The Amber Sword: Act 305 Rage I

The three hundred and fifty-five episodes of wrath

The other star, already rises at night. The howling wind, the dark clouds, can not cover its glow, it is the main star of Marsha, a symbol of order and wisdom.

It's early morning, and there is a shimmer of light beneath the dark sea. Brando silently raises head, watching the skyline of Haitian, silently calculating time -- three hours from the next day's sunrise.

At three in the morning.

Ampere Searl There are a lot of invisible figures below the surface of the sea, and the erected fins separate the water surface like a blade, marking a white wave on the sea where the waves roll.

Sanniel quietly came to the side of Brando. This male Naga watched the Naga army through the bay during the storm, couldn't help raising its green grey fin, standing against the storm.

"This is my warrior." It turned back and glanced at Brando with a prismatic pupil.

Brando said nothing in silence, only a flame in his heart was burning. Finally, on this day, after half a year of hard work in --, after all hardships and hardships, the history finally returned to the origin at this moment. The future is unknown, but he has left everything behind.

If you win, you will eventually drag this step into a ruined future away from the original historical track. Her Highness the Princess, Valkyrie and even Little Romaine, anyone and beliefs attached to this ship can continue existence.

If defeated, Brando's lips are tightly closed, and looking forward, there is darkness in his eyes. The lightning in the darkness tears the realm of the sky and the sea, as if the flames used to burn on the Aouine.

The flames were also burning in his eyes.

Brando glanced back at Sanniel. This male Naga couldn't help leaning back, his heart was slightly suffocated. Such determination and Will, it has only been seen in the eyes of Her Majesty, and those who have such a firm Will will finally set off waves on the sea.

half-elven girl also withdrew her eyes from the dark sky. The dark clouds seemed to be unable to cover her eyes. Behind that, the other stars were slowly rising, and Marsha showed the world the arrival of Dawn.

And the sky is about to turn on --

She turned around, Makarov, Lockwood, Count Barry, Oberbeck, and the ministers were all around. At this moment, it seems that royalist has not split, and everything has not changed.

There was a trace of confusion in her mind, as if history hadn't changed, and the wheels rolled forward, she could eventually unify the entire Aouine with the help of these people, but going forward, it was still dark.

"Her Highness the Princess, get in the car."

Gryphine turned back and looked at the one's own instructor for the last time, and Lockwood was somewhat ashamed. She turned back in disappointment, and it would be nice if they could really stick to their opinions.

The carriage was parked in the rain, and the darkness was like a coffin. Her Highness the Princess opened the door, raised his head, and stepped onto the carriage like a real Aouine royal family member.

'crafty fox'Makarov turned on his horse. Although he is noble, he is also a horse. At this moment on the horse's back, it looks like a javelin; everyone's eyes are on him, he pulls out his sword. Previous finger:

"Set off!"

With the sound of a horseshoe, the royal family's Knights begins to gather beside caravan, everyone in a cloak, walking silently in the rain. The black team meandered through the mountains and forests.

Freya listened to the uniform horseshoe sound side by side. She seemed a bit tired after sleepless. The girl turned back, and Knight of the Lake, who had been silent, just trailed her.

"Mr. Knight."

"Today, I might use it to kill someone ... the other party is also Aouinian, or even yesterday's comrades ... I may be ashamed of Lion Heart Sword, sorry."

"The sword will never be ashamed for killing." coldly replied, this is his first sentence in a few days.

Freya turned back in surprise.

"The sword is covered with swords, the sage hadith." Knight of the Lake replied aloud.

Silent afterwards.

In front of everyone is the stormy Ampere Searl port.

...

"Her Highness the Princess is off!"

Cagliss looked at the note in his hand and immediately looked back at one's own Lord Thane. Although the sound is deliberately calm, it is difficult to suppress the same bright flame in the eyes, "Lord Thane."

"I see." Brando nodded.

Everyone's eyes fell on him.

Before Dawn, under the dark sea surface in the distance seems to be breeding a magnificent change, a line of white line already emerged from the cocoon; Brando gently breathed in: "White Lion Legion."

"On!"

youngsters promised abruptly. After experiencing the hardening of Black Forest, the wind and rain now is insignificant. Rather, it was the strength of the former enemies, but it aroused their unyielding hearts. Young people have no way to compromise, and no one cares whether this battle is right or wrong.

I only care about the first war.

A long page -- will be written into history on this day

"royalist has started."

Almost at the same time that Brando got the message, the same message was sent to Holy Cathedral. The Temple Guardian who saw the message left, the gloomy Great Deacon Moroth turned back, and Marquis Yoshi and Buckland Baron hidden in the shadows bowed their heads respectfully.

"History is rewritten here," Moroth replied quietly.

"Order White Lion Legion to enter the city --"

It seems to be at the same moment. Numerous messages were transmitted to the corner of Ampere Searl each through various channels. This port, which has been silent for too long in the storm, looks like a waking beast at this moment and begins to stretch its minions.

At five o'clock in the morning, the gate of the Hong Kong Guards Cavalry Camp opened, and Patrol Cavalry came out. At 5:20, the city was under martial law. Half an hour later, the Ampere Searl Port Authority officially announced that the port had entered the storm season.

Closed.

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"Assemble, prepare!"

A set of standard armors were unloaded from the ship, opened the tarpaulin bag, and disassembled, and then dozens of young White Lion Legion NCOs started to wear armor --. They tried to wear it once or twice, but most of the time Can only wear training armor.

But just trying it once or twice is enough to make everyone understand the power of this armour.

This set is a real White Lion Battle Armour. It is restored with reference to the opinions of Brando and Artalyss. Compared with the original version, it is not bad. These youngster from Trentheim may not understand what this means, but just a set of magic armor is enough for everyone to take a sip of cold air.

Even if it is Grudin, it is reluctant to equip its own Guardian Knight staff with a set of magic armor. The price of a few sets of magic armor can almost buy a fertile land.

The new version of White Lion Battle Armour looks a bit like -- Maximilian armour, the pinnacle of armour from another world. However, there is no Cuisses, Bases is also sheet-shaped, and the helmet still uses the Wind Elf traditional full-face helmet --. The biggest feature is the White Lion head and shoulder armor on the right shoulder. This design has long been canceled in the Aouine's modern White Lion armor, but in Brando On his hands, he returned to the land of Vaunde continent.

The design inspiration of this battle armour is naturally from Brando, and only the unique soul in his body can create aesthetics that are transcended from this world or even the era, which is an aesthetic from another world.

But I have to say that art is common. The new version of White Lion Battle Armour has an inspiring beauty. When it appeared in clusters, it was full of breathtaking tension; such straightforward expressiveness is very rare in this era of Aouine.

Artisans are also artists.

The design of Brando's even makes Master Artisan and Artalyss so colorful that in the end they can only attribute this versatile ability that seems to be born to the word 'freak'.

Soon, the White Lion Legion is ready. All the young NCOs gathered, neat and tidy stood in front of Brando, waiting for review.

At this moment, not only was Brando holding his breath, but even Ciel couldn't help it. The Priest Maria and Amandina from Trentheim looked at each other:

"Heaven, isn't this the legendary White Lion Legion?"

"It's exactly the same as the record." Ciel shook his head in surprise, he was also present when designing battle armour, but he didn't expect it would have such an effect.

"Although I haven't seen White Lion Legion, there are military forces in the world who are so strong and really want to be born in the age of First King Eicht." Tiger Sparrow nodded in admiration.

White Lion Legion is reborn.

Only Brando and Artalyss really know, this one is the real White Lion Legion. The Aouine already that had disappeared from the history, is now back, as if with the Will of the forerunner, to save this fallen kingdom again.

Is the sword in hand, is it the time for the vow to ring again?

"Lord Thane, please review." Cagliss said brightly in his eyes.

Brando smiled a little. In this world, White Lion Battle Armour is the light infantry of Zheng Ba Ba. To be precise, it is infantry armor in the form of cavalry armour. Due to the different load, Defense of cavalry armour is often much higher than infantry armor.

But only White Lion Battle Armour broke this line.

Its biggest feature is that it inherits the Magic feature of Half Plate of the Wind Empress. The core of the whole set of armor is to reduce weight. But not only that, although the wind is gentle, it also has a side of Berserk. The power of the wind on the White Lion Battle Armour is complementary. Defense and offense are one and the same. This is one of the most perfect standard battle armour in history. Otherwise, the White Lion Infantry of the year will not have a 'cavalry on the ground'.

'the king led the knights to unify the southern territory', swordsman Knight, this one.

It's almost time.

Brando looks back.

A carriage passed slowly through a thin rain curtain. The broken sword family emblem on the wall of the carriage seems to come through history; the carriage stopped not far away, the door opened, and the carriage was out. Count of Swallowburg ojou-sama's somewhat quiet face.

"Mr. Brando, the sword guardian family speaks their promises, and its descendant has never forgotten the oath before that sword. And now, I hope to invite you to walk with me for the last time, may I ask, can you please face?" /

A quiet voice penetrates the sound of wind and rain.

"I'm happy to do that," Brando smiled and replied. He turned back, "Cagliss, I'll leave it to you. White Lion Legion, cooperate with Sanniel as planned, don't let me down --"

Cagliss nodded seriously.

Brando looks back again, "Teacher, please trouble you."

Grey Sword Saint nodded, and took over the reins of a steed drawn by youngster from behind the house. His grey's eyes glanced at Brando, then turned over.

Behind him, Ciel, Scarlett and Mordefeys also turned up.

"Andelique."

"What's up?"

"I know you won't get into the rain on horseback, come with me." Brando waved his hand and turned towards the carriage. Vampire Princess snorted softly.

But at this time Correct, a small chant voice came from behind everyone:

"Brando!"

Brando turned back and saw miss merchant in the crowd.

"Don't forget the agreement!" miss merchant shouted vigorously: "But I will supports you, you know!"

Brando suddenly felt like I was back in the summer Bucce's that night, the stars were still so dazzling that night. A galaxy in the sky, like a bond, tightly linked the fate of him, Romaine, and Freya.

"Okay," Brando smiled at her, "We will be a big businessman."

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