Medissa shook her head.
“Your Card. With powerful spells and high-quality creatures, each card complements each other, and each card is considered powerful, but it’s not enough, because Planeswalker’s powerful power is not built on several powerful cards. You are a Knight. Do you understand your position in your master’s Deck?”
“Knight…?”
“What is Knight, Little Princess?” Fucia raised his head. Golden’s pupil was like a two-round moon in the night sky. Its sound sounded through the forest: “Knight is the noble of the seal, the king’s courtier, the leader of the subjects. It is Thane, Soldier, and the governor. Whenever the king blows the horn and calls on you to fight for him, you must raise the flag, cross the war horse, and fight for honor.”
“That’s what I want to do in Lord Thane’s full-professional system?” Medissa suddenly understood, and the silver’s scorpion sparked with impressive rays of light.
“Exactly, your position in the full-time card deck is a solid supporter. The white tone that Brando has set for you is right for you. White is the color of justice, which symbolizes Laws, order and organization in Planeswalker’s World. White’s mana is in the plains and represents Wealth and prosperity. The White Card has high-quality and cheap soldiers, monks and angels, symbolizing honor and loyalty. So as King’s Knight, you must be self-disciplined, Wealth, loyal and Glory to return your Planeswalker, you are the cornerstone of this system, the prosperity of the Knight card deck symbolizes the prosperity of the kingdom, and the continuous output of Wealth can make other card decks fuller. Your self-discipline and loyalty can be Wake up to the creatures on the battlefield, you lead them with your glory and fight for the king, so the best Deck for you is a pure white enchantment set.”
Medissa reveals a thoughtful expression. “Then, what about Dragon King?” Scippamira asked quickly.
Fucia looked towards Miss Priest. “grey stands for stability, firmness and guardianship. Grey Card is strong and weak, slightly cumbersome. Although you are a Priest of Schimilud, you don’t have to constrain yourself to a fixed mind. I will send you to the Holy Cathedral on Yawei Island. There is a long-lost high mountain Sanctuary. Before the end of the year, the Priests face the power of the sea of rage, where you will comprehend the fusion of the earth and the ocean and learn to use the Grey-Blue Control Deck.”
“when do we set off?” Medissa suddenly asked.
Fucia raises head, golden look looked towards the dark and distant horizon, the fire has not been extinguished since the disaster of Holy Cathedral before the 3rd, and the flame will turn red on the horizon, as if Judgment Day is coming.
“one week later.”
“How many Time does Trial need, Dragon King?”
“It won’t be too long, trials are done in the time of the Matteya people. The long time there is only a moment of Prime Material Plane. At the latest half a month, you can complete the trial if you can live out.”
Medissa’s eyes lit up. “Can we leave in advance?”
“Advance? When is it in advance?”
“Now, right now.”
Fucia’s eyebrows wrinkled slightly and said: “I have to remind you that Planeswalker’s trials are dangerous and you’d better be well prepared.”
Medissa turned back and glanced at Scippamira, both of whom were nodded at the same time.
“We have already considered it, Dragon King.”
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In the past three days, the city of perpetual death has been shrouded in heavy shadows. The fire in the vicinity of the city has ignited, and the golden clouds have rolled up and the night is red.
Although the plot of Death Moon Goddess Clais was defeated three days ago, she still left an indelible scar on the city. After the collapse of the Holy Cathedral, it was replaced by a deep bottomless abyss on its original site. This abyss is now in the center of the city, and countless evil God’s Sons are spreading out of the abyss, and Necromancer is doing its best to suppress them in the heart of the city.
A dead moon believer walked through the hall and shouted to the terrace: “Mr. Brando, your guest.”
Brando and Delphine are talking on a terrace, Andrea stands on one side, and the scene under the night is reflected in the eyes of three people.
He turned his head and saw a familiar silhouette.
“Brando!” Freya was dusty, and the tiredness on his face seemed to be swept away.
She just came down from Wyvern. Since she was appointed by Her Highness the Princess, she has been rushing from Radnor all the way, just because what she has seen since these days is almost like a dream, Banshee Queen Alvit’s rhetoric made her feel unbelievable, but Undeads signed a peace agreement to withdraw from Aouine, return to Bucce, and disciplining war criminals.
All this is because the man in front of him is rumored to have defeated the undead empire with the Silver Elf in the south of the Sea of Dead Moon and the Silver Elf. Although the details are unknown, Brumand’s black rose is actually made. concession.
If you want to come to a victory that makes you feel painful, Madara’s emperor, who is holding Mercury Staff aloof and remote, can easily bow down. Others may not be able to do it, but she firmly believes that if it is that person, then it must be can.
Because this is not the first time she witnessed his miracle, she still remembers the battle between life and death in Riedenburg. If it were not the life and death, if it was not Brando’s, there would be no one today.
The people who praised it, Aouine’s Valkyrie.
Freya remembered the light brown flashes in her memory, the eyes of firm hope that never faded, the chestnut-colored hair, the familiar face, once again appearing in front of her to her lightly smiled: “Freya.”
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(ps: finishing the idea, the nest is back~ I will update the chapter first today, and restore the double tomorrow, mainly because I spent a little time to consider the card deck of Brando’s Planeswalker creatures. There is absolutely no rubbish or anything. In other words, this month It’s really bad luck. Drinking water is stuffing your teeth. In the previous paragraph, Time caught a cold. I re-opened a bank card last week and forgot to edit it. The result is that this month is hard to eat, avalanche.)
In the hall, a four-level 17 ladder is connected to the terrace and the hall. The blushing carpet is laid down and down. The seventeenth priest of the dead cathedral, Holy Edward, hangs on the aisle. Thin, with a stick.
Brando and Freya are on the terrace, one person in the hall, and the eyes pass through the length of the ladder and touch each other.
Freya is deeply breathed in, she seems to have had a dream, starting with Bucce, going to Riedenburg, to Bruglas, to the Royal Knight Academy, to Ampere Searl, to Radnor, to the battlefield of Manowell, here again. The scene in the dream changed, until now: “Brando, am I dreaming? I am standing here, here is the capital of Madara’s, have you really done it? As you promised us, Bucce has returned to Aouine, the village is rebuilt Now, everyone has returned to their homeland. We walked back to the embrace of Usson Mountain along the road that fled the day. Is that about Madara’s nightmare, is it really over?”
Brando looked down at the girl who had bundled a light brown hair into her arms. The long ponytail was cut short after she was in Ampere Searl, leaving only the shoulders and the cuts. The long hair is pinned on the grief of his comrades, and is placed on the white tomb of the Holy City, along with Wither’s Aouine Lily.
Freya’s eyes are brighter than that era, more confident, more determined, like a gleaming brown gem, a pair of eyebrows full of heroic, high-spirited, without confusion, weakness and hesitation, and no memory of his most Deep and deep tiredness.
She wore a tailored Knight suit, a dark blue jacket, white breeches, a black pine medal and a Candlelight Medal on her chest, and a tail fluff hanging from her shoulder. That is to commemorate the glory of the Ampere Searl battle, the symbol of the White Lion Legion veteran.