The Amber Sword: Act III Aouine’s Future

As soon as little dragoness leaves, Brando is finally free. He hurriedly created a polo ball and threw it on his face. The cold temperature finally calmed down the accelerating blood, and rushed out with a coat.

As soon as I went out, I saw Amandina in the courtyard. Amandina was sitting on a stone chair and reading a geography book, but my mind was obviously not on the book.

"Princess seems very angry." Miss Adviser greeted Brando who came out, put down the book, and asked anxiously. "Nothing," Brando sighed, "What about Aloz?"

"Lord Thane is the ojou-sama of the Dragon Race? I didn't see her, she left?"

"No, forget it." Brando turned around and chased out. "Wait," Miss Adviser stood up and grabbed him, seeing one's own Lord Thane looking back in confusion, she carefully reminded: "Take care of your clothes, Lord Thane."

With the Brando's habit, there is no particular attention to dress and dress, and he just ran out with a coat. Amandina looked at his disheveled look, flushed, and stretched out his hand to give him the whole collar.

Brando has nothing to pay attention to in Trentheim. If it wasn't for his demeanor, it would make people doubt his noble status. But commoner will not be so knowledgeable. In fact, on weekdays, Flo helped him take care of the daily --. miss merchant was confused, not to mention the responsibility of Thane fiancee --. Therefore, the sister of the two sisters Wild Elf will be nicknamed 'Lord Thane's Chief Maid Young Lady' by Mercenary. .

But if Flo is Chief Maid, then character of Amandina is more similar to housekeeper. I saw her help Brando straighten out the clothes. Gently wipe away the dust on the black velvet cloth, slightly annoyed: "When will Lord Thane notice the majesty of one's own?"

Majesty, Brando never thinks it is innate, and he doesn't care. It's not the first time Amandina has helped him organize his clothes. To be honest, he can't see the difference between the finishing and the previous ones, but only thinks it's purely superfluous. But he did not refuse. Just asking:

"Amandina, how long have I been unconscious?"

"We have been in Ampere Searl already for half a month, Lord Thane." Miss Adviser helped him fasten his chest button. I looked around and nodded in satisfaction.

"So long!" Brando was startled. He thought he was only in a coma for two or three days. "After I was unconscious that day. What happened later? What about Archduke Sifah and his minions?"

"Archduke already is dead."

"Ha !?" The news was completely unpredictable. Brando had never dreamed that one of the most important figures in the history of Aouine had died.

He froze a moment before asking: "Amandina, what happened after I was unconscious that day. What happened to the battle later, please tell me in detail."

...

The endless demons seem to surge from the darkness. It was like being involved in a nightmare that had no margins and could not wake up. The storm was pouring down, and lightning crossed the rain line, drawing a shiny silver chain between heaven and earth.

Princess Gryphine looks pale --

"Mr. Stephen ... cough cough ... Her Highness the Princess will be given to you."

"Mr. Lloyd, I promise you to make an agreement in the name of Knight."

"No, Sir Lloyd! I ordered you not to do this. I want to stay here!" She screamed in that nightmare. But the serious old Knight grabbed her by the shoulder and threw her out. She fluttered lightly, over the head of the demon, and gradually moved away, her final vision fixed on the kingdom's male lion looking northward in the rain.

The snow-covered plateau moss. That is the honor of White Lion.

That is the battlefield for which White Lion has been dormant for a long time. Maybe every Knight will return to its hometown in the end, but only White Lion will always guard this land.

This is a legend passed down by the old. They swore under the sword and followed it.

The kingdom's lion armor was covered with scars, but the rain quickly washed away the blood on it. Princess Gryphine is already in tears. Knights Templar Stephen grabbed her hand and led her to kill a **** path from the demon army.

"Why not let me die there, there are my people there!" she remembered shouting as if she had lost her mind.

But Stephen looked back and looked at her. "I'm not Aouinian, Her Highness the Princess. But if everyone rests on this battlefield, your kingdom will one day repeat this mistake."

"Please cherish the life of one's own. You do not live for your own sake."

Yes.

Princess Gryphine walked out of Holy Cathedral, took a few steps, and slowed down again. Suddenly stopped, standing on a marble staircase made of snow, sighing quietly. Yeah, what kind of temper did you lose? Even the usual calmness and cultivation were lost.

"Her Highness the Princess, please pay attention to your feet." The female official who followed up reminded angrily. "Timis, let's wait for Count to come out here." Princess Gryphine sighed and replied.

"What's wrong?"

Princess did not answer. The snow on Holy Cathedral square reflected the light, slightly dazzling. She narrowed her pretty eyes, her eyes like a silver thread. The female officer soon discovered that one's own Her Highness the Princess seemed to be out of absentmindedly.

This is a rare thing for this Princess.

Gryphine's is truly amazing. Her eyes crossed the distant horizon, as if under the same blue sky, and returned to the battlefield of that day. The sword and sword, iron and blood are intertwined with a heavy long poem.

Perhaps dying on the battlefield at the time, but a relief. However, those who survive will have to bear a heavier burden, and even inherit the grief from the dead.

But the living person has no right to choose. There are too many people already who died in her pursed up lips --.

White Lion Legion's previous Army Commander, the kingdom's lion, Highlander's sharp sword Lloyd is dead. In a war triggered by a civil war.

Archduke Sifah is also dead, the one she once hated. He was the manipulator of the first Titan. He died in the hands of miss merchant, with no bones left. When she heard the news, she thought that she would be happy, but she even lost her already.

Marquis of Balta, Marquis Yoshi, Count Vaettirjinn, Anlieke's Great Sword Hero Dreyer, the Kingdom's chief wizard Lockwood, no matter what power they belonged to during their lifetime, all who died are Aouinian.

There are even a lot of Royal Knight Academys with NCO students -- whose names are too late. No one knows what kind of story may be hidden behind an unknown body on the battlefield. No one knows how sad his relatives and friends are behind.

Only when she held the body of Beth crying Freya, did she feel the kind of cold sting.

already is enough.

This civil war is over.

But the noble in the North is still eager to move and loses the comfort of the Sifah family. Even the situation in the future becomes even more chaotic. Archduke of Anlieke's whereabouts are unknown, but presumably will not be arrested. Count of Radnor is ambiguous, and two Archduke may be able to take a share of the current situation after waiting for the turmoil.

It looks like Aouine after the war seems to usher in a new life. But in fact already reached the edge of the cliff. Princess Gryphine suddenly reluctantly found that maybe the situation was better.

At least the kingdom is not in danger of being torn apart.

She doesn't know how she got here in the past half month, and the Silver Elf army is stationed at Ampere Searl. Dragon Race's illustrious name frightens all forces to stop their hands and feet. Dare to move. The arrival of Thurman made the situation of Ampere Searl further clear, but she understood that all these seemingly irrelevant nouns were linked because of that person.

The man with the title "miracle."

She suddenly noticed that the fate of the entire Aouine's was in the hands of one person. But this person was neither her nor her brother.

...

"You mean, Archduke Sifah was beaten to death by Romaine? Huh, self-satisfied." Brando was happy for a while, and the responsibility of half for the destruction of Aouine's in the future should be counted on this guy. If he did it for one's own power, that would still be understandable. But I didn't expect this guy to be a Demonic Cultist.

Brando thought of the tragic fate of Her Highness the Princess and Valkyrie in the future only because of a crazy plan of a cult organization.

But he soon became silent. What really worries him is the physical condition of Amandina. In the previous conversation, he carefully asked about Miss Adviser's "resurrection" on the battlefield, but including Amandina himself, it was not clear what was going on.

He began to suspect the demonic item credit for that battlefield, but Amandina quickly ruled out this possibility after taking it out. Although it was not immediately clear what the thing was, Brando could tell at a glance that the thing seemed to be sealed. It is impossible to have any effect.

And Amandina has also proved that she has no ability to heal herself. First of all, her blood is normal red, which proves that there is no gold or bloodline of silver. Secondly, her wound healing time is normal.

But this situation makes Brando feel uneasy. He knew some special abilities could have the effect of resurrection, but those were not reassuring abilities. Some even come at the expense of life.

However, Brando did not disclose this information to one's own Miss Adviser. It's a good-faith lie, he is determined to investigate it himself.

"Self-employed?" Amandina heard Brando's and raises head came.

"It means to do it yourself." Brando explained. Miss Adviser glared at him fiercely: "Don't always invent some weird words. Lord Thane will be joked. Obviously know so much, but always use some slang."

"Only commoner will say that."

"I didn't invent it." Brando couldn't help but smile. It has been more than a year to travel to this world already like dreaming, but some vocabulary is difficult to change. Especially the idioms with a historical background, except for a small part that overlaps with the Nine Phoenixes's settings, most of them will be used as slang words of the country guy

But there is no other way. In a short time, people can quickly adapt to the environment, but they cannot change deep-rooted habits. He has lived in this world for one year, spent 17 years in game, and lived in another world for 30 full years.

But Archduke Sifah is dead, and a well-known family in history is thus in a state of fragmentation. Without the constraints of this powerful force in the North, nobles has become ambitious. No wonder Her Highness the Princess came to him in such a hurry.

He didn't expect such a famous figure in history to die like this. There are also Marquis Yoshi, Count Vaettirjinn, and even the Marquis of Balta and Lockwood masters died. Lockwood died under the surprise attack of another Devil King, but it saved the Royal First Fleet's flagship ship Victory.

Enlock of Aouine one of the Three Heroes is also dead. Brando remembers that youngster with the same smile as Caglisse, and sighs in his heart. He was determined to protect them, the future of this kingdom.

"The guy from Bergen even sent Little Prince back," Brando replied bitterly: "Did he think he would be forgiven?"

"No, the prince Halutz was not actually sent back by him." Amandina helped him manage the buttons on his sleeves. One step from retreat, sighed in relief looked like: "OK, Lord Thane."

"Thank you, Amandina." Brando asked, "What the **** is going on?"

"I heard that it seems to have been sent back by Medusa. I don't know exactly what happened. Maybe you can ask Her Highness the Princess." Seeing Brando and want to speak, Miss Adviser quickly interrupted him: "OK, Don't let Her Highness the Princess wait too long, Lord Thane --, now you already is the Kingdom's Count. "

"What? Count? Where is my fief?" Brando hesitated slightly, which was completely unexpected. He didn't care about it at first, and then he blurted and asked.

"Count of Tonigel, Lord Thane."

"Isn't this still the same?" Brando dazzled.

He then gave a hard glance.

...

Brando has just stepped out of the reconstruction work of Holy Cathedral -- Andefleur Cathedral, and has actually completed only a half. He saw the collapsed walls and scaffolding when he passed through many corridors. These are Ciel's masterpieces. Of course, Brando will never be recognized -- then he saw Her Highness the Princess waiting outside.

"Her Highness the Princess."

Princess Gryphine turned back and nodded in satisfaction of his costume. "How good is Lord Count?"

"Fortunately ... Her Highness the Princess ..." Brando was interrupted by Princess Gryphine before he finished speaking: "Mr. Brando, nobles in the north intends to hold my brother to the throne. Holy Cathedral of Fire also intends to facilitate our peace talks with the north. What do you think about this? "

Brando for a while, isn't that a good thing? But he immediately responded: "Are they qualified?"

"No, they have no conditions, just hope that we promise the kingdom to maintain the status quo." Princess Gryphine replied quietly. Brando is silent, the kingdom remains the status quo? Which status quo? Is this immortality?

This is unacceptable to him and Princess.

nobles in the north still wants to maintain the status quo of semi-independence since Anin VII. Brando only thinks these guys are really daydreaming.

He put away a joke mentality before, and asked coldly, "What if we don't agree? Are they going to rebel? Will Holy Cathedral of Fire support these people behind?"

Her Highness the Princess shook his head: "I'm afraid not, but even that is unacceptable. The North is facing the threat of war ... Lloyd ... Old Army Commander he gave you White Lion Legion. You should know?"

"What!" Brando almost jumped up: "He gave me White Lion Legion? Will others agree?"

He suddenly shut up. Marquis of Balta is dead, and Lloyd is also dead on the battlefield. If this is really the legacy of that lion, maybe White Lion Legion will really fall into his hands.

This is good news.

But not exactly --

...

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