ”

“My lord! ”

In the darkness, the mountain girl suddenly woke up. Soft sunshine, gently spilling through the window into the room. A thin curtain can't hide the summer's brilliance, and a warm lily blossom sits on the desk.

Suddenly Sy realized that she was having a nightmare, and she sat on the bed with her hands gently resting on her chest. Everything from the past flowed gently in her heart, and she raised her head, some quietly looking at the Tianqing gun on the side of the room.

The noise of Hippamilla and Starr coming from the outside courtyard, seeing or whispering the noise of Nimaisi.

Outside the window, the sky is blue, like a wash.

The carriage slowly drove into the forest branch, and Dilfrey held the letterhead in his hand and stared silently in that direction until the shadow of the mail truck eventually disappeared.

She lowered her head and looked at the letterhead in her hand - a glimmer of comfort in her bright eyes, then turned her back gently. Inside the manor of Swallow Castle, servants are whispering about the kingdom's grand annual wedding.

“And after that? ”

“Thereafter, nature was everything, His Majesty the King of Fire cut off the head of the Dragon of Dusk with a sword, the war of our time, and it was all over. ”

“What does this have to do with the princess's wedding? ”

“Of course it does. Princess Fuchsia was in the war--”

“But I've heard stories different from yours. Didn't His Majesty leave our world? ”

“Your one is a country rumor. ”

Delphirie smiled slightly, and she looked up at the clouds above the sky, the sea breeze slowly, and the letterhead in her hand seemed to fly.

The envelope was stamped with a black pine seal.

……

A young man walked on the avenue of the Cold Cedar Collar, pulling his beard, wearing an old straw hat, with grass leaves, looking around curiously. On the wide streets on both sides of Cold Cedar Castle, it has changed dramatically, with emerging buildings on both sides of the road - all sorts of magic workshops, steam buzzing, and a green belt with iron cast lamps and a royal lily crest hanging on it.

Since the silver year of the first century, the pedestrians on the road have not seen a man so dressed without a margin. The roads looked at the young man with eyes. The young man, unconscious, stopped and asked:

“Dude, what year is it? ”

“What year? ”

“I mean, how long has it been since the sword year? ”

The man looked at the young man as if he was a psychopath: "This is the second century of Natsuno, it's been 12 years since the year of the sword,” and he patted the young man on the shoulder: “Young man, it's not good for your body to drink less ——”

Caglis couldn't stop laughing.

He didn't expect to return to the world after 12 years of a space banishment spell. And most importantly, everything here, and his perceived Eruin, has changed -- the lords are gone, the kingdom has three more provinces in the black forest, the Royal Party was disbanded ten years ago, and the war is over, so much so that Tonigal's locals are themselves a lousy alcoholic.

He took a slight sigh of sigh and felt a little grumpy in his heart.

Eluin still exists, Lord, but where are you?

He grabbed the man's arm, pulled a silver coin out of his pocket and put it in the other hand, and asked, "What's the date? What celebration is this? ”

Caglis pointed to both sides of the street with a colorful fingerlight and a lily crest, while a table for placing beer buckets and food was set up in the distant square. The whole cedar collar is now filled with festive atmosphere.

“Don't you know, man, this is the wedding of Her Highness the Princess...”

“The princess's wedding?” Caglis was astonished: "Lord Griffin is married. To whom? ”

“What princess Griffin,” the man said in disgust, "Her Royal Highness died a few years ago, mindful of your mouth, young man, married to Princess Fuchsia. ”

“The Elder Princess passed away? Is that Princess Fuchsia? ”

Caglis was staring at the person and his brain was not responding for a long time - who was Princess Fuchsia?

He walked into the central square of Cold Cedar Castle with some loss of soul, and in the bright sun, the tall statue finally reflected his curtains.

Caglis stood still.

Tears instantly poured out of his eyes.

Because he finally recognized the most visible knight statue on the square, the one he admired.

His lord.

He stood so stunned under the statue until a man came to him, stood beside him, and looked up at the statue. After a while, the man said:

“Over the years, fewer and fewer people have stood under this statue. ”

Caglis heard the familiar voice and suddenly turned back.

“Mr. Retto? ”

“Caglis!? ”

……

High arches and windows, bright colors, courtyard outside the window, or the same view as always. As if, over the past decade, this somewhat quiet study had not changed much since the year her father died.

Griffin looked quietly at the bench beneath the curtain, with a red fleece pad on the chair and a reflection of the afternoon golden sun. Leaning in the rays of sunlight, the dust flies up and down, and she still remembers a young girl sitting in this chair listening to the story of Ovewell on that equally quiet afternoon.

Her Royal Highness blinked slowly and she closed the door gently, turning away.

But a voice held her back.

“Sister. ”

Haruze, with his crown on his head, looked behind his back at her sister's somewhat slender and lonely back. For 10 years, he had grown up and had the responsibility and responsibility of being a king. But there's something that he can't let go of all the time.

“Call me the Princess. ”

“Sister,” Haruze couldn't help but whisper, "take me to greet the teacher. ”

Gryphine turned around and looked at her brother.

Her Royal Highness smiled slightly on her face: "Why don't you go yourself? ”

“Teacher, he won't see me--”

“Really?” Griffin's eyes glistened narrowly: “Speaking of which, I married him instead of you. ”

“Sister...”

Haruserton couldn't hang up: "Can we stop talking about Princess Fuchsia? I didn't mean to. ”

“It's okay,” Princess Griffin laughed happily: "She'll be me in the future, naturally she has nothing to do with you. ”

Haruze couldn't help but smile at his sister.

……

From time to time there is a laughing discussion in the lobby of Cold Cedar Castle, and everyone is preparing for the next wedding - the wedding of Viscount Canolan and Princess Fuchsia, although perhaps six months ago, Elouin never knew exactly where this Canolan was in the kingdom. Perhaps a newly reclaimed land in a black forest, a brave knight, won the princess's heart.

Everything, like the legend of a decade ago.

But there will always be some discord notes in the midst of harmony. Here's one, for example, that sounds like some kind of horizontal eyebrows with their eyes up, and angrily says, "Again, this account is wrong, Antina! Where's Flo? Go get Flo! ”

The clerk smiled and looked at the merchant lady with her little eyebrows up in front of her, answering: "Flo and Mr. Charles have traveled over the Great Plains, and they are still taking Tia with them. ”

“Oh," the angry merchant lady knocked on her head: “I remember, that's the guy who ran the book--”

She looked up and saw a sneaky figure coming up the stairs and shouted, “Brando, stop! ”

But Brando couldn't have stopped and pulled his leg and ran.

So almost the entire castle could hear Miss Merchant's tantrum: “Brando, you're dead, didn't you climb into that little dragon's bed yesterday! ”

“Or Sy? Still those two wolves! ”

The mountain girl was about to go out, but when she heard that, a red cloud flew up on her face. She just opened the door and saw some lord squeezing his eyebrows out of the door.

Silence closed the door again silently.

“Anyway," Miss Merchant's voice came in from the outside: “I'm telling you, Brando, the bed can be messy, but the bill can't be messy. If you make such a low-level mistake again, I'll kick you out of my chamber of commerce! ”

In the garden, Medfis was happily listening to the chicken dog jump in the castle, and he looked at his sister. Andrig looked down in the same direction and replied, "A couple of dogs, men and women. ”

The little elf princess sitting beside her, listening to Andrig's complaint, couldn't help but smile, and she raised her head and looked at the shade of the sun-burned tree.

My heart suddenly felt unprecedented serenity.

……

Inside the graveyard.

Edsha stared quietly at that quiet and lonely tombstone in the rose bush, her eyes soft as if she remembered everything from years ago. In an era that today's people call chaotic, her mind can find a way to rely on it, and in this age, it can only make her feel alone.

She stayed in front of the tomb for a while, like this afternoon every week, and for her, in this lonely cemetery, buried was a king in her heart.

She held the necklace in her hand silently, and on top of that necklace, there was only one crystal drop missing.

That's all she wants.

Adessa slowly turned around and walked out of the cemetery. And at this point, she heard a shout coming from behind her:

“Merliah! ”

Edsha turned around and saw the corner of the cemetery, a girl she had met several times, staring at the young man standing in front of her. The other party's good face is already full of tears.

“Caglis… are you alive?! ”

Two people hugged each other.

Seeing here, Edsha suddenly understood what was happening. She pressed her chest gently with her hands and had some warmth in her heart. She looked at the sparkling forest in the distance and seemed to have made some decisions in her heart.

She raised her head and walked out of the cemetery.

Afterwards, the woman was never seen again in Cold Cedar, and it was not until many years later that a wonderful legend spread in the southern realm of Eruin. In that legend, a Javier silver lily nun dedicated her life to those who were blind.

……

In the afternoon, in the quiet woods, Brando escaped from Cold Cedar Castle. He shook the letterhead in his hand and walked alone in the sunny woodlands. This woodland once carried many of his wonderful memories, which, with the accumulation of years, grew thicker and more unique.

He raised the letter in his hand, which was a message of congratulations from Faina to him, complaining about how he had not visited her in such a long time. But more importantly, this mature lady portrayed everything about the nascent Cruz, and after Prince Leonarette took office, the empire gained a long-sleeved nascence, and everything was gradually on track, and people gradually forgot the wounds of the past and started rebuilding their homes on the ruins after the battlefield.

At the end of the letter, Faina once again urged him to hurry to the Empire to meet her.

When I think of Her Royal Highness the Princess of Mehotofen, Brando couldn't help but smile, and he would receive the letter in his arms and take a long breath.

After the dusk of World War I, everything went back the way it was. Phoenix Fire was in Jiufeng, and Xuexi traveled around the world, occasionally sending him some local specialties. And the world seems to have changed, and while there are still some monsters and the remnants of dusk at the top of civilization's borders, after the death of the dragon of dusk, everything for all is at least moving in the best direction.

In the hearts of the world, the Fire King dies.

But he, as a mortal, lived.

After losing all its power, there seemed to be no discomfort, but Brando had always had an implicit regret in his heart. He took the slightly wrinkled card out of his arms, on top of which was the woman in the black dress with the mask on her face.

The card was so old that it had lost all its magic, but he looked at it and said softly: "The king is not dead, but you fled alone -”

The sand sounded in the woods as if responding to his voice.

But all of a sudden, as if it were a hallucination, a laughing voice suddenly rang behind him: "It is not what a king should do to speak ill behind others' backs. ”

Brando's hands trembled slightly, and the piece fell out of hand.

He turned back in disdain.

Under the pale yellow and speckled sun, between the intertwined shadows of the light, is the girl with reason and arrogance, the Prime Minister Thousand Gold still looks at him calmly in the skirt of the day when he left, as if in the purple eyes of the past, but with that long-overdue light.

But sometime, the eyes were filled with tears.

Suddenly, a figure had been heavily put into his arms.

“I'm back, Brando. ”

Brando was already on the spot.

He raised his head and his eyes flashed with the most grateful light:

“Thank you, Tiamas...”

“Being able to meet each other is the best hope. ”

……

(All finished)