Its blade was only a little more than two fingers wide, and the perfectly symmetrical blade looked like ripples on the water. It did not look like the metal used to forge the blade, but instead, it looked like a gentle ripple. It looked like an illusion, but it was real when you touched it. The surface was a little cold, but soon, the temperature under the skin rose and became almost the same as a human's body temperature.
Brando looked at the dreamlike sword. It was cold as ice, but it had the agility of the Water of Creation. The blade looked like flowing seawater, but it was made of metal. The hilt was inlaid with a crystal clear sapphire, and in the crystal, there was an exquisite shallow sea emblem. The hammer on the hilt was replaced by a water element crystal. When Brando held the sword, he seemed to see a lot of illusions.
He saw the birth of civilization, the establishment of order, and the mutual tolerance of society. Humans, elves, and dwarves gradually walked out of ignorance and broke away from barbarism and cold-bloodedness. Although there was no lack of conquest and war in the course of history, the rules of order gradually became gentler.
This was a world where even the weak, old, and young could survive. When the wild heart walked out of the wild forest, the spark of society was ignited. It was just that the intelligent creatures walked further away — a wise gaze was watching everything.
But civilization did not weaken because of this. On the contrary, order defeated barbarism time and time again, and the fire of civilization was always burning in the wilderness.
Then, a brilliant culture was born. Cities rose from the ground, and people learned more from the knowledge of the entire world of order. The best of them became wizards, Knights, craftsmen, and nobles. Dark lands were lit by the fire of civilization. Brando seemed to see the destruction of the border of Chaos, and the unification and expansion of the whole world.
This was the wisdom of the Shallow Sea Sword.
It did not come from a person, but from the experience of a world.
Brando held the hilt of the sword, and his heart faintly understood.
Tata raised her head and looked at the light blue mark that flashed across his forehead. "The Shallow Sea Emblem," she said. "As expected, Cinna has already acknowledged you. Otherwise, she wouldn't have stayed by your side for so long, Mr. Brando. It's a pity that you haven't found the Frost Scepter, otherwise you would have obtained the Shallow Sea Emblem and become the King of the Shallow Sea. "
She bowed slightly to Brando, as if she was congratulating her monarch in advance.
Brando, on the other hand, was silently thinking about something. He had a kind of understanding in his heart. Because the other half of his soul came from a highly developed and prosperous world, perhaps he had a deeper sense of identification with the wisdom represented by Cinna, which was why he was able to obtain Cinna's approval so easily.
As for the Halran Gaia, it recognized his belief in protecting Erouine, the Abies Territory, and everyone else. This kind of protection coincided with the ideals in his heart, so it recognized him as the successor of the Seal of Gaia.
The Flaming Edge was the only one who didn't understand the spirit of resistance represented by the Golden Flames because he had never experienced it before. If he hadn't recalled the battle with Graudin at the last moment, and was awakened by the Silver Queen and the arrogance of the Empire, he would probably still have been rejected by the Sacred Sword Oderfeiss.
As for the freedom represented by the Firmament Saint Rune, the hope represented by the Light of Dawn, the introspection represented by the Moon of Eternal Death, and the creation represented by the Verdant Dream, he really didn't have a clue. He didn't even know if he had the chance to obtain these sacred items, let alone whether he could obtain their approval.
At this point, he could only brace himself and persevere.
He took the sword from Wise Icesea's hands with both hands and looked at everyone present with gratitude — — everyone who had worked hard to reforge this holy sword.
Reforging and restoring Cinna wasn't an easy task. Although the Shallow Sea Sword was only a part of the Sacred Scepter of Water, it was still a Divine Artifact, and a high-grade one at that.
In order to restore it, the five ships of the Tyrmos, including the Sea Dwellers of Rhoas, worked together to build a platform on the surface of the sea and draw a magic circle on it. Brando saw them throw in countless precious treasures, including a few Lesser Divine Artifacts, just to provide mana to activate the magic circle. He even felt a little heartache for them.
Miss Tata told him that in order to restore Cinna, the five ships had used up almost all of their savings for the past hundred years, and the Port of Everwinter had also invested a few hundred units of Water Elemental Origin. Just this alone was no different from several Divine Artifacts to the Tyrmos.
At the very least, it was the source of all of their Elemental Origin for centuries.
But these efforts were priceless. The Tyrmos didn't take a single cent, perhaps because they understood that this was the only chance in this world.
If it wasn't for the fact that reforging Cinna only required so many resources, the Tyrmos wouldn't have hesitated even if they were asked to invest all of their wealth.
Unlike the greedy and ambitious mortal races, the long lifespan of elemental creatures gave them ample time to understand some of the universal truths of this world, one of which was that there were things in this world that were more valuable than money and wealth.
"You are its master, Mister Brando," Elder Keb's voice rang in his mind, "Although we can't call you king now, I believe that one day, you will bathe at the top of the world, just like the Azure Knight. You will be one of the true ancient kings."
"And the most dazzling one," Lute replied proudly, "If you are really that person, then your throne will be at the top of the clouds, and your star will be the most dazzling constellation in the summer night sky."
"You will be the King of Wohnde," Tata said, "Mister Brando."
"I will," Brando replied firmly.
He looked up at the sky, as if there was a great will watching all of this. "Lady Martha, if this is what you want me to do, if this is why I came to this world, then you must bless me with success. Let me save the Roman and change everything —"
He thought silently in his heart.
White Mist stood far away, watching all of this. She suddenly turned around and said to Andesha beside her, "Did you see that, little girl? Isn't it a little beyond your expectations?"
Andesha's expression was a little complicated. She defended herself, "But the Dragon Queen may not have failed. He only received the recognition of three Holy Swords. This doesn't mean anything. The Azure Knight couldn't save us."
But her tone was more like she was trying to convince herself than to defend herself.
Even Fiyas could hear it. She sat on Malourcha's head and said unhappily, "How is it not? My master is the most powerful person in the world. He even saved me and Lord Malourcha. Lady Tata is the smartest of us ice fairies. If she says that master will become the King of the World, then master will definitely become the King of the World! "
"It's the King of Wohnde," White Mist corrected her.
"It's about the same." Fiyas pouted.
White Mist looked at Andesha again. "You said before that the Dragon Queen would definitely succeed. Now, you say that she may not fail. This means that you are not confident in your heart. You were originally confident, but after seeing what she did to the Silver Queen, do you suspect that she will do the same to you? "
"I … How could I," Andesha said loudly. "Even if the Dragon Queen wants me to die, I am willing to sacrifice myself."
"But that has to be worth it, right?" White Mist's thousands of years of insight and experience saw through the wavering in Andesha's heart. She smiled and said, "Then do you still think so now?"
"I —"
Andesha was actually stuck.
"You want to know about the Ring of Ashes, don't you?" White Mist pressed on. "I will tell you some things about the Ring of Ashes. The Ring of Ashes is a branch of the World Tree Organization. Your ancestors were all the greatest people of this world. In the most glorious era, the Truth Society, the Gate of Arbitration, the Earth Army, and the World Tree Organization worked hard to protect this world. Your division came from the endless debate over the justice of the process and the necessity of the results.
"In the end, the Truth Society won. The result was a complete failure of the Sixth War. The Twilight Dragon even corrupted the Child of the World. In the end, it was the Knight of Azure who stepped forward and sacrificed himself to save everything.
"In that era, everything the Ring of Ashes and the Truth Society did was proven to be a failure. Today, you are just walking down the path of their failure. Why do you think you can succeed?"
White Mist sneered. "You want to ask why the Tree Herders are unable to obtain the true bloodline of the Gods and return to the era when their power was at its peak. The reason is simple. Everything you did was guided by someone behind the scenes. Of course, it does not wish for you to obtain the power of the Gods. Once the Truth Society reopens, you will immediately obtain the inheritance of the past. The Twilight Dragon destroyed Babel Fortress with great difficulty, so how can it repeat the same mistake because of its own plan?"
"What did you say?" Andesha's eyes widened. "The Twilight Dragon will repeat the same mistake because of whose plan?"
"Of course it's its own plan. Otherwise, why do you think the Tree Herders and All for One can obtain the inheritance of the past? Unfortunately, those things were purposely guided by the Twilight Dragon. The goal is to let your Dragon Queen perform the ritual that she thinks is great."
"How is that possible!" Andesha's mental defenses almost collapsed. She shouted with a trembling voice. "If that's the case, where did you, the Witch Queen, and Odin's inheritance come from? Why didn't you stop us? "
White Mist smiled mysteriously at her.
"Because Lady Martha is not a fool."
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