After Becoming The Tyrant

Legrand capital, Mezl.

A restless air hangs over the city.

The commander of the guard guarding the city shivered and curled up in the lookout tower on the city wall, waiting for the arrival of the army.

Today is the day of the coronation of the new king, Grand Duke Grace.

Counting the time, at this point, the team of Grand Duke Grace should have crossed the street and arrived at St. Wythe's Cathedral in the south of Mayfair.Just a few days ago, the Pope's special envoy came across the sea, and the Pope's will spread throughout the land of Legrand.The Duke of Buckingham, who had never died with the New Royal Party, bowed his head in front of God's will.

The civil war is over and a new king is about to be born.

Only after being crowned can he officially become a king. In order to prevent other accidents, the Grand Duke Grice rushed to the city of Metzl after receiving the news that the Duke of Buckingham had retreated.

On the day the Grand Duke Grice arrived, the Duke of Buckingham held a very simple welcome ceremony outside the city gate.Although the hostility between the two parties is still strong, under the witness of the Pope's special envoy, it is "reconciled as before".

On the one hand, out of urgency, and on the other hand, out of precaution, Grand Duke Grace tried his best to shorten the whole process of the coronation - completely different from the grand and grand coronation ceremonies in the past, only a few necessary steps remained in this coronation ceremony, Even any parades in costumes are banned.

Throughout the whole process, the Duke of Buckingham seemed to have given up his mind and did not make any drastic moves.

Only refused to hand over the Rose Palace.

The reason is that the Rose Palace is the most important residence of the king, and only the official king can live in it.

Grand Duke Grace was unwilling to offend the old Duke at such a critical moment, so he had to give up temporarily and work overtime to plan the coronation ceremony.

The coronation is today.

The order of martial law spread through every gatehouse of Mezl's walls.Obviously, Grand Duke Grace did not really relax his vigilance.He even brought in an army from the south in case the Duke of Buckingham revolted at his coronation.

"Damn the weather."

It was October now, the commander was shivering from the cold, he cursed softly while holding his sword.He looked out from the viewing port again, and in the white rime in his vision, there was a galloping cavalry indistinctly.

Arrived!

The commander's spirit suddenly lifted, and he hastily stretched out two white rose flags from the turret, and played the agreed semaphore outside.

The army was very fast, and it was approaching in a blink of an eye, and two identical white rose banners were flying over the cavalry.A cavalryman jumped out of the team holding a flag and arrived at the city gate first. He waved the flag vigorously and played the agreed semaphore.

The commander is relieved.

"Put down the drawbridge!"

He saw the cavalryman clearly from a height, and recognized that it was Viscount Born in the New Royalist camp—he was in command of the army dispatched by Grand Duke Grice.

Metzl's city wall is tall and strong, and there are strong moats outside the city wall. There are a total of twelve city gates distributed in all directions.The city gates are all opened on the solid stone platform between the two circular towers, and are equipped with heavy drawbridges.It would take months to take Metzl from the outside, and it was impregnable.

Today, the only thing allowed to be put down is the suspension bridge in the southwest.

The broad drawbridge was lowered, and the cavalry rushed like a whirlwind.At this time, the commander had just come down from the tower and was about to go up to meet Viscount Born and convey the arrangement of the Grand Duke.

He had just walked down the steps when he realized something was wrong.

bloody!

An extremely strong smell of blood!

As soon as the city gate was opened, the oncoming cavalry had a bloody smell that made people tremble!

"Have you been attacked?"

The commander stepped forward in bewilderment, his expression changed as soon as he spoke.

Because he saw that Viscount Born, who was playing the semaphore, was so pale that he didn't have any armor on his body-how could a general not wear armor?

However, before he could understand other things, it was all over.

The astonishingly fast cavalry passed the drawbridge in an instant.

The front horse directly kicked the commander over. The man on the horse was wearing a scarlet cloak. He held a long and narrow arc knife and swung it downward, causing a splash of warm blood to splatter instantly.With one strike, the young knight rushed into the city gate like a gust of wind without stopping.

His red cloak was rolled up and unfolded.

The other cavalry followed closely behind.

The soldiers guarding the city gate noticed the drastic change of things. They realized that it was not comrades in arms but enemies who came, but it was too late.The cavalry had all passed the drawbridge, and the guards set up their spears in vain to stop them.

But how could they stand up to this Angor cavalry?

Yes, they recognized it.

It was not Viscount Bossy's cavalry that came, but Angel's light cavalry.These wild cavalry living in Angor wear simple leather armor, and use a single-edged, narrow and slender knight's knife, which is most suitable for slashing from horses. meniscus.

They laughed loudly, carried longbows and quiveres, and followed their leader with swords.

And the man who led the cavalry was impossibly young, his silver hair flying in the morning mist against his bloody robes.

That's king!

Purlin I.

The king who was believed to be dead reappeared in front of the people, and when he appeared, he brought bloody cavalry that seemed to be some kind of signal.

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St. Wythe's Cathedral.

This is the coronation place of the emperors of all dynasties, and many nobles who hold power gather here today.

The Duke of Buckingham has given up resistance, the royalist party has suffered a crushing defeat, and the new royalist party are proudly looking at their enemies for a while.Among them, the most proud one is Grand Duke Grace.

His bodyguards were scattered outside St. Wythe's Cathedral, where his opponents were dejected and the crown was within reach.

—Oh, not the one that has been passed down from generation to generation.

The rose diadem may have been buried in the dirt, and the Grand Duke Grace had built a new one out of his own pocket.

The coronation will take place at the intersection of the nave and the wings of St. Wythe's Cathedral. Out of caution, the Archduke Grace spared as much as possible the entire ceremony, but in order to declare his victory to the people, he followed the tradition of the coronation. A huge wooden stage was placed in its place so that those in the nave could clearly see the birth of the new king.

Hong bell rang.

This is probably the weirdest coronation ceremony in the history of the Legrand Empire.The atmosphere was so cold that it didn't look like a grand ceremony, but more like an invisible war.

In the VIP seats near the altar.

The group headed by the Duke of Buckingham remained silent and did not cheer, and the badge of the Iron Rose was still adorned on the cloak.Although the members of the New Royal Party took off the white rose and put on Chinese clothes, they also carefully wore soft armor under the Chinese clothes and carried swords.

Under the royal robe of the "new king" Grand Duke Grace, there is also a pair of exquisite chain mail.

If it wasn't for maintaining his majesty, he almost wanted to put on a plate armor to participate in the ceremony.

Amid the solemn chanting, the brilliant chants of the choir, all belied the sense of confrontation in the air.Grand Duke Grace solemnly stepped onto the long red carpet in a purple robe with gold thread and entered the church.

He stepped on the steps step by step and climbed onto the high platform.

The young cardinal, the Pope's envoy, was the host of the coronation ceremony. He stood in front of the throne in the center of the platform, with the Archbishop of St. Weiss behind him.On the tray held in the bishop's hand, the new crown was placed in the middle of soft velvet.

Grand Duke Grace exchanged a glance with the cardinal.

The cardinal coughed lightly, looked at everyone, and delivered a speech: "...in front of the merciful Holy Lord and the holy Holy See, I ask everyone to allow Grand Duke Grace to claim Rogge in his rightful capacity. The crown of the Lang Empire..."

The core members of the royalist party immediately set their sights on the Duke of Buckingham.

This is not in line with the custom of the coronation ceremony!

According to the normal order, the coronation oath should be performed first, then the holy oil should be received, and the conferring ceremony should be the last!

But now, Grand Duke Grace apparently colluded with the cardinal and brought the final conferring ceremony to the forefront.The New Royalists already knew about this change. Almost as soon as the cardinal’s words fell, they cheered and shouted loudly, “Agree! Agree!”

The Duke of Buckingham's face darkened, and he made a concise and forceful gesture.

The royalists at the VIP seats suddenly stood up, lifted their gorgeous cloaks one after another, and drew sharp swords.

Almost at the same time as the Duke of Buckingham and the others got up, the new royalists also stopped shouting, also lifted their robes, and pulled out the weapons hidden under the cloak.

In an instant, murderous aura swept through the church.

"Mr Duke of Buckingham."

The cardinal looked at the Duke of Buckingham with a cold face on the high platform.

"Spray blood in front of the Holy Lord, is this your reply to the Holy Lord? This is the habitat of the Holy Spirit, not your battlefield!"

"If the Holy Lord's rules can be changed by people, then it is not a big deal for the church to be used as a battlefield."

answered the Duke of Buckingham, drawing his sword slowly.

"Either follow the rules, or go to war now, this is my answer."

Grand Duke Grice's face was livid.

According to the traditional rules, the coronation oath is announced, the holy oil ceremony is performed, and finally the canonization... The whole process will take at least half a morning.And he didn't want to delay for a second at this moment.

I don't know why, a kind of unease shrouded Grand Duke Grace's heart, and this unease reached its peak when both sides drew their swords.

The two sides stalemate for a moment.

The cardinal looked at Archbishop St. Wythe, trying to hint him to ease the atmosphere.

However, at this moment, the sound of gold and iron colliding came from outside the church along with the screams before dying.Grand Duke Grice turned pale with fright, and everyone suddenly looked up at the entrance of the church.

The rapid sound of hooves.

It was as if a whole cavalry was galloping forward, and the horses stomped towards them, their killing intent undisguised.

This is not his army!

Grand Duke Grace realized this.

The nobles exclaimed.

A war horse appeared at the entrance to the cathedral's narrow nave.

Under the high arch, the man on the horse stood against the light. He was shrouded in shadow, and people could only see his wide scarlet cloak and the long and narrow curved knife hanging on the side of the horse.A drop of blood slowly descended along the graceful lines of the blade.

despair.

That drop of blood landed on the red carpet.

"If I remember correctly—"

The man on the horse slowly raised his head, and the light of the temple fell on his face through the stained glass.

"I am the king!"