The Sun King's Evidence

PS: When you see the update of this chapter, I was undergoing root canal surgery in the hospital due to acute pulpitis. It was so painful that I rolled on the bed in pain at night and couldn't sleep o(╥﹏╥) o.

When Alfred's army arrived at Brunswick, it seemed a little late.

More than 20,000 church troops are gathering in the capital, including many religious armies, provincial armies and armies privately sponsored by the electors. For example, Baroness Emmanuel of the South generously put her black stone guard into the city. Twenty great swordsmen were assigned to participate in this holy war.

As a rising star in the church, Alfred is not close to the capital of the empire. Everyone can understand that he arrived late. In addition, Patriarch Alfred is a childhood playmate and best friend of Knight King Ryan ( Of course, there were rumors that they were good brothers at a distance), and everyone in the church showed respect to him, or at least there was no cynicism about him.

However, Alfred's face was not very good, and he smiled reluctantly in the face of everyone's greetings and inquiries. Everyone was guessing whether the patriarch had offended the knight king and the Lake God Witch and forced him to go on the expedition.

"Patriarch Alfred Damien Wien of the Diocese of Western Britannia, it's been a long time since we last saw each other." One of the two great cantors, the great cantor of Braunschweig, Carl F. Emperor Lanz's religious advisor and theocratic representative, Esme III, took the initiative to say hello to Alfred. He seemed very enthusiastic: "Like others, I will call you Afu. Welcome back to Brunswick. In this city that belonged to Charlemagne, we have to face new challenges."

Alfred was not surprised by this. There were many sources saying that Esme III was no longer satisfied with continuing to be a great chanter, but wanted to become an archbishop. Therefore, he was recently trying his best to win over possible candidates within the church. allies.

The Patriarch maintained basic courtesy towards Esme, but he did not appear to be close: "Hello, His Excellency Esme III, the God of Justice bless us and everyone."

Normally, the status of the Grand Cantor is many levels higher than that of the regional patriarch. Under Archbishop Vicmar, the institution of the Church of Justice that has been developed for two thousand years can be described as complicated and bloated.

Under the archbishop, there are two great cantors, three cardinals, twelve cardinals, metropolitans in charge of many specific aspects, chief bishops stationed in many important cities, and then it is the turn of Alfred The diocesan patriarch, followed by the diocesan bishop, the priest directly in charge of each cathedral, then the ordinary priests, and at the lowest level are the monks and nuns.

In addition to these levels, the Church has as many as nine holy departments that deal with internal affairs: the Department of the Doctrine of the Faith, the Department of Foreign Churches, the Department of Liturgy and Sacraments, the Department of Canonized Saints, the Department of Bishops, the Department of Evangelization of Peoples, the Department of Holy Orders, the Department of Congregations and Ministry of Education.

There are three legal agencies, namely the Religious Court, the Holy House of Pardon and the Inquisition, eleven religious committees, and six administrative agencies. In addition to these, there are three secretariats responsible for assisting the high priests in handling affairs.

The difference between Alfred's diocesan patriarch and diocesan bishop is that the former has military and political control, while the latter is only responsible for church affairs and does not hold military power.

Seeing that Alfred didn't express his kindness, the great chanter secretly cursed that the Nord country bumpkin was really short-sighted, but Alfred's backstage was too tough, so the great chanter had no choice but to be polite and turn around and leave.

After the briefing, Alfred quickly met Archbishop Vicmar as he wished. The high priest was sitting behind a simple and somewhat decayed oak table in the Relics Hall of the Cathedral of Justice.

"You're late." Vic immediately criticized Alfred for coming a little late, but from the high priest's tone, Alfred could tell that he was not angry. The Patriarch of the Diocese of Western Britannia With great respect, he stopped and bowed twenty steps away from Vikma, but the high priest stretched out his hand to signal him to come over. Vikma's aura was matched by the emerald griffon on his chest and the one on the back of his head. The golden sun-corrugated ring was equally aggressive: "Looking at you, you must be in some trouble, right? My Patriarch, can you save me some trouble? Haven't you learned to mature in a few years?" And stable?"

"That happened many years ago, High Priest. Now I have a wife and children. I come to answer your call this time for the glory and will of my Lord." Alfred stood up to Vic. The cold gaze of the horse may seem cold and judgmental to mortals, but Alfred often gets along with Ryan, and occasionally comes into contact with Morgiana and even the Fairy of the Lake. He is used to it: "But on my way here this time, I encountered an unexpected situation. Can you give me a few minutes?"

"My time is very precious, my Patriarch." Vikma's face showed anger. He reached out and grabbed a large number of scrolls on the table: "It is very... precious!"

Alfred remained silent, and the Patriarch carefully observed the expression of Archbishop Wickmar. He found that the high priest seemed... still not angry, so he kept silent and waited for the other party's lecture.

"So... say it, it better be something valuable, otherwise you will get out of here!"

Alfred told Vikma about Woten, but he kept some of the content relatively hidden, focusing on the powerful fighting power of the little blacksmith from the Bad Smile Village and the birthmark of the twin-tailed comet on his chest.

"What?! A twin-tailed comet?!" Vicmar stood up. An expression of extreme shock appeared on the Archbishop's face. He immediately stood up and paced back and forth in the Relic Hall: "Impossible, impossible! If it's true If a chosen god appears or a true god comes to the world, how could there not be an oracle? Are you sure you read it correctly, or have you stayed in a foreign country for too long, causing you to start to believe the weird nonsense about the god in the foreign lake?! "

"If there is no miracle or the reincarnation of the true god, it is impossible for an ordinary human to have the strength of the holy realm at the age of seventeen or eighteen!" Alfred quickly stood up and said to the high priest: "Under the crown, there is a double-tailed comet. The pair of hammers were as dexterous as a pair of daggers in his hands. Every movement he made was accompanied by golden fire, and those flames carried two long trails. You must understand what that is? We all Remember the ancient prophecies, when Charlemagne left the empire to go to the other side of the Roof of the World Mountains, when the savior took off his crown and announced his abdication after fifty years, there were oracles..."

"When the empire is in crisis, they will turn into a twin-tailed comet and come to the world again!" Archbishop Vicmar responded: "But do you know what it means if this Woten is really the reincarnation of Charlemagne? Then This means that as the founder of a great empire, Woten has the inherent right to claim the throne! This will cause Franz to spend nearly twenty years of hard work in vain, and the political situation of the empire will fall into turmoil. An empire that shows signs of centralization will quickly split into two! Those enemies of Franz, especially the big businessmen, nobles, opponents, and fanatics will quickly gather around Woten, and a civil war will be hard to come by. Averted! The wind of magic is very unstable now, another civil war? Charlemagne will not forgive this!"

"I know exactly what will happen." Alfred whispered: "I have told Woten to keep a low profile. There will be a very powerful champion warrior in Bad Smile Village, but there will not be a one-man army of God of War. .”

"You blocked the news?" Vicmar turned his head suddenly.

"It was Woten who voluntarily blocked the news." Alfred was confused: "That's what he said. He said it wasn't the right time."

"This, this is not like the level that a blacksmith's son should have." The high priest's face became increasingly ugly.

The empire is undoubtedly the most advanced in the old world in terms of civilian promotion and education (even if Lane vigorously reforms, it is impossible to catch up in a short time), especially in the civilized southern part of the empire, it is not particularly difficult for yeoman farmers to obtain basic education. , they can send their children to study in towns or send their children to churches to learn basic knowledge. Of course, they can also let their children join the army. If they make military exploits and are promoted to become a junior officer, they will also have the opportunity to receive education.

Among them, the indispensable craftsmen among the common people, such as the sons of blacksmith families like Woten, can easily obtain education, and some children of outstanding blacksmiths can even start directly as knights' retinues.

However, even so, the high priest also understood deeply that there was no reason for Woten to have such political acumen and wisdom!

Is he really the reincarnation of Charlemagne?

But...if it is really reincarnation, why are there no signs or oracles? !

"Don't let outsiders know about this." After thinking for a while, the high priest looked very serious: "Other than you, who else knows that he has a twin-tailed comet birthmark on his chest?"

"Everyone in the village, people from several nearby villages, and many people came here because of its reputation."

"...Very good." The words of the great priest made people confused: "If necessary."

…………I have a necessary dividing line…………

Of course, the information about the large-scale military operations carried out by the Justice Church in the empire cannot be concealed from Lane. However, Lane currently has no reason to interfere or participate without invitation or permission. In addition to continuing to order to pay close attention to this matter, There is no other way to do this.

Of course, Ryan was not idle either. Not long after Alfred left, he personally took Sulia to Musilon to inspect the Musilon Industrial Zone.

After years of hard work, Musilon has become a semi-industrialized area with a relatively complete range of industries. Especially in Musilon City, many factories are in full swing. In addition to war machines, many civilian factories are also in full swing. Started producing daily necessities.

When Ryan arrived for a private visit incognito, Beria, the general political commissar of the First Guards Lancer Corps, happened to be inspecting the factory area, and he also brought his little maid Khorkina. After seeing Ryan, Beria was first surprised, and then Just ecstasy.

He had nothing to do and came to inspect the factory all day long. Isn't one of the very important reasons why he wanted Ryan to see that he was doing his job seriously?

Happiness is knocking on the door! Beria quickly seized the opportunity to introduce the current situation of Musilon Military Factory to the King of Knights.

However, Ryan knew the situation in the arsenal very well. The King of Knights just smiled and listened to Beria's introduction, while silently comparing the difference between the situation in Beria's mouth and the real situation he had.

After Beria's introduction, Ryan did not comment, but said to Beria: "I heard that there is a famous food street in the factory area. Sir Beria, can you take me there to have a look and have dinner by the way? ?”

"Of course, Your Majesty." Beria's eyes moved and he bowed respectfully.

In the first half of this Ugor man's life, he had never encountered such an unpredictable and temperamental monarch as Ryan. It seemed that no matter how Beria showed kindness, flattered, or tested, the Knight King's thoughts were still there. It's hard to figure out. On the one hand, he always lets Beria try, but on the other hand, he firmly controls him with collars and chains.

The food street in the Mousilon factory area was established under the leadership of Beria. It was essentially a standardization and move together of the wine shops, roadside stalls, small vendors and small shops that especially liked to open in front of the factory to earn money from the workers. Beria provided them with certain financial subsidies, so that after work, the workers could come to the food court and spend a few copper coins to drink a glass of beer, brag about the two side dishes together, and then go home comfortably.

The food court has everything, seafood barbecue, noodle porridge, bread and bacon set meal, hamburger pizza, hot pot and fried food, desserts and drinks, it is very complete, and the price is also cheap, the quality is guaranteed, thanks to the workers Before getting off work, the place seemed a little deserted. Ryan took Sulia's little hand and ordered two glasses of coconut juice at a store. He smiled at his wife and said, "It's a pity that Morgiana won't come."

"Morgiana doesn't like the environment like the factory." Sulia held a big coconut in her hand. The female knight tasted it with the Lane family with great interest: "Beria, you did a good job, how did you get this An idea?"

"I think workers, especially researchers, work very hard and should enjoy some benefits, not only to eat well, but also to eat well." After receiving Sulia's approval, Beria was ecstatic again, and he knelt down directly Kneeling down, he said seriously: "His Majesty said that we must provide workers with enthusiasm and happiness through many methods. On the one hand, we must establish an assessment and evaluation system, and on the other hand, we must provide appropriate benefits. We must encourage competition, but we must not completely Let it go.”

"Hahaha, you still have great ideas!" Ryan smiled and nodded repeatedly: "I really don't know how to evaluate you, Beria, you are a Ugor horse archer, but compared to a soldier, you are more Like a bureaucrat, I ask you to become a military and civilian official, but you like to run to the factory all day long."

"I am a brick of His Majesty's. I can move it wherever it is needed!" Beria was very flattering.

"Okay, get up." Ryan held a box of fried chicken nuggets in his hand. The golden chicken nuggets were covered with salad sauce. The King of Knights motioned Beria to get up: "You did a good job on this. If I really want you to do it, I wouldn’t dare let Talleyrand be responsible for such a thing.”

Beria didn't dare to answer this sentence. If he did, he would offend Talleyrand, a popular man. But if he didn't, he would also offend Ryan. The Ugor man's eyes moved and he immediately changed the subject: "His Majesty suddenly appeared, but there is important business to deal with? Do you need me?" Arrange for Chief Engineer Sergo and Chief Engineer Dugan-Tiehan to come out?"

"No need for the time being." Ryan shook his head: "I came to Musilon this time to greet a good brother. Since I have met you, you can come with me to the dock to greet him tonight!"

"Yes!" Beria still had doubts, but did not dare to ask any more questions.

"Don't be so nervous, Beria, he is an old acquaintance to you!" Sulia saw Beria's doubts, and the queen chuckled and said: "I guarantee you won't feel strange at all. "

Not unfamiliar at all? Beria was thinking about all sorts of things.

However, at night, Knight King Ryan personally led the Old Guard and many Musilon nobles, including Beria's Ugor Army, and waited for several rumbling dwarf warships to arrive at Musilon Pier. Only then did I realize that this distinguished guest was indeed no stranger.

The hatch was wide open, with the Hammer of Angrond hanging on his waist, the Shield of Resistance on his back, and wearing full-body Ancestral Master-grade rune meteorite iron plate armor, leading a large group of Eight Peaks Mountains that Angrond swore to guard. King Belegar-Iron Hammer happily slid down the gangway, and stretched out his hands towards the Knight King and his wife from afar: "Oh! Brother Ryan! Mrs. Sulia, we have to say goodbye for the last time. Are you okay? , Hahahaha~ I, Belega-Iron Hammer, am back!"

"Welcome the real King of Eight Peaks, Belegar-Iron Hammer!" A grand welcome ceremony was held on the pier.

After many years, Belega, the King of the Eight Peaks Mountain, has officially launched a several-month state visit to the Knight Kingdom!

And at Belega, Ryan heard a rather special news.

"What? The high elves of Ulthuan are planning to launch a second round of peace negotiations with the High King of Eternal Peak? Are they also planning to send the next Eternal Queen Alishara as a diplomatic envoy?"

"The Eternal Queen Alarielle is actually willing to give up?"

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