Act 342 In the Dark (Part 2)

"In fact, what we have been guarding for generations is actually this holy sword. ∏∈∏∈," Delfiri patted the wooden box lightly: "Its name is Misol, and it is of the light system. The Holy Sword, it was once the most precious treasure of Faenzan, but for some unknown reason it ended up in the hands of the Lord of Fire, Gilt, and then ordered my family to bring it to this land incognito."

Brayson and Manrique seemed to have heard some fantasy, and there were expressions of astonishment on their faces.

"But why does the King of Flame go through so much trouble to do these things?" The young captain couldn't help but ask: "This is not in line with common sense!"

Delphiri shook his head: "I don't understand either, but this is a legend passed down from generation to generation in my family, and the Holy Sword does exist here. Originally I shouldn't know this, but after my father was framed and imprisoned by my uncle, He quietly told me all this before, and I understood what he meant, he entrusted the future of Yanbao to me."

"So, Baron Dalle has been questioning your father about the whereabouts of this holy sword, and your father has never let go, so that's why he was not killed?"

Delphire nodded.

"But what does it mean to Eruin? What does the Lionheart Holy Sword mean to it?" Manrique still found it difficult to accept that the holy sword in Valkyrie's hand was actually a fake. Except for the lord, , that is the person he admires the most: "Could it be that the Lion Heart Sword held by the Sifah royal family and the Corcova royal family has always been fake?"

"No, the Lion Heart Sword is real. Although it is made of imitation of Guangyao. But it contains the soul of the Holy Sword Odysseus and carries the belief of the late Lord Ek. The oath on the sword will always be Binding Eruin symbolizes the soul of this country.”

"So, what does this holy sword mean?"

"I think there is someone who might understand all this." Delphiri thought of something, and she said softly: "My uncle's intentions are not trivial. I am more and more suspicious that this is a conspiracy. Maybe the Holy Sword will continue to stay in Yan today." The fort is no longer safe, so I hope you can take it south to a safer place."

"You mean. Brando?" Brayson asked.

"Mr. Count once resonated with the Holy Sword Odyss in Rush Tower. I think he must know something about the secrets behind the Holy Sword of Flame and the Holy Sword of Light." Delphiri replied.

Brayson and Manrique looked at each other.

"What about you, Miss Delfry?"

"Of course I will stay here. My father has not recovered yet. After a while, I will go to the peace meeting in Ampelser. By then, if Mr. Brando has returned to Eruin. I will Tell him all this in person.”

Manrique shook his head: "It's not safe here, Miss Delphire. We didn't catch Baron Dahle, and he may still be hiding in the dark. If we leave, it will be difficult to guarantee the safety of you and the Earl."

"Maybe," Brayson thought for a moment and said, "The revitalization of Yan Castle is not something that happens in a day. Maybe we can divide our forces into two groups. I will escort Miss Deerferry to Balta, where the royal family has its territory. .You can go there as guests. And this holy sword will be escorted to the south by Mr. Manrique. Compared to our respective locations, he is more suitable for this task."

"That's not bad." Manrique also agreed with this proposal.

Delfiri hesitated slightly. She finally returned to her homeland and regained this land. It is easy and unwilling to leave it immediately. But she also understood that what Manrique and Bresson said made sense. Now that she had no soldiers, the old and weak servants in the castle were not enough to protect her and her father.

She was about to nod. But then there was a knock on the door outside. The voice of her knight captain Ronin came from outside: "We may not even be able to go there, miss."

"What happened?" Brayson frowned.

"Nia was attacked just now when she was patrolling outside.

An army suddenly surrounded Yanbao. "

"This is impossible," Brayson said angrily: "Where are my subordinates? Aren't they stationed outside the city?"

"The camp outside the city has been attacked, sir," Luo Ning replied calmly: "I have ordered my subordinates to open the city gate and let your men enter the castle. There are many enemies outside... some very strange enemies. .”

"strangeness?"

"How is Nia?" Delphiri asked nervously, "Is anyone injured?"

"There are many people injured, but Nia is not seriously injured," Ronin's voice paused: "Mr. Brayson, do you want to go up to the city wall and take a look?"

The three people in the secret room looked at each other.

"This is natural." Brayson pulled out his sword and replied in a deep voice.

The town of Capello has always been the only way from Corcova to the count of Yanburg. In peacetime, Yanburg was one of the two important entrances to the east and west of the empire; therefore, it served as a link between the empire's center and the border. At the thoroughfare of the region, Capello was once an important town with prosperous commerce and dense population. However, since the Frost Rebellion, the empire's center of rule has increasingly moved to West Fach and Ampelsel, and Capello's status has gradually been lost. It was replaced by the Earldom of Gray Mountain further south and began to decline from prosperity.

Since the Yanbao Rebellion began four years ago, the new rulers of Yanbao have exploited the business travelers in the past. As a result, the commercial activities on this road have become more and more declining. To this day, it has become a trading hub. The center has become a deserted and desolate town.

However, the town itself still retains its former size, and the fortress built to protect commercial activities still stands in the mountain pass to the north of Gray Mountain. This is the territory of the Corcova royal family, so there are routine visits during the period. Knights patrol the area.

But there was something special about today.

The knight who should have returned at this moment is nowhere to be seen. The war horse that has lost its owner is wandering in the mountain pass. The shirt with the royal emblem of stars, moon, silver and lily is scattered in pieces among the rubble. Broken armor, broken armor, etc. The sword, the cold corpse and the blood flowing in the valley seemed to tell the story of a tragic battle.

A silent army was moving forward along the valley. The dense flow of people seemed to occupy the entire field of vision from far to near. Occasionally, a few Corcovado gray wolves passed through the gravel in the valley. Watching this endless march with cold eyes.

On Capello's sentry tower, Sentinel Vilian was finally pushed awake by his companions. The biting chill of the morning made him shrink involuntarily.

"Is it time to change your shift?" he asked in a mumble.

But before he finished speaking, his companion covered his mouth.

"Woo..." Wei Lian smelled a disgusting stench, which almost made him roll his eyes: "Damn... what are you doing? Did you just poop?"

"Shut up, Wei Lian, you don't want to live anymore?" The horrified look in his companion's eyes finally made him calm down, and he pointed outwards with gesticulating gestures: "Look outside!"

"Outside?"

"In the valley, damn it!"

"What is that?" Wei Lian finally pushed his companions away and climbed onto the crenel. He suddenly took a breath of air: "Where did that army come from? Is it the army from a while ago? They came back from Yanbao ?”

"Those are the White Lions, but these are different. Look at their flags. Their flags are different!"

Wei Lian squinted his eyes and tried to distinguish the dark flags. He compared the few flags in his limited memory, but found none that matched them.

There was a roar in his mind, and an idea suddenly flashed through his mind that made him almost tremble.

"Quick...quick..." He trembled and said to his companions: "It's not our people, it's Yanbao. It must be Yanbao who rebelled!"

"what should we do?"

"Go and sound the alarm, you damn idiot!"

When the tinkling alarm bells reverberated over the entire Capello sky, in the late winter of this year in Eruin, the shrill bells that echoed from Capello finally spread to the people from Balta to Sifah. between mountains.

…

Levin Onessen sat in the carriage, looking gently at a lighthouse in the distance, and the blue surface of the shining sea, sparkling and twinkling in the sun, which was the last lighthouse on Cape Ampelsel. A lighthouse marks the end of Eruin's southern boundary. Further north, beyond Pelican Castle, is the land of Sifah.

The eldest son Wang's light blue eyes were unblinking, as if he could really see all this, but the holes in the blue-grey pupils blocked all the beautiful scenery between heaven and earth.

He was not at peace in his heart. During this trip to the south, he sent away his beloved sister, but he achieved the result he wanted most. For the first time, Eruin's future seemed so real and within reach, so close before his eyes, as if everything was developing for the best. The continuous turmoil in the kingdom since the Frost Rebellion seemed to be coming to an end at the end of this year.

Although the nobles whose interests have been harmed will more or less rebound, most people have already sided with the royal family. Everyone seems to have had enough of the long-term division and war. People are beginning to feel tired. They finally Let go of the baggage of the past and start taking steps forward again.

Eruin has shown such signs since the defeat of Duke Anlek in the battle of Ampelsel, and he just made it come earlier.

"Adesha." Levin suddenly said softly: "If my ideal comes true, what about yours?"

"My dream is to be with His Highness forever and to be His Highness's eyes."

"You always say what I like, but I want to hear what's in your heart."

"This is all true, Your Highness," the maid replied softly: "Because I am the only one who understands the ideal in Your Highness's heart. It is so tall and glorious, and I am willing to keep every detail of it in my heart and tell the people who come after me."

"But if there is really a dream," her voice became a little hopeful: "I do have such an ideal, Your Highness."

"oh?"

"I hope that one day, Your Highness can regain the light and see with his own eyes all that you have achieved, the smiles on people's faces, and the future of this kingdom."

Levin Ornesson suddenly fell silent.

...(To be continued.)uFor more exciting novels, welcome to visit our reading academy