The Amber Sword

Chapter 228 – Wind sharpshooter (1)

“Count Randner’s forces lost?”

The parchment from Oberbeck’s hand slid away, but he quickly grabbed and held onto it like a snake. He raised his head, revealing his face that was full of shock.

Princess Gryphine was listening at the side without making a move.

The outcome of the huge battle in the southern borders was not leaked immediately and it took several days before the information spread.

Count Randner’s huge army was defeated soundly, and it caused the lords of the surrounding lands to be at a loss for words.

The damage to the coalition army was not as large as one would have thought; the majority of the soldiers was incited to escape as the Highlanders turned tail and fled. The army from the Grey Bear region was completely unhurt.

[Cause and effect…… There’s a complicated relationship between Aouine, the Silver Elves, and the Wind Elves. With their aid, the kingdom barely managed to survive till this day. Still, Madara clearly saw how weak Aouine was and the latter slowly began to move towards death after the invasion. All history, though.]

Brendel patted the two men’s shoulders: “Don’t worry, we can still work on it slowly. The kingdom isn’t beyond salvation. Hmm, the doctrine to the White Lion Infantry was mostly lost because of the internal royal war between the Corvado and Seifer dynasties. It’s said that one of the Seifers in the past took a third of the doctrine and hid it in a graveyard in Maanstro. Perhaps if we have the time we can search for it.”

Bosley thought Brendel was trying to console him, but the latter truly meant it. During that civil war, the head of the Seifer dynasty split the doctrine into three parts, then handed them to his two sons and one daughter. One portion was retrieved, with the other hidden in one of Maanstro’s graveyard. The final part’s location was unfortunately unknown even in the game.

The complete White Lion Infantry was estimated to be Tier 4 amongst the gamers, and Brendel estimated gathering two portions would at least get these soldiers to Tier 3. The training method for the Steel Knights could be solved by alternative means as well.

Bosley tapped the youth for a response as the latter seemed to be lost in his thoughts.

“Ah. Grandmaster Bosley, right. I think the Crimson Flagbearers’ armor is pretty good. Can you try to think of a way to improve it?”

“Improvement?” The old did not understand: “Even though the defense of this armor is very high, the armor is not suited for heavy infantry. There is magic woven into the armor, enhancing its defense against arrows, but it isn’t suited to guard against repeated strikes from a melee weapon. It does have the same idea as the White Lion Infantry’s armor, but the latter uses excessive materials to ward off both melee and ranged weapons.”

“No, what I mean is for you to redesign it and allow archers to wear them.”

“Archers?” Bosley stared at the youth with wide eyes. He had never heard of such excessive extravagance, even having archers to wear magic armor.

It was not that the archers were not valued, but the position of archers are already placed in the backline, and it was a little too wasteful to put magic armor on them: “Isn’t it too much of an expenditure?”

“Not at all, what if these are the ones to wear the armor?” Brendel got the old man to turn around, pointed at the young, tall and lithe female Tree Elves wearing longbows on their back and shopping in the ‘human world’.

“That’s……” Bosley could not find the words to refute him.

Anyone knew that the Elven archers were sharpshooters that could not be replaced. But Bosley could hardly think of a sharpshooter wearing armor. In theory, archers sought for agility.