The Amber Sword

Chapter 37 – Awakening

Brendel opened his eyes after waking up from his grandfather’s dream. He felt his forehead was completely cold from the perspiration. He looked up at the gloomy sky and breathed out slowly. There were immediate ways to shake off the dream prison, either by using equipment that strengthen the willpower attribute or special abilities. An example would be his innate talent, ‘Unyielding’.

But he realized subconsciously that it was not the best solution.

Regardless, the past memories of the old Brendel had merged together with his own. He was no longer just purely Brendel or Sophie, and they were now one and the same in one body. If he ignored the old Brendel’s weaknesses, then one day he would be unable to look at his own weaknesses.

He needed to recognize for what he was now, to be able to accept everything that happened in his past.

This growth was not limited to just his mind— Accepting Brendel’s past had benefited him a great deal. Brendel’s grandfather personally taught his grandson his swordsmanship, but Brendel had subconsciously sealed his own memories because he had given up on himself.

With all the memories of the young Brendel unlocked, the swordsmanship that he had learned merged within his soul.

[Just exactly what sort of swordsmanship is this?]

But before he finished his thoughts, Freya had already rushed over to Romaine’s side and picked her up.

She still had a peaceful expression, but Brendel discovered two streams of tears from Romaine’s face when Freya picked her up. His mouth went wide with shock.

“What’s going on!” He could not imagine that Romaine actually cried.

“I’ll tell you later.” Freya took a deep breath and put her hand on her forehead, but there was no reaction. She was taken aback for a moment and immediately said: “Turn your head away!”

“What for?”

“Turn away, hurry up, and no peeking!”

Brendel’s left eyebrow went up but he immediately nodded. Unfortunately, his curiosity was actually no less than Romaine, and after a while, he spied behind his back. He saw Freya hugging Romaine with their foreheads touching each other, and Freya muttered fretfully: “Little Romaine, hurry up and wake up. Have you forgotten our promise?”

He froze for just a little while. He did not expect the merchant girl who spoke whatever was on her mind to have her own secret, even though he knew they had a very good relationship. But he found Freya’s eyes glaring furiously at him before his surprise was over.

“Apologies, someone else inside me insisted on looking.” Brendel tried to blame someone else.

“Y-you devious, outrageous scumbag!” Freya lambasted him with crimson cheeks.

“Sorry, sorry.”