The Amber Sword

Maynild and her knight pulled out their sword, and no one in the hall still realized yet. Princess Gryphine was in front of Dilferi then, and smiled at her. The latter looked at the most beautiful princess in Aouine and nodded. She could feel the hint of loneliness and sadness behind those eyes. Gryphine and DIlferi’s acknowledgment stirred another wave of whispers. House Yanbao and House Covardo were both ancient families, and since the birth of the Kingdom until now, it was normal for the heirs of both families to know each other.

It was said that there was a secret connecting them both together, and Princess Gryphine’s action seemed to have warranted that rumor today. It alerted the attention of many others, and only Marquis Yoakam was smiling by the side. He raised his glass full of wine, and said, “Viruysatt.” [T/L: Eleven tongue for “Now the show begins”]

But then he heard the movement from the people outside the hall. After greeting Brendel, he stood alone by the window side, and was why he was the first person to hear their motions. He turned, only to see the Royal Cavalry’s activity and his face paled.

Gryphine’s gaze turned towards Brendel, “Seems like House Yanbao will have a chance to reclaim its former glory once more. You’re so lucky, Dilferi. But then again, are you a knight? Why is it that I’ve never seen you before?” Her silver pupils contained a slight bit of admiration and regret, but her tone was mellow and filled with honest blessings.

And everyone there knew why she would phrase it that way.

It would have to take a genius to reach the Gold rank, and an extraordinary one at that to be an Elemental Awakener. The Elemental Awakeners could easily leverage the power of a faction, and House Covardo had always had the most number of Elemental Awakeners. But ever since the separation of the North and South, Princess Gryphine was sure that some of the Dukes may have more military power than her. If not for Buga the Cross, her state would be even worse off.

There were aspects of Freya that she did not like. Although she respects Freya for her dedication, the latter was always stuttering and did not have the air of a leader. How can this person bear the pride of ‘Staff of Flames’? And then there’s also that dream…

Maynild shook her head to throw away her random thought, and looked at Freya sternly, who managed to collect herself and respond.

“If you were to fall into a daze like that on the battlefield, you’ll most likely die in the future,” she scolded coldly.

“I’m sorry, senior Maynild,” Freya swiftly added. “I was being interrupted with other matters…”

“Your explanation better be plausible.”

“Arreck’s guards,” Freya looked at the carriage by the side and whispered. “Senior Maynild, although we should be in an offensive position… but the guards are located to the side of the carriages. That’s a defensive position. I remember we learned it as the basics of infantry placement. These people were from the military, so shouldn’t they know that as well?”

Maynild’s eyes glowed and surveyed the place. A place under the protection of the Holy Cathedral should not have that many Evil Cultists appearing… There must be someone on our side that is helping them out. It is not an easy feat to swap that many noble’s bodyguards for their members… This smells fishy.

“Look out for them,” Maynild said coldly. But she was feeling uneasy, Her Majesty is going to have a parley with Duke Arreck… So what does this action mean? Is this a plot he cooked up?

At the same time, Freya breathed out in relief. This young girl from Bucce was currently elated.

I knew it, Brendel would definitely not harm Princess Gryphine Her Majesty.