Amber Sword-Chapter 654: Episode 76: King of the Underground (27) (3rd update, please support!!)

In a one-on-two duel, the two silent corpses in the arena seemed to have already indicated the victor of this struggle. As expected, Brando quickly repeated his old trick and killed Albton — for this White Knight who had died at his hands twice, Brando felt a bit guilty; from any perspective, it seemed too tragic.

However, the disappeared White Knight apparently had no such thoughts. Its corpse turned into a wisp of black smoke and vanished in the arena, proving that the Undead Knight was part of the arena itself before being projected and had never truly existed.

The historical White Knight had long perished in the mountains outside Ridenburg, just like countless nameless corpses in this war.

The old man in front of him was the same.

Brando looked at his grandfather, raised his sword, and the latter nodded, adopting the same starting stance. Erune's military swordsmanship — it seemed the two were going to settle the fight using the swordsmanship they were both familiar with.

Then came the fierce combat.

Brando never imagined that his grandfather, in his mind, could be this powerful — of course, if he knew that this old man was not at his peak strength as seen by Kulan, he would probably reassess his grandfather.

Indeed, even now, he was already reassessing this old man, a so-called veteran of the November War — a recipient of the Candlelight Medal. But if that were all, he might be just slightly stronger than the guard captain Madden, but not by much.

But the strength this old man showed at this moment clearly far exceeded that boundary.

Who was he?

Brando could not know the answer. He stepped back and dodged the old man's tricky sword unconsciously, then countered with a simple thrust to the opponent's chest.

The old man was stunned.

He seemed not to have foreseen his own defeat, but finally, he raised his head and glanced at Brando. "Well done, young man," he said.

Then his entire body turned into black smoke and disappeared in the arena.

Brando knew it was a projection in his heart talking to him — or perhaps this old man had said the same words to Brando on some day in the past, but such life details had long been lost in the dust of memories. Brando could only savor this reminiscence of the past from the fleeting voice in the wind.

He held the pose of a one-handed forward thrust for a moment, then finally came to his senses. The young man shook his head and calmly returned to the center of the ring.

The air wall around him vanished in an instant, and Kulan almost fell forward to the ground, but fortunately, he remembered his own strength, using one hand to support himself from the ground and awkwardly standing up.

The old swordsman cursed inwardly, but for a moment forgot to ask Brando about his grandfather and the Soul Seal.

"It seems it wasn't a coincidence that you could awaken me."

Brando stood in the arena for a while, then the woman's voice sounded in his heart once more, "It seems it wasn't a coincidence that you could awaken me, little one."

"Your swordsmanship talent is beyond extraordinary."

The woman's voice made Brando's ears itch, as if he unconsciously wanted her to say a few more words: "Now can you tell me who you are?" Brando asked.

"My name is Otarais," the woman said, stepping out from his body and appearing as a ghostly figure before him.

It was the first time he saw the woman's appearance: long, black, wavy hair draped over her shoulders, yet it didn't look messy, but had a clean, sleek, and concise strength.

Her pupils were the unique violet-blue of the wind elves, but deeper than usual, seemingly bottomless.

However, Brando noticed that this elfin woman had long, purple-black eye shadows, making him slightly startled. His first impression of her was dignified and serious — but this touch of allure instead fully highlighted the woman's maturity.

He felt his breath catch slightly.

In the era of the Saint War, it was recorded that fog elf women liked to decorate themselves with facial patterns, but this perfect measure was something that Brando was witnessing for the first time.

"Wait, you are one of the Twenty-Four Knights..." he realized with surprise, immediately interrupting her. He had had suspicions that she might be a heroic spirit from the Saint War era, but the twenty-four knights of Wind Queen Saint Ossor were different—