The Amber Sword: Act 223 Revenge Oath

In the hall, a four Level 17 staircase connects the terrace and the hall. The red carpet is laid up and down. The portrait of the wicked Edward of the seventeenth high priest of Dead Moon Holy Cathedral hangs on the aisle. The image is thin, holding a cane.

Brando and Freya are on the terrace and one is in the hall. They look at each other through the length of the stairs.

Freya took a deep breath, she seems to have a dream. This dream starts from Bucce, to Rydenburg, to Bruglas, to Royal Knight Academy, to Ampere Searl, to Radnor, to the battlefield of Manowell, and to this place. The scene changed until now: "Brando, am I dreaming? I stand here, here is the capital of Madara's, have you really done it? As you promised us, Bucce already returned to Aouine, the village was rebuilt, and everyone returned In our homeland, we followed the road that escaped that day and returned to the embrace of Usson mountains. Is that nightmare about Madara's really over? "

Brando looked down at the young girl who tied her light brown long hair into a bunch behind her head. The long ponytail was cut short by her after the Ampere Searl war, leaving only the shoulder-length part, cut The long hair that was gone entrusted with grief for his comrades-in-arms was placed on the white tomb of the holy city, together with the Aouine lily of Wither.

Freya's eyes are brighter, more confident, and more determined than that era. They are like sparkling brown gemstones. A pair of eyebrow filled with British spirits are lifted up. He remembered the deepest tiredness.

She is wearing a well-tailored Knight suit, a dark blue top jacket, snow-white breeches, a black pine medal and Candlelight Medal on her chest, and a tufted fluff hangs from her shoulders. That is to commemorate the glory of the Ampere Searl World War I, a symbol of the White Lion Legion veteran.

Aouine's Valkyrie stands straight. Although the wind is dusty, the sabre, belt, armor, and accessories are all new and clean. Only the boots are stained with some dust, which is the ashes of the city. When she dismounted, she inevitably crossed several ashes.

After two years of war and experience, the ignorant country girl grew up looking for the footprint in history, and two irrelevant figures gradually overlapped at this moment. Two for one.

"You are not dreaming, Freya, the war is over. Although some are beyond my expectations. But those who deserve to be punished have Hell one by one. From now on, the war between Aouine and undead already is a thing of the past. "

Brando sighed and replied.

For this answer, Aouinian paid too much, and he also paid too much, although compared with the **** deep hatred of previous life, this ending is somewhat unexpected. He never dreamed that he would one day sit with his identified enemy of life and death and discuss the future and future of the kingdom and the world.

But sometimes. Destiny is so bizarre.

"But how can that be the past?" Freya for a moment replied somewhat unacceptably, she clenched the one's own long sword: "So many people have died, have we just got a treaty? Madara should be This comes at a price! "

When in Aouine, the noble members controlled by royalist also questioned Princess and Council there. She and Her Highness the Princess stood firm on the side of Brando, maintaining his honor and authority. But here, as the most common Aouinian, Freya can't help but ask this question.

That is the hatred that has been rooted for hundreds of years, buried in the hearts of each by its deep damage. At this moment, she is not Aouine's Valkyrie, not Princess's Knight, or Commander of White Lion Guards, just the young girl who fled from Bucce, the burning flame of Bucce that night, and her loved ones buried in the sea of ​​fire, as if standing behind Freya.

"What do you want?" Brando seemed to be able to feel the sorrow of Freya and said, "Freya, if it is your wish, I will meets all your requirements, even if it destroys two countries, one The world does not bother to pay any price! "

Delphine was standing behind Brando. She was about to say something, but when she heard this, her face changed. She seemed to know Brando for the first time, and her gaze was between the two.

Andrea puts her eyes on Freya with great interest. At the first glance of Freya, she understands that the person Correct is looking for, that the Goddess of War is lost in the most important blood of the world.

Freya opened his mouth.

What does she want? war? revenge? At all costs, even if it all ends up, Madara has to pay for it? This is a century-old hatred that must be washed away with blood and fire?

Freya looked at Brando's's eyes. She thought that Brando was alerting her, but she realized from the opponent's unwavering eyes that Brando was serious.

As long as she proposes, then he will definitely wage war for her. From then on, Madara and Aouine will never die.

Why?

Freya shuddered deeply, she suddenly remembered a lot of things, the three of them marched side by side in the dark, together defeated Golden Demonic Tree, and killed a way out of despair.

"Do you remember that I agreed with Romaine's on Bruglas, Freya?"

"I ... I remember."

Brando suddenly felt a pain in his heart. Of the three men fighting side by side with Rydenburg, one of already is no longer with them. "So do you understand, Freya," he shook his head and sighed: "I once promised you and Romaine that I will fulfill your wishes, no matter how dangerous the road ahead, no matter how much time has passed, this commitment Still valid. "

Freya's heart was so hot. She saw Brando look sad and her nose couldn't bear sourness. She already knew everything about Lucita from Amandina and Ciel: "No more, we will definitely save Romaine Coming back, right? "

"Of course." Brando nodded, and he was equally convinced.

"That's enough, Brando, I have no other requirements. I just don't want to be willing ... not willing, after all, we have suffered so many disasters isn't that so, we are not willing to cause all these tragedies. To shirk responsibility ... "Freya whispered:" I understand that Aouine has gained a lot from this victory, but compared to what we have suffered, for that Brumand's black rose. Undeads really remembers the lesson What? "

She came at raises head and said loudly, "I just ... just don't want us to be tolerant, it can be a reason to condone them to continue doing evil!"

"What do you want, little girl?"

A voice suddenly spoke in the darkness.

Everyone in the hall was frightened, raises head came.

Freya didn't realize who was talking to herself, she just answered subconsciously: "If I can, I would really like to see Her Majesty the Queen."

"You will meet her," said the voice.

"Who is talking secretly there?" Freya finally responded, she frowned and asked in the direction of darkness.

"I don't have any sneakers, here on the land. There is no need for any sneaky sneakers." The voice replied proudly, and came out of the darkness, "because of my Name, my power, walks on this land, I am its supreme owner. "

Madara queen dressed in a black evening gown, with two Black Knight around her, pacing out of the shadows. Looked proudly at everyone present.

"Who are you?" Freya already guessed the identity of the other person from his tone, but couldn't help asking.

"As you see. I Correct the person you want to see." The Queen Madara replied very coldly: "Now I'm in front of you, Aouine's envoy, little girl, what do you want to ask?"

Freya yanked out his sword and pointed his sword at Queen Madara. The two Black Knight were astonished. subconsciously pulled the sword to rush up, but the Madara queen reached out to stop the two, and was still pointed at his white neck by the Lion Heart Holy Sword exuding a faint cold light.

She is raises head, looking at Brando on the terrace, but Brando has not changed the scene. He put one hand on the Holy Sword Ordefeiss' hilt, and only placed his cold eyes on Black Knight behind her. The Madara queen believes that as long as the two Black Knight from the Nosad family behind them dare to draw swords, then the next moment will be wiped out.

The queen of Madara seems to ignore the edge of sword edge and look directly at Freya: "What do you want, little girl?"

Freya did not say a word, but suddenly took back Lion Heart Holy Sword and closed the sword.

The Queen Madara seems to understand something, she snorted: "so that's how it is, it seems you mean that I am the culprit of all this?"

"Your Majesty!" the two Black Knight cried in unison.

But Queen Madara only waved at them. She raised her head and said to Freya: "Yes, I am the originator of War of Black Rose. Bucce's has deep revenge. It should be counted on me, and I will not regret it."

Freya coldly looks at this supreme one.

The queen of Madara stared at her with no fear: "I always welcome you to put a sword in my chest, if you can do it, of course, you, Mr Count, too!" It seemed as if she was still on her throne, in a tone full of contempt for death.

The Madara queen was standing in the lobby, but she looked down at all the people present, even the Brando standing on the high terrace: "However, this war, I need you and I stand together, Madara, Aouine and Four Holy Cathedrals. I need you to help me lobby the descendant of Four Sages. "

"I will killed you." Freya's eyes showed a grudge look: "You will pay for everything you do."

"But Aouine and Madara will also stand together," Brando said softly, as if stating a given fact, his voice echoed in the hall like slang of Spectre: "We will do our best to lobby Four Holy Cathedrals In order to deal with this entire Vaunde war. "

Freya turned around and nodded silently.

The queen laughed slightly. She also turned her back to everyone, waved her hands, and said nothing, and only took two Black Knights to walk outside the hall.

In the dark, for a moment has only empty footsteps.

...... (to be continued ...)