The wizard Sadr waved, and the Lionheart Holy Sword fell from the air and landed in his hand. He raised the blade of the sword and watched it carefully - the afternoon sunlight was passing through the gap between the blinds, forming a narrow strip.

The band of light fell right on the blade of the sword.

The bright sword blade shone with a dazzling luster.

After looking at it for a moment, the wizard Sadr spoke: "This sword is the sword that the Lion-Hearted King Ekko wore during his lifetime. Legend has it that this is a sword that symbolizes ideals. It will choose those who have the same lofty beliefs as its master;

But few people know that this sword was made from the fragments of the Holy Sword Odyssey. The soul of the Holy Sword rests in the sword body. Its first owner was the chief of the Flame Knights and later the first owner of the sword.

Ancestor of Jun Ek——"

"About seven centuries ago, this sword was lost from the hands of the Cruz people and came to this wild land in the south; but it was not as described in history that it was the ancestor Ek who stole this sword from the Cruz people.

The Holy Sword, it might as well be said to be a testament left by the King of Flame before he died, the establishment of Eruin, the intervention of the wind elves, all the purposes are just to cover up a bigger secret."

As he spoke, he turned the blade and placed the Lionheart Holy Sword flatly back on the desk: "And this sword is the key to that secret."

After saying that, the Sadr wizard raised his head and looked at Antitina. His eyes were like swords, but Antitina only frowned slightly, with no expression on her face.

There was another scene in her mind——

She could still vaguely remember the scene of the summer night that year, when the Witch Queen's Seat shone brightly in the southern sky.

A bright strip of light stretches across the center of the night, with stars woven like a woven fabric, and trillions of stars hanging down from the sky, as if shining on the most memorable gleam of light. That is the courtyard of my home, and the sparkling light in the distance.

The sparkling waters of the Bragues River.

"Dad, is that sword really that powerful?"

"Of course," Viscount Nathan smiled and touched his daughter's head: "So Anne, you have to grow up quickly."

"why?"

Viscount Nathan smiled and said nothing.

He rubbed his daughter's head again, and the latter pushed away her father's big hand a little angrily.

"Anne." Viscount Nathan thought of something.

"Um?"

"Remember what I told you yesterday?"

"Well, I remembered that my grandfather said that we are the descendants of Erkan III and the descendants of the Sifach family. My real name is Moria Etalina de Sifach."

Viscount Nesong smiled slightly and patted her shoulder: "You must remember that although you may never use this name in your life, the blood of our ancestor Ekk flowing in our bodies determines who we are.

For the responsibility of this kingdom——"

"responsibility?"

"Then one day, when Eruin needs us to step forward, I hope you will be brave."

"I will be brave," the little girl's eyes flashed, "Dad."

"Okay," Viscount Nathan laughed: "Let's go, mom is calling us... By the way, when I have time, I will take you to a villa in the suburbs to play."

"real?"

"Of course, keep your word!"

But he clearly didn’t keep his word——

Antitina bit her lip. In her memory, not long after that, her family's property was sold, and her life seemed to suddenly become impoverished, and that promise could no longer be fulfilled.

She waited for a long, long time, her father disappeared, her mother shed tears and lost weight day by day. It was not until many years later that another man took her to realize her wish.

But the courtyard in my childhood memories no longer exists.

The wizard Sadr looked at the complicated expression on the girl Na's face suspiciously and asked: "What are you thinking about?"

Antitina's dark eyes became clear again and gradually became firm.

She came back from the memories, shook her head slowly, and replied: "Nothing, just some memories about this sword, sir."

"what is that?"

"Sir, you should understand the significance of this sword to the descendants of the Sifah family."

Sadr understood, nodded and said: "It doesn't matter, we can give you this sword, little girl."

Antitina did not speak, obviously understanding that these two people could not be so kind. Sure enough, she only listened to the other party continue: "...But, we must get the secret behind this sword, which has nothing to do with your Sifah family.

Relationship - this sword is actually a key, and only the true Eruin royal bloodline can hold it and open that door."

He paused and continued: "As a direct descendant of the late Lord Ek, I think you will not let us down, right?"

Antitina was silent for a moment.

Or join.

Or die.

This is indeed an easy choice.

For a long time, she said nothing and only stared at the sword silently.

The wizard Sadr was not in a hurry and waited for her answer without saying a word, as if he already knew what to expect.

After a while, Antitina finally raised her head and replied word for word: "I understand, as a direct descendant of the late Lord Ek, I will not let you down."

The girl said this very seriously.

It's a pity that neither Sadr nor Macaro understood it.

The former rubbed the smooth blade of the Lion Heart Holy Sword with his fingers, then raised the sword, handed it over, and handed it to her.

But Antitina didn't reach out to pick it up.

"This is your only chance, little girl," the wizard Sadr threatened with a gloomy face: "Pick up this sword, or leave here sideways."

Antitina looked at him.

"Okay," she said, "but I have a request.".

A request that made Sorcerer Sadr stunned for a moment.

But after a moment of hesitation, he still nodded. Since this little human girl had already chosen to surrender, he didn't want to cause trouble at this time.

"I want to know something about you." Antitina asked.

The wizard Sadr frowned: "Don't you think you're going too far, little girl?"

"I think this is a reasonable request, my lord," Antitina replied calmly: "I have proven my worth, but I know nothing about you now."

"That's true."

The wizard Sadr nodded. He liked to deal with smart people - especially wise people.

He felt that he was beginning to appreciate this little girl.

"Well, this could be a special case, so what do you want to know?" he replied.

"About the Twilight Dragon."

The wizard Sadr took a breath of air.

But Antitina was unmoved and continued: "The layout in Eruin is not just a game for the Sasardians, right? I don't want to be treated as the lowest chess piece?"

The Sadler wizard took a deep look at the little girl - this question did not exceed his bottom line, but it was beyond his expectation. He didn't know what Antitina was thinking, he only thought that the other party's eyes were on her.

long.

He glanced at Macaro subconsciously, feeling increasingly disappointed.

How can the gap between people be so huge?

In fact, it's not that Macaro is not cunning enough, it's just that the level of thinking about the problem has determined many things.

"Interesting," the Sadr wizard muttered. But there was nothing to hide. The Sadr people had done such a big thing, and they couldn't hide it even if they wanted to - he took a few steps in place.

, and then he said:

"Actually, the contact between the Sasardians and the Dusk Dragon is much closer than you think..."

"About forty-five years ago, a black dragon named Gwendolyn came to us. It first stayed in Oleg for three days, and then went to Gusta, where Helyanov and I were together

An appointment was made with the black dragon. Soon after that, the Thassardians had a new goal and parted ways with their former colleagues."

"Dragon Queen?" Antitina asked.

The wizard Sadr nodded slowly.

A trace of doubt flashed in the girl's heart: "In just three days, you betrayed the entire Silver City State because of its rhetoric - I am not stupid, Lord Sadr."

"You think too highly of it," the wizard Sadr sneered: "Even without this trigger, the split is just an inevitable result for a long time. The origin of the name Sarsard originally means nobility and rule.

The wizard is the guardian of secrets and knowledge. We and the low-level wizards of the Silver Society have never been on the same page."

"Are there actually nobles among the Buga people?"

"Before the era of the Azure Knight, there was indeed one." The wizard Sadr said in a nostalgic tone.

Antitina tilted her head: "But the purpose of the Twilight Dragon is to destroy our world. You don't understand this. What can you get from cooperating with it?"
To be continued...