The Amber Sword: Act 71, Farewell

Faanzan's envoy already left the March Laurel Terrace. The smell of charring was floating in the air. The leaves fluttered in the air with the night wind, but the wind direction changed after all.

elf Court's guards scattered everyone on the terrace.

Only Wind Empress Saers and her Knights, and two hunter sisters.

elf Oneesan removed the Ring of the Wind Empress on the white forefinger. Everyone present made inconsistent moves, and the sky of the Wind Elf palace sank slightly.

The rings in their hands lit up one after another.

I do n’t know who is mourning the dead, elf ’s sad and distant singing floated far from outside the court --

From the wind,

Sheltered by the wind,

Otsomir ’s descendant,

Why not go back?

...

Return to the wind,

Depending on the wind,

The British soul returns,

eternal rest is silent.

Saers listening to the song.

She seems to remember one's own when she was young, --, when the moon covered the valley. The elders told the myths and legends of ancient times in the forest. Unlike many indifferent elf, she had longed for a heroic life in her childhood. .

But when did the hero have the fate of his fate? --

"Gaetel, Faanzan, are you okay ...?"

After a thousand years, the moonlight is still as bright as ever, but the story told by the moon has been more than a thousand years old. After the vicissitudes of the sea, everything in the past can only fade and fade in time.

That's everything that only a few people remember.

When the minority has passed away, those times that belong to the past are permanently stagnated.

elf Oneesan blinked slightly, as if sand was in her eyes. She picked up the ring and raised it high, and Knights did the same.

An era is over.

However, there is always a page that opens in new stories.

The rings turned from them into streamers. Fly above the sky.

"Farewell, my friend, farewell, Your Highness --" The lost Knight pays tribute to one's own colleagues and Wind Empress one by one with elf Knights etiquette.

His slightly glowing body gradually disappeared from under his feet, then half of his body. In the end, the whole person turned into a bit of light and dust, and died with the wind.

"Farewell, the Millennium Covenant, we never regret it."

"If Time Turns Back --"

"We believe,"

"Victory is still the same."

Knights simultaneously bowed to Wind Empress Saers, and then their figure gradually faded and turned into scattered dust.

Saers wiped the corners of her eyes, she did not shed tears, because it was a weakness that did not belong to the sages. The heroes were born to protect the world. They shouldn't have felt sad, but the wind and sand were too big at this moment, and they just blurred their eyes.

This is a reunion after a thousand years.

But also the final farewell.

She is always more fortunate than others, because at least she has time to say goodbye, and her confused eyes seem to see Aerlanta, the tall back. Saers moved his lips, I don't know if it should be called: 'Big human woman' or 'Aerlanta sister'.

elf Oneesan looks calm. I just looked at that direction -- a little bit blindly. Although there was nothing there, only the laurel leaves scattered all over the place.

"Our life is like a circle. It has a beginning and an end, but when that moment comes, we feel like we have returned to the beginning --"

"Faanzan, can you please say these messy things, you are not a poet ..."

"Hehe. Saers, I really doubt who we are is elf. Is there an elf like you? I remember that elves has a deep understanding of art and beauty?"

"There are always exceptions, isn't this what I am? Honestly, I also pursue romantic life. But my romance is a sword and sword, not a poetic picture --"

"That's true too. But Saers, seriously, I, Kirrlutz, and Aerlanta are all humans, and you are elf. We will all grow old one day, but you will still live a long, long time. At that time, you will understand the meaning of this sentence -- "

"Then I would rather not understand that although you are humans, as long as you become stronger, you can still have a long life, even longer than our elf, don't you?"

"Oh, that's the same."

It seems that it is not tears, but Xinghui.

‘Fat --’

Peyja felt one's own cold on the back of his hands.

She was a little stunned, and when she lowered her head, she saw a wet mark there, and the crystal beads were sliding along the back of her hand to the fingertips. "Master ..." She came to raises head in surprise and looked at the latter.

elf Oneesan's lower body already fades to almost only one ghost image.

She blinked and smiled when she turned around, reached out and touched the heads of the hunter sisters gently, left and right, and said: "Remember what I said to you?"

"Sir, are you going to leave ...?" Yaluta looked up, looked at the elf Oneesan who gave him and his sister Swordsmanship and bow skills, 嗫 嗫 嚅He asked slyly.

Although they haven't been together for a long time, the relationship between the three is quite close.

"How can there be a feast in the world, Yalta."

"How about Mr. Brando?" Yaluta gasped, and asked, "Did you not promise him that you would go back to see him?"

"I didn't lie to him for the first time." Wind Empress smiled slightly: "He is a fool."

Yaruta looked at her indefinitely.

Peyja is the same, but her sister is always stronger and more sensible than her brother one's own. She came over and gently held her brother's shoulder from behind.

The younger brother's eyes soon became red.

"But I don't want you to go, sir ..."

"That's not okay." Saers smiled softly: "There are more important people waiting for me, Yaluta, you are still young, in the future you will go to many places, see many things, get to know Many people. Of these people, there are always a few that are -- worth waiting for for a lifetime "

"Is there anyone waiting for you, sir?" Yaluta asked, "Is it Flame King and Faanzan, are they?"

"You're smart, but it's not just them." elf Oneesan sighed, and there was a color of memories in his tone.

What a glorious era it was Ah––

So many people.

So many legends.

But already is gone.

Stars of light and dust scattered in the night sky ...

Sisters and hunters are raises head. Looking at the last farewell words, but just as the two did not understand what all this meant, many of the Vaunde on the night did not understand.

History has opened a new page.

Those names that belong to the past are finally sealed under the pages.

The third streamer, already, rushes in the dark, and instantly blends into Brando.

"Scepter of the Wind!"

The third streamer is reflected in the white eyes, and already shakes her speechlessly.

The Wind type Holy Sword -- sky is almost formed. Only the last Orb of Wind, but Ruth and Bai were present and suddenly saw that Brando shed tears at this moment absentmindedly.

Because he heard only one voice echoing in his heart:

"The next way is up to you, little guy, come on --"

The voice was so familiar that he instantly understood what was happening.

"Goodbye, sir."

"Farewell, little one."

This is perhaps the last speech of an era.

...

Sigh in the dark.

Faanzan Morning and Evening Bell shrill cry. Before and after the two popes watched the blurry starlight fading from the eastern sky, there was a line of white light in the sky, and this stricken earth finally ushered in another day of sunrise.

WAerlanta is no longer on the terrace outside the palace.

Birds fluttered over treetop, and monks in white robes ran in the courtyard, a ray of light post. It is rising from the Holy Cathedral where the sacred right Thor is placed.

The golden light and the dawn of the distant sky. Cross-phases reflect --

Everyone, watch it.

Looking at its light rises, it faded away little by little.

In the distant glaciers, under the ice of thousands of years, there was a sudden flash of light flashes, and there was a roar of thousands of miles.

William turned back in midair. In his eyes, exactly the scene of the collapse of the mountains was reflected. Hundreds of snow-capped mountains collapsed downward in his vision and turned into dust.

"relic's --"

He hesitated for a moment before flying in that direction.

Seven Holy Sword are hanging in the starry sky beside Brando.

But only two of them have tangible. And there is still a lack of the final Laws. At this time, the light of the void in the universe appeared, but the next moment, this light was suddenly dim.

"Someone has restrained the will of the Orb of Wind!" Ruth hated, "How can he do that, why can mortals be so selfish!"

"The staff of Frost did not respond to chant, it really is not enough, time is not enough --" White's complexion is also a bit ugly.

But she is not really worthless for Brando, but because she and Brando are grasshoppers on a rope now, the more Brando gets, the greater her grasp will naturally be.

After all, she never considers herself a selfless person, but she never needs selflessness.

But no matter what, maybe no one wants to see the World Cup ruined except for the real lunatics, because no one wants to die.

Even undead is no exception --

An eternal and immortal gaze was staring at the dome of the Skeleton Hall. It was a long time before she laughed softly, and the white gas from her mouth turned into ice mist and rustled on the ground.

Darkness and death are at her feet, and blood-like roses grow from the bones under her throne.

It's a plant from Hell, born of drinking blood.

"Want to take something from me, then it won't work."

The Supreme Master shook his head slightly.

She threw out her scepter, which looked like mercury flowing in her hand.

The scepter trembled, and the whole body emitted a bright streamer, but it soon faded.

"Everything,"

"Only subject to --"

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