The Amber Sword - 590. Chapter 590 Act Three Hundred and Twenty-two The Battle of Saint White VI

There was no sound on the long street, and Brando among the crowd seemed to be immersed in the memory of a long history.

Sword Saint Darus, this name is both unfamiliar and familiar to him. Since the second revival, this name has belonged to one of the three important ministers who supported the kingdom of Eruin. His active era was still a century ago. In the Amber Sword, it was just one for the player. The era of the same background.

In history, the kingdom was no longer angry. It is said that Gurekis left, Tulaman also returned to Mithril Castle, and the swordsman also lived in seclusion. Some people say that he is still alive, others say that he is dead, but in Brando’s own memory, he still remembers the moment when his grandfather held his hand.

That was just an old man describing wormwood. Although his eyes still burned with a steadfast flame far beyond ordinary people, he finally reached the end of his life; and in another memory of him-Sophie and Brando , In the dream of the Golden Tree, the old soldier from the November War holds a long sword, nods and smiles.

That is the world composed of Brando’s memory, and everything in the world will not deviate. He could even clearly feel the expectation, but only until today did he understand that the old man had placed on Brando not only the old man’s expectations for his back.

However, in real history, Brando himself may have been killed in Buche’s old house.

In that case, why didn’t he tell Brando the secret of the ring behind the wind? What did the master swordsman in history hide in the end?

“My grandfather was the Grand Marshal of the Allied Forces of the Temple of Flames in the last holy war?” Brando suddenly raised his head and asked for a while.

“Ah, I thought Lord Lord, you would be even more surprised at the identity of the Old Master Sword Saint,” Charles was startled slightly: “It is true. The old Lord has served as the Marshal of the Flame Temple Alliance.”

No, no. In Brando’s memory, in the history of another world, Sword Saint Darus has never served as the Grand Marshal of the Alliance Army of the Temple of Flame. Either history is lying, or Charles is lying. Brando looked at Charles and His Royal Highness, and Princess Griffin also looked at him, but there was a sense of identity in her silver eyes.

Sword Saint Darus is also a royal party, not even a new royal party, he is a true royal family. But why did he leave the center of power and the declining royal family of Corkova?

The eyes of Charles and the princess told him that they hadn’t lied–or the level of their falsehoods had reached the point where they were comprehensible. But unless that is a cunning nobleman, the princess is only sixteen years old this year.

“But this has never been recorded in history.” Brando pretended to question.

“Because the Temple of Flames has always kept secrets of every holy war.”

Lying, Brando relentlessly exposes Charles’ lie. The archives of previous holy wars are kept secret no matter what, but a few words will still circulate, not to mention the prominent position of the coalition marshal, it is impossible to make the entire Eruin upper-class nobles seem to have forgotten.

What’s more, in another history, Brando had the privilege of’checking’ the secret files of the temple in order to investigate the cause of the death of the princess. Regarding the history of the November War, the swordsman Darus did not appear at all. Unless the history has changed, or all the information related to Sword Saint Darus has been abridged or sealed.

There is another hidden story.

The part of the soul in Brando’s heart that belonged to the game suddenly awakened. The memory in his mind seemed to be alive for an instant, like a river flowing with language and words, one by one emerging from the depths of his thoughts.

The year when Sword Saint Darus lived in seclusion, 325 years of the First Age, the year of castor, a number burst into his mind like a lightning bolt.

At that time…

In the year of star gathering, on the 17th of the moon of the flower, the Earl of Atania led the White Lion Infantry Regiment to the west and entered the Hagan area, supporting operations on the Cruze flanks, and launched an attack on the Torquinin Lion Black Tooth tribe.

The Temple of the Earth has been defeated all the way since then, and then the four major temples have concluded a reconciliation agreement within four years; four years after the star gathering, the holy war ended.

Brando clearly remembered that the year of star gathering was 321 of the First Age. The two time nodes coincide, which is interesting, and there really is a problem in it.

He couldn’t help closing his eyes, the flashing rivers of time emerged one by one in front of him:

Battle of the Long River.

The bleeding Gintins.

The Temple of Flame moves eastward.

Attack the Clover Field.

Then came the beginning of the long and tragic November War. Jihad had never been so bloody before. Brando suddenly realized what made the war so cruel. Those veterans who had gone through more than ten years of war were quickly consumed in less than a year of war…

surrounding……

A series of tug-of-wars in the extension zone of the Alkhash Mountains.

The historical record is…

The four temples entered this area at the same time, and then there was a long and dark meat grinder battle, and a year-long meat grinder battle. Almost drained the blood of every small duchy and kingdom vassalized by the four temples like Eruin.

The shadow of that war has continued to the present, and Eru has lost an entire generation or even two generations of young people.

Brando suddenly felt shocked, how close the history is. In another war a hundred years later, the Knights of Grace, Faenza, Ellanta, Temple of the Wind Queen, and Madara once again entered the area.

It was also a tragic battle.

He still remembers the overwhelming army of undead, everything seems to be plunged into darkness.

However, the Alkhash Pass does not seem to have such an important strategic position so far. Why do several major temples have started wars here again and again. It is said that Alkhash Mountain is a traditional territory belonging to Faenzan, but until later generations, the cruz, wind elves and the undead army of Madara have been stationed here.

Brando’s heart was pounding, and he realized that he might have grasped the center of gravity. He clearly remembered that after the November War ended, the jihad basically ended. His grandfather is also living in seclusion at this time, as if a kind of keenness that belongs to the player told him that if there is something wrong with this story, it must be in the November War.

That tragic war is in the memory of all veterans. Brando also remembered a detail. In that war, the Temple awarded precious candlelight medals to many outstanding veterans.

This is unprecedented.

He opened his eyes, and there was a breathtaking light in his eyes.

“Are you all right, Mr. Brando?” Princess Griffin asked.

“Why are you telling me now?” Brando shook his head and asked.

“I’m sorry,” Charles sighed: “If I could not tell, I would rather keep this secret forever. It is the best wish to silently guard the lord who is the descendant of Marshal Darus. .”

Brando glanced at him as if to see through this guy. But the Shire was still the Shire, a young man with a confident smile on his face in the robe of the archmage.

Charles also responded with a smile.

“This cunning guy,” Brando thought to himself, “For another question, why did my grandfather stay in Braggs in the end? You know, I didn’t even know that he was a highland knight. Was my father also confused? In the dark?”

“No, your father should know something inside, Brando,” the princess replied: “Actually I don’t know much, but I at least know that your father has grown up when Lord Darus left the army; On that day, he also decided on a marriage, in accordance with the tradition of the Highland Knights—the other party is also the nobleman of Brother Kadi Lei.”

“That was my mother, but my grandfather never taught me about the traditions of nobility. Before I grew up to a certain age, I never thought – nor did I know what the Cartieri people have to do with the Highland Knights.” Lando replied.

“Ah, Lord Darus is so…then did he teach you swordsmanship?” Princess Griffin was slightly surprised.

“Grandfather taught me some swordsmanship, but they are all the fur of military swordsmanship.” Brando replied.

“Ah…” The half-elf princess was really surprised this time. She couldn’t help but raise her long eyelashes and looked at Brando curiously: “Mr. Brando, your swordsmanship…”

“That’s another secret,” Brando replied, “including the knowledge I have now. In another period of my experience, I once learned from a wizard.”

Brando thought that he was not a lie, his swordsmanship did have another origin, and it was an improved military swordsmanship that the player had transformed from the sword master Darus. He had also studied with a wizard, but that was in the past game.

“It must have been a tortuous experience.” Griffin was a little admired.

“Yes, such a twist…” Brando sighed differently, but it meant a lot different from what the Princess had imagined. At least he had never heard of such a story, let alone experienced it personally. Since Buche’s escape, the two worlds have overlapped in his life.

“So, what is going on,” Brando sighed and continued to ask. He pretended to be eager to know the answer, but the answer was actually vaguely in his heart. He just needed a confirmation. “I think there must be something hidden in it.”

“My lord, I said, I will keep the secret.” Charles replied, “Actually, the past is meaningless. We just need to know that the destiny is still in favor of certain people. Your lord, you appear here today, just Prove that the old man is right—”

No, perhaps only Brando in the room understands that all this is not a connection of fate, because history has long changed-only he knows the real future-and his presence here just proves this fixed Everything has long been turbulent.

Because Brando should have died in Bouche, Eluin should have set foot on the trajectory predetermined by history.

However, destiny gave the present life to Alice, but gave history and future to the blind goddess Elaine. The present life is connected by an invisible thread, which is cause and effect. However, history and future present infinite unknowns and possibilities on the cards.

It is precisely because of this infinitely possible future.

Only mortals can control their own destiny.

Brando firmly believes in this, so what is the problem? There must still be such a line-a line that Brando has neither died nor crossed, and what kind of scene it is in which world. What is the mission entrusted to Brando?

“It’s really useless.” Brando couldn’t help cursing inwardly. After the dignified swordsman, he died in the hands of a bone frame. This is probably the biggest black joke in Eruin’s history, but it was completely buried in the game, leaving no trace.

But it doesn’t matter, he has at least guessed part of the answer. Brando glanced at Shire and asked, “If I’m not mistaken, in November of the Year of Starlight, the Allied Forces of the Temple of Flame-the Eruin Kingdom Legion must have been attacked by allies from behind in the Alkhash Mountains. Attack right?”

“Let me take a guess, but what the Temple of Flame did not expect is that the sword sage Darus is so strong that he brought Eruin’s legion alive through it.”

“right?”

His voice is not loud, but it is sonorous and powerful. Brando seemed calm and composed, and the princess bit her lip and Charles seemed to have seen a ghost. Everyone was stunned by this rebellious remark.

Only then Brando suddenly laughed, but the light in his eyes seemed so wise and confident to others at that moment.

“what……”

Brando almost wanted to laugh out loud: “That’s it, it turns out that this is how the undead army of Madara who attacked us from behind came from this. The bastards of the thorn flower fire haha, I really blamed you at that time. …”

“The Temple of Flame, the Temple of Light, it’s really interesting.”

“It’s a pity…”

“I turned out to be a player, and a traversing player.”

This was really a surprise, Brando grinned gritted his teeth.

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