The Amber Sword

Chapter 55 – Sword, light

Along with a fiercesome cry, the gargoyle swoop down from the sky and its hook-like claws latched onto Burnley’s shoulders, then raised the ball-like figure into the sky. The businessman reacted subconsciously and tried to wiggle out of the gargolye’s grasp, but realized he was in mid air and paled instantly and stopped moving.

Everyone raised their heads up. Even though they knew they might do the same thing as Burnley, they secretly despised him for his cowardice.

Brendel raised his hand up and yelled admist the army without looking back: “Uom (come back)!”

When he finally looked behind him, the soldiers before him took a step back under his gaze. However, once they did so, they revealed that Ciel was surrounded by hundreds of spears.

“Don’t attack me, I surrender!” The young wizard raised his hands up to show that he did not intend to resist.

[I say, can you be any more spineless?]

Brendel sighed once and shook his head. But Ciel did not seem to see his actions and blinked at him repeatedly, saying: ‘Everything is up to you my lord, I already did my best.’

Luc Beson and the nobles were tongue-tied as they did not know whether this was true. Even though the White-Mane army’s captain already believed Brendel’s words, but he wished that it was untrue.

Brendel thrust the sword into Burnley’s ball-like figure. The latter shrieked pitifully as his body rapidly shrank, and his appearance changed to that of a ugly and desiccated monster.

“A lich!” Luc Beson recognized this creature in an instant.

Esebar was even more exaggerated as his body sagged as he yelled. “Impossible!”

His response frightened everyone and they cast their eyes on him. Brendel’s expression was cold. He finally knew what happened in Fortress Riedon and why it fell so quickly.

[But history— or the future… cannot be changed now.]

Esebar felt the perspiration on his forehead. The words from the damnable fat bastard appeared like a deadly trap now. In order to capture Brendel, he had took out a third of the Fortress’s guards and placed them under Burnley.

And these private troops, were most likely undead creatures by now.

When they still hesitated over this matter, ghastly blue flames could suddenly be seen from Riedon’s west and northern areas. Everyone understood what happened by now.

Esebar felt the world was spinning.

“Re-retreat! To the south gate now!”