The Amber Sword - v6 Chapter 502

“Martha is on, Palmid, I’m going to be a father!” Borg-Nesson excitedly waved the stationery on his hand and told his colleagues.

“Oh, is that it?” There was a smile on the solemn knight’s old-fashioned face, and his light brown pupil stared at his companion: “Then I must congratulate you well.”

“That’s natural.”

Borg-Nesson came to his colleagues to sit down, and watched with his companions the vast Nesander forest under the twilight; in the setting sun, a bronze-soaked lime tree stood on the canopy and a star crow Nesting back and forth on the umbrella-shaped canopy-occasionally stopped, slick black eyes staring at the two uninvited guests.

“It’s so beautiful, Eruin, you don’t see enough anyway, this is our country.”

“It is indeed more comfortable to return to Eruin,” the Cavaliers replied.

With the sound of a crow, the flock of birds flew up from the forest, and the sound of flapping wings could be heard a few miles away. There were large animals passing by in the forest, and the knight turned back to remind everyone else behind.

But Borg-Nesson interrupted him: “Hey, don’t change the subject, go away.”

He patted his colleague on the shoulder: “Tell me about you, you’re not married yet, my gosh, poor old Palmyd must be in a hurry! How about, any lucky girl? “

The knight glanced at Furui no wave. “Didn’t you say that, I didn’t think about it until I found out the truth.”

Borg-Nesson’s eyes widened: “You’re ashamed of us to say that. You know that everyone is just a bachelor. As for me-I not only have a beautiful and kind wife, but now I may even My daughter is also here. Are you looking down on us? “

“You’re different,” the Cavaliers replied, “you had an engagement before leaving Eruin, and I didn’t have so many constraints.”

“That’s not a constraint.” Borg Nesson unkindly corrected his colleagues’ incorrect ideas.

The knight shrugged.

Borg-Nesson was silent for a moment and became serious: “But are you thinking about it, Pamid, we have made little progress in the past ten years. The matter that the Marshal Lord asked us to investigate in private is by no means simple, you must be good Think about it, it ’s been a thousand years since the Battle of the Holy One. Even though Master Martha has really left us a clue, it may have been worn away by time. Did n’t you find out, we return Alluin would then have trouble walking. “

“If Her Royal Highness sees it true, no matter how difficult it is, someone has to persist, doesn’t it?” The knight stretched out his hand and grabbed the distance: “For the beauty to continue, for everyone’s sake Tomorrow will not be meaningless, everything is to change that destiny. “

“Can mortals really change anything, isn’t Master Martha really joking?” Borg Nesson smiled bitterly: “Did you not realize that Her Royal Highness does not seem to believe this? In fact, I think United Silver People are more reliable. “

“Her Royal Highness may have another idea, and you should have noticed that she is a very opinionated person and is now the emperor of the Cruz empire. Perhaps in her opinion the decisions about the past are indeed hasty, even if it is Ma Lord Sha, she also dares to question. “Knight replied.

“But we’re different,” Borg-Nesson shook his head. “We must trust the Marshal’s judgment.”

“Do you believe?”

“Of course,” he replied without hesitation. “Adult never missed it.”

“My lord has descendants,” Knight replied. “Born in Bragg two years ago, he is his grandson.”

“Haha, then I must ask the adult to assign my daughter to this kid. By agreement, he is the next heir to the Cadilloso family-like the adult, he must be a genius.”

The knight shook his head.

But he was happy to be able to shift the subject.

“Speak about the business,” said Borg-Matsumatsu, seeing his colleague was unhappy, knowing what he thought, and changed the topic: “Aren’t you surprised?”

“There is something strange,” the Knight replied.

“Yes, our investigation started in the Alkash region at the earliest. The investigation was limited to Cruz at the beginning, but why did all the clues point to Eruin at the end? A thousand years ago, it was not enough here. Is it a barren land, isn’t it? “

“But perhaps in earlier times, there used to be a footprint of civilization here. Have you been to the Ring of Trade Winds?”

“You mean the druids?”

“Maybe earlier.”

Borg-Nesson frowned: “That doesn’t explain another question, why all the clues came here as if they were broken, we know that the King of Yan had Xianjun Aike come here with the sword of Yanguang On the land, what happened 700 years ago seems to be a legend and there is no written record at all. “

“Maybe, but it’s not in our hands.”

“What do you mean?”

The knight pointed to the following: “Cultist.”

“Hah, you mean the rabbits we just slaughtered?-But that’s just a coincidence. Why do you suspect these people?”

“Not a coincidence,” the knight replied, “I called up the dossiers of the temple and found that their activities in Eruin were much more frequent than we thought.”

“so what?”

“Do you remember where we were fifteen years ago?”

Viscount Borg-Nesson’s face changed.

He seemed to recall that nightmare, endless hunting, walking on the edge of death, poisoning, framing, all kinds of conspiracy and tricks, and doing everything. That nightmare happened to Cruz, and it was probably one of the least reluctant experiences in his life.

“You mean East Metz?”

“The shepherd kept a well-organized branch there, which is extremely rare in other places. I carefully checked the local history of the Metz area for thirty years and found that the activities of the cultists there and Egypt Luin is very similar. “

“What does this mean?”

“Do you remember what they were looking for?”

“You mean those weird stones?”

“That stone piece flowed out of Alkash. The specific time was thirty years ago.”

Borg-Nesson seemed to be pricked with his feet: “Why didn’t you say that earlier? Did anyone bring something else out of the temple, and others have entered the underground temple, except for ours? Besides, how is this possible? “

The Cavaliers did not answer this question.

Borg-Nesson scratched his hair: “Why didn’t you tell Her Royal Highness at that time, maybe the stone piece would not have been taken away by the shepherd one step earlier, and now those guys may have fled north to Fa. Enzan, what shall we do? “

“You haven’t thought about why the shepherd could still get the news one step ahead in that situation. Only me, you, and Her Royal Highness knew about the action?” The knight asked.

“Do you doubt her Royal Highness?”

“I suspect the black dragons around her.”

Borg-Neson was silent: “Do you think those stones will be clues?”

“It’s just a possibility.” The Cavaliers replied, “Also, those stones don’t exist alone. There should be another one in Metz. The rest is in Eruin.”

“In Alluin?” Borg Nesson screamed in a low voice. “How do you know for sure?”

“Where did the cultists tell me, did I stop talking?”

Borg Nesson frowned: “I know that there are two stones in Metz, and the arrested shepherd acknowledged it. But it’s just your guess about Eruin, just by virtue of This is confirmed by the frequency of cult activities here. Isn’t it too hasty? “

“Did the clues we investigated also point to Eruin?”

Borg Naison was silent.

“This is not good news, this time there is no Her Royal Highness behind us.”

“Bad news is better than no news.”

“But this time we are more prepared than last time.”

“Well, let’s imagine, that is to say, they may have followed the Holy Light Sword from the era of the predecessor Aike-it is not surprising, after all, these people are the pawns of the dusk dragon. But The question is, “said Bogue-Nesson.” What shall we do? “

“It’s very simple. Since the cultists spend more time than us, we will find clues from them,” the Knight replied.

Borg Nesson looked at him in shock.

After a while, he slowly sighed, “You are such a genius, my friend …”

“But it can be dangerous.”

“How can Lord Marshal’s servant knights and students be afraid of danger?” Borg-Nesson replied, “I see that your approach works, why don’t we divide the work now?”

“How to divide the work?”

Viscount Berge-Nesson continued: “The cults operating in Eruin are mainly the Oneness and the Shepherd, and the two organizations are in opposition to each other, so we better investigate them separately. . I have a preliminary idea, everything will be given to you, and the shepherd will give it to me— “

The knight looked up and silently glanced at his companion: “Borg, although everything is better at camouflage, the shepherd is much more organized, according to the strength of the two of us-“

“Hold on,” Borg-Nesson quickly interrupted him. “I’m an adult student, you have to make me do something, right?”

The knight was silent for a moment and nodded.

Alluin’s setting sun was slowly sinking below the Grahar Mountains, and darkness gradually engulfed the earth.

But the stars have risen, shining in the night sky.

The Lionheart Divine Sword was born in the age of the predecessor Eke.

Seven hundred years later, the sword was once again held in the hands of the Queen of Lions Hearts–

Antitina stared silently at the sword in her hand.

Since this holy sword is no longer able to carry the ideal to bring light to this kingdom, at least it cannot let its power be in the hands of the Sasardes and lead this ancient kingdom to destruction.

Born to the sages, it established this kingdom of glory and vows.

Then its destruction may be destined to give people last hope.

The cycle of history ends here.

The sword was born because of Shifah, and it died because of Shifah.

Holding the sword, she decided to fulfill the promise with this ancient surname.

She raised her sword, a smile of consolation on her face.

Lifting his head, his bright eyes seemed to be a sword light, straight into the despicable traitor.

Macaroo stepped back subconsciously.

“what are you doing!?”

“Let it go!”

Sadr Witch has realized that something is wrong.

Suddenly he struck out from his own position, and his pale hands were hooked like claws. There was a word in his mouth, and a purple electric light shot out of the necklace on his chest.

But the power of the sword has been incorporated into the bloodline of the Shifah family.

In the dark pupil of Miss Staff, the hands of time are slowing down.

She saw the traitor’s wide eyes, and the muscles on her face went from slack to tense, and then slowly opened her mouth to reveal the teeth inside—every detail was barely visible, and his hand was like a dying old man Lift it up slowly and block it a little bit on your chest. This simple movement has gone on for a century.

The Sadr witch spread his five fingers, and the lightning flashed out from his fingertips. It was not like fast light, but more like overturned paint. The purple and silver mixed together slowly penetrated the canvas, an inch. Move forward an inch.

The whole world seemed to freeze.

Antitina saw the chair hit by the witch as if suspended in mid-air, all four feet of the chair left the ground and tilted slowly in mid-air. A book called “Manowell Botany” was lifted off the table and landed on the ground in a visible trajectory, slowly progressing to the extreme.

Then she lowered her sword behind her.

The sword in his hand slowly moved backwards, and then drew an arc from bottom to top. When the arc was reset, the sword flew out of his hand.

Macaroo didn’t respond at all.

Sadr the witch’s mouth closed one by one, but suddenly stopped, the fury on his face turned into a little shock, the movement of his hand stopped-a bright incandescent line reflected in his eyes, Passed by him.

Macaroo didn’t respond at all.

That second was divided into countless moments.

But there was only a white man howling through the center of the room.

Break through Macaro’s chest without hindrance–

Time returned to normal flow.

Sadr the Witch turned his head, watching the pure and immaculate sword light in front of him, slitting Makaro. The traitor didn’t even have time to mourn, and the expression of terror, unwillingness, pain and regret was fixed at the last moment, and then melted into a white flame.

Some people would have had the opportunity to survive forever and become another person remembered by Alluin.

But he chose another path.

This path leads to the final demise in flames.

After the Lionheart sword penetrated the royal party’s traitor, he moved forward and hit a metal astronomy instrument on his desk.

In the sad eyes of Sadr the witch, this holy sword of the Eruin was like a fragile glass, the blade was broken, turned into countless fine fragments, and shot in all directions.

“No–!” He yelled, his hair spread out, and the anger that burst from his heart almost turned the whole castle into ashes.

He seemed to see the illusion of the Dragon of Dusk in front of himself, and stared at him with a sneer.

Behind it is the destruction of the Sasard.

And the end of the world.

“No!” Sadr the witch screamed again in pain. He did not understand why a holy sword could be broken so easily.

And the powerful people of the silver people, this time can no longer save him anything.

The Lionheart Divine Sword indeed hides an unknown secret.

But that is a legend only known to the posterity of the Siphach family.

The purple lightning struck Antitina at the same time–

The power of the near sage shreds the body of the girl mortal almost instantly.

It’s a story about faith and dignity.

Although weak.

But destined not to be at the mercy of fate.

No matter what you pay for it.

The choice of the humble is like the sword in the girl’s hand.

Rather Stick to your guns–

Antitina closed her eyes.

But death has not come for a long time.

She heard a gentle voice in her heart, calling for her sleeping consciousness:

“Annie, you are grown up.”

Within the room.

Sadr the witch looked at the scattered fragments of the holy sword, gathered together with each other, surrounded by an invisible force around the human girl; and his power, all elements and laws Power, all swept away by this invisible power.

A man and a woman, two figures flashed into the room one after the other.

Looking at him coldly.

Seems like a dead person.

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