The Amber Sword: Act 461 Last Words II

Brando silently closed Sina back to her sheath. After thinking about it, she wanted to feel Minteye immediately. If Oberbeck is really unreliable already, then White Reed upperclasswoman is undoubtedly in danger at the moment.

But he kept pressing one's own impulse.

Brando understands that this is not the time for self-rebellion. In order to win the battle of Trentheim, the rear must absolutely maintain Stability.

He turned back and looked at the youngster.

The youngster noticed the calm gaze of Brando, and could not help but subconsciously.

"What else do you want to say?"

Brando looked at him and asked calmly.

"Wait, you can't kill me" youngster screamed, "I'm the son of Sarde Barbarossa!"

"It wasn't me who killed you, but all the crimes you committed," Brando replied as if he hadn't heard him, "say last words, look on the face of Mother Marsha."

"No, I didn't do anything wrong!" Realizing that the mortal in front of me wasn't playing around, youngster finally panicked: "I'm a Buga person, my father can say nothing about the war in Aouine, etc. , Don't you understand yet? "

youngster suddenly shut his mouth.

Brando put his slightly cold hand on his forehead.

"You, you killed me, there is no chance that this war will end ..."

"From the moment you damage Aouinian, there is no possibility that this war will be settled," Brando replied calmly, "I sentenced on the charge of murdering the royal family member, Aouine's noble, Thane of Trentheim gave me this sacred judgment , Under the witness of Marsha, I announce that you will be sentenced to death. "

youngster looked with infinite fear in his eyes, and he struggled violently, but with a bang, his back suddenly burst open, and the red and white scattered.

youngster's body twitched and fell on his back.

There is nothing in the square. Everyone absentmindedly watched this scene. Although the previous Brando also killed seven or eight Buga people, the shock was far less than the current scene. It was a public declaration of war against Buga people Sasaarland people.

Brando looks back. Every pair of eyes in the square were staring at him.

He sighed one breath, raised his hand, and as he moved, the crowd was tumultuous, one hand. Two hands, more fists raised.

"Trentheim!"

I don't know who shouted.

Then more voices started.

"Lord Thane!"

People waving their fists, Fanaticism shouted the territory and his name.

Brando watched all this silently, but he squeezed his hands and made everyone quiet again.

"I'm not a Trentheim person."

After a moment of silence, Brando opened his mouth. His first words made the square quiet again. People gradually put down their hands and looked at their Lord Thane questioningly.

What does Lord Thane want to say?

Brando's also looks at his people. Although he has never devoted much energy to the territory, everything about Trentheim is now mostly due to Romaine and Amandina.

Although Miss merchant is trapped at the other end of the world wall. Miss Adviser and Her Highness the Princess were also trapped in Radnor, with no audio.

But Brando's heart is not dark.

Aouine is not just a hero. It is the efforts of many people to create today's scene, although some of them may never see it all again. It is like His Highness Levine · Orneson, as if sleeping forever in the defense of Aouine Heroes.

Although many people are trapped in the quagmire, fighting and fighting against the difficulties of today and tomorrow.

He continued, his voice was calm and calm, but it was enough to spread throughout the square:

"I am not an Elson, I have Highland Knight blood flowing in my body."

"I'm not a Katrieg person, because I grew up in the mountains of Bucce's."

"But I am an Aouinian."

He reached out to everyone.

"You guys too."

"You should not be proud of Trentheim alone. You should be proud of Aouine, because without this ancient kingdom, Trentheim is nothing."

"This is a land where heroes grow. Everything you have today. It's all the efforts people have made in the past."

"And everything in the future Aouine depends on our current efforts."

"Is royalist and Aouine the past nobles gave you everything?"

Brando shook his head.

"Proud Aouinian, why do you let others decide the fate of the kingdom? This is not a ridiculous court battle, but the road to the kingdom's revival."

He looked at the everyone on the square with a calm and far-sighted look, and said to them:

"Aouinian. Go, revive this kingdom, it will no longer belong to those short-sighted noble and Thanes who colluded with foreign enemies. This is a war that belongs to you everyone, when your foot is on this On the ground, the deep pride drives you to fight. When you understand that this is the war of Aouinian, not the ridiculous fight between noble, the honor will belong to your everyone. "

"And glory," Brando replied softly: "It belongs to our motherland."

He raised his right hand.

"Aouine!"

The everyone on the square is full of tears.

They shouted loudly, as if they were about to devote themselves to this sacred war. What kind of Fire Seed was lit in the darkness, sparkling in people's hearts.

Roulind watched this scene deeply. It was a recurring scene in his dream, a brilliant banner, the battle of his parents, and Aouine in that dream.

Little Mantoro was so excited that he couldn't help himself, he said aloud: "Please let me follow you, Lord Thane, I will go to the Minteye collar immediately."

Brando only glanced at them.

"Go to Valhalla, there is everything you want."

In the hotel, Heinz and swordswoman Claudia snorted and panted on the floor, and the Knight in the black armor receded long ago. They quietly listened to the thunderous thunder on the square.

Heinz turned his head back suddenly, but noticed that swordswoman's faint gaze was staring at himself, his dark eyes were full of emotion.

He extend the hand, buckled the slim five fingers of swordswoman.

"Marry me, Ms. Claudia, I will marry you anyway."

Heinz breathed in, said softly.

"But we only met once, Mr. noble, besides, I'm just a mercenary."

"Does that matter?"

The eyes of the two are silently intertwined.

Then kissed together.

...

"Martha above, the guys of Kanaech did not lie to us, there really is a World Tree here!"

A wizard can't help but exclaim.

Seven or eight gray robes wizard are standing in the bushes of winter in the winter, and they all stare in amazement at the spectacular sight in the valley not far: towering giant trees stand in the valley, it is So huge and slender, the flourishing branches are even more upright than the mountains. The hills of Shavrund are just shallow mounds under its roots.

A city is looming under the huge roots of giant trees. A surrounding tall city wall, towers and fortresses, streets and buildings, patches of red and green roofs, the avenues leading to the hills are like spider webs, and they are all directions. The radiation came.

"Burning heaven." An wizard shook his head: "I really don't know what the Druid of World Circle thinks, how can such a thing be given to mortals, look at their city, it's ridiculous."

"The same is true for Magic Defense, it will be broken at the first poke," the other answered.

"Those mortals also call this the final fortress. It's a pitiful guy. Their knowledge is limited to those house-like wars between mortals."

"At least it's pretty good here, this is the border of civilization, and even units like Wyvern Knight can hardly be sent out in this small kingdom."

"That stuff is not as good as the gray Gargoyle that Kanaech people eliminated a few years ago."

Pity was on everyone's face.

"Okay, put away your sense of superiority." Started for Head Wizard: "We are not here to despise mortals, they are not born humble, no matter who our opponents are, we are only loyal to the mission, nothing more. "

wizard packs up their emotions one after another, Silver Lineage is indeed born with pride, and does not need foreign objects to modify it. They understand one's own's ridicule, but rarely take it seriously.

The pride from bloodline is far more convincing than the achievements of the day after tomorrow. After all, Buga people do not need to compare with mortals to show that one's own is extraordinary.

Except for a few people

"But it's really too big here," said an wizard frowning. "We don't have time to scan it here."

Although they have an option to completely destroy the city with Chord Magic, they can also achieve the purpose, but after all, this is a civilized world, and their enemies are not Barbarian Tribe, killing tens of thousands of commoner with spell, subconsciously in wizards ’s mind is ruled out This option.

"Like us, people are proud to be close to the sky, so they build religious buildings high and large." Replied for Head Wizard: "We started searching from top to bottom, and I saw the treetop layer There is a square in it, obviously there is nothing insignificant. "

"How do we get over and fly directly?"

"No, are you crazy," the other countered: "That's too conspicuous."

As Head Wizard also shook his head, he stared at the side of treetop, where the huge branches growing like bridges, a spherical hollow formed naturally in treetop, and there were countless silver floating battleship in it.

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