Scholar Amber, See

: Amber’s Archive

The conversation was divided into two parts. On the same night, under the same moonlight, Ying also had a conversation with Amber in the [Field of Conquest].

Although Amber is dishonest like a child with ADHD, Ying is super patient and tolerant when she has plenty of time.

In the end, Amber was even embarrassed, and took the initiative to bring the topic back on track.

“Save point?”

On the roof of the West Wind Library, Ying asked puzzledly,

“Are you referring to the save progress archive in the game?”

Tivat ContinentThere is no such thing as a video game, but as Ying from outside the world, it is not surprising to know this.

On the contrary, Amber, she is a “native-born” native of the Tivat continent. Using such a statement at this time is actually an implicit expression of her trust in Ying.

“Well, it’s the save point.”

“I hope to “preserve” myself at this moment in your conquest domain.”

After Amber finished speaking, he seemed to feel that his statement was vague, so he further explained,

“Simply put, I think the current me is good enough, and I don’t want any other changes.”

“Although it is very normal that growth will change people’s thinking and consciousness.”

“But what I’m worried about is the abnormal situation.”

Looking at Amber, Ying asked,

“An abnormal situation?”

“Ok.”

Amber responded, then thought for a while and asked,

“Ying, do you know that I have been selected by the wind god Barbatos as the next wind god?”

To this, Ying answered very simply,

“Know.”

“…”

Amber was stunned, and then couldn’t help raising his voice,

“you know?”

With a faint smile on her lips, Ying said,

“I also know that Wind God Barbatos is Wendy.”

“Good guy.”

Amber sighed with emotion, then asked,

“Then besides you, does anyone else know?”

Ying nodded,

“Qin, Lisa, and Diluc all know about it.”

“…”

Amber blinked and sighed,

“It seems that Yula also knows.”

But soon, she shook her dangling legs and laughed,

“But forget it, it has nothing to do with me here.”

“Let’s continue with the topic just now.”

After organizing the language in his mind, Amber said,

“Not long ago, Noelle and I met the executive officer [Scatterers] of fools.”

“He hurt Noelle, so I activated the power of Fengshen and disabled him.”

“And in the process of using divine power, something made me uneasy.”

“What makes you uneasy?”

As an audience, Ying quickly asked questions in cooperation.

But Amber not only didn’t answer, but instead asked,

“Ying, do you know [The Herrscher]?”

“…”

Ying was silent for a while, then said,

“It’s a name I’ve never heard of.”

“I haven’t heard of it either.”

“But this word just popped up in my mind.”

Amber’s expression was a little helpless, she said,

“how to say.”

“Although I didn’t feel anything special during the battle.”

“Even when the battle is over, it is naturally ignored.”

“Thinking about it later, I feel like I felt…fate.”

Staring at Amber with bright golden eyes, Ying asked,

“Do you believe in fate?”

“This is not a matter of belief or not.”

“It’s a feeling.”

“A feeling that you can’t defy something, you can only accept it.”

After Amber finished speaking, he also frowned,

“And the more I chew the word [Hersencher], the more I can feel the dangerous breath spreading from the bottom of my heart.”

“Originally, I planned to keep this kind of thing in my heart. After all, it may be my own wild imagination.”

“But you said that the sense of danger brought by the abyss has always been in your heart.”

“So I wondered if they might be something similar.”

Ying shook her head and said without changing her tone,

“Not too sure.”

Although Ying seems to be unwilling to say something, in the final analysis, the current self is nothing more than a phantom in the [Field of Conquest].

So Amber didn’t ask any further questions, but just said with a smile,

“But I don’t really care about that kind of thing.”

“I am Amber now, and I will only live a life that belongs to Amber.”

“Even if there is a terrible disaster that will destroy the world, I would be very happy to welcome the end together with everyone.”

“The only thing I’m worried about is that I…is no longer me.”

“Or to be more precise, not me now.”

Standing up from the corner of the roof, she opened her hands and embraced the sky with her eyes closed.

“So I thought about it and decided to leave a [Save Point] in your [Conquest Domain] at this point in time.”

“Although this has no real effect.”

“But if one day, I become a stranger outside.”

“Please also tell me the specific situation.”

“If I judge, it’s not me anymore.”

“I might trouble you to tell Yula and Barbara that the real Amber is dead.”

Speaking some cruel words in a flat tone, Amber finally concluded,

“And this is the only meaning of existence for me right now in front of you.”

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Besides, Amber herself, although she is sleeping on the same bed as Yula at this time, she is actuallyAlso going through different things.

It’s just that here, he is alone.

However, in a dream, she dreamed of the door that had always existed in the corner of the viewing angle during the day, and then pushed it open impatiently, and she came directly to the studio.

And as soon as he came, Amber felt very awake, not like a dream at all.

In addition to being unable to feel the power of Lodia and the elements like in Guangmai, not only can she feel the pain when she pinches her arm, she can even take things out of the storage bracelet.

This is so awesome.

If the whole person came here, Amber would think it was normal to have such a phenomenon.

But now, I should be in a dream.

Because there is a very clear feeling in her heart, that is, as long as she “opens her eyes”, she can wake up in bed.

But Amber didn’t want to wake up.

Because when her eyes fell on the painting of the starry sky, anxiety suddenly rose in her heart.

[It can’t be like this, the painting must be restored. 】

So, Amber picked up a few paintbrushes and palettes from the ground.

As if she had done it hundreds of times, she deftly cut her hand with the sharp part at the back of the paintbrush, causing Yin//hong’s blood to flow out.

Then, the huge armored knight behind him started to move like a creak.

It knelt down on one knee and put its right hand beside Amber.

Lifting her feet, she quickly came to the place where she wanted to write with the help of this armored knight.

When the bright red pen tip fell on the pitch-black stain, Amber heard a mournful howling.

At the same time, a clear understanding rose in her heart:

Myths are written by flowing blood and witnessed by noble souls.

Picture: “Elegant Ying”, location: “Images/

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