The Amber Sword

TL: So I have some bad news for myself, the first two volumes of the amber sword that I ordered are ‘Out of Print’ – Which I won’t be able to tell if there is any difference in the WN and LN version.

I can do this marathon of chapters since I’m doing it on my free time and treating like my break, but I’ll be working on my art assignments for the next 2 weeks after this. If you guys want more of the chapters from the series, then I can only shake my donation box, paypal:  [email protected] , and ask for some support here.

Anyways, I hope you guys enjoyed the past few days. And feel free to skip to the main story, or be prepared to have a long read about the previous poll’s thoughts.

TL: I love polls. It gives me insight to the human soul!

JK.

So I assume the people who voted ‘others’ means that this series resembles korean novels and their VRMMORPG protagonists’ counterparts?  Maybe it’s because of Brendel stealing the spider ring from the necromancer and his love for loot… 8)

I’m surprised that the choice ‘JP novel’ got the highest votes, although I can’t tell if it’s because of my TL style or because the plot sounds like JP stuff. Maybe it resembles Log Horizon in some ways? Hmm….

So ‘Western novel’. At first when I read the first few chapters and skimmed through the later ones, I thought it’s going to be a bit like game of thrones, wheel of time, or some western novel in the beginning, but the development of epic plot is slow here. Don’t get me wrong, I still think there’s a presence of dragons and dungeons influence, and I’m enjoying the journey the protagonist is having, but it’s a little different than what I expected. I spent a considerable amount of time thinking about name translations, gosh, the amount of names….swoon.

One step forward.

Brendel felt an overwhelming strength spreading from his shoulders to his arms and hands, and he sundered the web in front of him in a beautiful silver arc. The blade seemed to compress the air from two sides, forcing a screaming explosion of wind to sing from the sword. The web of overflowing vines broke apart like a sea of rotten firewood, and there was a large depression from the center of the web.

Freya staggered across the uneven ground and rushed towards the tree from behind, where she managed to see this scene in front of her. She always thought she had seen his limits every single time when he was in action, but this was the first time she saw him using this explosive power.

The Golden Demonic Tree was unable to block them any longer, and could only watch them break into the heart of the garden.

“The two of you attack the trunk and roots and I’ll attack the main body—”

He took out the Card of Fate, and spoke in his heart: “Activate the Holy Sword!”

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Even in the summer time, the Silver Claw Fortress was still covered by a layer of frost. It was built on the Corcov mountains in order to oversee the savages in the forest. But after the Balta province was built, it was used as one of the royal family’s villa.

There was an ancient pine tree in the fortress’s diamond shaped garden. It had miraculously survived from a fire within the Silver Claw Fortress, and the owner thought it was a good omen. Thus the tree was kept after the fortress was rebuilt.

And under this pine tree, a solemn atmosphere extended from it.

A adolescent girl was standing there in a thick uniform of the knights. She had beautiful silver hair, and her half pointed ears proved that she had another bloodline beyond a human, but she did not have the elegance and aloof beauty of an elf.

The fifteen-year-old girl wore a somber face, holding on tightly to a black and heavy longsword with both her hands. Her stance took on the form of an Aouine’s knight’s defensive posture.

She pursed her lips tightly, ordering the younger boy in front of him: “Haruze, attack me!”

A tone that denied any refusals.

“Older sis…….”

“Attack!”

The young boy could only force himself to strike with the sword. But the girl cleanly parried his blade and pushed his chest with one hand, making him fall straight onto the ground.

The surrounding servants audibly breathed inwardly.

“Again!” The girl’s expression did not change as she spoke.

“Sister, I…..”

“Stand up, again.”

The boy could only stand up. He took one step backwards, before gritting his teeth and charging over again. But the girl with the knight’s uniform passed the sword from her right hand to her left and simply swung upwards, easily knocking her opponent’s sword away.

“Why did you get distracted?”

“Sorry.”

“Again.”

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Ten minutes later.

The young girl went to the dressing room. She allowed two maidservants to remove her heavy uniform. Her perspiration and hot air were visibly seen in the cold air. She did not turn her head and simply asked: “Where is my father?”

“The Madara’s envoy has arrived, your royal highness.”

“His majesty is meeting Marquis Kluge in the secret meeting room.” Another maidservant replied with her head lowered.

The girl looked at herself in the mirror. Her face was cold and void of expression. She changed into a dress, inserted her hand into her long silver hair and sent it backwards. She raised her head and said:

“Bring me to Gammel.” She had thought there would be a chance to turn the battle around, but the wily Marquis Kluge was someone who could not be trusted. She had to find a trustworthy confidant to speak about this, and not in front of these servants.

“Yes, your royal highness.”

This was the beginning of June in the ‘year of bustling summer leaves and flowers’.

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Brendel looked at the Golden Demonic Tree’s branches which were gradually losing its color. They weakly drooped down and he knew this terrifying monster had reached the end of its life. He felt mentally tired. He had paid two EP to maintain the holysword, and that effect seemed to have affected his mind as well.

He was a warrior and not a wizard. Even then, a specialized wizard at his level would only have ten plus EP.

Freya and Romaine sat down at one side with their stamina completely drained. Freya had injured her arm a little but she was otherwise fine. In comparison, they were delighted to have defeated an impossible foe.

Both of them looked curiously as they saw Brendel walking forward to the Golden Demonic Tree.

[Power Break!]

He swung the Elven Sword across the trunk of the tree. The dying Golden Demonic Tree was nothing more than an oak tree now, and it was unable to resist Brendel’s 7.7 OZ worth of strength. The meteoric strike tore the upper body of the tree away and it splintered everywhere as it crashed onto the ground.

The girls called out in surprise, not understanding what he was doing.

Brendel knew that the Golden Demonic Tree hung its dead preys on the tree’s crown and slowly absorbed the mana from them. Despite the passing years, there might be some loot on it.

Brendel walked over and he saw a card on the floor with his first glance.

Chapter 39 – The death of the Golden Tree

TL: You read that right. Not Golden Demonic Tree, but Golden Tree. Since the title for this chapter has spoilers, I have shifted it =X