Medieval Empire Soldier

  Chapter 228 Night of a Thousand Laws Part 1

  The last day of July, Night of the Thousand Laws.

  For the large number of Reikland soldiers and Justice Church battle priests that appeared in the capital of the empire in the past three days, the city residents did not react too much, and the Night of the Thousand Laws attracted absolute attention.

The military situation from the ax-bite pass of the Gray Mountains has received very little attention. Their revered Grand Prince Karl Franz has sent the invincible Rick Marshal Helberg and the Griffin Knights, especially Karl With the assistance of more than 700 dwarven allied forces in Lark-Breeze Castle, the residents agreed that it was only a matter of time before victory was achieved.

The white wolf coat of arms that symbolizes the Todbringer family, a noble coat of arms, appeared outside the martial law line in the south coast area. Under the **** of twenty cheetah knights, the White Wolf Elector Boris and the adopted son of the Elector Von Tugenheim, Draco Baron Leren and Banner Holder Adrian appeared in front of hundreds of imperial nobles waiting to enter the Obsidian Hall.

   "Master Elector." The Rick Imperial Guard knight in charge of maintaining order immediately greeted him: "The city guards need to readjust their defense measures to ensure that the Night of Thousand Laws is safe. Just wait a moment, please forgive me!"

At this time, this spacious street is extremely crowded. Nobles and merchants from various human countries and alliances of order in the old world gather here. Neither the guards nor the officials who symbolized the authority of the empire were willing to let down their vigilance at this moment.

  There are many people, accidents will always happen.

  Boris waved his hand, indicating that he could wait, while the cheetah knights around him stared fiercely at everyone around him, pressed their sword hilts, and were fully armed.

   "Thank you very much!" Rick Guard nodded and left slowly.

  Lyron, who was accompanying the Elector, looked around at the crowd, and judged the identities of the distinguished guests waiting to enter through their attire and coat of arms.

  The appearance of several pointed-eared high elves attracted the attention of most people.

The nobles who are qualified to be in the south coast area can be regarded as prominent figures in Altdorf City. They can more or less see or come into contact with these long-lived species from Ulthuan on the other side of the ocean, but most of them People have never come into contact with such a noble spirit in every gesture.

Iska Brent, the elven ambassador to the empire, this high elf wears a traditional white and blue robe with complicated but not messy embroidered gold patterns, the pattern is formed by golden lines, and a tall hat with a white background and gold trim covers one head. The long pale golden hair, the fiery ruby ​​symbolizing the elven Phoenix King and the holy fire of Asuryan, and the eye-catching pointed ears are exposed to everyone.

  Elegant standing posture and straight body shape, people can't help but stretch their necks, or walk a few steps to see clearly.

But no one dared to come forward to say hello. The elves are notoriously arrogant. Those who can stand and wait at the intersection are not stupid. Words can solve it.

"Leren, look over there." On the side, von Tugenheim raised his finger to a group of people at the street corner. A great nobleman was chatting and laughing happily with several trench merchants. The Hou adopted son lowered his voice and said: "The sea god's trident coat of arms, the Duke of Boldrow, Alberic himself, controls more than 40% of the ocean trade in the Knight Kingdom, and he can be called the richest duke in the old world!"

Around the Duke of Boldero, six knights of the Kingdom wearing albatross-decorated kite helmets guarded carefully. Boldrow is famous for worshiping the sea **** Mananen. There is no doubt that the guards of the Duke are without exception. All Sea God Knights.

"Aberik, because of his dual beliefs, he is an out-and-out alien in the Knight Kingdom, and his internal affairs are good, and the principality's territorial management is also good, much better than the neighbors around Boldero." White Wolf The Elector gave a pertinent evaluation, and he has a certain affection for Alberic. Every year, Middenland imports a large amount of grain through Boldrow's maritime trade.

   It seemed that he heard the conversation of several people. Duke Boldro looked at Boris, and the two nodded to each other as a greeting.

   "Lairon, you can try to get in touch with this Duke of Alberic. Boldero is very influential in maritime trade and has great influence. It is of no harm to us." Boris lowered his voice.

   "I will." Layron nodded in response.

  At this time, a group of heavy armored infantry wearing heavy black steel armor and holding a huge halberd came from the other side of the street, enclosing the entire entrance area.

  Some of the nobles who were about to talk also shut up wisely. The reason is very simple. The yellow feathers on their helmets are so conspicuous for these heavy armored infantry, which is their symbol.

  The famous Altdorf honor company.

  Their appearance means that the Night of the Thousand Laws is about to begin.

After the Rick Guard in charge of maintaining order had a brief conversation with von Tugenheim, the latter took out a few prepared invitation cards. The seats in the Obsidian Hall were limited, except for the fifteen cheetah knights who were left in place. The others accompanied Elector Boris, escorted by dozens of infantry from the Honor Company, across the martial law line and into the heavily guarded street leading to the Obsidian Hall.

  In addition, the news of the appearance of the high elf ambassador also spread quickly. No one dared to neglect, and rushed over immediately. After confirming that the invitation and the number of people were correct, the elf mission was also smoothly sent to the Obsidian Hall.

Stepping into the obsidian hall, as it looks from the outside, the huge sandstone walls are unpretentious, and while walking, Lerence finds that this unremarkable building is not so simple, pieces of polished obsidian are Embedded in the wall, arranged regularly, you must know that obsidian is an excellent material for guiding magic. This method means that there is a large magic circle inside the entire hall.

   "Here...something is different." After observing, Lellen whispered to the White Wolf Elector.

   "Yurik's teeth, I have come to the southern provinces only a handful of times. Even if I came, it was to open the Imperial Parliament, but it does feel a little strange."

   After finishing speaking, Boris laughed a few times.

  When the heavy footsteps of Altdorf's honor guard stopped, only a group of people were left standing in the depths of the obsidian hall on a wall engraved with countless obscure spells, like an entrance.

  The depths of the hall were extremely dark, only the brazier beside the road brought light.

   On both sides of the wall, there stood a mage in a gold-rimmed white robe and a high white crown, waiting for them.

   "Respect... the Elector of Middenland, and the heroes of the empire, we are the guide mages who guide guests into the academy, please follow us." One of the light mages nodded and said.

Seeing a group of people coming over, especially the White Wolf Elector, the two bright mages had a look of surprise on their faces, maybe because of their identities, or because of the influence of Urick's blessing, in short, they seemed a little hasty, Fortunately, the mages who can be sent out to receive them are also a group of people who are good at dealing with people, and they have not done anything rude.

Going forward to talk a few words, the two mages checked the invitation again, and then one of them took a few steps back, raised the staff inlaid with sky blue crystals, walked to the wall, and muttered a spell while holding the staff above his head. Draw a semi-circular arc and wave a few times in a row.

After turning around a few times seemingly irregularly, suddenly, the flames of the braziers placed on both sides seemed to be drawn by magic, and strands of flames entangled with the arc drawn by the light mage. The next moment, the flames embedded in the wall The obsidian bloomed with dazzling light, and the group of people felt that their eyes were blank, and the voices of countless ethereal singing faintly sounded in their ears, and the darkness disappeared without a trace.

  When he opened his eyes again, the sandstone under his feet had turned into a spotless white marble pavement. Looking around, the dark hall disappeared, and Lerlen only felt that he had come to another world, a world of light.

  In front of you, there is only one majestic pyramid, standing at the end of the marble road, as if standing upright.

  Mage Guangming who led the way ahead smiled and said proudly: "Welcome to Guangming Academy, one of the eight major magic academies. Before your eyes is the place where the night of Thousand Laws will be fought, the Pyramid of Light."

   This is a magnificent pyramid. The illusory outer wall is as pure as a diamond. It has thousands of levels. Countless white candles are lit. Through the candlelight, everyone can feel the solemnity of the Pyramid of Light.

  The closer you get to it, the more you can feel its majesty.

This feeling was the strongest until standing at the bottom of the pyramid. A group of people raised their heads, and the towering buildings enveloped the entire field of vision. Even the well-informed White Wolf Elector showed a surprised expression, such a spectacular visual impact The only wonder in the north that can be compared with the Pyramid of Light is the 500-meter-high floating soil in the holy city of Middenheim.

  Lai Lun still maintained a bit of composure. The reason is that this bright world is wonderful. The pure and strong wind of light, Haixi, fills the whole space, and the gentle warmth makes all the negative things fade away.

  Through the introduction of Master Guangming, Lailon and others learned that the entire Guangming Academy was built in a special space created by spells.

  Teclis, the supreme magister of the high elves more than two hundred years ago, helped the human empire rebuild order after the twelfth chaos invasion.

  Among them, the supreme magister built the Pyramid of Light in the void, and divided and bound the wind of Haixi flowing in the mortal world to the pyramid, creating the current spectacle.

  The Pyramid of Light has been built for more than 200 years, and has been completely transformed by the strong wind of light.

The reason why the surface of the pyramid looks so illusory is that a large number of imperial mages who study the white wind magic have gathered in the Guangming Academy all the year round. Over time, the pyramid began to be changed by magic from the outside to the inside, and the originally hard white rock gradually became another kind between The translucent substance between essence and magic looks like a layer of diamond surface exuding white brilliance from a distance, and it looks like a flowing liquid covering the entire pyramid when viewed up close.

"...we call the 'Blessing of Haisi', the illusion that envelops the pyramid is not only beautiful to watch, its defense is equally good, during the rebellion of the dark lord Egrim, the traitor of fallen chaos summoned a Tzeentch The great demon bombed the pyramid, aiming to take away the most threatening chaotic evil objects and magical artifacts sealed inside." The bright mage explained in detail: "Because of the existence of Haixi's blessing, until he was exiled, Tzeentch, the great demon, It failed to break through the defense of the pyramid, although it caused a certain degree of damage, it has been repaired by magic."

   "It's really a great building." After listening, Boris nodded in approval.

The completely transformed pyramid can withstand a Tzeentch who is proficient in witchcraft. It is unimaginable how hard it is. I am afraid that not only can easily dissolve all magic below the forbidden curse, even the legendary archmages want to break it. Takes a lot of time.

In Leron's view, this is no different than an opportunity to show the heritage of the empire. The eight colleges are directly under the orders of the Warfa stick, and the imperial magic advisor who holds the Warfa stick is also under the emperor's orders. No wonder Karl Franz Make every effort to make the Night of Thousand Laws bigger, and don't miss every opportunity to expand its influence.

   A few minutes later, the White Wolf Elector, Lelun and others came to a gate emitting soft white light in the pyramid, and a dozen people had already gathered on the marble road.

Among them are old aristocrats with haughty looks and gorgeous clothes, big-bellied merchants wearing gold and silver, some dwarves with long beards reaching their waists, and some dressed in silk and satin, whose dressing style is completely different from the old world. of strangers.

  Round-neck robes, military hoods, and black and white accessories that symbolize peace.

  Lai Lun's eyes flashed, and he quickly identified the origins of those foreigners, the Cathay in the Far East.

  One of them has a bald head, wearing a ochre-yellow kimono, with beads the size of a fist hanging around his neck, wearing iron cloth shoes, and wearing a monk's attire with his palms on his chest.

  The surrounding crowd subconsciously avoided the monk, keeping a distance of three or four steps. For the unknown, it is better to be careful.

   There was a lot of distance between Lailon and them. In order to prevent accidental complications, and it was difficult to look carefully, his attention quickly returned to the tightly closed door.

  Night of Thousand Laws, at such an important moment, Guangming Academy also put in all of its efforts, opening the gate every once in a while, and letting people in batch by batch.

   "Open." A light mage was signaled, he walked to the front, raised his staff, pointed at the door and recited a spell.

   "Kongkong—" The door emitting soft light slowly opened from the inside to the outside, and the dissatisfied crowd immediately stopped complaining softly, replaced by a silence.

  There was a pleasant sound coming from the Pyramid of Light, as if all the good things were condensed in one place, and Dua welcomed everyone with open arms.

   Afterwards, under the guidance of the guide mage, all the dozen or so people who stopped in front of the door entered the interior.

  When Lailon walked straight past the bald monk, the latter opened his tiger eyes: "...the wind of peace."

  (end of this chapter)