Amber Sword

Chapter 1171: Chapter 293: Ambeser Conference_4

"Delphire?"

"Mr. Brand, do you think that Lord Marsha always looks after those who are pure and just?" asked the Countess gently with a faint sigh, her question almost inaudible.

Brand paused momentarily, but by then, the Earl of Yan Castle, Delphire, had already stood up under the watchful eyes of everyone. She wore the emblem of her family’s glory—a crest of a broken sword—on her chest. As Brand looked at this emblem, a sudden memory struck him. A rumor about the most mysterious family in this kingdom, and his expression changed, but the Countess had already addressed Princess Griffine at a distance: "The Guardian Sword Family greets the King of Erune, Princess. Three months ago... the throne of the Lion Heart Sword shattered, and it’s time for the kingdom to choose a new master..."

As Delphire spoke, her body couldn’t help but tremble. She was Griffine’s best friend, but she knew that by saying this, she was hurting her.

"I’m sorry, Griffine, I don’t know why this is happening. The seat shatters, and the Guardian Sword Family loses its meaning of existence along with it, Princess..." After speaking, the Countess couldn’t help but cry.

"It’s alright, Delphire. The kingdom will bestow glory upon you again. The Lion’s Heart never forsakes those who show loyalty to this kingdom and its people," Griffine smiled slightly, looking up just in time to see the triumphant Duke Xifah and the sullen Moros. "Princess, the facts are before us," Duke Xifah said smugly, "The seat of the Holy Sword shattered, making the presence of the Kerkova Royal Family on the throne meaningless. It is time for the kingdom to choose a new king."

"By the sacred agreement, it’s time to return the choice to the nobles of Erune," Moros nodded.

"Is that so? Then whom do you all deem as the divinely ordained new king of Erune?" Princess Griffine suddenly asked.

"Of course it is——" Duke Xifah started immediately, knowing that the nobles present had long been subdued by the Holy Temple, even Duke Anliek was no exception. The Holy Temple fully supported the Xifah Family to regain control over Erune, and now it seemed even destiny was on his side, as the shattered seat of the Holy Sword proved it—he was so sure, just waiting to announce the inevitable name.

But just at that moment, Duke Xifah opened his mouth, looking as if he had seen a ghost—he could say no more.

Because he saw a girl.

Or rather, an apprentice of the Female Knight, standing right beside the Princess. Duke Xifah thought she looked somewhat familiar—yes, the girl’s face bore a resemblance to the famous "Fire Wand" Everton, perhaps a descendant? But that wasn’t the key point; the crucial part was the sword she held high in her hand.

The sword was four feet long, with a guard like outspread wings, a golden lion biting the sword guard, its blade as cold as a pool of silver snow.

The Sword Blade gently swayed, held high, the gleam on it like the first sunshine of melted snow in winter, flowing into the eyes of everyone present.

Lion’s Heart Holy Sword——

"It’s impossible!" someone in the crowd couldn’t help but scream.

"If there comes a day when the nobles of Erune forget their duties, then this sword shall return to whence it came, no longer sheltering this country. But as long as anyone is loyal to the oath on the sword, it will continue to protect all that belongs to this glorious land—the Colcorva family has never forgotten the oath of their ancestors, and I wonder how all of you here might respond?" Griffine looked at the sword, slightly enchanted, but she turned back around and asked in a clear, cool voice nonetheless.

"No," Duke Xifah was utterly flustered by this dramatic scene, "No, it can’t be real! The Lion’s Heart Holy Sword has been lost for two to three hundred years, with no trace whatsoever, they absolutely couldn’t have found it. Priest Moluo, trust me, it must be a fake."

Priest Moluo also turned back, his hawk-like sharp gaze fixed on Griffine: "Princess, can you prove that the Lion Heart Sword in your hand is the true Lion Heart Sword of Eck?"

"Lord of Priest, do you doubt my honesty on such an occasion?" Griffine asked coldly.

"No, I’m merely maintaining the necessary rigor as a fair judge, Princess."

Griffine furrowed her brows. The hall fell silent once more, as the Lion’s Heart Holy Sword was like a symbol of Erune, and no one anticipated that the Great Priest and Duke Xifah would dare deny it in front of this sword. Some astute people likely realized that the conflict between both sides was now at a point of no return. Yet, everyone focused on the Princess and Duke Xifah, wondering what the final outcome of this confrontation would be.

Even Duke Anliek lifted his eyelids slightly for the first time.

At this very moment, a steady and solemn voice rang out from beyond the hall: "I can prove this is indeed the true Lion Heart Sword—"

All were startled and turned around as the door of Lockshebi Palace opened, and a figure entered the hall, bathed in the streaming sunlight from outside the door. He walked against the light, which appeared like sharp swords behind him, causing everyone to instinctively squint their eyes. But these sword-like rays soon dissipated one by one, allowing everyone to see the newcomer clearly—a Knight encased in vibrant green Armor.

"Ah!" Countess Delphire was momentarily shocked, sitting down dazedly in her chair, "How could it be..."

This is... the Lake Knight! Brand sprang from his seat, suddenly struck by the wonder of history.

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