The Amber Sword: Act 247 The Veil of Time X

As if it was yesterday, the deepest nightmare in the dream is the abyss where she would rather drop dead! than come again. Alas,

But at this moment, she was shown in front of her.

The pain has crisscrossed the heart of the young Princess. Even after decades of reconciliation, it is difficult to bridge the heart of the old already queen.

The endless gray field has only a monotonous color. The air is cold and acrid. The sky is filled with gray snow, but when it falls on the hands, it is found that it is all thin dust.

There is no margin, gray dust, falling from the sky, falling to the ground, covering everything, thick gray soil, straight into the knee.

There are some trees in the distance, which are also grey, and have not approached yet, so already is transformed into flying ash. This monotonous single color outlines the outline of this world, and there is no sound or vitality around it.

The Silver Queen walked forward absently, one foot deep and one foot shallow, like a puppet, trekking along the endless plain. Her eyes were empty, she already knew what she would see, but she couldn't stop herself from moving forward. .

Occasionally, a rumbling sound comes from the thick dark clouds. A blood-red electric light passes through the clouds and winds along the clouds toward the distance, thereby lighting up the undulating mountains.

This is the only evidence of the passage of time in this world.

I do n’t know how long she ’s been away. The world is always empty until she sees the shadows of some tall hills. They are the bodies of giant beasts, some like giants and some like dragons. The surface is covered with thick Dust, motionless.

Some may still maintain the attitude of life, as if experiencing a tragic disaster, consolidating the last moment of its life at the end of time, but it has long been silent.

A mountain range appeared in front of her.

It lies there quietly ...

Like a Colossal Dragon, the whole body is made of cold metal. But the surface of this metal is transparent and glowing, and it is covered with a grid of crystal.

She froze slightly.

But I couldn't help but gently stroke my hand.

The cold touch, there is no organic matter on the surface, but the huge body responds to the sorrowful death Aura and suffocating sadness, and tears can't help falling down, she whimpes like an injured beast .

Colossal Dragon's head lies flat on the ground. Quietly, eyes closed, two pairs of three pairs of horns were broken, their wings hang down, covering the area of ​​a hundred miles.

There is no sound or vocabulary to describe the scene at this moment, but The Silver Queen understands from the first moment that it is already dead.

Like a Twilight's shrine who will sleep forever.

She was so sad that she couldn't restrain herself, as if a sharp blade was inserted in her heart. Can't help crying.

Sixty years ago, she was crying here like a helpless child.

Because all hope is lost.

The name of this Colossal Dragon is Bahamut.

It is the King of Dragons, Platinum Dragon God, a symbol of human courage and hope, and it has sheltered Vaunde for tens of thousands of years.

But it is dead

No sound.

With tears and scars, The Silver Queen finally stopped the tears, and she coldly bit her lower lip. Bypassed this corpse mountain, bypassed the Colossal Dragon huge head.

She silently moved along the cold jaw of Bahamut. Then a scene of tragic and desperate Judgment Day appeared in front of her so without warning:

She trembled, holding back watching the scene.

The deepest level of fear rising in her heart, she panted, and couldn't help supporting the body of Bahamut.

That's a battlefield

Hundreds of millions of corpses are scattered throughout, huge Crystalline, dying Colossal Dragon. Heroic human Knight, Griffin skeleton, giant worm, elf, dwarf. Each maintained their last posture during their lifetimes, standing still on this battlefield.

Quiet, as cold as ever.

Then she saw Dragon of War Tiamat, saw crystal and Alvos, saw pale blue, and saw many gods.

They are all dead.

These great existences have disappeared with the whole world.

In the dark and inanimate air, the elements are floating wildly, like a bunch of escaping currents, struggling in the wilderness, and the Laws that bound them is long gone.

The foundation on which civilization and order are maintained is dead.

She walked indifferently until an Knight came into her sight.

In the center of the body of the four kings of elements, Knight holds spear and stands proudly. The cyan spear in her hand is like an emerald, lighting up the bright color of the world the only.

The gun was broken in half, and Knight's heartbeat was silent for a long time.

She died too.

The still young and immature face was full of serenity and firmness, but it deeply stabbed The Silver Queen's heart, just like she knelt down in front of this Knight sixty years ago.

She has only endless sadness in her heart. No matter how she struggles, in the end, she can't change history.

The world has slipped into the same trajectory as she saw sixty years ago.

She failed.

Vulnerable to help.

She suddenly felt how ridiculous she was.

I thought I saw everything, but in the end it was foolish.

It turns out that this is the sadness of the world. At the moment the curtain fell, no one can break free. They are like puppets on the stage, and their fate has never been mastered in their own hands.

She looked ahead silently.

There is the end of the world. Lonely cliffs stand in the void. Lightning is intertwined in the sea of ​​chaos. Elements are falling apart. The cornerstones of the world are falling off and collapsing into the rolling clouds.

Whimpering shrill cry came from the chaos, far from the sky, a giant beast in its mid rank, its spine traversing the void, like a mountain range soaring into the clouds, The Silver Queen absentmindedly watching this terrible creature turn Over the body, giant fins almost swept the world.

That is Leviathan, the first beast in the chaos.

"Mother Marsha ... why?" The Silver Queen murmured suddenly.

"At the end of time, this is the inevitable end of our world, sorry, my people." A gentle voice touched between her spirit / mind.

"But ... I tried my best to change already, why ..."

"Because the price is too heavy for us, we will hope to put it into the hands of Black Iron races. There is no power to come again"

"But I tried to correct that error!"

"If you can ..."

"No, my already failed," she shook her head in pain: "Mother Marsha, sorry, everybody stole your authority, but I can't return it to your hands ..."

"Mortal has stolen my authority. But you may choose another way for our world."

"But my already failed ..."

She suddenly froze.

Speaking a little stupidly: "Mother Marsha?"

"Mortal has stolen my authority, but you may be able to choose another path for our world."

The gentle voice repeated.

"Mortal has stolen my authority, but you may be able to choose another way for our world."

"Mortal has stolen my authority, but you may be able to choose another path for our world."

The Silver Queen seemed to be struck by a flash of lightning, her face quickly lost her blood, she shivered, draw back went, and then she hit a soft body.

She turned around suddenly and saw Dragon Queen Gwendolyn appear in front of one's own.

"You haven't failed yet. My Majesty." The voice of the latter is soft and abnormal, and coincides with the voice of the former.

Gwendolyn looked at her subtly, with a slight smile.

The Silver Queen opened her mouth, and her silver eyes showed deep fear.

"Why."

The latter stretched out her hands, gently held her face, and gently smiled at her: "How simple and kind you are, your spirit / mind is immaculate, Her Highness the Princess. No one is more suitable than you for Carry that Will. "

Gwendolyn lowers her head and kisses gently on her forehead.

"Good night. My baby."

The Silver Queen lost his eyes, leaving only endless regrets in his heart.

Darkness spreads in her vision

"Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty!"

"What's wrong with your Majesty!"

The entire White Rose Garden boiled for a moment. Everyone found the anomaly of The Silver Queen in immediately. The order between noble seemed to be immediately chaotic. Everyone was panicking toward the center of the courtyard.

The Silver Queen is in everyone's gaze and falls down on his back

She stared blankly at the sky. Blood was pouring from her eyes, her nostrils, her ears and her mouth, and a hollow in her eyes revealed the sorrow of the dying.

Until one of the crowd walks out slowly. Come to this Empire's supreme one.

At that moment, everyone was silent, and they were not free to make way for this person.

"Your Majesty!"

The Silver Queen recognized this voice. In her girlhood, this voice used to be one of the most majestic voices above Chaotang. It is unquestionably calming.

More importantly, it maintains her only memory with her father Granto Great Emperor.

It was an empire sixty years ago, shining and warm.

The empire of that era had two voices, as if the two voice masters were still existence in the empire, then the country would continue to be stable and strong.

"Nederhoven ... Master."

At that moment, Her Majesty remembered a lot, and even recalled the past in St. Cantipei's Palace. Her memory of each learning under the supervision of severe teachers, the history of the empire, the glory of the royal family, the faith of the people, one by one Inscribed in her heart.

Your Majesty's queen smiled slightly, but already was so weak that she could barely show such a look.

"I was wrong ... sorry, I lived up to my father's expectations."

The old Nederhoven pursed his lips and couldn't even say a word.

He witnessed the growth of this Her Highness the Princess, and watched her proud of being an empire. She is the best queen of Kirrlutzian and the most glorious and proud Her Highness the Princess in countless eyes.

He watched her ascend to the throne again, watched the empire thrive under her rule, and looked back suddenly. The gentle and alert Her Highness the Princess seemed to be existence in yesterday's memory.

She was sitting next to an arch window of St. Cantipei's Palace, and the bright sunlight in the afternoon passed through the dust floating up and down and fell quietly on her lap.

Her eyes are bright and clear, listening carefully to the detailed and trivial history and knowledge.

"Teacher, I hope that Four Holy Cathedrals will return to the era of glory. In the more distant future, we will open up a wider territory"

"Maybe the civil war between civilizations will also disappear. I always have to prove that the four saints did everything right"

"Someday, once we succeed, people will not be confused anymore."

Old Nederhoven suddenly felt that there was one more person around him and turned around. It was found that it was Great Sage Vala, and the expression on the face of the old man was equally serious. Then he remembered that Her Highness the Princess was also the other's student.

The Silver Queen is quiet.

I feel like existence of Vala.

But she didn't speak.

Listen carefully to the wind of this age.

Maybe this is already for her last time.

It was a long time before she said weakly:

"... I have something to say to Count of Tonigel."

Old Nederhoven and Vala turned around at the same time, looking at Brando in the White Rose Garden, which was soothing Scarlett. Feeling the eyes of the two could not help but frowned.

In his opinion, The Silver Queen is self-sustaining, not to mention he is not willing to get into trouble at this time, but at this moment he read out the plea from the eyes of the two old men.

The prime minister is okay, but Vala has helped him at critical moments after all, and the other party's request cannot be rejected.

He patted Scarlett's shoulder lightly, and came to Her Majesty the Queen.

When I saw the Queen again. He was slightly surprised.

I didn't expect that the Dragon Queen adult make a move was so decisive that Her Majesty the Queen, who was once impossible, was so weak that she could barely say a complete word. The dazzling glory of revealed in that girl's eyes, apparently passed away.

Your Majesty looked at him indefinitely.

It seems like another person's shadow should be seen from him.

Brando could not bear at heart, he asked, "Is it Dragon Queen, Your Majesty? Where is that woman?"

The Silver Queen shook her head weakly, she trembled extend the hand, Brando felt helpless. Faced with Her Majesty's appearance like this, he found that he couldn't stand his heart, and could only lower his head silently.

Only in this way can The Silver Queen's hand reach his cheek, and that slender fingertip gently strokes this face, gradually overlapping with the impression in her heart.

She opened her mouth. I said with some difficulty: "Take care of Romaine ..."

This sentence was like a lightning strike into Brando's's heart. The cold hair on his body stood upright for a moment, and he stared at Her Majesty's frail Queen, wondering why the other person said such a sentence.

But The Silver Queen did not answer his question.

She slowly retracts her right hand, removes a ring from one's own's fingers, and presses the ring against his chest.

On that ring is the emblem of the supremacy of the Empire.

"... tell your grandfather that I love him."

Never regret it

This is not what a supreme one should say, but at this moment no one came out to blame.

Only the old prime minister, Nederhoven, stared at the action of The Silver Queen in a stunned state: "Your Majesty, you can't"

"You don't understand ... Lord Prime Minister." The Silver Queen interrupted him softly: "The mortal authority, already is gone, our world ... needs a hope ..."

"And I ..."

"I must make up for my fault ..."

After a while.

The ring slipped off her hand.

Her Majesty's hand dropped gently.

She closed her eyes.

The dense and beautiful eyelash never moves.

In the darkness, she finally remembered how it all changed.

...

"Darus, you must send the baby girl away, if necessary, kill her, hurry up, I ... I'm afraid I will will regret it."

"I will took her away, but Her Highness the Princess, your physical condition made me worry. What happened to you?"

She just smiled slightly.

"I am your Knight, you must answer my question." The voice said angrily: "Ms. Gwendolyn, what is going on here?"

"Mr. Darus, Her Highness the Princess is right. Buga and Colossal Dragon will arrive soon. We must arrange everything before that."

"Maybe so, but if you can't answer the question in my heart, you will see my stubbornness."

Dragon Queen sighed.

"The strength of that baby girl is beyond our imagination. In order to save the life of Her Highness the Princess, I divided her soul into two and sealed her 'existence' with her good personality. How long will it work ... "

"Sir, you better have to be mentally prepared. Her Highness the Princess may change his temperament in the future. I have tried my best already ..."

"It's better to do this"

"Then Buga people ..."

Gwendolyn's voice went down, as if all the voices started to become subtle, like an angel whispering in her ear.

Before the eternal darkness came, she seemed to see a shining Holy Sword.

She knows.

The sword is called amber.

is a sword that changes the fate of the entire world.

...

(ps: There was a bug in yesterday's article, mainly due to the modification of the previous article and the omission of a manuscript. To clarify here, the mountain people Prince already is grayed out.

Second, it is about the next volume. The next volume is the sixth and final volume of amber. It is tentatively named the throne of the final concubine. Amber has been written to this day and lasted five years. The plot It's more than half, and has entered the final stage. The original intention of writing this book is to incorporate the yearning for idealism, so I often hear the discussion saying that this book is too idealistic, but I think the pursuit of idealism may also be Correct humanity. One of the reasons for being noble.

Back in history, for thousands of years, no matter the truth is right or wrong that humans are pursuing, even if the process is absurd and unbearable, but the driving force that drives them to search for 'correctness' has always pushed our world towards civilization and Order advances.

Even if there has been a retrogression for a while, we can always face the flash of humanity and make it out of our obscurity.

Maybe ** is indeed ugly by birth, but at least we know how to introspect (to be continued ...)