The Sun King's Evidence

Old World, March 2515, Empire, Wolfenburg.

The battle is over, the army needs to rest, the city needs to be rebuilt, and the leaders need to discuss what to do next.

Although some people have doubts about how Motkin died, they are very confused as to why the Chaos Eternal Chosen suddenly said a bunch of incomprehensible words and then committed suicide when he could obviously set up a battle array. , but the fact is there, Mortkin died, the Chaos army collapsed, and the army from the Empire and the army of knight brothers saved the city and the Oster people.

The city finally returned to calm, and the food supply was slightly restored. The refugees could finally get out of the damp, narrow and strange-smelling dwarf shelter mines and come outside to breathe fresh air. Most of the adult males were at war. After the death, most of the remaining women, children and children gathered together in twos and threes. There were not enough tents, so many people found a ruins and wrapped themselves in blankets to get a good sleep.

It was a rare moment of peace, with troops patrolling everywhere in the city.

Ryan ordered his subordinates to accept all the money that Russ brought, divided it into a dozen space rings for storage and personally kept them, and then he had some free time: "Why don't we take a stroll in the city? Bertrand? Morgiana ?”

"Tomorrow is the day of the Holy Grail, Ryan, I have to prepare." Morgiana shook her head. If there were only Ryan and her, the Lake God Witch could still consider it, but behind Ryan is now followed by a whole company of the Old Guards. , as well as Bertrand, Davout, Raymond and others, this kind of wandering is still unnecessary.

"Oh! Tomorrow is the day of the Holy Grail, right." Ryan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled a little awkwardly. The King of Knights thought that the recent series of wars had really made him crazy. As a fairy in the lake, It is indeed a bit unreasonable that he has forgotten such an important holiday as the Holy Grail Day, the divinely chosen champion.

"Forget it, let's go back first." Ryan shrugged and motioned for everyone to go back first.

Back in the big tent, everyone was gone. Aurora was overloaded by summoning the Ice Element Supreme Lord and was now bed-resting. According to her, she would have to stay in bed for at least two or three months. Ryan understood this. Let Veronica arrange for staff to take care of her.

The female Speaker went off to find young girls with magical talents as she told Ryan. Veronica knew that she had to take the lead now. She was the Speaker, and she couldn't rely on anyone for this kind of thing.

Morgiana also has to be busy with the Day of the Holy Grail. Duke Lawn is still discussing some trivial matters with the Empire. Emilia and Teresa are still behind and have not come over. Ryan thinks about it carefully and thinks that he is really Nothing to do.

He now feels a little regretful that he did not bring Olika out. After the military, it is really uncomfortable to have no one to serve him. Many things are inconvenient. Ryan is not interested in finding a few strong men to serve him. In the end, he will create "The Secret History of Jungle Comrades" Strange rumors such as "Beibei Mountain" have come out. You must know that this kind of thing is forbidden frequently in the old world, especially in places like Tyrell.

The furnishings in the big tent were luxurious, and it was snowing outside. Ryan thought that it was still snowing in March. The impact of this chaos invasion on the climate of the old world, or at least the northern part of the empire, seemed to be considerable. Thinking of this He simply shouted: "Come here! Boil water, I want to take a bath!"

"Yes!" The Old Guards outside the house responded immediately.

After taking a nice hot bath, Ryan put on a soft and comfortable bathrobe and leaned on the bed. The attendant placed a small low table for him so that he could handle various matters while lying on the bed, and then sent it to him. A hot cup of coffee.

"Where's Bohemond? And what are Bertrand and the others doing?" Ryan felt his head hurt as soon as he saw the thick stack of documents. The King of Knights stopped the attendant.

"Duke Berhemond is wandering around the ruins outside." The attendant returned: "Most of His Excellency the Holy Grail, Marshal Bertrand and the two battalions of the Old Guards were called by Her Highness Morgiana to help prepare for tomorrow. For the Holy Grail Sacrifice, Her Highness Morgiana said that all Brittanians will receive the Lady’s gifts, including jam cookies, roasted meat and a glass of wine.”

"Okay, I understand, you can go down." Ryan signaled the attendant to go down. The King of Knights opened the paperwork and started working. There were countless things waiting for him to deal with.

While reading the documents, Ryan was still thinking about how Duke Berhemond could find time to wander around the ruins?

The King of Knights thought the problem was a little complicated.

Among the ruins of Wolfenburg, inside a huge tent that had just been erected.

Duke Bohemond led a group of knights from Bastogne to open the tent curtain and entered the tent. The Duke of Red Dragon hung the holy sword of Britannia - the Sword in the Stone - on his waist. Wearing a red dragon cape, a gorgeous red and yellow iris robe, a recast and strengthened dwarven master-grade Granite rune full-body plate armor, and a golden dragon-crested cross helmet, his strength is close to that of a demigod. The old Duke is not angry and proud, and his equipment is more expensive than the standard manors of ten great nobles combined.

After the war, the old Duke had nothing to do and decided to wander around. He also knew that his level of internal affairs was really terrible, so he simply left everything to Lawn and the others, and he called his entourage to look around.

Several of these messages attracted the attention of Duke Berhemond.

The first is that after the shelters were gradually lifted, many refugees began to take to the streets. While lining up next to the relief porridge shacks to receive relief food, they were setting up street stalls to sell some of their property.

The old Duke found a lot of things, from dreams to various handicrafts and books to vodka. There was everything. Bohemond even saw several wooden and iron statues of the former Tsar Boris, as well as the bear god Er. The icon of Sun and the small hammer symbolizing Thor.

There are even some artifacts from the Osterland.

Out of interest, Duke Bohemond looked here and there and bought a lot of small things. The attendant behind him packed a large bag and carried it on his back. Then the old Duke noticed that some people were selling Books, those carefully framed books from the Kislev Esun Church Printing House in the previous era were sold at very cheap prices. A few silver coins, or even a handful of copper coins, were sold casually, except for Kislev In addition to husband refugees, the same is true for Oster refugees.

The old Duke sighed, there was nothing he could do about it.

The second thing is now this one.

The appearance of Birhemond made the people inside scream. Obviously no one expected that the noble Duke Red Dragon would appear here. Earl Hex of Devon was directing something inside. When he saw Birhemond come out, he His face suddenly turned pale, and he hurriedly came up: "My Lord Duke, why are you..."

"What are you doing?!" Duke Berhemond noticed that the tent was full of women! And most of them are young and beautiful beauties! There were Osters, Nords, and Mrs. Kiesler. The old Duke immediately thought of something, and he said angrily: "Hex!"

"Duke!" Hux was very embarrassed. He quickly pulled Bohemond aside: "This is just a business!"

"What kind of business?!" Bohemond slapped Hux on the head, and the old Duke said angrily: "You are forcing girls into prostitution! Hux! Do you know what you are doing? Have you forgotten? Did you follow the lady’s teachings?!”

"They volunteered! My Lord the Duke!" Hux was very aggrieved. Earl Devon whispered: "Duke, do you know that 65% of the adult males of the Oster people have died in this How many women and children were left behind during the invasion? Today, the Elector of Wamir is still supplying food with all his strength, but what about tomorrow? What about the day after tomorrow? Everyone knows that Britannia is rich, the soldiers are rich, and many people are willing ... Find a way out for your future, do you know how many things happened in these ruins? Even His Majesty Ryan turned a blind eye!"

"Then you can't..." Duke Bohemond was still unhappy: "You can't be a middleman either!"

"I said, this is voluntary! I'm just doing a favor!" Seeing that the old Duke's attitude was a little loose, Hux quickly struck while the iron was hot: "You know, there are people in the ruins who specialize in pulling strings to do this kind of thing, five silver coins at a time , those second-rate dealers can take three. In the end, all these poor women can get is just one silver coin and a handful of copper coins. So, I think we should just do it ourselves, and the buyers will spend less money. , sellers make more money, and there are no middlemen to make the difference. It has only been open for more than half a day, and the transaction volume is far ahead!"

Berhemond learned from Hex that there are two types of transactions. The first is that only one transaction requires a voucher. Generally, Hex just checks whether there is any illness and issues a document and that's it. Yes, the second type is a permanent deal, which is actually equivalent to a buyout. Many girls, young girls, and women have lost their families. Some of them need a sum of money for selling themselves, and some don’t even need much, but they are required to sign a formal master-servant contract. Covenant, the just kind of church.

The formal master-servant contract is very strict, stipulating the employment relationship between the two parties as serving and being served. The most strict kind of master will have to pay with his life if he beats the servant to death! Most of the women in the big tent wanted to sign this kind of high-level master-servant contract. Some of them suggested that if they were Old Guards and Holy Grail Knights, they could just sign the contract for free.

By the way, Hex's requirements are quite strict and he only accepts beauties, roughly between the ages of 14 and 28.

"Uh." Bohemond confirmed. The women present all said that this was voluntary. There was free food and a blanket in the big tent. The old Duke was a little embarrassed, and he asked Hex again. : "But if such a big tent is set up here, you won't be afraid..."

"Learn a foreign language." Hux smiled slyly: "The Brittanians come from far away, and their accents are very different. In order to promote communication and work together to fight against the enemy, they always have to exchange accents and learn some parts of the local language. Slang for?"

"Oh, let's learn a foreign language." The old Duke was interested, and Bohemond then asked: "What's the price?"

"They're cheap!" Hex pointed to a row of beauties over there, some with brown hair and black eyes, some with blond hair and blue eyes, most of them ranging in age from fifteen to early twenties: "Most of the best ones are five or five years old. From ten gold crowns to one hundred gold crowns, you can pay with one hand and sign the master-servant contract with the other hand. The prophets of the Lake God or the compassionate pastor of Saliya are willing to notarize it, and you can buy it back and become a maid! Your Excellency, Duke?"

"Hey, yes, you have to learn this foreign language hard!" After repeatedly confirming that this was a consensual transaction, Bohemond finally showed a smile: "I also want to learn foreign languages, so it would be good to learn one more!"

"Yes, yes, you have to learn this foreign language hard~" Hux nodded with a smile.

The Duke of Bastogne and the Earl of Devon looked at each other and smiled. Seeing that the old Duke really wanted to "learn a foreign language", the women in the tent rushed around and promoted themselves. They didn't even want a penny. , also wanted to become the private property of Duke Berhemond. The old Duke motioned to them to stand in a row and wanted to pick something. At the same time, he motioned to his subordinates to take out several bags of gold crowns to ensure that the money would not be missing from them. In the spirit of chivalry, A very important one is fairness.

At this moment, the curtain of the big tent was opened again, and a group of Rick Guards rushed in. The knight attendants under Duke Berhemond immediately held their swords on guard, and the Rick Guards were also aggressive.

"What? What?"

"This is the Brittania camp! Imperial people, what are you doing?!"

Reik's guard Helberg came in from outside. The old commander's expression was serious, and the hilt of the Rune Fang "Hatemaker" sword on his waist was shining. He first looked at Hex and Birhemond seriously, and then He looked majestically at the women who hid in the corner of the tent in panic, and sighed.

"You need to learn this foreign language carefully. Mr. Hux, I want to learn a foreign language too!"

The atmosphere in the tent suddenly relaxed and everyone laughed.

"Learn! You can learn anything! Marshal Heilberg, tell me which one you want to learn? Why don't you take it back and learn it yourself?"

"No, just give me a class period."

"Arrange it, arrange it now."

…………I am the dividing line for learning foreign languages…………

Bohemond and Helberg's gang went to study foreign languages, while our Knight King Ryan was still lying on the bed correcting documents.

During the review process, Ryan soon saw the official letter from Emperor Karl-Franz. The official letter contained a strong tone. First, he congratulated on the glorious victory in Wolfenburg, and then expressed his gratitude for the killing (and forcing suicide) of Eternal Life. The God-chosen Black Iron Motkin expressed congratulations, but then the conversation changed. In an official letter, the emperor asked the army in Wolfenburg to take a short rest and march as soon as possible. Do not stay too long and try to end the battle before the spring plowing begins. If all the Chaos armies cannot be eliminated, then at least the Chaos armies must be driven out of the empire first.

The wording of this official letter was quite strong and somewhat arrogant. Ryan frowned after reading it. The King of Knights was quite unhappy. We are fighting at the front, and you are responsible for urging the army from behind?

However, soon after the official letter, there was a private letter from Emperor Karl-Franz to King Lane. In the letter, the emperor stated that the strong wording in the official letter and the urging of troops were helpless. He hoped that Lane could understand, even if the King of Cards was strategizing and dispatching from behind. Resources have stretched everything to the limit, and the empire's finances have begun to be stretched and unable to support themselves. The emperor expressed the hope that Lane can end the battle as soon as possible, otherwise the pressure on the rear will increase. If the spring plowing is not caught up, then the northern part of the empire, especially Os The leader and Ostermark will be severely damaged.

At the same time, the emperor also hopes that Ryan can at least let Emilia take on the position of co-head coach, just use it as a decoration, so that at least he can account for the empire and the human kingdoms of the old world, as well as the dwarves and high elves. In the past, otherwise Mortkin would have seemed too cowardly to invade the Empire.

To this day, what everyone in the old world remembers most is the epic victory of the Battle of the Three Kings.

Who directed it? Commanded by Lion Malcador, the greatest knight king in Britannia since Arthur.

After watching it, Ryan couldn't help but laugh. It was so painful. He couldn't feel unhappy or complain at all. He was laughing so much that he couldn't even hold his coffee.

At this moment, a white-gold light suddenly lit up inside the tent, and a beautiful figure emerged from the white light and thick fog.

"I'm coming! Ryan!"

"Dear, I'm here, I'm here to see you and the knights, catch me now!"

As soon as he stretched out his hands, Ryan's face was pressed by something, which made our King of Knights unable to breathe.

"Hmm~"

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