The Amber Sword - 1034
The bells in Fattan Port kept ringing, and Roman watched the priests or believers in golden or red robes take to the streets and rushed in one direction-that direction is Fussa Square, the largest in Fattan Port. The place of the temple-she stood in the crowd of all kinds, not feeling cramped, but Haruze stood behind her, looking slightly disturbed.
Roman suddenly separated a familiar figure from the crowd, and stretched out a little white hand with excitement and waved in the air:
“Mr. Almov–”
The middle-aged man dressed in a robe and dressed as a priest was taken aback, turned around, and looked over here with some surprise: “Miss Romance?”
此刻法坦港钟声长鸣,却不是简单的钟声,钟声从福莎广场方向传来,显然是圣殿对于信徒的召集令,作为这片城区最资深的信徒,同时兼任着街区神父一职,阿勒莫夫.佘道尔在这钟声响起的第一时间就穿好圣袍走出了家门,不过教职对他来说其实只是一个兼职,他的另一个身份是法坦港银鲨商会的副会长,帝国商业繁荣,帝国内商人、商会组织与商业家族之间大多通过联姻或者是别的手段紧密联系,因此他早就知道、甚至见过这位埃鲁因南方新兴商业势力的代表——这位美丽的女士——而且据说还是那位年轻领主的未婚妻。
这一年来,崛起于埃鲁因南方的新兴势力在帝国内部的商人眼中或者是商会组织眼中的名气,事实上要远远大于他们在帝国的传统贵族眼中的名气,托尼格尔领的复兴与建设为帝国带来了巨额的贸易额,帝国的手工制品、武器甚至是劳工与奴隶通过源源不断的船队运送到埃鲁因最南方那个不起眼的领地上,转而换来从黑森林中运来的珍贵矿产与原料,再经由这些帝国商人之后,就可以换来一笔笔惊人的利润,而面对造就这一切的人,这个领地的主人以及它未来的女主人,谁又不乐意对他们客客气气呢?
毕竟对这个世界上的大多数人来说,什么理想与信念都太过遥远,只有利益才是最真实最亲切的东西。
阿勒莫夫.佘道尔是在几天前的晚宴上见过的罗曼,那场晚宴由皇长子出面举办,晚宴宴请了不少附近地区的贵族名流,不过大部分都是和军事贵族有千丝万缕联系的地方家族与商人,其用意也不言自明。
听到罗曼的招呼,他停下脚步来,彬彬有礼地对向对方问道:“怎么了,有什么事我可以帮上您的忙的吗,罗曼小姐?”
“没什么,”罗曼嘿嘿地笑了一下:“就是想问下出什么事了呢,怎么这么多人,阿勒莫夫先生你们准备去什么地方?”
就是因为这个?阿勒莫夫微微一怔,他指着福莎广场方向圣殿的尖顶回答道:“听到钟声了吗,罗曼小姐,这是召集信徒的钟声,圣殿应该是出了什么事情,这些人都是附近的信徒或者教士,急着前往圣殿去看看到底发生了什么。”
“Is it really the bell of the temple, Mr. Alemov, you are not mistaken?” Roman’s dark eyes rolled slightly. The prime minister’s daughter also has such a great influence on the temple, but Brando has Haven’t mentioned this before. Didn’t it mean that the relationship between the temple and the prime minister is not very good?
“Of course, this is not a joke with you, Miss Roman, this bell is not usable by ordinary people at the moment. It should be a high-level person from the Temple of Flame arrived. If someone else uses this bell to summon believers, I’m afraid he can’t afford this responsibility.” At this point, Alemov frowned. Fattan Port has been closed for several days. How could there be high-level temple officials arriving at this time?
What’s more, this port is now under the control of the eldest son of the emperor. What kind of meaning does the high-level temple arriving at this time have, I am afraid it is a bit thought-provoking.
“The high level of the temple?”
“The high-level people here should only refer to people who are never sent by the Temple of Flame, Miss Roman.” Alemov had some doubts in his heart, but he still subconsciously replied.
“That’s how it is, thank you for telling me this, Mr. Alemov.” Roman replied with a smile.
Alemov nodded, he was not sure what the future hostess of Tonigel was asking himself for, or to satisfy his curiosity. After all, this did not contradict the other party’s performance at the banquet. From the point of view of everyone at the banquet, this lady is a likable, curious, and wonderful person with a very sensitive business sense.
Romain didn’t ask any more, and after a brief talk with the part-time priest, he watched the hurried figure of the other party disappear into the crowd.
“The upper part of the temple, Your Royal Highness the little prince.”
“Miss Roman?”
“Don’t you think, Your Royal Highness, the little prince, after all, I am not good at such complicated things.” She turned around and asked.
“It’s a little weird… It is reasonable to say that at this time, there will be high-level people from the temple to Fatan Harbor. I heard that the headquarters of the Temple of Flame is already under the control of the Silver Queen. How can the eldest son of the emperor let Her Majesty’s people enter the city? “Although Haruze was a little cowardly, he was not a fool. He connected these simple truths at first thought.
“It means you also find it weird–?”
“Wait, Miss Roman, what are you doing?”
“I think it’s weird. Of course I have to go and see what went wrong. Brando entrusted me to take care of the rear. I have to do my best.” Roman replied solemnly.
“Wait, but…” Haruze was dragged by the merchant lady and ran forward, and hurriedly called out in a panic: “But don’t you need to notify Master Yuta and Master Nimesis?”
“Do you think they still need our notice?”
“This… seems to be true, but…”
“No, no, why are you a big man so long-winded, you should learn more from your teacher, Brando is not like you at all—”
“Me, how can I compare with the teacher…” Haruze flushed with anxiety.
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Above the pale red to purple sky, dotted silver ships are leaving the sky above Fatan Port, sailing towards the lofty inland sea, and gradually disappearing into the sea fog that fills the harbor.
Standing on the bridge of the airport, Delphine’s long purple hair is dancing in the wind. From the figure of her back and the flowing hair, she can be regarded as a peerless beauty, but she is flying away. What was exposed under her hair was a hideous and terrifying face. The scars left by the burns were criss-crossed on her face. One eyeball was sunken in the deep part of the eye socket, as if there was no lustre, only the other. The look contained in his eyes faintly revealed the moving style that this face once possessed.
She is still sitting on the wheelchair, but Ms. Yinlong has disappeared. At this moment, Marjorie is pushing the wheelchair. As for Ouni, standing further away, the latter seems to have nothing to do with the prime minister. Cold, even very angry at the fact that she asked Marjorie to push her wheelchair.
But Delphine didn’t care at all. She stared at the huge fleet in front of her, frowning. Brando suddenly asked her to send the order to let this fleet set sail. The other party must have found some opportunity, this fleet. Obviously it was for the White Legion, and the young lord from Eruin seemed to be ready to show his teeth to the Silver Queen.
“six o’clock.”
“What?” Euni, who was not far away, was confused by her endless words: “What did you say?”
“The time is wrong,” Delphine replied, staring at the sky. “The last fleet departed at seven o’clock in the morning, but it’s obviously not like it’s going to be eight o’clock.”
“Isn’t that morning…”
“Dawn is in this direction, it is sunset.” Delphine replied affirmatively.
“It’s impossible. It’s just been an hour before dawn!” The Duke’s daughter was startled, but she suddenly thought of something and blurted out: “A solar eclipse again?”
Delphine did not speak. At this time, the bells in the city finally came from a distance. She raised her brows slightly and asked, “What kind of bell is this?”
Eunice didn’t seem to care too much about the bell. She still stared at the golden tint on the sea level in surprise, and replied casually: “It seems to be the bell of the temple…”
“No,” Delphine frowned and shook his head: “This bell is…someone has arrived at the temple headquarters.”
“Temple Headquarters?” Eunice was stunned: “What do you mean, how could anyone in the Temple Headquarters come here?”
Marjorie had heard about the Saint Sidney of the Lion’s Palace from Charles. He just wanted to say something, but the prime minister’s daughter interrupted him and said: “Marjorie, go and inform Charles. , There’s a problem. It’s not Ms. Sidney who is here. Let him be careful and prepare for battle.”
Marjorie was also stunned, wondering how you would know that the person here was not Ms. Sidney, but as a professional soldier, he chose to obey the order in the first time: “I understand, Miss Delphine!”
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Uta felt the vibration of the carriage and woke up from a coma. The surrounding light was a little dim, like a scene at six or seven o’clock in the evening. The small space looked like the carriage of a wagon, with shots coming in from outside. The sun is dim and orange-red, and it is already dusk-or early morning.
She frowned, and the pain all over her body immediately responded from the limbs. Only then did she remember the previous battle. She thought she was going to die, but Brando arrived as promised.
“Wake up, big sister?” Crewe’s voice came from one side. She turned her head and saw the latter sitting aside, cross-legged, with a thick magic book on her knees, not far from him. At the place, near the entrance of the carriage sat Mel and a few other young people. She subconsciously counted and found that it was at least half the number.
Mel heard Crewe’s voice and turned around to discover the situation here. He saw Uta’s gloomy face, and he understood what the latter was thinking: “It’s already pretty good. Fortunately, Lord Lord came in time, otherwise he would lose. There are even more of them, and even your lord might die there.”
Uta frowned tightly, and such a heavy loss reminded her of the battle at the firs collar.
“My lord, you don’t have to blame yourself. What I learned at the Royal Knights Academy is that there must be bloodshed in war, whether it is us or the enemy,” Mel seemed to see what the boss was thinking and persuaded: “We can What we can do is to make the enemy shed more blood than us—”
“But you are so young…”
“My lord, adventurers and mercenaries die every moment in Eruin. Some of them are much younger than us. My lord, you used to be a mercenary captain, and you must have been accustomed to seeing this.”
Hearing Mel’s words, not only Yuta, but also Kru became silent. Indeed, in the not-so-short period of time in the South, these people have long been accustomed to life and death. Whether in Eruin or Cruz, or even farther in the Ten City area, the survival conditions of adventurers and mercenaries are far worse than them. As a member of the White Lion Guard, they can at least eat their food, but in In the southern border of Eluin, many adventurers and mercenaries live the same lives as desperadoes, struggling with hunger and death.
At that time they didn’t seem to care about it, life and death were nothing more than that, just like those companions who were hanged by Grudin in Fir Castle, they could only make them angry at best.
I don’t know when, these people who are begging for life on the cutting edge have become so sentimental.
“Mel, what made you do all this?” She suddenly asked in a low voice.
“Ambition,” the young man replied indifferently: “My lord, you don’t understand that a bastard like me is not eligible to inherit the title. The best way out is to become a knight under a big man. From then on, we will be prosperous, and we will lose everything. The pattern has not changed for many years. No matter who I follow, the end result can only be a small fief after being old or injured, marrying a wife and having children, and one of my heirs may meet someone in the future. This opportunity has allowed me to stand out from now on, but this is not the life I want. Lord Lord is the only one who is likely to overturn the entire Eruin pattern. Only by following him and participating in all of this, can I build a world-less miracle. In order to change my own destiny, I want to prove to everyone that I am the best—”
Crewe smashed his mouth a few times in surprise. He probably didn’t expect that his less-remarkable companion would have such a long-term ideal. In comparison, his biggest ideal is to be a real wizard, or even more exaggerated. , If he could reach the level of Teacher Shire, then he would probably wake up with a smile when he fell asleep.
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