The Amber Sword: Act 89 The Princess, Knight and the Merchant (Part 1)

Magdelle Before you slowly open your eyes, the first thing you feel is burning pain, sweat on your body, and clothes and hair sticking to your skin extremely uncomfortably. There was a hot pain on the exposed skin, as if the epidermis was torn apart, and the fat below was the same as the muscles exposed to the hot air.

She gave a deep whisper, the long eyelash moved, and the arm on the walnut floor first came into view.

The injury was not as severe as expected, and there were several abrasions on the forearm, but the dark red scars were distributed on the skin like ice and snow, which seemed a little shocking.

She felt dizzy, got up from the ground and looked around blankly, and found that she was lying beside the bed. It was an extravagant Princess bed. The fine relief decoration on it was full of the style of Antroborough Silver Bay area. The appearance of such a bed in the heart of the Empire shows that the host here has taken good care of its guests.

But Her Highness the Princess's long gold-like hair seemed to be covered with dust and hung loosely on her shoulders. She stared blankly at the gravel and rubble scattered from the wooden floor and falling from the ceiling, before she remembered what happened earlier. Everything:

The servants in the manor screamed and noisy, and she saw the sky west of the window turn bright golden red. Running to the edge of the window, raises head came, and countless dense golden line segments reflected in his eyes, slowly advancing along the dark night sky above his head.

There was a clutter of heavy footsteps on the stairs behind me. It was the sound of iron boots stepping on a solid wood board. She turned around by the window and saw that the one she was training herself was called Divy's maid's face was flustered.

The door was knocked open.

But at that time, an amazing light suddenly burst out of the window, and the light swallowed everything, engulfed by the heat and air. She turned her head out the window again, and saw the oak trees and lush foliage on the boulevard in the distance turned into a torch. The air wave rushed to the window instantly. She felt herself flying, her vision spinning around, as if she saw Divy screaming, hugging her head and squatting on the ground.

The memory is lost.

Yes, what about Divi?

"Tivy?" She called, her hoarse voice startling herself, her throat hurting as if swallowing a piece of hot charcoal.

She hurried. Frowning in pain, extend the hand went to support the one's own bed and stood up staggeringly.

There is a sea of ​​fire outside the manor.

Burning trees, dried fountains, dumped walls and masonry, the blazing fire reflected the slate into golden red, and the strange shadows swayed in the fire, like a Hell general scene.

"Tivy?"

"Are you Divy?"

Magdelle walked through the dark corridor, and the voice echoed in the empty villa. She carefully avoided the bodies of the guards on the floor, and found a shoe among the ashes and coke.

The maid's leather shoes were apparently dropped later. She picked up her shoes and then labored down the stairs, leaning against the wall.

The hall is a mess, all the lights are off and it's dark. The door was open, and the fire came in from the outside. She stopped at the corner of the staircase between the first-floor lobby and the second-floor cloister, and saw the body lying quietly by the gate.

That's the cold body of a flowering girl, lying on her back on the wooden floor. The thin body was halved from the waist, blood stained the black and white maid clothes.

She has one foot bare. Holding the imperial queen's seal with one hand tightly, his eyes were empty as if dead but will not close the eyes were staring at the sky, and his mouth was slightly open.

Magdelle covered his mouth, subconsciously retreat took a step, and slammed into the wooden wall behind him, and dust and charcoal rustle fell from his head. But she didn't realize it. There was only a sad and unbelievable expression in her eyes, I wonder if it was deeply stabbed by the body of the maid next to her or the ring clasped in her hand.

At this moment, a flash of ray of light flashed in her mind, and she woke up. Then she took two steps of retreat, dragged her skirt and turned to run up the stairs. "kā chā" made a loud noise. The position where Magdelle had just stood suddenly shattered, and a dark shadow fell from the sky. It was an ugly and terrifying monster like a beetle. Its forelegs were like sickle blades. They were cut into the wood by heavily, and for a moment sawdust flew across.

Her Highness the Princess looked back at the monster in horror. Although she didn't know what it was, it didn't prevent her from understanding the cold, undisguised murderous intent in the other's black compound eyes.

She ran up the corridor on the second floor with her skirt, but on the last step, she stepped on the corner of the skirt accidentally, and the whole person flew forward, heavily fell to the floor.

She groaned, her heart clung tightly together, she told herself that she must get up immediately, but the fear of death enveloped her like a shadow, so that her hands and feet would not listen to command.

Princess was desperate in her heart. She turned around and looked at the worm-like monster at the entrance of the stairs on the second floor. He hissed, raised her sickle-like forelegs, and stuck it in her chest.

Just as Magdelle watched the sharp-edged forelimbs cut one's own's chest, suddenly a dazzling blue light bloomed from there, it was like a flash of lightning, like a sharp arrow Hit the monster's forelimb.

The latter uttered a scream of screaming, raised his head, opened the carapace behind his back to expose his wings, and flew backwards in a split second.

Electro-optic flashes is fleeting.

Magdelle watching this scene blankly, she immediately felt a hot and painful heartache. She reached out and touched the palm of her hand, and opened her hand. The white palm was full of dazzling red.

Dive's dead but will not close the eyes's face broke into her mind at once, and her blue-purple complexion instantly made her understand that the worm's forelimbs should have poisonous glands

"Can you still die ..."

A groggy feeling strikes.

Suddenly she remembered a conversation she had with Griffin in Aouine Princess. After all, close friends of the one's own girlfriend still gathered up courage to resist the fate of one's own.

How about you, why should you die here in such an unknown way?

"In the end, I didn't even know what it was to kill the one's own monster ... compared to Gryphine ... so unwilling."

Breathing becomes difficult.

She lost her strength and lay flat in the dust, her eyes began to blur and her vision blurred. The monster crawled back again and looked down at her, lifting her forelegs carefully. Stabbed at her chest.

Magdelle felt a tingling in his heart.

She gave a slight whisper.

"... what do you want ... eat me?"

She wondered stupidly.

Teardrops can't help falling.

I do n’t know when, for the fate of the little kingdom, she has to shoulder this heavy responsibility, pious faith, obedient and docile devotee Princess in the eyes of Holy Cathedral, the dress is very delicately dressed outside On the face, there is no need to have one's own thoughts and opinions.

Her only resistance may be to wait quietly, or to be a saint, without having to be a political chip.

But the only person who broke into her atrium, in the heavy rain, ended her dream of all girls with a cold sword.

To this day, she still remembers the torrential rain on sword edge, mixed with her rose-colored blood, and reflected on sword edge, her frightened eyes.

Magdelle coughed slightly.

There is no energy for even a bitter smile.

"I'm so envious of Gryphine, so lucky ..."

I don't know why, she thought of Brando in turmoil, Lord Count saved her life, but she didn't help her. The maid beside her also betrayed herself and sold them to Her Majesty.

I hope that Lord Count will be able to survive this disaster.

She thought silently.

Suddenly she found that she started to hallucinate. She saw the dark ceiling twisted like a vortex, and then dropped a dark thing from it.

"What is that ..."

"Isn't it that people can see everything before their death, their reflection in the lake of the abyss before they die? ... but why is my fantasy so strange ..."

"Is this Mother Marsha's punishment for my hypocrisy ..."

...

Brando When returning to God, he found himself standing on a narrow corridor.

This corridor is the second floor of a hall, which is paved with grey wooden boards and is supported on beams. Not far away is a window, the cold moonlight flowing in from outside the window, as if mercury was flowing on the floor, shining thick dust.

A skeleton stood in front of himself.

It bowed its head, a sharp sword in its empty ribs, sword length Three feet and one inch, with iron flower carvings on the hand guards, engraved on the spine with different shades of numbers, 017, 1, 7 Correct The Kingdom Found in the Battle of Years standard Cavalry sword ...

He still remembers a moment ago when he ordered Malocha and Phyas to reset to Card, grabbed Lut and stuffed it into his waist bag, and pierced the oncoming Space fissure.

But the scene at hand is just as familiar.

Everything happened yesterday

Brando subconsciously lowered his head and found that he was red between the chest and abdomen, but a long and narrow wound already on the left chest healed for a long time.

He turned back silently again. A mural wall in the dark in the distance was blank. The damaged mural was scattered around the corner. A ring on the ground was shining.

He reached out and touched his waist, but he felt empty.

"Brando?"

A crisp, curious voice sounded downstairs. The sound seemed to be a string of bells, falling on the ground in the dark, with a clear echo, with a kind of Mana straight into the heart.

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