The Amber Sword: Act 127 Strength and Responsibility (2)
Act 127 Power and Responsibility (2)
"Scarlett?"
Makarov looked for a moment, then looked at Brando with a bitter heart, and then realized that the question the other party asked before was intended. But this time is too critical, Lockwood will never allow him to provoke this youngster, even if the team members are separated in front of one's own face, he can only hit his teeth and swallow blood. But this punch came fast and fiercely. Even with his fixation, in the face of the girl who was adopted in his own hands, he couldn't believe, ask, or contained a weak question, he couldn't help but keep going.
Even if he has eleven thousand ten thousand excuses to explain, even he understands that this young girl who he treats as an adoptive daughter on weekdays also hopes that he will at least justify one sentence, but at this moment Makarov cannot say nothing .
Everyone present can feel the power of the golden heart on Scarlett, Gold rank. Makarov doesn't know what happened to her. The power is rising so fast. He thought it was the potential of life and death. This means that this girl with long red ponytail long hair is at least a genius. -- a genius that they have ignored. . But on the other side, Golden Tree in Brando also exudes the power of a more pure gold heart.
That's the origin of the golden blood.
Eat it and have the fate of Chosen.
Makarov explained a few rolls in the throat, but it turned into: "Scarlett, you are ..."
His words are like overdrawing the whole strength of the girl. She stared straight at the man --. The man who has occupied the position of her father for a long time in her heart; With a deep plea, she was willing to believe even a single lie about happiness. She was helpless just like that fool daughter waiting for her ruthless relative to change her heart, hoping that he could turn back and tell her: Sorry, welcome back ...
But she waited for Gu Weiwei to speak his euphemism. It sounded like a concern, but paled like a stranger to distance him. The tall figure in the impression seemed to be distant and blurred at once. She held her chest in one hand and burst out tears: "I'm sorry, why ..." She sobbed and lost like an injured animal With the last trace of strength, he fell to his knees on both knees, closed his eyes, and fell forward to the ground with a sound.
Unconscious --
Seeing such a scene, Makarov couldn't even say a word.
Brando coldly looks at this person.
He felt that someone pushed him slightly behind his back. youngster nodded and said he understood the other party ’s meaning. Without Dragon Race girl Anozie, he could not detect the arrival of Scarlett with his ability. But letting her experience such a sad thing was not his original intention. Maybe he already knew what Makarov would answer, but even so, he wanted Scarlett to understand that the truth of -- was not alms, but he couldn't tolerate Makarov further to wantonly fall around him chess.
"Sorry." Brando sighed one breath.
He stood up, walked over to lift the Scarlett, wiped away the dirt on her face, and the -- girl had a weak side of revealed in her sleep. The face with tear marks had some paleness, but was as calm as an angel. youngster straightened her body, then leaned her under a fir tree, and then turned back and looked at all the people with a condescending gaze.
"Mr. Brando?" Lockwood saw that the Makarov around him had some emotions other than Stability and had to interject.
"Makarov!"
Brando interrupted his opening, and his anger finally burned out of his chest, his voice chilling as if the blade flashed coldly. Everyone was stunned and didn't understand why the attitude of Brando's suddenly changed, but youngster exclaimed: "Don't think I don't know your origin --"
"Since Anson VII, Aouine has been declining. If the light in the dark is up and down in the chaos, -- is obscure and dim, and the time seems fleeting. For ten years, you have seized every opportunity to defeat, like gambling. The whole plan is devoted to everything, and the whole plan is precise, ruthless, and it seems logical, but all this is to overthrow the Archduke of Anlieke of the Authority Asano. You hide the sky and don't let the world think that Archduke of Lantolian's old stuff is just trying to keep the last Everything. Who else can help you, Siwak? "
Brando's is like a sharp sword pierced into the heart of the everyone, and the complexions of Makarov and Lockwood become white for a while. For a moment, subconsciously forgot to breathe, and had no time to guess where the youngster was sacred.
youngster already pointed out the outline of all their plans. They believed that it was a sacred desperate action. All the sacrifices are worthwhile, and even one's own life can be paid for it when necessary, and political confrontation already has become a Fanaticism belief. As Brando said, there is only one opportunity. Just seize it and look forward to the moment when you defeat defeat. The dawn of Dawn will surely wipe out all darkness.
This legendary story has a legendary ending. However, they did not think that this plan would fall into the eyes of an unfamiliar youngster, and they would not even drop it at all. The plan was set up as early as ten years ago, and some details were not even clear to the follow-up participants. Then the pseudonym Brando's youngster -- is in front of you
Who is he?
What is his attempt?
But Brando became more and more angry. He stood upright like a blade, his voice was cold like the cold of winter: "-- You think you can represent the justice of the royal family behind you, your sword is for this country. Fight for the future! Unfortunately, your stupidity makes you fail to see a fact. If you fail, can you send someone to death in peace? "
"Wait," Lockwood frowned slightly, annoyingly. Although this youngster holds something very important to them, their plan should not desecrate -- because it represents the glory of the royal family.
"What do you want to say, Master Lockwood?" Brando asked indifferently.
"Everything you say is based on an assumption ..."
"Do you want to know the truth?"
Brando sneered, he raises head, could not help but deep breathed in.
At this moment, another soul seemed to be standing with him. The eyes of youngster seemed to see through the world, and the words of Sophie's returned to the other side of his soul. -- and Time and Space fell apart in front of him. -- but after all calmness, in his eyes Seeing everything in the past. The palaces and cities burned in flames, the kingdom fell, and everything that was familiar in the past is no longer existence.
The vision of Her Highness the Princess.
Lady Valkyrie vows.
This kingdom seems to be able to be reborn from the flames. each players have devoted all their efforts to fight for it. However, in the face of Madara's undead and the player's black tide invasion, they have failed fragile. As if a doomed failure, and a tragic end. However, these nobless are still here at this moment. The fate of this country is as high as the manipulator, as if they can see the final -- victory they determined. Then, like a cold Grim Reaper, they kept their lives under their control and put them into this Fanaticism sacrifice.
The silent life flows like cold blood in these people's bodies.
It's gone.
In return is an icy ending.
No one is responsible.
Players remember that black humor, but what about these high-profile nobless? They just changed a board to continue their game. Each time they are sacred, representing the light or darkness, justice, or the good side, this belief cannot be blasphemed, just like the blood flowing from the noble family, so the -- is beyond doubt.
"How can I tell you the truth ..." Brando sighed one breath with a weary, and he waved: "It's like this Golden Apple in my hands. Of course I know what it does to you, because it's The appearance makes your game even more glorious, it is like a shining weight to make the balance tilt your -- towards you. This is how you imagine. "
"It's a pity that I'm not going to hit you. In any case, your failure is doomed." He replied.
"What did you say?" This time even Buga couldn't help frowning.
"youngster, not everyone can be Stargazer." Lockwood shook his head.
"However, those witchs that were deceived by rumors were tied to the torture rack --" Makarov glanced Brando coldly, adding.
Brando smiled.
Yes, but he happens to be the one who can foresee --. No, he saw their failure. But he wouldn't say that, he just asked, "You don't believe me?"
"Why?" Buga asked simply.
"I remember, in the most glorious era of Aouine. Aouine's Knights held the horn and the flying swallowtail flag -- as the horn blew, the blade of the kingdom went forward. I remember that the battlefield was a sea of flags with golden Corcova embroidered on it Emblem, Golan-Elsen's Emblem, Anlieke's Emblem. I remember the nobles of that era, and also kept their vow -- "Brando laughed:" Remember that vow? "
Everyone is stunned.
"Don't remember?" Brando's eyes were full of scurf: "it doesn't matter, I can read it to you."
"I take the vow of the saints under this sword! I swear to lead my people -- to lead them away from strife and killing, away from the arrogance and greed of the empire noble; I swear to stop repeating this historical cold-blooded error , I will make the nobles of this new kingdom follow the chivalry -- fair and strict, upright and brave, kind and generous, I make this vow, and obey it with my spare time! "
Brando 铿锵 read this passage forcefully, and then looked at a group of people in speechless.
"Remember who made this vow?" he asked softly.
Lockwood, Makarov and Buga glanced at each other, their faces were slightly hot, of course they knew, how could they not know. They just forgot.
"Yes," Brando nodded: "This is the source of all your beliefs, the root of the Aouine noble spirit, your ancestors and wise and benevolent monarchs, the vows of the kingdom's first-generation king The Kind Erik, and his oath under Lion Heart Sword . Do you remember what he said? If one day, Aouine nobles forgets their responsibilities, then this sword comes from there and returns there, no longer blessing this country. "
"Do you remember?"
"You don't remember --"
"That's a pity."
Brando sighed, his eyes turned to the forest.
The afternoon sunlight penetrates between the woodlands. At this moment, the forest of Southern Territory looks like this for the first time peaceful and serene --