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Act Two Hundred and Seventeen The Flames of Dawn XVIII(2/2)

"Give Akane back to me——"

That voice was high in the sky, echoing over the entire imperial capital.

It is not a vow, but it is more beautiful and firmer than any oath in this world.

Sitting on the opposite side of the carriage, the mountain maids were already moved to tears. They looked at the earl who was crying and unable to speak. Their hearts were full of apologies and regrets.

They once thought that there was nothing wrong with their Earl marrying a descendant of a mountain hero.

They even find it difficult to understand why the Earl is so resistant to Her Majesty the Queen's decision. Isn't the Earl himself a mountain man?

But now they understood.

It turns out that there are really people in this world who dare to fight against the entire empire for the sake of Lord Count.

If he is not a madman, then he must be the most worthy man in the world for the earl to fall in love with.

What a hero this is...

The maids quietly stretched out their hands and took the hand of their Earl - although Her Majesty the Queen is supreme, they chose to side with the latter at this moment.

The beam of light shining outside the car window at this moment seems to be the fire of dawn and the flame of dawn.

It will surely light up the darkness and bring light.



At this moment, Bradley's sword finally arrived.

What kind of sword is that.

It is like a bright and narrow line across the sky, dividing everyone's field of vision into two, and then there is nothing else between heaven and earth.

How to resist such a sword?

The knights present had no answer. It seemed that in front of it, the only option was to accept the slaughter.

But Brando gave them the answer.

He raised his right hand.

There is nothing in the right hand.

"when--!"

A bright line of fire seemed to flash in the darkness, and the line that divided the world into two and extended infinitely suddenly stopped before Brandopin's outstretched right hand.

Then all the illusions were shattered, the world returned to its original appearance, and the sword in Bradley's hand turned into a silver light in front of everyone's eyes, and slashed hard one foot in front of Brando.

Draw a long, bright spark.

Everyone held their breath at this moment, and some even gasped.

The ultimate sword master's full blow was blocked.

Being blocked by such a young man.

Several of the Imperial Guards who witnessed this scene even couldn't help but pat their faces to prove that they were not dreaming.

Then they saw a sword.

The sword is gradually revealing its true appearance in Brando's hands——

It was like pieces of flame burning in the air. Wherever the flame passed, dark red fragments shining with metallic luster were revealed. These fragments were bound together by invisible forces to form the shape of a sword.

There was a line of small words engraved on the fragment:

‘Touch tsvissatar private e——’

"That is……"

"That is the current form of the Flame Blade!"

The Flame Knights immediately recognized this sword.

But there is a stormy voice roaring in their hearts:

The physical form of the Flame Blade has been passed down from generation to generation through secret methods in the temple, but there is no sword inscription on this person. How could the physical form of the Flame Blade appear in his hand?

What does this mean?

"Wait a minute, look at that girl!" At this time, someone finally noticed Andrrig next to her.

Everyone's eyes are turned in that direction.

Two swords intersect——

Brando looked at Bradley, the sword holder in front of him, and the latter's eyes shrank slightly. What was burning in front of the old sword holder was the golden flame in the young man's eyes.

This is……

He was shocked.

Because this is the inheritance of the Golden Flame Way that has disappeared for thousands of years.

The late king actually named him as his successor.

How can this be?

But Brando didn't care about his thoughts. He just sighed slightly and asked:

"Is this your answer, Her Majesty?"

The Silver Queen felt her heart beat slightly, as if she had missed something. But she quickly calmed down.

"What you rely on is just a flaming blade?" She sneered: "But Brando, didn't your grandfather teach you how to become a mature man?"

"Gu is the emperor of the empire. How can I change what I said so easily——"

"...Then, there is only one way left between us."

The Silver Queen laughed angrily: "Arrogant——"

Bradley, the sword-holder, didn't know whether Brando was arrogant or not, but at this moment he had troubles to express, and he wanted to tell the Silver Queen. The young man in front of him did more than just repair the Flame Blade.

But he couldn't say anything anymore, because at this moment, he saw a golden light from the corner of his eye.

"Wand of Fire!"

Someone among the Flame Knights blurted out.

The scepter of fire in Andrique's hand was finally out of control at this moment and had to be released. As soon as it left the control of the vampire princess, it immediately flew towards Brando.

Then, in full view of the public, it merged into the broken flame blade in Brando's hand.

This scene was something even Brando didn't expect.

Then he felt a powerful force erupting in his body, and he immediately understood what kind of power it was - it was the soul of Odysseus, the power of the Orb of Fire.

In an instant——

The chasm between the side of truth and the peak of law has disappeared.

Then the seeds of law took root and sprouted, and the principles of elements and order left an eternal trace in Brando's heart. At this point, he also stepped through the gate of the spiral peak.

It only takes a second.

He closed his eyes, as if he felt the wind of the shallow sea blowing his soul, and saw the spirits of all things being born in the water. They acquired bodies in the earth, were protected by the wind, and were given wisdom by the flames.

When he opened his eyes again, the flames in his eyes had extinguished, except for an occasional golden flame flashing deep in his eyes.

Rules downstream.

But the momentum is still rising, as if the memories from ancient times are integrated into the depths of his heart bit by bit, and the powerful power has grown to the point where it is close to the middle reaches of the law.

Then it slowly stopped.

Then he heard a long-lost system prompt:

"Obtain the Key of Fire——"

"Get the Holy Sword, Broken Amber——"

Brando didn't know what the Key of Fire was, but the second hint was like a bolt of lightning, hitting the depths of his soul. He couldn't help but look at the shattered Odyssey in his hand.

Looking at the few lines of text written on the expanded data panel:

Amber (damaged)

【Existence】

Attack 214-373

Additional fire damage 110-150

+575 Strength

Additional skills:

The key to the present world: improve the law to attack a realm.

Fire of Wisdom: ‘The Dawn Flame, the Distinction of the Wise——’, the wielder of this sword can display all fire magic of rings one to eight while attacking.


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