The Sun King's Evidence

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At the War Council of the Phoenix Court in Lothern, the crowd was excited and noisy.

The princes, princesses, and archmages of the high elves had a heated discussion, and some of those who were concerned about the safety of the little queen even had tears in their eyes.

"Captured?"

"What do the dwarfs in those mountains do for food?"

"The entire envoy was wiped out? Your Excellency, War Lord, are you sure?"

"Impossible, how could the undead have such strength?"

"Did you make a mistake over there?"

"It's impossible for Taimag to falsely report this kind of news. Doesn't he want to die?"

"So, Your Highness Alisala really..."

"Asuryan is on top, Isha is on top, Her Highness Alishara is the future of our Asur!"

"Can you confirm that His Highness is still alive now?"

"What to do? What to do? What to do."

The entire war council suddenly became noisy. Hundreds of high-elf princes and princesses plus archmages were noisy. Hundreds of mouths opened at the same time, allowing the high elves to be decorated with gold-cast paintings, white marble and sky-blue tapestries. The halls of war council echoed.

Everyone started quarreling again.

"This undead attack was organized and premeditated. From the moment the envoy left to the moment of ambush, it was revealed that Manfred, the undead bastard, had been planning for a long time!" Prince Iris, Elsharion said coldly. , as the watcher of Yris, Elsharion tried to analyze the cause and effect of the matter: "This is a strong enemy. It can solve our envoys and the dwarf army in one day. The enemy's strength cannot be underestimated."

"I seriously doubt that this bastard Manfred must have been secretly supported by Chaos and the Greenskins!" A high-elf prince from Lothern shouted: "Kill them, kill them all! What are you talking about? talk?"

"I said it 100 years ago, humans and dwarves are all a bunch of wolves that cannot be fed enough." Imrik, the Prince of Caledor, pointed his finger at the war lord Tyrion who made the decision to negotiate peace talks. He said angrily. : "What is the difference between these people and the Chaos Greenskins? Who decided to negotiate with those dwarfs in the mountains? He must be responsible for this!"

"Prince Imrik, it was not the dwarves who did this. It was not the dwarves who robbed Her Royal Highness Alishara!" Cohir, the captain of the White Lion Guard, immediately came out to defend the Phoenix King Fenuba: "His Majesty the Phoenix King's I mean, I am still willing to put aside the past grudges with the dwarves and share peace. No one knew that such a thing would happen."

"What's the use of arguing about this now." Princess Adira of Tyronlock stood up: "War Lord, what is the decree of Her Majesty the Eternal Queen?"

War Lord Tyrion only felt a splitting headache. He looked at his brother Teclis. The High Elf, the White Tower of Hoth, the Council of Magisters of the Kingdom of Ulthuan Safrui, the Supreme Mage Teclis, was closing his eyes at this time. Rest in peace and say nothing.

Tyrion felt that blood was rushing to his head all over his body... No, all the blood in his body was rushing to his head.

My brother, what are you doing? You don't want to give me any advice, and why are you saying nothing here? !

That's your niece!

Tyrion kept taking deep breaths of air. The war lord looked at the noisy crowd in the entire council hall, and heard many cries. He couldn't help shouting: "Enough! Quiet! All the ministers are crying at night. If we cry until dawn, will we still cry to death for Manfred?"

"Her Majesty Alarielle has a will. Alisara is definitely still alive. She can feel that Alisara's power has not dissipated! She is still alive!"

Only then did everyone become quiet.

At this moment, Phoenix King Fenuba spoke.

The Phoenix King, who was originally sitting on the high platform, as dull as a duck, tilted his head. After everyone argued for a long time, the slow duck finally spoke: "Everyone, stop, stop, what I mean is , we Assur are still willing to reconcile with the dwarves. Although this incident happened on the dwarves' territory, the dwarves..."

"But the dwarves must take responsibility!" Tyrion stood directly in front of Kodak, and the war lord was already furious.

After all this, you, Fenuba, still want to be a peacemaker?

That's your daughter in name only.

"I don't care about that. No matter what happens to the dwarves, what does it have to do with us Asurs? Things happened on the dwarves' territory. If not the dwarves, who else can we blame? Can we blame us Asurs?" Tai Ryan interrupted Fenubar's words cleanly, and the war lord went on directly: "This time, it's all about being rescued. If the little queen makes any mistakes, the dwarves must give an explanation, otherwise Assur will level them." Eternal Peak.”

"That's right, it's all the dwarf's fault!"

"We shouldn't trust these dwarves!"

"Maybe they are colluding with vampires to threaten Asul Guozuo."

"Just because they didn't do a good job, it's not too much for the dwarfs to kneel down and apologize to us, right?"

"It's also possible that humans and the undead colluded. Isn't Manfred the elector of Sylvania in the empire?"

"Also, are the three Badlands guards in Britannia all useless? Or are they already in cahoots with the undead?"

"I think it might also be green skinned."

"Could there be any of our cousins ​​in this?"

"No matter what, first destroy the undead and raze their forts, then start with the dwarves and settle the accounts one by one!"

Tyrion saw this scene with satisfaction. Assur was completely angry. The next step should be to arrange the dispatch of troops and immediately prepare to go to the bad land to regain his daughter.

Alisala, wait for me, dad will come to take you home soon.

Fenubar watched helplessly as Tyrion had aroused the anger of the entire Assur, and the Phoenix King turned back into a sluggish Kodak. He smiled bitterly and shook his head, leaning back on the chair again, no longer intend to speak.

The smart Finuba knows that everyone is in a turbulent mood now, and it is useless to say anything. Fenuba's own strength is not good, and he must always keep himself in the majority and political correctness.

At this time, Finuba couldn't help but miss the knight king Ryan Malcador whom he had met. The Phoenix King really envied Ryan in his heart. That was called the king.

Own? More like a peacemaker.

Damn it, how did the country become like this?

Tyrion struck while the iron was hot, and the war lord directly began to order: "The enemy is indeed very powerful. He can destroy our envoys and the dwarf's army in one day. He is not even afraid of Alishara's magic. This is no longer ordinary. The soul is dead, we must hit hard!"

"That's right, you have to hit hard!" The high-spirited princes responded one after another.

Tyrion immediately began to assign tasks, and the war lord first named him: "Teclis, I need your help."

"Okay, brother." Teclis's face remained calm, and no one could tell what the Supreme Mage was thinking.

The words of the moon goddess Lilith were still echoing in Teclis' ears.

"Belanar, I need the power of your Arcane Phoenix and the Sword Saints of Hoth!" Tyrion set his sights on Belannar-the Wise One, the second great mage of the White Tower Magister Council.

"The White Tower of Hoth is willing to fight for Alishara and the War Lord." Berannar took a step forward.

"Eltharion?"

Prince Yerys also moved forward: "Ladelia, the Watchers will always fight for Ulthuan."

"Adila, I'm going to trouble you this time too."

The princess of Tyran Loch strode forward, Adira looked at Tyrion with eyes full of affection and trust: "I have dedicated my sword to you, my war lord, Tyran Locke’s chariot is at your disposal.”

"In the name of the Eternal Queen, the sisters of Avalon will wash away their sins." Isdrana, the chief maid of the Eternal Queen, took a step forward.

"The Knight of Silverhelm will always follow the War Lord." Balarian, Tyrion's lieutenant.

"Coskui's clipper will follow the waves to transport you to the old world." The high-elf prince of the Coskui Kingdom also spoke.

Tyrion looked at Imric, Prince of Caledor, with an expression of anticipation on his face: "We need the dragons of Caledor and the bloody lances of the dragon princes, Imric, you prepare Are you ready?"

"It's a pity, but Caledor will not be involved in this operation." Imrik raised his chin, the Ysrama silver dragon horn hung on his waist, Prince Caledor was arrogant and arrogant, and Full of contempt: "This is the trouble you caused in the first place, Tyrion. Who made the decision to let the little queen go to the old world? If you don't solve the problem yourself, you will rely on the great Caledor Flame. Descent knights? You really make me feel sick. Just deal with your own affairs. We Caledor have a more important task of protecting Ulthuan."

"Imrik!" Tyrion was rejected inconceivably. The war lord took a step forward, his voice twisted and furious: "That is Alishara! Our little eternal queen!"

"Oh? Really? Isn't she your little eternal queen?" Imrik sneered.

"Do you know what you are doing?" Tyrion took another step forward. He reached out and grabbed Imrik's chest: "At this time, you are not willing to unite with us? Are you serious? Don’t you want to be Asul anymore?”

"Calledor is only loyal to the bloodline of the Phoenix King. I emphasize once again, Phoenix, Phoenix, the bloodline of the King, loyal." Imric opened Tyrion's hand, and he sneered nonchalantly: "Our war lord, you have such great official power! Do you want to use the sword of the previous Phoenix King to order the prince who is loyal to the current Phoenix King?"

As soon as the words "Phoenix King Bloodline" came out, the entire audience fell silent.

Tyrion's face suddenly turned pale, but he could no longer speak. His eyes suddenly blackened, and there were stars in his eyes. He quickly stood still to prevent himself from losing his composure.

Fenubar, who was sitting on the throne, looked pale and red at times. The Phoenix King looked down at Tyrion, sighed silently, and at the same time stretched out his hand to signal Cohir, the captain of the White Lion Guard, to stay still.

Imrik laughed wildly, turned around and left the council hall: "Go, Tyrion, Caledor will be responsible for protecting Ulthuan while you are away. Remember not to go too long."

After being quiet for several minutes, Tyrion breathed a sigh of relief. The war lord received a promise of help from the cavalry of the Kingdom of Airion and a group of Lothern sea guards. The war lord did not intend to wait any longer. He ordered that he would go to sea immediately after the army was assembled. , go to the old world and rescue Alishara!

After everything was arranged, Tyrion remembered something. The war lord turned around and asked Fenubar: "What do you think, Your Majesty?"

The Kodak duck on the Phoenix Throne nodded dullly: "Just do as Lord Tyrion says."

"Yes, I'll leave." Tyrion turned around and left at first, but halfway through, Tyrion thought of something again, and turned back: "Your Majesty, as for the dwarves, please go down and deal with it. We will deal with it this time." If we are going to expedition to the Badlands, maybe... we can give the dwarves a chance to atone for their sins. If the dwarves from Eternal Peak and Eight Peaks Mountain can support us or at least provide us with supplies, we can have more hope of rescuing Her Highness Alishara. In reality, everything Her safety is our top priority."

"Uh... yes, I understand, Sir Tyrion." Fenuba continued to nod dully, and the Phoenix King immediately thought of something: "So, where are the three guards of Badland? Where is the empire?"

The Three Guards of Badland?

In Tyrion's mind, Fulgrim's extraordinary beauty and unrivaled beauty appeared in Tyrion's mind, as well as the Knight King Lion Malcador's resolute, calm, and skillful man who defeated the Great Demon Slaanesh and smiled at him. Beat expression.

A kind of physiological instinctive discomfort made Tyrion immediately shake his head: "Forget about humans, useless monkeys, besides hiding behind the array and throwing bananas, what else do they do?"

"It's just what Tyrian Qing said." Kodak duck tilted his head again, indicating that he agreed to mediate with the dwarves.

Then, the War Lord quickly walked out of the hall without looking back.

Fenubar asked his captain of the White Lion Guard, Cohir, to see off the war lord. Sitting alone on the throne, he secretly pinched his cuffs.

Damn it, how did the country become like this?

Attached: All military lists participating in the high elf's plan to save the little queen:

High Lord of the War Council, Tyrion.

The High Mage, Teclis.

The Second Archmage, Belannar - the wise one.

The chief maid of the Eternal Queen, Isdrana.

Prince Aerys, Eltharion.

Princess Tyranloc, Adira.

Chief Lieutenant Tyrion, Bellarine.

Eight elven princes and princesses, noble warriors, and the White Tower Archmage.

Lothern Triton.

A whole regiment of Juggernauts of Hoth (300 people).

A team of knights in silver helmets.

The Sisters of Avalon.

Twelve Tyranloc chariots.

A team of Airion Marauders.

Yerys Skyhawk Legion 1st Team

A team of Yerys Astari Sentinels.

An arcane phoenix.

…………I am the dividing line of the military watch…………

On the other side, the Knights Army had just arrived at Le Angoulant, and the Poseidon Fleet ships with deep water lines were still unloading at the dock. Ryan received a shocking news from Duke Taubot who stayed behind.

"What? The high elf and dwarf envoys were ambushed and wiped out by the undead?"

"The little eternal queen Alisara is missing?"

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