The Amber Sword: Act 502 a ray of hope IV

"Martha above, Pamid, I'm going to be a father!" Borg – Nesson waved the letter in his hands excitedly, and told his one's own colleagues.

“Oh, right? "There was a smile on the serious Knight's old-fashioned face, and the light brown pupil stared at the one's own companion:" Then I must congratulate you well. " "

"That's natural."

Borg – Nesson came to sit next to his colleagues, and watched the vast Neesund Forest under the twilight with their one's own companions. In the sunset, a bronze-soaked lime tree stood on the treetop floor, and a star crow was umbrella The treetop made a nest to go back and forth -- stopped occasionally, round black eyes staring at these two uninvited guests.

“It ’s so beautiful, Aouine, it ’s not enough anyway, this is our country.”

"It is indeed more comfortable to return to Aouine." Knight replied.

With the sound of a crow, the flocks 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. Knight turned back and reminded others 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, the poor old Pamid must be in a hurry! How about any lucky girl? ? "

Knight glanced at him with Furui ’s eyes: "Did you not say that, I will not consider this matter until I have found out the truth."

Borg – Nesson's eyes widened: "You're ashamed of us to say that. You know that everyone is just a solo guy. As for me, --, I not only have a beautiful and kind wife, but I might even have a daughter now. I have it too, are you looking down on us? "

"You're different," Knight replied, "You had a already marriage contract before you left Aouine. I don't have so many constraints."

"That's not a constraint." Borg – Nesson did not correct the misconceptions of his colleagues.

Knight shrugged.

Borg – Nesson was silent for a moment and became serious: "But have you thought about it, Pamid, we have made little progress in the past ten years. The matter that the Marshal Lord let us investigate privately is by no means simple, you must think about it Compared to War of the Holy Saints already, a thousand years have passed. Even if Mother Marsha really leaves us any clues, it may have been worn away by time. Didn't you find out, we will not be able to do it after we return to Aouine. "

"If what Her Highness the Princess sees is true, no matter how difficult it is, someone must stick to it, isn't it?" Knight extend the hand came and grabbed the distance: "For the beauty can continue existence, for everyone tomorrow not As meaningless, everything is to change that established destiny.

"Can mortals really change anything, isn't Mother Marsha joking?" Borg – Nesson smiled bitterly: "Did you not find out that Her Highness the Princess does not seem to believe this? In fact, I think it is more reliable to join Silver Lineage. "

"Her Highness the Princess may have other ideas. You should also notice that already, she is a very opinionated person, and now is the emperor of Kirrlutz Empire. Maybe in her opinion, the decisions about the past are indeed hasty, even if it is Mother Marsha, she also dares to question. "Knight replied.

"But we are different," Borg – Nesson shook his head: "We must believe in the judgment of Marshal."

"Do you believe it?"

"Of course," he replied without hesitation, "adult never missed it."

"Adult already has descendant," Knight replied, "I was born in Bruglas two years ago and is his grandson."

"Haha, then I must ask the adult to assign my daughter to this kid. According to the agreement, he is the next heir of the Cardillos family, Ah––, and he will be a genius."

Knight shook his head.

But he is happy to see the subject away.

"Tell me what's the matter," Borg – Nesson sees his colleagues at one's own are not very upset, knowing what he thinks in his heart, changed a topic and said, "Don't you find it strange?"

"There is something strange," Knight replied.

"Yes, our investigation started in the Alkesh region at the earliest. The investigation was initially limited to Kirrlutz, but why did all the clues point to Aouine at the end? A thousand years ago, it was not enough here A piece of wilderness land isn't that so? "

"But maybe in earlier times, there was a footprint of civilization here. Have you been to Faithwind Circle?"

"You mean Druids?"

"Maybe earlier."

Borg – Nesson frowned: "That doesn't explain another question, why all the clues here are like broken, we clearly know that Flame King let First King Eicht come to this land with Yanguang Holy Sword, but about What happened 700 years ago is like a legend, there is no written record at all. "

"Maybe there is, but it's not in our hands."

"What do you mean?"

Knight refers to the following: "Demonic Cultist."

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

"It's no coincidence," Knight replied, "I called up the Holy Cathedral dossier and found that they are much more active in Aouine's than we thought."

"so what?"

"Do you remember where we were 15 years ago?"

Borg – Nesson Viscount's face changed.

He seems to remember that nightmare, endless hunting, walking on the edge of death, poisoning, framing, various conspiracy tricks, and doing everything. That nightmare happened at Kirrlutz, I'm afraid it was one of the most reluctant experiences in his life.

"You mean East Metz?"

"Tree Shepherds has a well-established organization branch there, which is extremely rare in other places. I have carefully checked the local history of the Metz area for thirty years and found that there are Demonic Cultist activities and Aouine. Very similar. "

"What does this mean?"

"Do you remember what they were looking for?"

"You mean those weird stone tablets?"

"That stone tablet was streamed from Alkesh. The specific time was thirty years ago."

Borg – Nesson seems to have been pricked with a foot: "Why didn't you say that earlier? could it be that still had someone bring something else out of Holy Cathedral, and others have entered the underground Holy Cathedral. Except for us, but this How is that possible? "

Knight does not answer this question.

Borg – Nesson grabbed her hair: "Why didn't you tell Her Highness the Princess at that time, maybe that stone tablet would not be taken away by Tree Shepherds one step ahead of time. Now those guys might flee north to Faanzan, what should we do? "

"You haven't thought about why Tree Shepherds can still get the news one step ahead in that situation. Only me, you and Her Highness the Princess know about the action?" Knight asked.

"Do you doubt Her Highness the Princess?"

"I suspect the black dragons around her."

Borg – Nesson is silent: "Do you think those stone tablet will be clues?"

"It's just a possibility." Knight replied: "Moreover, those stone tablets are not existence alone. Metz should have another one, and the rest is in Aouine."

"At Aouine?" Borg – Nesson screamed in a low voice: "How do you know this?"

"Demonic Cultist told me myself, did I stop talking?"

Borg – Nesson frowned: "It is clear to me that there are two stone tablets in Metz. The arrested Tree Shepherds also acknowledged this. But Aouine is just your guess. It is confirmed by the frequency of Demonic Cultist activities Is this too sloppy? "

"Did the clues we investigated also point to Aouine?"

Borg – Nesson is silent.

"This is not good news, this time there is no Her Highness the Princess behind us."

"It's better to have bad news than no news."

"But this time we are more prepared than last time."

"Well, let's imagine, that is to say, from the First King Eicht era, it is not surprising that they followed Yanguang Holy Sword and came to --. After all, these people themselves are the deaths of Dragon of Twilight. But the problem is," Borg – Nesson said, "What shall we do?"

"It's very simple, since Demonic Cultist spends more time than us, then we will find clues from them." 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 the Marshal's servants, Knight and student, be afraid of danger?" Borg – Nesson replied, "I see that your approach works. How about we divide the work now?"

"How to divide the work?"

Borg – Nesson Viscount continued: "The Demonic Cultist activities in Aouine are mainly Origin Association and Tree Shepherds, and the two organizations are opposed to each other, so we had better investigate them separately. I have a preliminary idea, Origin Association gave it to you, Tree Shepherds to me -- "

Coming from Knight raises head, I silently glanced at my one's own companion: "Borg, although Origin Association is better at camouflage, Tree Shepherds is much more organized, according to our strength --"

"Stop and stop," Borg – Nesson quickly interrupted him: "I am an adult's student, you have to let me do it once, right?"

Knight was silent for a moment and nodded.

Aouine's is setting sun, slowly sinking under Grahár Mountain Ranges, and darkness gradually engulfes the earth.

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

Lion Heart Holy Sword was born in the age of First King Eicht.

After seven hundred years, this sword was once again held in the hands of Lion Heart King descendant --

Amandina stared silently at the sword in his hand.

Since this Holy Sword can no longer carry the ideal to bring light to this kingdom, at least it cannot let its power be in the hands of the Sasaarland people and lead this ancient kingdom to destruction.

It was born of the sages and 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 from Sifah and died from Sifah.

She held the sword and decided to fulfill this promise with this ancient surname.

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

raises head came, his bright eyes seemed like a sword light, straight to the despicable traitor.

Makarov subconsciously retreat took a step.

"What are you doing!?"

"Let it go!"

Warlock Sadr already realized it was wrong.

Suddenly, he struck out from the position of one's own, and his hands were as pale as claws, and 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 already is integrated into the bloodline of the Sifah family.

In the dark pupils of Miss Adviser, the hands of time are slowing down.

She saw the traitor's wide eyes, the muscles on her face ranged from slack to tense, and then slowly opened her mouth to reveal the details of the teeth -- each. His hands were like a dying old man Lift it up slowly, blocking your chest a little, this simple movement has gone through a century.

And Warlock Sadr spreads five fingers, and the lightning extends from his fingertips a little, it is not like fast light, but more like overturned paint, purple and silver mixed together slowly penetrate the canvas, an inch Move forward an inch.

The whole world seems to freeze.

Amandina saw that the chair knocked down by Warlock seemed to be suspended in mid-air, and all four chair feet left the ground, and slowly tilted in mid-air. A book called "Manovale Botany" was lifted off the table, and fell to the ground with a visible trajectory, the process was slow to the extreme.

She lowered her sword behind her.

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

Makarov didn't respond at all.

Warlock Sadr's mouth was closed together, but suddenly stopped, the fury on his face turned into a little shock, and the movement of his hand also stopped. A bright incandescent line reflected in the eyes of --, and He passed by.

Makarov 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.

Unbroken through Makarov's chest --

Time returns to normal flow.

Warlock Sadr turned back, just watching the pure and flawless Jian Guang in front of him, and cut open Makarov. The traitor didn't even have time to mourn. The expression of terror, unwillingness, pain and regret was fixed at the last moment, then melted in a white flame.

Some people had the opportunity to be famous forever and become another person remembered by Aouine.

But he chose another path.

This path leads to its final demise in flames.

Lion Heart Sword penetrated the royalist traitor, moved on, and hit a metal astrometer on the desk.

In Warlock Sadr's furious eyes, this Aouinian's Holy Sword is like a fragile glass, sword edge is broken off and turned into countless fine fragments, flying 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 Dragon of Twilight in front of him, and stared at him with a sneer.

Behind it is the destruction of Sasaarland people.

And the end of the world.

"No!" Warlock Sadr screamed again in pain. He didn't understand why a Holy Sword could break so easily.

The power of Silver Lineage, this time can no longer save him anything.

Lion Heart Holy Sword does hide an unknown secret.

But that is a legend only known to descendant members of the Sifah family.

Purple lightning hit Amandina -- in at the same time

Almost a moment, the power of the sage shreds the body of the girl mortal.

That's a story about faith and dignity.

Although weak.

But destined not to be at the mercy of fate.

Whatever you pay for it.

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

Ning is jade broken, not waquan --

Amandina closed her eyes.

But death has not come for a long time.

She heard a gentle voice in her heart, and she was sleeping in chant:

"Annie, you are grown up."

Within the room.

Warlock Sadr looked at the scattered pieces of Holy Sword in shock, gathered together with each other, surrounded by a human girl with an invisible force; and his power, all the elements in this room and the power of Laws , All swept away by this invisible force.

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

coldly looked at him.

It looks like a dead person.

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