The Amber Sword: 162 154th act Grey Sword Saint (this is the second more I will said?)


162 Act 152 Grey Sword Saint (this is the second more I will say?)

The bluffed Winter wolf pack is re-converging in front of Centaur, like a snow wave, they will soon gather together, rushing in, and ruthlessly engulf Watt and his men.

Amandina, Curran, and Quinniel all looked back at that direction at the moment. The same is true for Oerding, not too many Aouine Knight and noble already behind him, but apparently no one can make a sound at this moment.

When did Aouine have the spirit of pursuing such conviction?

Count Oerding subconsciously clenched the sword in his hand.

He turned back, and did n’t know if it was Robertson -- ’s favor, or his luck was so good. The fat man has been holding it until now. -- said, “Count Robertson, the envoy will give it to you.”

"I?" Robertson said for a moment: "Count Oerding, what do you want to do?"

Oerding turned back expressionlessly. For the first time in his eyes, he burned something that has never been seen before. He shook his Commander sword forward and shouted clearly:

"Aouine's Knights --!"

"One day, will you watch your one's own comrades fight alone and die on the battlefield?"

Knights was a little hesitated. They looked at one's own Commander and subconsciously took a deep breath.

"No, we won't."

"Because the banner of the lion is flying high," Oerding shouted, "the past faith has never died," he looked back at all the Knight, "so come with me, you are Aouine's sharp sword --"

Oerding turned around and re-entered the battlefield. Knights shouted ‘with the sword ’s oath’ and responded. The cyan Knight entered wolf pack. They were Aouine's Knight.

Robertson was stunned at that moment. absentmindedly watched this scene without even saying a word of blocking.

Not just him, even Brando was taken aback. However, when he looked at these people, he suddenly felt that his nose was a little bit sour. This is the Aouine's faith. Even if already is deeply decaying and degenerate, the darkness still shines with the desired light.

That's the meaning of so many people fighting for it.

That's why countless players love this land.

Many people wrote this on the forum: We are not strong, but we love it.

Brando suddenly remembered the meaning of the country's name at this moment, because in the past glorious era Eicht named this land as Aouine, that is to allow the meaning of the miracle.

If you don't believe in miracles, then Aouine will not have the meaning of existence.

He suddenly felt that he couldn't say a word, but just swiped the Earth Sword in his hand:

"Lopal, after breaking."

Fireclaw Lizardmen Thane took away the sight from these humans and Centaur, and then it bowed deeply to Brando, for the first time in so many days:

"The true meaning of war is to practice the honor of warrior. As for what fight is of great significance to our Fireclaw clan," Fireclaw Lizardmen Thane said, "But in any case, it is a glorious thing to pursue faith . "

It comes to raises head: "So thank the host for giving us such an opportunity to fight side by side with such a group of people. The Fireclaw clan will not let you down."

Lopal finishes speaking, one move, Fireclaw Lizardmen enters the battlefield.

Brando turned around.

"Let's move on," he said softly to Quinniel. After passing the last wolf pack, they could say that already passed through the first layer of Faithwind Circle, and then it was within Stormwind Circle.

The Forest Elf Boss didn't say a word from beginning to end, but nodded silently.

The team continues to move forward. After crossing the last line of defense of Winter Wolf, the wolf pack in the front finally becomes sparse. After a few small-scale battles in the rest of the time, the remaining people finally passed the Wolf's Pass.

The so-called Wolf's Pass means that the -- of Wolf Disaster crossed the mountain pass formed by two towering peaks of Caranga Mountain Range and entered the inner area of ​​Faithwind Circle.

Within Stormwind Circle.

As long as the next storm wall is crossed, it is truly entered into the core area of ​​Faithwind Circle, and Wolf Disaster will not be generated within Stormwind Circle, but a higher level of monster is lurking.

Here already is not suitable for battalion to promote --. That is to say, the quest / mission of Centaur and Druids is completed at this step.

It's just a team of hundreds of people at the time of departure. Now there are only one or two hundred people left. Even his youngster has lost more than a third. This is still under the joint protection of Curran and Scarlett. The final result.

Of the six youngster team leaders, one team leader died and one was seriously injured. As a result of their battle, this result is not cruel.

Not to mention that more people have also died for this --

Count Oerding, Watt, and those Aouine Knight and Centaur warriors. At this time Brando couldn't help but look back at the mountain stream that had passed by.

In that direction, the light green beam of light flickered in the dark sky, and finally disappeared.

Everything returns to darkness.

Seeing this scene, Brando did not speak, but felt inexplicably lost inside.

Although it has long been known that when facing Wolf Disaster, many people may give their lives, but when all this really happened to them, Brando found that they were not ready.

He thought that after so much, he should already be in stone.

He turned his head and saw that Amandina's bright eyes were looking at himself. Brando was a moment's glance. He didn't know what the Miss Adviser should think of --. Is he disappointed?

In his eyes, Amandina has quite strict requirements on him, or should be expected, the damsel always seems to expect to see him more perfect.

A perfect Thane?

But Brando thinks that he may never be able to do this. He is him. In addition to perhaps having one or another greedless desire in his heart, he can be said to be an ordinary person.

Compared to those who have nothing to do, master every step under the control of one's own, maybe he looks more like a lucky guy forget it/that's all.

Even in the past, he is not the best player, nor is he the strongest warrior, isn't that so?

Brando blinked and sighed one breath.

But the damsel seemed to be keenly aware of what he was thinking. She looked at him and said softly: "I think there are some things that don't have a correct answer, Lord Thane."

"Eh?" Brando froze slightly. He looked at Amandina, which was not like what the damsel would say.

"I used to demand myself," Amandina just smiled slightly. -- smiled at Brando -- her Lord Thane. "But I think if you do n’t regret something forever, you will feel it. Terrible. "

"Because people cannot escape one's own feelings anyway, I think this Correct person's Attributes," she smiled, "but because Correct is dissatisfied with one's own in this way or another, we will let us surpass ourselves ..."

"So I will feel more at ease by following such a real Lord Thane."

"You ..." Brando blushed: "Know what I think?"

noble Young Lady put his hands behind his back and nodded gently to him: "After all, Lord Thane and us are actually a humanoid."

Brando coughed, he turned his head, and saw Quinniel nodded to him not far away.

"Mr. Brando," Forest Elf Boss said, "Life is precious, so this kind of effort is worthy of respect."

Brando raises head, seeing the beams of light flashing in the mountains, said suddenly, "Here, there are so many people with the flame of civilization in their hands. But how many people really fight for justice. "

He looked at Quinniel: "In the final analysis, I and your alliance are just to use your power forget it/that's all."

"The real people who are pure spirit / mind are not existence, Mr. Brando," Quinniel, while guarding the surrounding forests, replied, "How do I ask you a question?"

"What's the problem?"

"Mr. Brando, if you achieve the purpose of one's own, and you pay only a small price, you can make the results better. -- For example, would you do that to save Green Tower --?"

"Why not?" Brando asked.

Quinniel turned back, smiled slightly, and said in ethereal elf: "So, don't you understand, Mr. Brando? Kindness is in your heart, and you don't need to speak up, but already is the most precious thing in the world. "

"So I said isn't that so. If it is Mr. Brando, I think I can be an ally of the people in the forest."

Brando for a moment, he breathed in, then nodded.

"But," Scarlett, who has not spoken at this time, asked quietly, "Most people think so, don't they, if it is effortless ..."

The older elf looked back at her and waited for a while before she said, "How can there be a civilized world without the wishes of most people?"

"What ... meaning?" red haired girl puzzled.

"... If there is no good expectation, we will not speak, no language, and no need to communicate," Quinniel replied, he raises head, it seems suddenly remembered Watt -- and already side by side for many years, although Often joking with each other who would take a step forward -- but did not expect that this day would come so suddenly.

Forest Elf gently breathed in: "Without communication between spirit / mind, how is a person different from a beast?"

Scarlett for a while.

The others are silent.

But at this time Correct, a clear voice came out in the nearby forest: "The difference between man and beast is that they are afraid of fire, and we yearn for light."

"Fire of Civilization is burning in the wilderness, illuminating not only chaos but also the human heart."

"Just for thousands of years, descendant of Flame King seems to have forgotten this."

With such a voice, a man with a two-handed sword that was almost taller than a man slowly walked out of the forest. He stopped in front of the Brando group and raises head looked at them.

The man raises head looked at everyone. Those strange grey eyes seemed dim and dull, but it made everyone's heart beat, and there was a feeling of being locked by the other party's air machine at the same time.

Who is this guy?

Curran, Scarlett, and Quinniel raised their weapons at the same time. Suddenly, a strong man appeared in the wilderness and stopped in front of him. It looked like an enemy and a friend.

But at this moment only Brando is motionless.

Because he almost looked at this guy with incredible face.

Grey Sword Saint, Mephisto.

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(***: Chapter 2, Your Excellency Grey Sword Saint! Ask for a ticket ~)


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