At this time Viscount Uchimatsu still seemed to have no idea about his future destiny.
The knight looked at his companion.
“Do you remember the prophecy we saw in Alkash, Palmid?”
The knight nodded.
Fate-changing sword—
Viscount Naimatsu clenched his fists, showing an excited look:
“Pamid, thats the final throne—”
“And the lens that the shepherds have been looking for is the last guide to that hope. They are divided into five, which is essentially a beacon-the guide given by Lord Martha!”
“Pamid, we must not let the hope of the world fall on those people!”
That is an ancient prophecy.
Engraved on the blue poem—
xvi: wer
The lost moon took the light—
xx:
Light is lost.
xvii: thestar
The silver generation is lost on the earth, marching in darkness and obscurity.
viii: gth
The encounter between the emperor and the fool.
ix: thehermit
The rusty clockwork is resetting.
xxi: theworld
Fate-changing sword.
amber—
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The Amber Sword book 6 Chapter 505 Mortal hero
Martha gently embraced Antitina, who was sobbing, into her arms, comforting her back with her hands, comforting her child.
Antitina finally noticed something, and looked at Martha with tears in her eyes: “Are you … Master Martha?”
Martha nodded slightly.
“… Youre back?” The girl looked up, her face still full of pears and rain, with an eager hope in her voice: “Will you help us fight the Twilight Dragon?”
Martha shook her head with a smile, and wiped her tears gently: “My child, you dont need anyones help, and the mortal will and confidence is your most powerful weapon— —And I have given you authority, and the rest will need to open up a magnificent future by your own hands. “
Antitina looked at her puzzledly, but saw Martha lightly on her right hand. Starting at the fingertips, the goddess slowly turned into numerous scattered petals of light. In the dazzling light like the birth of a supernova, Antitina saw a simple throne.
On the throne, a holy sword fell asleep quietly.
A gentle voice echoed across Vonds sky.
“children—”
“Dont give up hope!”
At that moment, the whole world almost stopped breathing.
Everyone looked at the glorious sword in the sky.
In the elven palace of the deciduous forest of the Baishan Mountains, the bell rang, and the elven guard pulled the gate of the meeting place. The wind elf envoy took the lead in standing up, and one of them reached out to his opponent and said, “Thank you very much, my name is Melia, chief wizard of the elf court.”
The **** aristocrat with a pale face smiled slightly and touched the hand of the elves elegantly: “Although at this moment you and our names may be buried in the long river of history, but history will always remember this day, I believe It is significant enough to rewrite our future. “
Melia smiled: “Anyway, welcome back.”
“Where to return?”
Melia smiled and didnt answer, but the dark nobleman of Madara stopped questioning, as if they both knew each other.
The envoys on both sides nodded to each other, slowly walked out of the hall, then stopped, raised their heads and looked at the glorious sacred sword in the sky, and everyone said nothing for a long time.
In the south of Erouin.
There was a gust of wind in the Allasser Forest, the forest was rustling and countless dead leaves flew over peoples heads. In the distance, the sparkling waves of the Bernicer River passed quietly over the land south of Lantonilan.
With the effect of inertia, the gravel creak made a crunching sound, throwing the last stone with a high parabola into the distant walls of Bernichel. After the flash of magic, a wave came from within the city. The roar of the building collapsed.
The cultists have given up to resist, and a plump dragon spews flames on the broken city walls, driving away those who have collapsed and fleeing.
Stopped on the battlefield.
Everyone is watching the sky—
Haruze shook Mikayas small hand and stared at the majestic mountain on the clear blue sky.
Miss Antitinas father was also a hero. His unyielding leave everyone a last glimmer of hope, so he deserves the title of knight. There are always many such heroes in human history. Haruze couldnt help thinking of his teacher. In the dazzling glory of the holy sword, he could always see a straight back, firm belief, and never fade Ideal, isnt it the teachers words and deeds?
The birth of Alluin is so brilliant, and can he afford the teachers entrustment?
The little prince bit his lips and said nothing in silence.
The two were surrounded by the expressionless Archduke Lantoniland. The duke, who had just experienced the pain of bereavement, was pale and pale, as if he was ten years old. He embraced his only granddaughter, the only bloodline left by his son and daughter-in-law, and stared into the sky for a long time without saying a word.
The cultists massacred the inhabitants of Bernice.
This also filled their own grave with a final handful of soil.
Bernice was not captured.
This was the order of the Lord Duke.
From this day, Lantonilan will also begin a big cleansing of all disbelievers.
Haruze knew that innocent people would be killed under this order, but he did n’t say anything. Civilization sometimes needed iron blood, and Eruin ’s decay had reached a level where bones were deeply visible. As a king, he must learn to take responsibility. Those wearing crowns are not qualified to cherish feathers. If a country must move forward, someone must be stigmatized.
Haruze was aware of it, but if someone had to pay for it all.
It would not be the Eruin, but the dragon of dusk.
He clenched his fists.
Behind him, Medusa Lesmeca was equally astonished by the sights in the sky. Her sword, like a reptile, reflected the sword deeply, her eyes flashing with hesitation and determination: “… really exists, everything is true …”
Her friend, the **** dark elf, grabbed his close friend by the arm and looked at her worriedly: “Lesmeca?”
Kayas action alarmed Haruze in front.
The little prince turned back and was startled when he saw Lesmecas abnormal shape. He thought Lesmeca was worried about himself and said quickly: “Sister Lesmeca, you dont have to worry, this attack was never thought of by anyone, and no one can blame anyone for it. Besides, am I okay now? “
But he didnt expect that the words had just fallen, Lesmeca grabbed him with a backhand, and the strength of his hands almost made him scream. The bodys subconscious reaction was to use black magic to resist, but Haruze stopped this impulse because he saw Ms. Medusas eyes-clear and bottomless, without any intention to hurt him.
“Miss Lesmeca, you …?” He whispered, gasping.
Mikaya also turned around and looked at the scene with a tilted head with interest. She asked with her eyes if the little prince wanted help, but Haruzer shook her head at her.
Lesmeka lowered her head, her face with a rare seriousness. Looking at the look of his best friend, the dark elf Kaya seemed to realize something, and quickly asked: “Lesmeca, do you think?”
Medusa turned her head and nodded her head: “Kaya, we have lost our home. Do you want to experience the lingering taste again? We came to this world on earth to find hope, now At the last moment, we must make up our minds. “
Kaya opened her mouth and stopped talking.
“Kaya, do you believe me?” Lesmeca asked, looking at her look.
“I dont believe who else can you trust, Lesmeca? Without you, there is no me at the moment. I have always regarded you as my sister,” Kaya could not help but said, “I gave it to you at first, Its just trusting you to make the right judgment, I— “
Lesmeca interrupted her: “Kaya, thank you, but its time to be desperate.”
Kayas eyes crossed Medusa, and he looked complexly into the sky and nodded.