The Amber Sword

Chapter 318: Girl's weaving thread (3)

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"Stupid way?"

When Charles closed the door and came in from the outside, he happened to hear his Lord Lord say something like this inexplicably. Of course, it was not just him, Antitina and Medissa had also heard them. Although they didn't know why Brando would talk to herself suddenly, I believe they all understood the meaning of this sentence.

"Lord, you mean you can save Akane?"

Antitina asked first.

Metissa was a step slower than her. The silver elf girl had to look back at Qian who was lying on the bed, thought for a moment, and finally went back and said nothing.

But Brando shook his head.

"There is no good way." He stopped talking with Otales in his heart, and then said to the others.

Charles was visibly stunned, "Lord Lord, but what do you mean?" This young man who usually doesn't seem to be reliable, is now a lot more serious.

"The stubbornness of the blood of God is beyond your imagination. You should also understand Shire. It is not a mortal thing, and the solution to the mortal world is greatly limited." Brando looked at lying quietly on the bed. The red-haired girl as before stopped for a moment: "Not to mention that Akane has actually died once. The reversal of life and death is a taboo in this world. If it weren't for the amazing energy of God's blood..."

He didn't say the following words, but other people could understand what he meant without saying it.

"So there is no way?" Charles glanced at Qian and asked after turning around.

"Seal as a card."

When Antitina and Medissa heard Brando say this, they didn't show much surprise. One of them has seen Brando seal the card with his own eyes, and one has experienced it personally.

But Brando continued: "Sealable cards are not omnipotent, it just keeps the subject intact in this state and becomes a summoned creature—"

He paused: "Not to mention that this is very unfair to the sealed person." The young man looked at Medissa, but the silver elf girl didn't care. She immediately shook her head: "Lord Lord, this It was Medissa's own choice."

"What about Qian?" Charles asked.

"Lord Lord, you should ask her face to face," Metisa replied: "I don't think Akane will refuse, my lord, you don't understand her heart—"

Brando fell silent. In fact, he didn't fail to see Akane's dependence on him, although he didn't know why this girl who seemed so strong would be surprisingly weak.

But the feeling of being trusted is indeed responsible. Brando promised Akane under the Shavlund mine that he would never give up this girl, so he couldn't break his promise.

Besides, he is not completely helpless.

But he thought for a while, and finally shook his head: "But I won't choose such a risky method until the last moment."

"Why." Antitina asked inexplicably.

"The sealing of the destiny card is not without risk, because it saves the state of the sealed person onto the card intact, making it a summoned creature." Charles replied in place of Brando: "So even if it is Sealed into a card, Akane also has a high chance of being replaced by God’s blood—"

"In the end, we did all this for nothing."

Brando had discussed this aspect with him a long time ago, so the young wizard's resigner also knew all of this best.

"But, it's better than no chance, isn't it?" Antitina frowned, "Lord Lord, can't we just do nothing?"

"Don't be impatient in case of trouble, Antitina." Brando gave the noble daughter a glance and taught: "No one here has said that we will do nothing, but it's not the last moment."

"The last moment?" Antitina only calmed down a bit: "Lord Lord, do you mean there is still a chance?"

"I said, there is a dumb way."

"Stupid way?"

"The transformation process of the blood of God always takes over the body before devouring the soul." Brando looked at the red-haired girl on the bed and replied: "So in the final stage, the occupied person will lose power. This is This is because the blood of God has completely taken over the power it brings and the power contained in this body—"

Charles and Medissa listened carefully, and did not express any disagreement. One of them is a wizard, and the other is a silver elf princess who was born in the war era. They have long understood the mysterious knowledge that has been passed down among the wizards. .

But Antitina heard it in the cloud. Although she has extensive knowledge, she is limited to history, humanities, geography and nature, and certain magical knowledge.

After listening for a while, she couldn't help but interrupt: "What do you mean?"

"Simply put, Akane has some power in her body. She was originally a warrior close to the silver rank. And the blood of God also contains tremendous power. Therefore, after the blood of God is implanted in Akane's body, Akane will be In a short period of time, he has a golden level of combat effectiveness."

"But these are just the power that the blood of God gave up in order to fuse this body. It transfers part of its power to this body—this part of power depends on the strength of the body itself—and then the blood of God will dormant. Get up and let this body gradually adapt to the newly acquired power." Brando explained: "That is actually the power with the breath of God's blood."

"Because all of this was done under the lead of the body's original soul, that is, under the guidance of Akane, her body will not reject these forces."

Brando continued, but Antitina interrupted slightly puzzled: "What if Qian chose to reject it in the first place?"

"Impossible, she was already dead at that time." Shire said, "Besides, with such a huge force, most people have no chance to resist. Besides, even if the resistance is successful, it will be nothing more than a piece of jade."

Seeing Brando nodding her head in agreement, the noble daughter shuddered suddenly. Although she had always heard horrible rumors about the tree shepherd and the unity of everything, she only regarded those stories as a legend in her heart.

In her opinion, those organizations may be no different from bandits and bandits outside the city. But until today, the description of Charles and Brando gave her a more intuitive understanding of these two organizations for the first time.

"It's too much!" The noble daughter frowned, somewhat puzzled: "Why do they do such a thing?"

Brando shrugged: "There is no purpose, as far as I know, they are just against all civilizations."

He waved his hand: "Okay, let's get back to business. When Qian's body gradually accepts these powers, the blood of God will turn to awakening. At this time, it will regain these powers from Qian's hands-first it belongs to itself, and then It’s Akane’s."

"Finally is the power of life itself," Brando said in a low voice: "However, when life is exhausted, then the whole process is complete."

"The current Akane is in this final stage."

Antitina bit her lip: "Then Lord Lord, what is your so-called stupid way?"

"It's actually very simple," Brando replied, "Since the whole process will end when the life force is exhausted, then there is a stupid way to continue to replenish the life potential that has been consumed."

The noble daughter stunned slightly, and then her eyes lit up as if she saw hope: "Then what do you want to add, my lord?"

"God's blood transforms power very quickly. If this transformed power is converted into actual consumption, I am afraid that Qian will have to eat a whole year of Tonigel's output to supplement this transformation." Charles calculated slightly. For a moment, and then said a not-so-funny joke.

"How is that possible?" Antitina was stunned.

"It's really impossible, the other way is holy water," Brando replied, "if we have enough holy water."

"There are some reserves of holy water," Antitina frowned. The holy water found in Grudin’s personal possession should have been used in the next war, but for her companions, she also only had it. Reluctant to give up love: "How much do you need?"

"For Holy Water No. 7, at least 1,300 bottles are needed."

"That... so many..." Antitina was startled.

But Shire's next sentence immediately made her lose her strength: "Every day."

"Then..." The noble daughter seemed to finally understand a question: "Isn't there no way to say so much."

This time not only Charles, but even Medissa nodded. In fact, she knew from the beginning that this method would not work, but she didn't know why Brando would propose it at this time.

This young lord doesn't seem like a person who likes to talk nonsense.

But just as the silver elf girl was puzzled, a faint cough came out of the bed at this moment, which immediately attracted everyone's attention. Everyone turned their heads, just in time to see the red-haired girl lying on the bed finally slowly opening his eyes.

Akane seemed to have just woke up from a nightmare, her whole body drenched with sweat, and it took a long time for her to recover-then turned her head weakly, looking at Brando in a daze.

Who is this

The young man's face seemed strange and kind in her eyes—it was the lord—the red-haired girl blinked, as if finally remembered.

This is the young man who told her softly that he would never leave her alone.

She would never forget the answer, just as she would never forget Macaro’s original answer for the rest of her life. The same choice, but one is just a lord who has been with him for a few months, and the other is a man who has had more than ten years of affection as his father and teacher.

Akane suddenly felt a little dazed.

She was lying on the bed with no strength in her body, and her mind seemed to be entrenched in the shadow of a demon, which could drag her down the dark abyss at any time. She knows her condition, as if there has never been a moment clearer than this moment—

She knew she was going to return to Master Martha's arms soon, as quiet as she was when she first came to this world.

But Qian didn't seem to be worried, on the contrary, she felt a little indifferent. She felt it was almost done, she was already tired.

But she persisted subconsciously all the time, insisting on being sober at the last minute, even she herself didn't know what she was insisting on.

But when she saw Brando, she suddenly understood.

The red-haired girl blinked her eyes weakly, and a drop of crystal tears rolled out of her eye sockets from the first time she saw Brando.

"Lord... Your lord..." Qian yelled hard, her voice almost inaudible.