Vol 3 Chapter 322

Name:The Amber Sword Author:Fei Yan
Act 322 of the Battle of Saint White

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

Juggernaut Darus, the name was strange and familiar to him. Since the second revival, the name once belonged to one of the three princes who supported the kingdom of Eruin. His active age was still one century before Eruin, and in the sword of amber it was just a name for players. The same background.

In history, the kingdom's spirit was no longer in the future. It is said that Gurekes left, Turaman also returned to Mithril Castle, and the swordsman also lived in seclusion. Some people say that he is still alive, and some people say that he is dead, but in Brando's own memory, he still remembers the moment when his grandfather held his hand.

It was just an old man who described Artemisia annua. Although his eyes were still burning with a steadfast flame far beyond ordinary people, he finally came to the end of life; and in another memory of him, Sophie and Brando, In the dream of the Golden Tree, the old soldier from the November war held a sword and bowed his head and smiled.

It was a world made up of Brando's memory, and everything in the world would not deviate. He could even feel that kind of expectation clearly, but only to this day he understood that the old man had pinned some kind of expectation on the back, not just the elders, on Brando.

However, in real history, Brando himself may have been killed in Butch's old house.

That being the case, why didn't he tell Brando the secret of the ring after the wind? What is the last Sword Master in history concealing?

"My grandfather was the Grand Marshal of the Temple Alliance of the Flames in the last holy war?" Brando suddenly looked up and asked.

"Ah, I thought Lord Lord, you would be even more surprised by the identity of the Lord Swordmaster," Charm said slightly. "It is true, the Lord has served as the Marshal of the Temple Alliance."

No, it doesn't. In Brando's memory, in the history of another world, Swordmaster Darus has never served as Marshal of the Temple Alliance. Either history is lying or Char is lying. Brando looks at Charles and Her Royal Highness, Princess Griffin also looks at him, but there is a sense of identity in the silver eyes.

Juggernaut Darus is also a royal party, not even a new royal party. He is a true royal. But why did he leave the center of power at that time, leaving the declining royal family of Corkova.

The eyes of His Highness and the Princess told him that they had not lied-or that their level of falsehood had reached the point where they could live in harmony. But unless it's a big, sly nobleman, the princess is only sixteen this year.

"But this has never been recorded in history," Brando pretended to question.

"Because of history, the Temple of Fire has always kept the files of each jihad secret."

In fact, Brando mercilessly broke through Charles's lies. No matter how confidential the files of the past jihad are, the words will still be circulated, not to mention the prominent status of the Marshal of the Allied Forces.

What's more, in another history, in order to investigate the death of His Royal Highness, Brando had the honour to 'check' the secret dossier of the Temple. Regarding the history of the November War, Swordmaster Darus never appeared. Unless history has changed, or all materials related to Swordmaster Darus have been abridged or sealed.

There is another secret.

The part of Brando's soul that belonged to the game suddenly awakened. The memory in his mind seemed to be activated instantly, like a river flowing with words and words, one by one from the depths of his thoughts.

The year that Swordmaster Darus lived in seclusion, the first period of 325 years, the year of castor, a number like a lightning broke into his thoughts.

At that time node ...

In the year of star gathering, on the 17th of Moon Moon, Earl of Atania led the White Lion Infantry Regiment westward into the Hagan area, supported operations on the side of the Cruz, and launched an attack on the Black Tooth Tribe of Toquinin.

The earth temple has been defeated since then, and the four temples have subsequently concluded agreements on reconciliation between the four years; the jihad ended four years after the Star Festival.

Brando clearly remembers that the age of the stars was 321 in the First Age. The two time nodes coincide, which is interesting, and there really is something wrong here.

He couldn't help closing his eyes, and the flashing river of time appeared before him:

Battle of the Long River.

Gintings bleeding.

The Yan Temple has moved east.

Attack the alfalfa field.

Then came the beginning of the long and tragic November war, and the jihad had never been so **** one day. Brando suddenly realized what exactly made the war so cruel. Those veterans who have been in war for more than ten years are quickly consumed in less than a year of war ...

surrounding……

A series of tug-of-war battles in the extension of the Alkash Mountains.

The historical record is ...

Four temples entered the area at the same time, followed by a protracted and dark ground meat grinder, and a year-long ground meat grinder. Almost drained the blood of every little duchy and kingdom like the Eruin affiliated with the four temples.

The shadow of that war has continued to this day, and Eruin lost a whole generation or even two generations of young people.

Brando was suddenly shocked, how close history is. One hundred years later, in another war, the knights Greestus, Faenza, Elranta, the Temple of the Wind Queen, and Madara entered the area again.

It was also a tragic battle.

He still remembers the overwhelming army of undead, everything seemed to be in darkness.

However, the Alkash Pass seems to have such an important strategic position so far. Why do several major temples fight here again and again? Speaking of the traditional territory belonging to Faenzan, Al-Kashgar Mountains, but until later generations, Cruz, Wind Elves, and the army of the dead of Madara were stationed here.

Brando's heart pounded, and he realized that he might have caught the center of gravity. He clearly remembered that after the end of the November war, the jihad was basically declared over. His grandfather also retired at this time, as if there was a keen sense of belonging to the player, telling him that if there is something wrong in this story, it must be in the November war.

That tragic war, remembered by all the veterans. Brando also remembered a detail in that war, the temple awarded many valuable veterans with outstanding candlelights.

This is unprecedented.

He opened his eyes, his eyes flashing with breathtaking light.

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

"Why tell me now?" Brando shook his head and asked.

"I'm sorry," Charles sighed. "If I can't say it, I'd rather keep this secret forever. It's already my best wish to guard the Lord Lord, who is the descendant of Marshal Darus, silently. . "

Brando glanced at him as if to see the guy through. But Shire is still the young man wearing Shire's robe, with a confident smile on his face.

Shire also responded with a smile.

"This cunning guy," Brando thought to himself, "for another question, why did my grandfather end up living in Braggs. You know, I didn't even know he was a Highland knight before, did my father also suffer? In the drum? "

"No, your father should know something inside, Brando," Her Royal Highness replied, "In fact, I don't know much, but at least I know that when Dalus left the army, your father had grown up; On the same day, he settled on a family relationship, following the tradition of the Highland Cavaliers, who was also a nobleman of Cartilego. "

"That was my mother, but my grandfather never taught me about the nobility tradition. Before I grew up to a certain age, I never thought—and didn't know what the Cartier brothers and the Highland knights had." Bu Lando replied.

"Ah, that's what Master Daruss is ... then did he teach you swordsmanship?" Princess Griffin was slightly surprised.

"Grandfather taught me some swordsmanship, but it's all fur of military swordsmanship," Brando replied.

"Ah ..." The half-elf princess was really surprised this time. She couldn't help raising her long eyelashes and looked curiously at Brando: "Mr. Brando, your swordsmanship ..."

"That's another secret," Brando replied, "including the knowledge I have now, and in another experience I used to be a wizard."

Brando thought that he was not a lie. His swordplay did have another origin. It was a modified military swordplay that the player transformed from the sword saint Darus. He also studied under a wizard, but that was in the past.

"It must have been a tortuous experience." Griffin was amazed.

"Yeah, so twists and turns ..." Brando sighed in a different way, but it was very different from what Her Royal Highness imagined. At least he had never heard, let alone experienced such a story, since Butch's escape, the two worlds had overlapped in his life.

"So, what's going on," Brando sighed and continued to ask, pretending to be anxious to know the answer, but the answer was already looming in his mind, he just needed a confirmation, "I think there must be something hidden inside."

"My lord, I said, I will keep my secret." Charles replied, "In the past, it does n’t make sense. We just need to know that fate is still attached to some people. My lord, you are here today, just Prove that the boss is right-- "

No, perhaps only Brando was in the presence to understand that all this was not a connection to fate, because history had changed long ago-only he knew the real future-and he was here to prove this fixed Everything is already turbulent.

Because Brando was supposed to die in Butch, Eruin should have set foot on the course of history.

However, destiny passed the present life to Alice, but passed history and the future to the blind goddess Elaine. The present life is connected by an invisible line, which is causality. But history and the future show infinite unknown and possibility on the card.

Because of this infinite future.

Mortals can dominate their own destiny.

Brando was convinced, so what was the problem? There must be such a line--a line in which Brando had neither died nor crossed, and in what world, what a scene. What exactly is the mission entrusted to Brando?

"What a waste wood." Brando could not help but cursed, after the divine swordsman, he died on a bone rack. This is probably the biggest black joke in the history of Eruin, but it was completely buried in the game without leaving any trace.

But that's okay, he already guessed at least part of the answer. Brando glanced at Shire and asked: "If I am not mistaken, in November of the year of the Star Shine, the coalition of the Temple of Fire, King Eruin, must have come from the Alkash Mountains. The attack behind friendly forces, right? "

"Let me guess, but what the Temple of Flames didn't expect was that Juggernaut Darus was so powerful that he took Eruin's legion to kill a blood path alive."

"right?"

His voice wasn't loud, but he was powerful and word-for-word. Brando seemed to be at ease, and Her Royal Highness bit her lip, and Charles seemed to have seen a ghost, and everyone was stunned by the rebellious words.

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

"what……"

Brando almost wanted to laugh out loud: "So, this is how the undead army that attacked us from the back of Madara came from the same time. The thorny flames bastards, haha, I really blame you ... "

"The Temple of Fire, the Temple of Light, is really interesting."

"It's just a pity ..."

"I turned out to be a player, but also a traversing player."

It was really a surprise, Brando grinned grinningly.

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