The Amber Sword: Act 91 The End of the Dream (Third)

The world of dreams is collapsing layer by layer, but Brando knows that there is still a long way to go. Put away his stuff and turn off the experience prompt. raises head sees a long corridor ahead.

This deep walkway stretches forward in a circular Space, and the surrounding mist is a flickering past fragment

He knows that this is no longer the dream of Cardel Viscount, but it truly belongs to his one's own dream

Self-salvation is often an opportunity hidden in the heart of the people

Brando slowly moved forward, went through the darkness, then the light came from all directions, spread on him and finally he saw a door, the door was immersed in darkness and silence, the pattern on the door was bronze Key and silver Crescentmoon, this memory is as brand-new as yesterday, Brando does not stop, but walks forward and pushes the door open

The thick wooden door squeak opens with a sound

Behind the door is the center of the palace

Kingteng Palace, Hall of the Sages --

A dim light dangles from the dome, the hall is silent, the throne is located in the center of the palace, the silver throne is placed on the red throne, and the crown has a slim elf style with Southern Territory painted on it Mountains and clouds in the north, many people in Brando remember this crown, because it was the symbol of Aouine's

An unnamed craftsman created this laurel. First King Eicht took it to be crowned king at the Greywind Fortress. In the long years that followed, dozens of kings held this honor, but they exhausted it. For the dust

After turning the pages of history, it welcomes its last owner, which is a beautiful half-elven girl

Brando saw the faint silver light refraction on the crown, which is almost the same color as the silver hair of Princess Gryphine, but it looks so bleak at this moment after luster disappears

Does it know where its former owner is now?

Does it ever watch the beautiful Her Highness the Princess eternal rest in this palace?

It may not care about the blood that is stained, because it is a dead thing, but it only puts the greed of mortals

Brando walked to the center of the hall, there was no one in the palace, but he knew that at some time, there had been many kings, even the Her Highness the Eldest Princess, she had gracefully moved from this to the main hall. Walking across the red carpet, Knights bowed her head at this

In another period of time, he and upperclasswoman stood here together. The same dilapidated hall, dim light, the sound of wind and fire mixed outside killed and came near and far

That was the last shout of the dying Aouine as if it was a moan before the palace collapsed

But now, he is the only one left

Everything is as usual

Brando saw the flames burn from the outside of the palace. In a blink of an eye, the palace was turned into a burning piece of hot Hell. The columns collapsed, and the gorgeous artwork turned into dust. He stood alone in the center of the flame

"Why aren't you afraid of failure?" a weak voice asked

That's the voice of Kader Viscount

"I'm afraid of failure" Brando saw the pale figure emerge from the flames. He took the crown, set it aside, and sat on the throne, and replied: "But I'm more afraid to see the one's own heart clearly"

"Death is not terrible, it is terrible to lose yourself"

Cardel Viscount did not say a word, standing silently opposite Brando

It was not long before he sighed.

Brando saw him turn towards the sea of ​​fire, and the back disappeared into the flames. He heard the sigh of faint sigh: "I'm sorry, Betty, I'm sorry, Master Saers"

Brando Close your eyes

He seemed to have another long dream in a dream. In the dream, Cardel Viscount is not called Cardel Viscount. He has another identity. People all call him King of the Sun. Cardelfred he once There is a fiancee, a woman named Betis Ramona Moon Leaf, because only this noble name can be crowned with the Wind Elf royal family's surname

But Kader Viscount, already and his fiancee died in the woods with that memory

Brando opened his eyes, the fire had burned under the throne, but the dream was still not awake. He was sitting on the throne, and he knew that it was right to --. Brando thought that the pillar already on the side of the hall collapsed, but suddenly a figure burst into the fire and grabbed his hand.

"Come with me --"

Brando for a moment, he raises head, seeing the familiar back moving forward in the flames, the fluttering black hair looks particularly dazzling in the hot air

"upperclasswoman?"

The figure didn't answer, just dragged him across the sea of ​​fire, the palace collapsed on the sides of the two, the smoke was almost indistinguishable from the billowing smoke, the temperature seemed to be getting hotter, and the rolling mist gradually covered all the sight.

After a while, Brando feels that already is walking in the dark fog. The foot can't tell whether it is still in Jinten Palace, but the fog suddenly separates left and right. The cold moonlight seems to fall from above and sprinkle on On him

Brando for a moment, he raises head

What other palaces and seas of fire are there? Only the shadowy Cedar forest remains, he noticed that the cold light before was not moonlight at all, but a light blue light on the edge of the sky

That's the tide of Magic

The surging cloud shadow reflected this light on Brando's face. The Female Knight in front pulled him to take two more steps, then let go of his hand and turned back.

Both of them are sweating heavily

Brando looked at the pale face of Female Knight, and then blurted out, "Nemesis?"

Female Knight didn't answer, she turned and walked towards the forest. Brando saw Halutz curled up under a tree and was dozing off. A bright line -- hung in the corner of her mouth.

Brando thinks of Little Prince in a dream, it is a bit hard to imagine

Nemesis didn't wake him up, but walked to His Royal Highness, took the cloak from his body, and put it on him. Brando saw her look like taking care of people, and thought of White Reed upperclasswoman more than once.

"Did you hide anything from me, Ms. Nemesis" he asked suddenly

"Don't ask thank you," Nemesis turned back and replied softly: "Only once, give me some time --"

Brando slightly --

He just looked at Nemesis, the two for a moment were silent, but soon, there was a light noise in the woods, Brando turned back, and watched the Laluna and Philas bridgemen step out from the bushes.

Female Knight from Kirrlutz Empire saw Brando and Nemesis with a strange look when they were together

"Hah, Lord Count, I didn't expect you to be faster than us." Philas's performance was much more straightforward, he yelled, "It was really annoying me to have a strange dream just now."

"What's the matter?" It was not unexpected for Brando's that the lucky couple could get out of the dream first, but he was curious about what could make this guy angry like this

Laluna had no time to stop, Philas blurted out on already: "His Royal Highness, who dreamed of that shit, even wanted to marry Laluna, hum, it's just delusional"

"So how did you solve it?" Brando saw that Female Knight was blushing because of Philas and realized that the dream must be wonderful. He calmed down one's own and continued to ask curiously.

"Crap, of course, kill him" Philas replied resentfully

Brando heard a lot of sweat, thinking that this guy is too sturdy. Some Kirrlutz grand princes are not the first heir to the empire. If he told him to die, he would die. It ’s so real, maybe Philas did n’t even consider whether he was in a dream or reality when he did that.

But when he looked at this guy, he suddenly felt a little stunned. Only about this kind of person can he never be deceived by the fog in his heart.

"You are lucky, Laluna Young Lady" Brando said

Female Knight's cheeks are reddish, and he punched Philas fiercely: "This guy doesn't go through the brain, it scares me"

Philas hehe smiled Brando and smiled slightly. He was lucky for Philas and Laluna. Not everything in this world can go smoothly, but few people have the essence of being consistent in Adversity.

Hi raises head, there is no moonlight surging clouds in the sky just over the forest, Monster Wave already reached the most intense moment

...

A few hours seemed to pass by. Freya and Scarlett successively stepped out of the dream while Medissa Ciel and Zamira themselves no longer dreamed. They were lost because of the loss of Brando's. It didn't take long before Brando left the dream. Come early

Then the scattered Knight and other entourages in the team. After the count of Nemesis after the count, it was found that the team was scattered more than half. All the missing people were already lost in the forest forever. Not coming back

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help shuddering, and had a new understanding of the terrible nature of this forest.

Brando privately asked about the experiences of Freya and Scarlett, and Freya did re-experience the escape from the Bucce's nightmare as he expected. However, she said that there was no Brando's existence in her dream, which made Brando cry with cold sweat.

Freya also told him that she had experienced a completely different night of Bucce. The future Valkyrie did not say too much, but finally said a gentle thank you to him

Brando can probably guess her encounter, just as he can guess she will return to the night of Bucce's. Perhaps for this Valkyrie, that is the most important memory of her life.

A memory that changed her life

As for Scarlett, the mountain people girl didn't say much, just watched him quietly for a while, and then she no longer left Brando beside him, and couldn't think of what she dreamed of.

But like everyone, everyone seems to be particularly quiet after leaving one's own dreamland

Most people rely on each other, sitting in the forest in groups, as if they are remembering the dream of one's own

Early morning never seen in the forest of Yong Ye, so in the sense of time, bring a new day to everyone --

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