The Amber Sword

“Miss Magadal.”

Even though the Anderla Cathedral was battered brutally by storms, it did not affect the solemn quietness of its halls one bit. Normally, the hall would be used to conduct silent prayers and meditations. But there would be occasions where it would be required to hold up to thousands of people, which was why the interior was designed so magnificently. The curved roof of the cathedral was supported by twenty-eight grey stone pillars; long rows of chairs facing the central altar which created a fan-shaped space. It was truly a sight behold.

A large number of subordinate workers are responsible for cleaning the cathedral daily. When they saw Princess Magadal walking inside, they rushed to greet her with respect.

Magadal was a high-level priestess, a princess, not to mention that she was even a student of Archbishop Wood. In addition, after Archbishop Wood’s departure, her status rose and she was recognized to be in charge of the place temporarily.

Magadal stopped and nodded her head lightly in return to the workers. Although she was born as a princess, there is little to no glimpses of arrogance and snobbishness in her. Though it may be because of her education, the main factor caused was that she was originally gentle in nature.

Well known for her social relations, the Nun Princess was praised both inside and outside of the cathedral.

“Is the Archbishop in?” she asked.

“The key is that she already has the Lionheart Sword, meaning the sword guardian family would definitely side with her. And I heard that Count Yanbao’s three Gold Rankers are here in Ampere Seale too. And let’s not forget the peculiar young man in the Elemental Realm.” Moros said, looking at Yoakam.

Yoakam’s face twitched, saying,” Hmm, that’s true.”

“Although they are not united anymore, we still have to face four experts in the Elemental Realm. Do you have any problem with that??” Moros’ freezing cold eyes swept past the two.

“No problem.” The unnamed noble finally spoke.

“Ah!” Magadel couldn’t help but scream discreetly, she finally figured out who the noble was. He was barely public and did not have a high rank too, but coincidentally Magadal recognized him, He’s from Marquis Balta’s family!

The White Lion Legion!

Is the White Lion Legion near Ampere Seale? The Legion was once the pride of the Kingdom, but after Marquis Balta was bought over by the prince, their pride had fallen to the nobles. Contrary to the Black Blade Squad, the White Lion Legion was tasked with protecting the borders, fighting against the Kirrlutz. And unexpectedly when everyone’s focus was on the Blade Blade Squad, the White Lion Legion joined the fray.

But how could they leave the border unattended? Is Duke Seifer out of his mind? Magadal’s mind was spinning, her body drenched in cold sweat. Thankfully, the noise isolation of the secret passage was exceptional, and her sound was not detected by the people outside. The Nun Princess sighed softly, her hands and feet were icy cold, but she could not help continue stalking.

“That’s good,” Moros nodded, “Has the person been assigned?” He then turned to glare at Yoakam sharply, “This involves the reputation of the Holy Cathedral of Fire, and is the last step of our plan.”

“Please don’t worry.” Marquis Yoakam replied, nodding his head with assurance. He then took out a miniature object from his arms and placed it on the coffee table, “That man can definitely be trusted, and this ring is his offering – “

Moros was silent, he just took up the ring and coldly nodded his head.

It was at this moment, the three men in the house heard a slight noise as if as something heavy had fallen to the ground. “Who’s there?!” The Archbishop reacted first. He roared and shot a golden-red ray, hitting a bookcase.

The bookcase burst into flames, sawdust and sparks descended like colorful butterflies. Meanwhile, the sidewall of the house suddenly rumbled loudly and slid open, revealing a secret passage.

Moros glanced towards the secret passage to see Magadal on the ground with a pale face.

“Miss Magadal!” The Archbishop of the Anderla Cathedral turned livid with rage, and the words seem to be forced out of his gritted teeth. “I think you have crossed the line this time, not even Wood can help you anymore.”

She was staring dumbfounded at the ring and did not hear him

“This is impossible……” She murmured.