The Sun King's Evidence

The inner hall of the conference hall was naturally different from the outer hall. The hot earth dragon made the room very warm. At this time, several marshals were arguing about the next strategy.

At this time, the fairy in the lake suddenly took Sulia's hand. The goddess and the knight queen looked intimate, talking and laughing. They simply changed their positions and let Ryan take the main seat. They sat behind Ryan and were happily She said something carefully and pointed at Ryan. The fairy in the lake looked very proud. The goddess stretched out her green-white jade finger and pointed at Ryan's back. Sulia was a little angry and shy, just listening to the goddess speak, Most of the time I nodded, sometimes I shook my head.

Ryan suddenly felt like a light on his back.

It always feels like the queens of the two palaces listen to politics behind the curtain.

Outside the open door, Veronica, the president of the Sorceress Assembly Hall, was leaning lazily on the armchair and yawning. It was the middle of winter and the environment was not friendly. She seemed very lazy and had no intention of participating in the meeting. Regarding the marshal's debate, Veronica is very clear that the source of all her power and status now is Ryan. After the knot of her heart is untied, she becomes more and more unwilling to participate in the country's internal affairs. If there is anything, please talk to Ryan in private. Isn't it good to say it when you are pregnant?

A fiery red fox fur lengthened waist-length windbreaker, with a silver-gray snow-colored sheepskin button-down Brittania hip-covering knee-length inner, flesh-colored ultra-thin Lycra star aurora pantyhose and stockings paired with a pair of fiery red bow suede high-heeled shoes from Veronie Ka glanced at Aurora who was talking to Morgiana, nonchalantly.

"Speaker, Ms. Teresa is going to go, shall we too." Of course, just because Veronica can sit still, does not mean that the witches under her command can sit still. Standing behind her, Melissa, her personal disciple as her assistant Looks eager to try.

Ah! Xiao Bichi couldn't sit still, and Veronica sneered in her heart, but the female speaker decided to mention her direct disciple: "What are you doing? She is His Majesty's female courtier and the person in charge of MI7. What about you? ?You also want to be His Majesty’s female courtier?”

"Disciple doesn't dare." Melissa turned pale with fright and quickly wanted to kneel down and admit her mistake.

"What kind of place is this that allows you to give such a big gift?" Veronica said in a nonchalant manner: "Just stand there. Don't get involved in things that have nothing to do with you, otherwise I won't be able to protect you."

"Yes." Melissa's face looked ugly, and her direct disciple could only lower his head reluctantly.

Speaker, you are trying to burn bridges by crossing the river!

On the other side, Morgiana agreed to Aurora's request to let Theresa in. The Lake God Witch motioned Theresa to follow her in, but after taking a few steps, Morgiana found that Theresa stopped in place. Morgiana felt strange: "What's wrong? Teresa, don't you have something to tell His Majesty?"

"I...I." Teresa felt extremely wronged, and the sorceress glanced at her mother angrily.

As a result, Aurora didn't look at her at all. The Holy Witch's face was slightly flushed. She was obviously a little embarrassed about selling her daughter, but she got used to it after many times. She was currently talking to Sylvia in front of her. Via chatted, Sylvia still had considerable power as the head maid of the palace.

"Come here." Morgiana didn't think too much. The Lake God Witch only thought that Ryan and the lady were working hard. From a series of activities in the morning to now, it was almost noon, so they should eat something quickly.

"Okay." Teresa was thinking crazily in her mind, what should she say?

Walking outside the door of the inner hall, Morgiana motioned to Teresa to stand here for a while. The Lake God Witch carried a few food boxes and brought two Lake God prophets in, bringing the exquisite pastries and cakes she had cooked herself. Various fresh fruits are placed on the table.

The discussion in the inner hall became louder and louder.

First Marshal Berhemond was very excited, and the old Duke slapped the table: "Damn Marienburg people, damn Marienburg profiteers, if you ask me, we should directly send troops to level the entire Marienburg, let The profiteers know how to deal with it, but yet they are still hoarding and reselling food!"

"You can't say that. Marienburg is the territory of the empire. If we interfere rashly, it is equivalent to declaring war with the empire." Francois stroked his long beard. My father-in-law was actually reluctant to continue the fight. In the past few years, The father-in-law is the Duke who has promoted the most freemen and knights from the common people. The reason is very simple. The dividends from the Great Expedition to the Eight Peaks Mountains under his leadership have not been fully digested. The huge gains one after another have left the father-in-law with no energy to continue fighting. Go on: "We should contact the empire first."

"But the premise is that the empire is willing to cooperate with us." Duke Bodrick was unhappy, and he said in a deep voice: "Also, Your Majesty, I propose another round of plowing the courts and clearing holes, and attack Norsca directly, just like in a few years Same as before, that wanderer Ulfric has been against us all day long, so we leveled his Ice Dragon Fjord first! Let him become a real wanderer!"

"Yes, I agree. These barbarians will never have a long memory." Bertrand said.

"I also want to participate. This time, I want to let the barbarians taste the pain. Although they can't kill them all, at least I will let them know how powerful they are." Davout was also very unconvinced.

Following Ryan, these marshals have won from pleasure to madness.

"Well, war requires careful planning and sufficient preparation." Kalad spoke, he crossed his arms and shook his head: "The fighting power of the barbarians is getting stronger and stronger because of the wind of chaos. This time, Obien's battle You must have felt that the quality of our army could have suppressed these barbarians in the south."

"The kingdom's army has been depleted, and it is necessary to rest and reorganize first." Rokossovsky also agreed with Kalad's point of view: "Your Majesty, the entire old world is now full of turmoil and war. If we send out troops on a large scale, it will not be possible." suitable."

Teresa noticed that Ryan, the Lady of the Lake and Sulia didn't speak, and were just listening to everyone's argument. Teresa looked at the way the Sun King was sitting on the main seat, leaning sideways, and couldn't help but feel deep in her heart. Admiration and love arose, but it was also a bit sad. She had now become his personal belongings, and was no longer the sorceress she had once been.

Huh? What about Ryan's beard? Shaved again? Teresa suddenly noticed that Ryan's beard had been shaved cleanly after returning from the expedition, with not even a trace of stubble left.

It's really strange. Except for Ryan, none of the men in the inner hall has a beard. Only Ryan will shave his beard almost every once in a while, and it must be clean, not even stubble is left.

Why did he... While Teresa was still muttering in her heart, the sorceress couldn't figure it out.

And she discovered a pattern. After the Fairy of the Lake appeared, Ryan's beard would usually be gone the next day.

"Thank you for your hard work, everyone, let's have some pastries." Morgiana came in with a food box. The Lake God Witch placed the pastries and fruits on the table, and then whispered in Ryan's ear: "Theresa has something important to do. Report the matter."

Ryan then turned his attention away from the arguments outside.

I saw my own sorceress standing at the door of the inner hall. She was tall and standing at the door, with hesitation and grievance on her cold and charming face. Her light makeup and purple eye shadow made her look like a lavender. Blooming outside the hall, Teresa is wearing almost exactly the same clothes as Aurora today. She wears a dark gothic aristocratic mink long trench coat with peacock feathers on the outside, and a white woolen sweater with forged palace ribs on the inside. The only thing that is similar to Europe The difference between Aurora is that Aurora wears a fishtail skirt, while Teresa obviously prefers to wear trousers. A pair of black wide-leg pencil pants makes her look more smart, capable, heroic, and a generous white-collar beauty. .

The King of Knights squinted his eyes slightly, and carefully observed the ankles exposed under his sorceress pencil pants. Theresa's exquisite jade feet were shining slightly, and the slightly curved arches were wrapped in ultra-thin flesh-colored material. Lycra star aurora stockings, petite silk feet wearing a pair of matte black pointed toe red-soled high heels.

Tsk tsk, your pants are silky. It seems that Olica's brainwashing and hypnosis over the past few years is still very effective. Ryan hooked his fingers and motioned for Theresa to come in: "Come here, give me a seat and put it next to me."

Teresa is really weak in that aspect. She usually starts to roll her eyes and only has the strength to gasp after 15-20 minutes, so she always passively or actively pulls others along later.

Unlike when I was with the Lady of the Lake and the Witch of the Lake, it was almost a war!

"Yes." Olica glanced at Theresa with disdain and could only respond in a low voice. The attendant brought a stool and placed it next to Ryan. Ryan watched Theresa sit down and was about to listen to her. When he said something, he noticed that the sorceress looked embarrassed, which made him feel strange: "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, just... Your Majesty, will you give me a banquet at noon?" Teresa felt aggrieved. She sat down and whispered.

As soon as these words came out, the Lake Fairy and Sulia who were sitting behind Ryan both glanced at Theresa. The goddess and the Knight Queen stopped talking. Sulia still looked gentle and virtuous, and the Knight Queen demurely put her hands on her hands. On his knees: "Of course there will be a banquet, Theresa, you know Ryan, there is no need to ask at this time, right?"

"You can't wait for Ryan's reward?" The Lake Fairy couldn't help laughing. The goddess simply said: "Morgiana, go and make arrangements. Today, everyone in the inner and outer halls will have lunch and dinner together. Okay, this is what Teresa wants. Without her asking for it, you wouldn’t have the chance to taste Morgiana’s craftsmanship!”

Morgiana, who had just sat down, raised her eyebrows. The Lake God Witch snorted, stood up and went out.

Olica looked at Theresa with extreme contempt and doubt.

The marshals all whispered, what on earth does this woman want to do?

Teresa felt extremely wronged and would not have bullied me like this. The sorceress’s eyes were red and she lowered her head.

"Hahaha~ It's not easy to save a meal." Ryan couldn't help but laugh out loud to break the embarrassment. He stood up and protected Teresa behind him. He took a look outside the Knights Dynasty. Sure enough, he saw that his daughter was actually given a gift. He also received a personal reply from the Sun King. Aurora looked "completely victorious" and showed off everywhere: "Did your mother ask you to come here?"

"Yes..." Theresa thought that Ryan knew everything.

Selling her daughter again, this Aurora is really addicted to selling her daughter.

"Okay, everyone." After thinking about it, Ryan said to everyone: "It's noon too. I'll have someone arrange a banquet. Everyone will have lunch and take a break. We will continue to discuss what we should do next in the afternoon."

"Yes!" Everyone nodded.

"Theresa, I have arranged something for you. Send someone to encrypt the list of Chaos Cults and send a copy to Count Metternich at the Imperial Embassy in Marienburg." Ryan said.

Teresa responded in a low voice.

"Also, come here and be my personal secretary during this time." Ryan smiled: "Just like before."

"Yes..." Theresa pursed her lips and lowered her head.

The sorceress couldn't tell whether she was afraid or looking forward to it, but she found that she couldn't refuse any of Ryan's requests. Ryan's words were so correct, so intoxicating, and fascinating. She couldn't think at all and could only immediately Agree.

"Call Aurora here." Ryan then ordered, and the King of Knights smiled meaningfully: "I have a task, I want to ask her."

…………I am the dividing line of personal secretary…………

Marienburg is in the underground secret room of a high-end building in the inner city.

Several men in black robes were discussing things in the dim light. The one who spoke was Hong Fuchu, a believer of Qingbao Tianzun from Cathay, who is also the leader of the Caiyan Society of Tzeentch believers.

Hong Fuchu is holding a list in his hand. If anyone can see it, this is the list of Chaos sects that Knight King Ryan passed to the imperial ambassador in Marienburg, but for some reason it appeared in the hands of these people.

"Look at this list, we have been exposed!"

"No, we haven't been exposed yet. Metternich has not seen this list at all." A man in black robe stretched out his hand that had been severely mutated and had grown crow feathers and eagle claws. He held the sheepskin Paper: "The courier thought he had delivered it, and the embassy thought they had received it, but our people had successfully transferred the package within the embassy. What Metternich received was a chart of Britannia's precipitation harvest this year."

Everyone present breathed a sigh of relief. Only Hong Fuchu shook his head, blinked his narrow eyes, and stretched out his hand to stroke his three slender beards: "We can adjust the package once, and we can adjust the package a second time. Can’t do it the third time? It will always be exposed.”

"This is her handwriting! This is! Her fragrance?!" At this moment, the man in black robe sitting at the head could not help but tremble. He grabbed the parchment and couldn't help but press it to himself The tip of his nose was crazily smelling the faint lavender fragrance lingering on the parchment: "It's her! That's right, I will never mistake it no matter what. This is Theresa's handwriting, this is what Theresa's body is." Scent! I’m back, hundreds of years later, I’m back from subspace!”

Everyone in the room was baffled by the black-robed man's behavior.

"It's a pity that I came back late. Teresa has been taken away by the trash Ryan." The man in black robe used his forked tongue to lick the words on the parchment until all the words on it disappeared, and he revealed He opened his black burqa, revealing a terrifying face that had been completely mutated, with eyes all over his face from his forehead to his cheeks. A dozen eyes rolled together: "But it doesn't matter, I won't get her first time. It’s okay to get her last time.”

"The plan to lure the bastard Lion Malcador into Albion and assassinate him in Kurona failed, Demon Lord." Another Chaos believer said: "Our many years of accumulation in Britannia have almost failed. Totally destroyed.”

"The bastard is so powerful that we can't compete with him head-on." The eyes on the black-robed man's face kept opening and closing: "Even Bilak couldn't defeat the bastard, so it's even more impossible for us to do it, but now The bastards have figured out many of our strongholds and scope of activities. If we don't take action as soon as possible, all the previous arrangements will be in vain."

"The Purple Hand, the Red Crown, the Children of Doom, and the Pleasure Players Association are all ready. They even persuaded the Scarlet Skull Order to participate," Hong Fuchu said.

"Very good, let them start taking action immediately. As for Marienburg, they must continue to spread all kinds of rumors, stir up opposition between citizens, merchants and soldiers, and provoke opposition among major provinces, especially Charlemagne's faith. Contrary to Yurik's belief." The man in black robe continued: "Businessmen like to hoard, buy low and sell high, we should provide them with sufficient assistance."

"yes!"

"Before the great Lord Archaon, the eternal chosen god, goes south, I, the demon prince of the Demon Bird God, the Thousand-Eyed Demon, Banda, will be the first to make the whole world feel the pain." The man in black robe stood up.

"Are you ready for my plan? Ryan Macado?"

"The race for Teresa never stops!"

So, just like this, adhering to the will of the Demonic Bird God, several sophisticated assassination plans will be launched simultaneously.

The operation was codenamed "Shooting the Sun to Eliminate Insects."