The Amber Sword

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“William! This debt after forty years-”

“I shall collect it from you in their place!”

The voice of the young man echoed solely across the battlefield. He stood in the mountains and faced everyone, as if a boundary existed between himself and the others.

In front of the entire army of The Holy Cathedral of Fire.

And that scene was engraved in everyone’s mind for the rest of their lives. Even as time wasted away or whether they had become enemies or alliances with one another after years, everyone would still remember what happened at this very moment.

It opened up the door of memory in the minds of many, and time began to flow once more. It was a quiet force that touched their hearts.

And then they remembered–

But to Brendel’s surprise, Ciel had the time Elemental Power, one of the highest classes of Elemental Powers. And he was disgusted that the ugly fellow had such a powerful Elemental Power that could be compared to his own Space Elemental Power.

Ropar had the slightest changes among all. This Lord of the Lizardmen just had some extra war marks and his Elemental Power was obviously related to fire.

Brendel gave his orders once the four of them appeared, “Hold these Paladins back. I need some time to prepare.”

And at the same time, the eleven Paladins knew that they could not break through their enemies’ defense line right away. Although Andrea, Medissa, Ciel, and the Lord of the Fireclaw Lizardmen Ropar were only Elemental Awakeners and should be far weaker than themselves. But they were really quirky.

It was needless to talk about the dual Elemental Power Andrea was needless to be said, they even had a Silver Elf Royal Dragon Cavalry. Although the Elite Elves’ combat prowess was declining in recent years, their battle tactics were not to be underestimated.

The Scroll Mages on the other side was also a tough opponent, these Scroll Mages were experienced, scholarly administrators. Except they were not scholars hired by the nobles, they managed the magic items in the Buga, and they knew all sorts of knowledge and even rare, unseen magics.

However these Scroll Mages only indulged in the world of literature. They were rarely seen anywhere else other than the galleries. Only God knows why they would come and participate in this battle.

The Lord of the Fireclaw Lizardmen seemed to be the hardest to deal with. Beings from the Elemental realm were hard to deal with, no matter if he was an Elemental Being or Half Elemental Being.

Upon seeing these few people, even William who was observing the battle frowned. Ciel’s appearance made him uneasy, as things could be troublesome if someone from the Silver Citizens came.

But the Buga should not be that reckless.

He could only hope that Ciel’s joined the fray as a personal matter.

William pressed hard on his sword and managed to calm down. Although there were still uncertainties in this match, he was confident in his victory. Since the princess is so confident, why not let me teach her a lesson!

Exactly.

Brendel’s summoned beings could only hold the strongest forces of the Holy Cathedral of Fire temporarily, but it would not change the outcome of the battle.

In cooperation with the Holy Cathedral of Fire’s attack, the Northern Coalition Army sounded the horn, and the whole army began to gather and move forward. But the soldiers’ morale was low, their hearts guilty of the fact that they were facing their own kin.

The nobles cursed while forcing their men to forwards, and a spectacle conjured on the battlefield. The nobles and the knights had to form rows of overwatching teams and push their men forward– It was an exact scene of the Kirrlutz driving their slave army.

But even so, the pressure made the atmosphere suffocating. The noble private soldiers of Audine watched golden meteors shoot across the sky, down towards the Anker Mountain; while the army moving forwards on land made it look like it was the end of the world.

The confidence to fight against the Northern Coalition Army back then was gone.

Could this battle still be fought?

On the other side was the Holy Cathedral of Fire and the Northern Coalition Army. It seemed impossible to fight either one of them, but now that they joined hands, that was even more of a pipe dream now.

Count Audine tried to reinvigorate his soldiers’ morale. But there was nothing much he could do.

He sighed, looking at the Northern Coalition Army as they crossed the stream that had started to overflow after the storm. Those men were getting ready to enter the forest.

Everyone could not help but feel a little hopeless.

“Mr. Brendel.” Princess Gryphine said gently, “Should we step back a little?”

Brendel moved his sight away from the sky and looked at the main battlefield–

The enemies were in such large numbers that they could fill an ocean, but he shook his head, “Give me a little more time.”

He was waiting for an opportunity.

Then the bellowing of a horn reverberated inside everyone’s eardrums.

But it had a deeper pitch compared to the Northern Coalition Army.

Are there new enemies? Or are they reinforcements?

Everyone was startled slightly when they lifted their heads and looked up. The south unit of the Northern Coalition Army began to stir in the rain, and almost immediately their ranks broke!

It is reinforcement!

Everyone felt their hearts jump.

Where did all these reinforcements come from? Could it be that the Princess’ private army has arrived? Impossible. Even the Imperial Navy has not made it yet, how could the princess’ army arrive first?

“It’s Anthony’s army!”

Count Audine said with a slightly trembling voice while putting his telescope down.

“It’s the Royal Faction!” The students of the Royal Cavalry Academy started a commotion. “This is impossible! Didn’t they leave?”

It was the Royal Faction’s forces.

Duke Anthony’s emblem, as well as Makarov’s and Count Violet’s flags, were glinting on the battlefield like sharp blades cutting into the Northern Coalition army.

Princess Gryphine bit her lower lip and held her fist tightly.

Why did they return? How could it be?

No one knew those people as clearly as she did.

Cavalries in black and red appeared on the battlefield. They swooped into the battlefield from the Anker Mountains, barging through the battlefront of the advancing Northern Coalition Infantry. They then stopped before the main formation of the princess, shielding them against the northern nobles’ armies.

A knight rushed out of the formation, pausing in the rain before turning his horse back to face his men.

He lifted his mask,

and revealed a young face.

It was Eikkel.

The young man pointed his sword at Brendel and shouted loudly, “Noble knight! I am here as promised!”

Back in the Long Song Forest, your valiant words about the knight’s code convinced me. I’m here to help you pursue the wishes of our ancestors!”

“For Aouine!”

The soldiers’ voices filled the entire battlefield.

Brendel did not expect Eikkel to appear right now under such circumstances. This guy–

But he could not help himself smiling. I can totally see Makarov’s pissed face right now.

But he turned back to look at the princess. At this moment, he attained calmness. It turned out that he was not fighting alone.

And the princess was not alone too.

There were many more other people fighting side by side with them.

Just like it did back in the game, he shut his eyes, feeling his comrades fighting alongside him. Except for this time, they had grasped their destiny.

And how can he feel bad about it?

He smiled slightly and at the same time, he drew out the card from the deck that he had prepared for a long time.

……

William finally frowned. The sudden appearance of Anthony’s army was beyond his expectation. In fact, their Aouine allies had guaranteed him that there was no one else opposing them beside the princess’ tiny army.

“These damn pest.” He could not help himself from scowling. But fortunately, these were just meager forces of the nobles. They would not affect the final outcome.

But allowing the Northern Coalition Army to be broken up was also a problem. He raised the sword in his hand and issued an order to the Kirrlutz Air Force, requesting them to hold back Anthony’s ground troops.

The Kirrlutz’s flagships immediately began to reorient the direction of their hull. Their cannons were aimed at the wing of the Northern Coalition, right at Duke Anthony’s soldiers.

But just before the mages of the three warships could even test out their weapons, the space in front of the fleet rippled just like fish scales out of a sudden.

Spacial distortions!

The chief mage of the warship, ‘Taylor’ screamed, “There is a reaction in the portal. It’s an enemy! Fire! Fire quickly!”

The three Kirrlutz warships opened fire, as bright sparks rained down along with rain droplets.

However, they were a little too late, as four cyan circles suddenly ripped the space apart and the shadows of the towers behind the portals cast down.

“It’s the Floating Towers!”

“The Tower Wizards!”

“Why would they possibly come?”