In the tent, Sylutia was sitting on her knees on a thick blanket, with her delicate feet spread sideways like a little duck. She looked at the gorgeous sword in front of her knees. Even though she had only pulled out a little bit, the "Castle" Aspect Power that was exposed brought her great pressure.
Such a holy sword cannot be used by her now. Even if she reluctantly pulls it out, she cannot control the huge power in the sword and can only slash with its shape.
At least, you must be at least level three or above to use this [Steel-Breaking Sword], and it must be Knight of "Iron Knight" Class to truly unleash the power of this sword.
Silk-like patterns are faintly revealed on the snowy silver sword blade, engraved with Juanxiu's handwriting. It is not like the oath of a powerful Knight, but more like the prayer of a certain girl. In fact, these patterns are exactly the words written by Amos when he was young.
In order to commemorate his sister and remember her sister's prayer, Emerson engraved these words on the blade of his sword, which gradually became part of his legend.
The sword is a bit heavy. Sylutia needs to be held with two hands to get used to it. If you hold it with one hand, it will be too heavy.
Slowly stroking the scabbard with her fingers, the girl carefully felt the rhythm emanating from it, as if listening to an ancient song and feeling the distant emotions emanating from it.
The night was getting deeper, the wind and snow outside were still there, and small candlelight was lit in the tent. Sylutia put the sword beside him, wrapped himself in a plush blanket, and fell asleep slowly.
In her sleep, she heard songs from afar.
In the hazy state, she ran down the slope of the field, surrounded by wheat grass that was half a person's height. The light yellow spikes and white wool streaked across her arms, causing a slight itch. The wind blew from the front.
She keeps moving forward
Pushing aside the wheat straw along the way and running
The singing in the distance is getting clearer and clearer
Until a certain moment, the hazy vision suddenly became clear
She saw a figure with his back to her among the blades of grass.
It was a girl about the same height as her. She had flaxen braids and simple cloth, standing in the grass and wind, singing with her eyes closed.
Sylutia stretched out his hand, and a strange call came out
"Amos..."
This is not her voice, it is probably the voice of the person calling in my memory
Hearing this call, the girl with flaxen braids turned around
The other party's appearance is not outstanding, just as ordinary as wheat straw in the countryside
But from the girl's point of view, a kind and warm emotion arises
This is probably the tenderness that the original owner has retained in his heart for a long time.
Slowly walked to the girl and stood side by side with her. The two of them were bathing in the country breeze and overlooking the village below.
This is the place where they grew up, and it is also an extremely ordinary place.
The two talked and laughed about the little things in life
Today Aunt Bren made delicious pie
Little Dis caught a big black fish
In the evening, Uncle Vong will bring delicious honey and small toys from afar
I knitted a hat to protect myself from the sun and gave it to my brother who was busy outside.
These seemingly ordinary things are particularly clear in my memory
"What does brother like?" The girl next to him turned her head and looked at her with soft eyes.
The words spoken at that time had long been blurred, and Sylutia could not hear clearly what the answer was.
"Just to live and take care of me? That's not okay."
"Brother should also have something he wants to do."
"Whether it's for the person you like or something that makes you happy."
The original owner can't remember what the two said afterward.
Finally, the girl put her hands together and prayed to the wind and wheat fields in the distance.
"I hope my brother can live a happy life of his own."
The dream is over, but the afterglow of the dream lingers for a long time, making people immersed in those long-lasting memories.
The next morning, Sylutia woke up and sat up from the plush blanket.
She rubbed her eyes and shook the hair on the back of her head to make them smooth and no longer messy.
Looking back at the "Steel-Breaking Sword" beside her, the girl slowly stroked it with her fingers.
Although it is a weapon used for combat, the thoughts and emotions contained in it are not violent at all, only the distant and gentle nostalgia, just like an ideal land in a dream.
Those who can hold this sword will be warmed by its emotions over time. Even in the face of severe winter and difficulties, they can stick to their hearts and remain unwavering.
After a good day's rest in the camp, everyone has recovered a lot of strength, but it's not time to leave and go back yet.
Sylutia led everyone to inspect various parts of the camp and clean up the weak "Grey Mud" that appeared in them. After that, he worked with everyone to strengthen the facilities of the camp to ensure that people and horses can adapt to the severe cold and storm here.
"Dorothy Are you still sleeping?" It was almost two o'clock in the afternoon, but Sylutia never saw the blond Alchemy magician come out.
"Yes, Master Dorothy said not to disturb her, she should be lazy and sleep." The student on the side reported helplessly.
"That's it."
Sylutia thought about it and realized that Dorothy has indeed been busy for a long time during this period, looking for cracking methods, debugging the powder, and following himself to "Iron Wall High Cliff".
"Just let her sleep and rest. If she's hungry, she will come out on her own."
"Yes."
In the afternoon, Sylutia and the students in the camp made food together. They made some dumplings, scones, bread, vegetable broth, etc. We have been on the road these days, and everyone has not eaten well.
In the evening, Dorothy finally came out of the tent after smelling the fragrance.
"Tia, I'm hungry." She ran to the silver-haired girl and shook her sleeves. She was obviously tall, but she acted coquettishly without any psychological burden.
"I know."
Sylutia pulled Dorothy and sat down on a small stool by the campfire. He asked her to wait here obediently, and then he went to bring the food.
Soon, Sylutia came over with a sumptuous dinner, which included freshly grilled parsley steak, pie, and a bowl of hot milk mushroom soup.
"Eat." Put it on the small table in front of Dorothy, and Sylutia handed her the tableware.
This blond beauty was like a primary school student, happily picking up the knife and fork to taste, and then eating happily.
Sylutia was sitting aside, watching Dorothy gulp down his meal, feeling a little strangely cute.
At night, Sylutia and Dorothy sat on the carpet in the tent together, looking at the "Steel-Breaking Sword" in front of them.
"Is it actually this sword?" Dorothy touched it gently with his fingers carefully and curiously.
"Dorothy Have you heard of it?"
"Yes, after all, it is also a legend spread in the mainland. Of course I have heard about it." The other party nodded.
"Although the "Steel Furnace Knight Order" led by Emerson is not powerful, it is the Knight regiment that is most willing to teach experience to the poor and train young cavalry."
"He teaches him what he has learned throughout his life for almost free, as long as the other party swears to use this skill to fight against the invasion of Dusk Beast."
"Such an oath means that there is no conflict for various power organizations, and there is no need to bear a lot of responsibility and pressure, so many people can accept it."
"He is a chivalrous Knight in the hearts of common people, a night watchman who drives away monsters in the wilderness. He is a fire protector who travels thousands of miles to guard the borders of civilization. Even if his strength only stays at Sixth Order throughout his life, many people will remember his name."
"After his death, many Bard compiled his deeds into poems and spread them all over the world. The "Iron Knight" Class practice manual he created was also made public for free and circulated throughout the mainland. It was not until the past few hundred years that it was gradually closed down by the nobles and its spread was reduced."
"The "Steel Furnace Knight Order" he founded has long been disbanded, but those who studied "Iron Knight" Class and followed him still established "Iron Wall Crown Furnace" to commemorate the legend Knight."
"Even though "Iron Wall Crown Furnace" is not powerful, it is still very famous within the Woodland, surpassing many large organizations." Dorothy said.
"A large organization?" Sylutia was a little curious.
"What are the large organizations in the Woodland today?"
"Giggle, little Tia really doesn't understand anything." Dorothy scratched the girl's nose.
"The "Four Seasons Alliance" who is currently closely related to you is one of the top large organizations in the Woodland, even the "Rainbow Glazed Bottle" where I am is inferior."