The Amber Sword

Chapter 37: Superego

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Brando's heart was shaken, this is his biggest secret in this world. Although he and Brando are one body, it is difficult to explain where the memory of the two lives came from after all. Although he accepted all this, the knot will inevitably exist.

Unexpectedly, this secret hidden in the bottom of my heart was torn apart by the golden magic tree in a moment. No, but he immediately shook his head. The spiritual penetration of the Golden Devil Tree couldn't penetrate into his heart so quickly. The monster was using his mental habit-if it is said why Brando's grandfather would say such a sentence.

Brando suddenly understood that it must be because he himself thought the old man should have said such a sentence. Only man himself understands what he fears. Here, his enemy is himself.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. After realizing that his mental defense line had not changed hands, the feeling of being naked in front of the enemy disappeared, and Brando quickly calmed down. The first offensive of the Golden Devil Tree was accidentally resolved by him using the experience of the previous life. Instead, his mental state became more stable, and he could not help but cried out a fluke.

He pulled out the thorn of azure light and replied: "If you are qualified, you will know if you have a try."

The old man nodded: "Yes, this is like a man of Damon's family. But there are too many people in this world who speak big words, and I don't want my offspring to be such incompetent people."

Brando's heart moved, this is not a temptation, Brando's grandfather's reaction is an expression of self-affirmation in Brando's mind. This shows that his self-confidence state is gradually recovering, which is a sign that his mind is approaching the peak of stability.

This is a good sign.

Brando motioned to his grandfather to act first, even in a dream, but after all he was facing his elders. Being polite is also out of self-confidence, and he should also be polite.

In the dream of the golden magic tree, blindly preempting is not a manifestation of your power gaining the upper hand, it may be an undetectable trap arranged by this evil creature for you. Only by sticking to every weakness in human nature, can it be made unavailable.

The old man nodded again, and he moved his left foot one step forward, placing the sword behind his left arm. This starting posture is the most sophisticated kind of military swordsmanship. Brando couldn’t help but feel his scalp numb at the first glance. He didn’t even practice military swordsmanship to this level. As for Bresson, Freya and others. The swordsmanship of those people is nothing compared to this one—Brando, how sacred is your grandfather!

This thought flashed through his mind, Brando felt the sword in his hand heavier. He couldn't help yelling, but the cringe of such a gap was even caught by the Golden Demon Tree, so he still needs to live!

He also put on a defensive posture, because there is no other swordsmanship skills, so he also chose a more mature defensive posture in military swordsmanship. In front of such an experienced swordsman, it would be meaningless for him to present those high-level swordsmanship he had used before. Without experience accumulation, just being a frame in front of Brando's grandfather was tantamount to saying that his whole body was flawed.

Brando, as a veteran soldier, also deeply understands this.

The old man didn't say anything, the sword light flashed already. Brando found that his grandfather's sword was not fast, but it was stable and frighteningly stable. To describe it in terms of a warrior's professionalism-that is, from the front, there is no flaw, and it is clearly a sword to come down, but it feels that the gaps in all directions are within the counterattack range of the opponent's sword posture.

He took a breath of air, is this what Brando remembers his grandfather's swordsmanship? No wonder that he can get the Candlelight Medal, this monster-like swordsmanship, it is no wonder Brando's swordsmanship talent is so good, it turns out to be in the same line-he can't help thinking that if this old man comes from a slightly better background, he might be directly named a knight.

Brando has no room for counterattack, so he can only seal the room for further attacks. With the sound of the two swords intertwined together-with such a powerful force, Brando was shocked. But before he could finish his surprise, he felt that the opponent's sword was another point.

Damn your mother's golden magic tree!

Brando certainly knows what this is all about, it is simply seamless, compared to the golden magic tree in the game, it is almost like a toy. What is the master of manipulating people's hearts? This is, but Brando is not scared at all at this moment, but feels fighting.

He stared into his grandfather's eyes, the old man's expression had always been flat and calm, but he seemed to be able to perceive people's hearts.

Brando suddenly felt very strange. Why is such an outstanding grandfather so indifferent to Brando himself? Even when he first saw this old man, he had to testify from the memory of himself when he was a child—this is his grandfather. .

This is obviously abnormal.

He searched through his own memory, Brando's memory of his grandfather seemed to be harsh and unsmiling, and then there was a halo about the Candlelight Medal and the November War veterans. And the other memories of this grandfather are not even profound for the related old house and the oil painting.

But how can a grandparents and grandchildren who have been together for a few years day and night be like strangers when they meet again one day? Even his grandfather's old voice and appearance gradually faded away, Brando didn't look like this person.

He held the old man's sword again as a sound of metal clashing. He felt the sword in his hand heavier again, and even almost couldn't hold it firmly and flew out. Brando was shocked, and he couldn't help but glance at the old man.

The old man's expression became serious, and he seemed a little dissatisfied.

Ten years later, I am still no match for my grandfather.

Brando couldn't help reading the message in his heart word by word-no, this is self-doubt! He was shocked, a crack in the line of defense of his mind expanded further, and the attack became more incomprehensible, and he was knocked down to the ground by the old man. Our protagonist got cold in his heart, and hurriedly got up from the grass.

But he got up and looked back, there was no grass, it was clearly a gray house. By the way, this is Buche's old house, and it was from here that he woke up to this world that night.

Cold sweat stains on Brando's forehead, which shows that the invasion of the Golden Demon Tree has further deepened. He couldn't help but stretched his hand to his pocket, there was the key to him overcoming this scene-but he hesitated, should he take tricks

There was a sudden unwillingness in his heart. He raised his head and looked at the old man's face, the face of Brando's grandfather. The old man still had a serious face, and his wrinkled face was slightly disappointed.

This disappointment hurt him deeply.

It's like Brando's memories of twenty years have suddenly become clear, as if to get out of his body and go alone to fight his grandfather.

I can do it, let me do it—

He suddenly felt such an idea in his heart, he knew it was Brando's emotions affecting him. He has blended into this world, into the memory of his loved ones.

But he shook his head again, no, maybe this is the golden magic tree taking advantage of the weakness of human nature? He must use that technique to leave this dream immediately, but when he put his hand in that position, he couldn't help but be surprised.

Because he saw the disappointment on the old man’s face become more and more obvious—

"No, I can't abandon Brando."

"But you have to understand that the golden magic tree is taking advantage of Brando's weakness."

"But even so, that's part of me."

"You will fail."

"Abandoning weakness is not defeating oneself."

Brando suddenly calmed down.

He suddenly realized one thing, why Brando's grandfather hadn't spoken once since he was out of the sword. Although the old man should have many opportunities to completely defeat Brando's psychological defense, although the old man's face is always deeply disappointed.

But the old man didn't say anything, he just watched and waited quietly.

Brando suddenly felt a flash of lightning pierce through his heart, illuminating every dark corner of his heart, and he suddenly realized that this was not the golden magic tree that had pity for Brando.

No, but the young man is still the last piece of pure land in his heart!

why

Brando couldn't help but raise his head to look at the old man's serious, slightly sighing face, that face hidden in the shadow of the old mansion, what seems to be hidden in the old, is it disappointment

It's just disappointment.

Suddenly, his whole body shuddered, what was the waiting in disappointment, it was a silent expectation, Brando. That was the grandfather in Brando’s memory. His stern, deep eyes were filled with disappointment in the growth of this young man, but this deep disappointment was not a reproach-but hope that one day Brando would understand. Experience the affection behind this expectation.

Your loved ones will never really blame you, they will only wait and wait for a day when you understand, maybe one day they are old, maybe one day they are dead, but they still stay in your heart, waiting for you to understand one day.

Wait for you to understand their love for you.

Brando raised his head, holding his sword tightly in his hand. He raised his head and resisted the tears from his eyes. He always thought that he had understood the world, but he never thought he knew nothing.

"Brando, remember what I said to you. Your spine must be as straight as your sword. The man of the Damon family must live with his head upright. You are my grandson, in your heart. The best one." The old man raised the sword in his hand again.

"Come on, let me see what you have learned in the ten years since I left."

Brando nodded, tears streaming down his face. This is what his grandfather said, nor is it, this is the answer given to him in his own heart, this is the way Brando wants.

He took a deep breath.

Two swords staggered—

"Stand up, Brando, how could Damon's man be so weak."

"What are you crying about, can you kill you by wiping a little skin?"

"Go ahead, how can I punish you this time?"

The grandfather in the impression should be the one who sat sternly in the position of the parent, silent, and looked at his grandfather with a disappointed look.

The grandfather in the impression should be the grandfather who is always dissatisfied with everything he does.

But the old man in my memory finally finished the last journey of his life. Brando stood in front of the wooden bed and felt his grandfather's hand gently resting on his head, as if he was on the Braggs River when he was a child. He rubbed his hair like that, but eventually lost his strength and stroked his young face.

It's so rough, but it makes people feel full of trust. That sigh, even though it was still disappointed in the end, is it still entrusted with heavy responsibility and hope

Brando felt that his grandfather's dream was falling apart around his body, and he held the candlelight medal that had turned into a little bit of dust in his hand, and said nothing for a long time.

"Thank you, old man."

"Thank you, my grandfather."