The Amber Sword - 1010

The Huidong Clock Tower is located on the heights of Fattan City. The buildings of the 12th generation of the Empire are full of religious solemn styles unique to that era. Looking out from the narrow window on the side of the clock tower, you can see the seaside of Fax The scenery, the emerald blue sea level is level with the sky, and the long cape and lighthouse go deep into the sea. Uta chose this place for the temporary office because it overlooks the city and the surrounding area, but Metisa always feels that she prefers the narrow space here to bring her a sense of security. It is said that she is led by the firs. The room is such a small house, it looks like a fortress from the outside.

There are a lot of inconveniences in working in such a place, but Medissa has always been resigned and submissive, so she agreed. The daughter of the Duke of Vieiro, Oni, made a slight criticism, but did not insist on objecting. At the moment when the sun was born, a thin light sprinkled into the room, and the long shadow extended along the corner of the table, embellishing the decorative crystal on the table top to be dazzling. Metissa frowned slightly and reached out to move it aside. The crystal is slightly transparent in the sun. A faint shadow of burnt yellow was cast on the stack of sheepskins on the table.

This is a letterhead, full of cipher text. This ancient language has been passed down from generation to generation by the silver elves. It is currently being used by Professor Medissa and is only used by the White Lion Guard.

Eunice Vieiro and Marjorie stood behind, waiting for the fairy princess to read the letter paper. For a moment, Metisa sighed and put down the letter paper. The sun made a silhouette for her, on her side. , Longyan wooden window lattices are used as a frame for the view of the port, and they are contained in it. “What’s the matter, Miss Medissa?” Euni asked for a while. She thought that according to the usual beginning, Medissa would always speak, but this time the elf princess fell into a disturbing silence.

Medissa put down her letterhead and shook her head. “There is no news. The White Legion is still standing still. I let the scouts approach in the direction of Livia Valley and Golden Needle Forest. The other side is still silent. This silence makes me uneasy.”

“What about the mountain people?” In the corner of the house, Delphine was sitting on a wheelchair. The place where she was was completely dark, leaving only a calm eye shining in the darkness. Ms. Yinlong stood behind her. Since Misril rescued this little human girl, she has become more admired for her mind, and she often waits by her side in the name of observing patients. Delphine is grateful for the former’s life-saving Well, there was no objection.

“This is exactly what I worry about.” Medissa gently folded the paper and gave it to the two behind him, and then passed it to Misril by O’Neill and Marjorie, and finally fell into Delphine’s hands. superior. The prime minister’s daughter pinched the sheepskin with her thumb and forefinger, and said nothing. The scar on her face looked like a knife carved with bright and dark, and the words on the paper showed golden lines like words:

Mountain people, there is no change——

“The Legion of White, the mountain people of Varach, this is the force Constance can use in the Metz area. Now they are not moving. What is it?” Complaining tone.

“Does Her Majesty still intend to target Ludwig first?” Marjorie asked tentatively.

“It’s absolutely impossible,” Delphine interrupted him categorically. Her gaze fell on the fluttering sheet of sheepskin again, and she hesitated silently, and then said, “Perhaps she is waiting for the opportunity.”

“Waiting for what time?” Ouni asked rhetorically.

“有这个可能，”梅蒂莎揉了揉额头，想了想，解释道：“我也认为德尔菲恩小姐的猜测是对的，皇长子在法坦港，他一日不死，就将成为北方贵族于圣殿残余的信仰支柱，攻破法坦，北方困局便迎刃而解。魏娜公爵多次来信让我们前往法沃森林的跃马城，也是因为这一点，康斯坦丝不会看不到这一点，领主大人不愿意移步，也是想在法坦摆开战场——”

“可法坦可不是一个好战场啊，虽然东面是狭长的山道，但西北都有平坦开阔的地形，丘陵中也利于隐藏兵力，易攻难守。”马乔里对这个计划颇为反对，这也不是他头一次提出质疑。

德尔菲恩颇为不屑。“领主大人已经安排下来计划，我们要做的是怎么把这个计划执行到最好，而不是议论计划是否可行。”她冷笑道：“我时间有限，来这里是想听听梅蒂莎小姐有建设性的想法，至于其他人，请自觉闭口。”

马乔里的脸色颇为难看，但不愿与个女人争辩，冷淡地看了这个丑八怪一眼便不再开口。德尔菲恩的话却激怒了一旁的欧妮，公爵长女讥笑道：“这声领主大人叫得还真是朗朗上口。”

梅蒂莎见这位宰相千金本性毕露，也有些无奈。“好了，不要吵了，”她柔声打断德尔菲恩下面的话，深知让这女人继续毒舌恐怕场面会一发不可收拾，就和前面几次一样，“回到正题上，你们还有什么别的想法吗？”

德尔菲恩见梅蒂莎开了口，也便不再回击，但也不再轻易开口，她身后的银龙女士密丝瑞尔忽然提了一句：“他们是不是在等待长青走道那边的军队？”

乔根底冈的大军和狮人。

除了德尔菲恩之外，几个人眼中都微微一亮，但梅蒂莎眸子里一线亮光很快黯下去。她摇摇头道：“公爵们的军队也在汇聚，眼下时间对于康斯坦丝来说分秒必争——如果她不想把这场内战拖上个好几年的话。领主大人也是这么想的，他知道那个女人绝不可能等上好几年，她一定会抓住这个机会，如何可能等待乔根底冈的大军和狮人抵达战场？”

“她一定另有图谋，”德尔菲恩十分肯定地答道：“因此才能有恃无恐，我们得想个办法让那个女人露出尾巴来。”

“你又有什么好办法？”欧妮争锋相对地说。

The eyes of the prime minister’s daughter exudes a gloomy light, as if a female leopard on a hunt is showing its claws. “It’s very simple. The commander-in-chief of Constance is standing still, indicating that the best time for them has not yet come. We should not give them this opportunity, so that this time will never come-we take the initiative to attack Oveshin, Livia Valley and Golden Needle Forest.”

“You are crazy!” The Duke’s daughter was startled.

Marjorie was also taken aback, but the professional non-commissioned officer quickly reacted, showing a thoughtful look.

Medisa was startled slightly, and gently tapped the smooth jade tip of her chin. “This plan seems to have a certain degree of feasibility,” she said deliberately: “Just modify the details…”

Seeing that these three people seemed to be serious, Ouni couldn’t help but hesitate to say: “Do you need to inform Lord Earl?”

“Of course.” At this moment, the elf princess was the commander of the Guards who was in the army, and immediately decided: “You still need to inform Youta, without her warrant, you can’t transfer the White Lion Guard.” She seemed to have discovered only then. Without a person, I couldn’t help asking: “By the way, where is Ms. Yuta?”

“… She seems to go on patrol personally, because she is worried that the intelligence is wrong.”

Medissa smiled bitterly and shook her head. “This lady…”

…

The valley of the Golden Needles is like a sea of shade and gray, and the tall shining silver trees are like soldiers draped in gray. The snow-white trunks stand upright, and the branches twist and climb. Several knights galloped to the side of an ancient tree. They were all fully clothed and fully armed. A white lion with gleaming fur on the shoulder armor. She rushed down, revealing a coveted and charming face. She swept across the trunk like an emerald eye, raised her spear and pointed at one of them and asked, “What is this?”

Where she pointed at the tip of her gun, sharp weapon cuts criss-crossed the tree trunk.

“This is a secret note left by the mountain people, my lord,” one of the knights glanced at the tree, and replied angrily: “The survivors of Varach have used this secret note to convey messages for thousands of years. Only they Know what this means.”

Uta looked around. The silence in the forest was like a ghost. The cold wind swept across the treetops, and then whispered through the forest. She was not afraid, raised her spear and drew a circle around her body: “This place was formerly owned by mountain people. Site?”

“Here, there is also the northern part of the Golden Needle Forest, including the Livia Valley.” The knight replied respectfully: “The mountain people have hidden here for thousands of years. It is precisely because they are in the north that the White Legion dare to do so. There is no fear of garrisoning troops in Oveshin’s death place surrounded by valleys on three sides, but with this forest, Oveshin is the most important strategic location in the south of Khomekhin.”

“Then where are they now?”

The knight got stuck. “This…” He hesitated: “Someone saw them go to the north. The local hunters said that as early as a week ago, the mountain people here began to migrate in large numbers, and the forest is now empty.”

Uta turned his head, his emerald eyes flashed with dissatisfaction with the answer. “Why are they going to the north?” She asked back: “The mountains of Valachi are the homeland where the people of the mountains dream about. Why did they leave this land after they got this land? Mel, you are also mountains. Min, will you leave your homeland? I know the mountain people very well, because the blood of the mountain people is also flowing in my body, they will never leave their hometown easily.”

She frowned anxiously: “There must be some conspiracy hidden in it. The point is, where did they go?”

The knight murmured, “…they went on a pilgrimage, and Rachel appeared in Warnd again.”

‘Rachi’ is the saint of the mountain people. The legend about him has been passed down from generation to generation by the mountain people. It is said that he brought the mountain people out of the predicament from the evil god Tadisan in today’s Volaka. The howl of the wind still passes his name, and occasionally the woods whisper about this past legend. Valachi, in the language of the mountain people, means the hometown of the saint, so it is regarded as a sacred land by the mountain people.

Uta gave a light sip. “That woman who pretends to be a fool,” she was talking about Constance, her words full of disdain. “When did the Dark Dragon become the saint of the mountain people? Although the Miner people once ruled the mountain people for a while, they did not live better than they are now.”

The knight shook his head: “I don’t know this well, my lord.” He looked forward, and the shadows of the trees overlapped, making his heart uneasy. He hesitated and said, “Do you want to move on?”

The female knight held up a finger, and the bloodless whiteness suddenly struck her face. “Hush—” Uta replied somewhat solemnly, “Did you hear any noise?”

The forest was whispering, footsteps rustling like insects spreading on the ground.

…

Bai’s words finally worked wonders.

There was a moment of silence in the underground rotunda, a beam of light sprinkled on the top of the dome, bright spots of light fluttered, dust up and down, light and dark interlaced, Lorisen’s undead was like a stone statue, only the fire of the soul in the rib cavity was burning. . A stone rolled down from the broken pillar with a silent echo, and Gululu rolled to Bai Jia’s feet, and the female knight bent down and picked it up.

Brando turned his head back, he looked at the white condescendingly, and his dark brown eyes narrowed deeply. “Before negotiating the terms, take things out first.”

The white complexion changed. “what?”

“You know.”

Bai changed his face several times, and finally hesitated and nodded. “Take it!” She took out a gem with a sparkle and agate shape from her arms and threw it to Brando. Brando reached out and took it firmly in her hand. It was cold at first, but there was something inside. The feeling of warmth. There is no doubt that this gem is the extremely precious thing in the previous life-rule fragments.

“Count you acquaintance,” Brando replied, “I can say it now.”

“What do you want to hear?”

“all.”

“But the key is the deal between Her Majesty the Queen and that one–”

Bai’s face gradually became gloomy. “If I tell you everything, what else do I have? Humans, this is not a way to talk about trading.”

Brando grinned, if he was not familiar with this woman, perhaps he was really fooled. He shook his head and didn’t mind: “If you really think so, Ms. Tiamas,” he stretched out his voice, “Mr. Crot–”

“Enough—” Bai was almost roaring. The deceased had no right to breathe, but her chest rose and fell sharply, as if recalling her instinct in her life in rage: “The key to the deal is in your hands.”

Brando glanced at the rule fragment in his hand. “In my hands? Of course I know that in my hands, but what benefits can Constance get from it?” He was surprised: “I don’t think that the silver queen is a philanthropist who only asks for something but nothing in return. ”

“You are wrong,” Bai sneered: “You should ask, what benefits Madara can get from it.”

Brando opened his hand, and the agate-shaped gemstone gleamed in the center of his palm, the soft light shone, and his cheeks were pale. But he immediately retracted his hand and frowned, realizing that the problem might not be that simple. “What exactly does this sentence mean?” He asked, “Don’t sell it anymore. You should know that my patience is limited.”

“There are a few places in Baishan where the sun never rises. A new order is formed there, and the undead can get the greatest strengthening on that piece of land.”

“The Land of the Dead Moon.” A voice buzzed in Brando’s mind, and he suddenly thought of a possibility.

…

(PS: I conceived the plot later, so it was a bit late, so don’t worry.)