I became a mage and was recruited by the lord as his son-in-law

At every awarding ceremony, new military nobles will be born.

Most of the nobles of the human empire have now degenerated into people who indulge in luxury and debauchery.

But at the ceremony here, they did not dare to show any disrespect.

These noble sons had stood on both sides of the road early in the morning, with guards standing beside them. There was a team of nobles like this at every certain distance.

Among the nobles were the servants working in the castle. They were accustomed to luxury, and today's ceremony was more of a fun thing for them.

The rest are civilians who work in the capital and have escaped being killed by the orcs. Only these people have hope and see the appearance of the nobles who have been awarded titles for their military merits.

The soldiers have drawn red lines on both sides of the street. Anyone who crosses this red line will be ruthlessly killed.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

As the bell rang, the gate of the royal capital was opened.

The Grand Duke of the North took the lead, and the knights behind him put away their solemn expressions. Today was their moment to show their style, and they had to show the heroism of the North.

The noble at the city gate was the first to see the Grand Duke. He touched his chest in salute, and the Grand Duke bowed his head in greeting.

The knights took gold coins out of their horse bags and threw them into the crowd, causing many servants and civilians to scramble for them.

The soldiers who followed drove carriages, took out wine and food from the carriages and distributed them to the people around them.

This step was the most lively in the past, and the civilians outside the royal capital would scramble for these foods like crazy.

But today, since the civilians outside the city had already been slaughtered, this scene did not cause much sensation.

Fortunately, gold coins had been scattered before, so the Grand Duke's appearance was quite lively.

Moving forward, they arrived at the Mage Tower. There were the fewest people here. The nobles were afraid of the mage's power, and the common people were afraid of the mage's weirdness.

Denise and Helen did not leave the Mage Tower either. As apprentices of the Grand Mage, they were qualified to look down on the knights from above.

Of course the Grand Duke knew the rules. He looked toward the top of the Mage Tower and wanted to salute, but when he saw Helen doing so, he froze.

Finally he just nodded.

By the time we reached the center of the royal capital, more than half an hour had passed.

A large number of nobles gathered here, and behind the nobles, in the rows of castles, roses were sprinkled in almost every window.

The knights opened their visors, grabbed the roses in the air, and looked towards the windows. Some of them were noble ladies, some were noble ladies, and some were maids in the castle.

The knights waved in greeting, and the Grand Duke let the petals and flowers fall around him, his eyes either on the nobles around him or on the Royal Square in front of him.

A high platform had already been set up in the square, and the king was standing on the platform. He was wearing golden lion armor and a jeweled crown on his head. He had a firm gaze and a burly figure.

The guards beside him were holding long swords, most of which would be awarded to the knights who were to be awarded medals.

The Grand Duke rode his horse to the center of the square, dismounted and saluted at the foot of the platform.

"Guardian of the North, Lord Giant Wolf, please come forward."

The king's voice could be heard from far away. This was the basis of his knight training. With the training of a Holy Blade Knight, he could completely do without messengers.

After receiving the king's order, the Grand Duke stood up and climbed onto the platform step by step.

The king took a long sword with a giant wolf handle from the guard, drew the sword out, and held it across his chest.

"Being loyal to honor and defending the empire is a reward for warriors and an affirmation of honor. Sir, I grant you the honor of being the personal guardian of the capital."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

The Archduke took the sword and turned to show it to the knight behind him.

The knights cheered and the soldiers knelt on one knee.

The atmosphere of the crowd behind was instantly ignited. The cheers were like thunder in early spring, suddenly exploding between heaven and earth, and like thousands of horses galloping, unstoppable.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The deep and heavy bell sounded forward, carrying with it an indescribable solemnity and majesty.

"Please ask the Northern Territory's General, Edmund Costa, to come out and be awarded the honor."

The king's guards shouted from the side.

The Duke of the North looked down at Edmund Costa, his youngest God-given knight and his most trusted knight.

At the front of the Knights Templar, the young knight dismounted, took off his helmet and held it to his chest, then knelt on one knee under the platform.

"Please step forward, knight."

Edmund stood up and walked forward, slowly approaching the king and kneeling on one knee again.

The king took the sword from the guard, drew it, and tapped the knight's shoulders.

"Edmund Costa, I grant you the title of Knight of the Kingdom, make you a Baron, grant you the Great Deer Emblem, allow you to hold the Development Order, and grant you the fiefdom of Elvo.

May you expand the empire's territory and fight for the welfare of mankind."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Please stand up and take the sword."

Edmund stood up and took the sword from the king's hand. The moment he turned around, the crowd below became even more excited.

This is a pioneer lord who holds real power in the army and is under the protection of the giant wolf. Those who are interested in this are already thinking about how to make friends with this knight.

Edmund waved the sword in his hand, and finally he looked at the Grand Duke of the North and bowed. The Grand Duke helped the knight up and patted him on the shoulder.

The knight saluted again, walked down from the side of the platform, and returned to the team of knights.

The surrounding knights came forward to congratulate him. There was no doubt that this knight gained the most in this battle.

The king called out the names of the knights below again, and one by one the knights were rewarded, but there was no more of the previous calls.

……

Outside the royal capital, the Pope's carriage had been waiting for a long time.

The Pope's eyes were not on the royal capital, but he kept looking back.

He had already known the news that Beth had received the honor guard, but there was nothing he could do.

The one who stood up for Beth was the strongest wizard in the empire and the last great wizard to take action in the past five hundred years.

The record of annihilating a large army of orcs made no one dare to show their teeth in front of Bennett. No one would provoke such a great wizard unless they used shameless means.

This was not what made the Pope most angry. What annoyed him the most was that half of his knights actually defected to Beth's side.

He didn't understand the mage's methods and thought there was a traitor in his team.

"Boom, boom, boom."

The bells of the royal capital rang again. The Pope had no choice but to walk towards the avenue of the royal capital with the remaining ceremonial weapons.

A fragrant wooden carriage and a knight's horse.

The Pope sat in a carriage, with a curtain drawn to hide his face.

The knights behind him sang hymns praising Allah. Their voices were delicate and soft at first, like the first rays of dawn, full of hope and warmth. Then they became high and fierce, like a rushing river, carrying with it the tragedy and indignation of sacrifice.

The Pope's face was full of gloom. He looked at the nobles and common people around him. None of them prayed, and no one praised Allah.