The Sun King's Evidence

Chapter 1139, Regent Tyrion

The Phoenix King is missing.

When the high elves face endless threats, when the sky roars, when wildfire burns across the fertile plains, when the storm changes on the Anuli Mountains, when lightning and fire descend from the mountain tops, when endless chaos demons emerge from the clouds and mist The top of the mountain roared down, when the tide of chaos descended together with heavy rain, thunder, lightning and thick poisonous fog.

Both the Phoenix King and the Eternal Queen were surprisingly unresponsive.

Trees mutated, animals went crazy and sprouted tentacles, the land corrupted into a mass of mud, warehouses filled with food became a stinking and filthy gathering place of countless mosquitoes, when the fire ignited the forests of Charis, when the power of chaos descended on Ulthuan , almost every high elf is calling, Phoenix King, Eternal Queen, our King, where are you?

There was no response, and the Phoenix King's Court was now permanently closed. No matter how the high-elite nobles and public representatives pled and called, the hard-hearted Phoenix King Fenuba had no response.

The high elves were forced to start arming themselves, and the ten kingdoms fought independently. In the absence of commanders and coordination, the high elves took out their own weapons and fought to defend their beloved hometown.

The kingdom of Charis was engulfed in flames, and the Tzeentch demons spread the colorful flames of Tzeentch into the forest. The great wizards of the White Tower of Savri had to stabilize the maelstrom while also facing the challenge of the Tzeentch wizards riding flying discs. .

Soldiers from the Kingdoms of Cosqui and Elion rallied, and Nurgle's plague was spreading across the once fertile lands.

The Daemons of Khorne are eyeing Itain and Tyran Lok, the Vampires are looking for skulls that can satisfy Khorne, and the Daemons of Slaanesh are driving carriages, dancing and singing, in the high elf Drinking happily in the manor.

All the kingdoms were in panic, and the war was raging until Imric, the prince of Caledor, appeared. Caledor was the first high-elf kingdom to completely destroy the Chaos Demon by its own strength, and Imric was able to free up his hands. After gathering an army to support other kingdoms, Prince Caledor was very puzzled as to why the Kodak Duck did not take any action, so he personally led a group of dragon princes to Lothern.

This high-spirited legendary hero who was "supported by Fenuba", the last blood of the dragon tamer Caledor, ignored the obstruction of the captain of the White Lion Guard, Cohir, and strode into the Phoenix King's Court. When he came out At this time, Imrik's expression was very strange. On the one hand, Prince Caledor seemed a little sad. For the proud Caledorian, he only saw this when his close dragon companion and Pao Ze died in battle. On the other hand, many people said that the fire of ambition burned on Imrik's face.

Sure enough, the first thing Imric did was to personally announce that due to Tyrion's absence, he would temporarily act as War Lord. Regarding this request, Imric was very reluctant to accept this request due to the urgent need for Caledor's military support. Soon satisfied, he was appointed acting war lord.

However, Imric was not satisfied. Soon when Prince Caledor once again requested to control major personnel appointments of the entire High Elves and some of the financial rights of the Phoenix Court, voices of doubt rang out, and many Assur realized that if By agreeing to Imrik's request, Prince Nacaledor would actually control the Phoenix Court and could naturally announce certain decisions soon, so many high-elf nobles refused to accept this condition.

Imrik's response is simple. All high-elf kingdoms and high-elf nobles who accept the conditions can be supported by Caledor's strong army. All those who reject Imric's proposal must try to protect themselves. Caledor The military will not be able to help in the slightest.

"Imrik's heart is known to all passersby."

——Lothern street proverb

Therefore, when the Tai brothers and a group of high elf heroes returned with the failed army, they found that the entire Ulthuan was a battlefield. Although the Chaos Demon's offensive had been controlled, many lands had fallen, and those who did not support Iraq Only the most daring among Mrik's high-elf nobles dare to speak openly about the possibility of reclaiming lost lands from the Chaos Daemons.

Tyrion is such a smart and politically powerful being. The War Lord almost immediately realized that Imrik wanted to become the Phoenix King, and his ambitions had swelled like a tide. Even so, Tyrion also knew that he and Teclis and the high-elf heroes must be grateful to Prince Caledor and his army. If it weren't for the dragon army's dispatch, the situation in Ulthuan would have become uncontrollable, but Imrik's approach also means that He used this as a bargaining chip and capital to assist Prince Caledor once again advance to the Phoenix Throne.

Logically speaking, Tyrion must suppress Imrik's ambitions at this time, and at the same time reunite the "pro-Calledor" and "anti-Calledor" factions that have been essentially divided in Ulthuan. , only Tyrion can do it at this time.

However, Tyrion still only had Alishara in his heart at this time. The War Lord ordered the ten high-elf kingdoms to mobilize enough troops while resisting the invasion of Chaos, and prepared to organize another high-elf army to go to the old world to rescue Ellysala. Sarah.

Even under the threat of demons, Lothern, the capital of the Phoenix King, is still as glorious, prosperous and luxurious as it used to be. In the splendid courtyard of the High Elves, Teclis, the Supreme Mage of the White Tower of Hoth Magister Council, strode into the courtyard. within.

In the courtyard, Prince Iris and Princess Ettira of Tyranlo both greeted Teclis, but the Supreme Mage was a little unhappy. Teclis didn't know what Tyrion knew and how much he knew. But in the most critical situation, Tyrion chose to trust Eltharion and Adira, and these two elven heroes were also the few among the high elves who knew the truth about Alishara's life experience.

"Brother, you must stand up." Teclis said to Tyrion. The War Lord had locked himself in the conference room to study tactics for a whole day. The Supreme Mage said helplessly: "You must take over Osu. All of An's armies, otherwise Imrik will tear Ashur apart, and what's the point of saving Alishara if Ulthuan is consumed by demons?"

"Are you teaching me how to do things? My brother." Tyrion turned his head sharply and glanced at Tigris: "She is your niece, Tigris. She is our future."

"No..." Teclis sighed, and the Supreme Mage advised again: "You know very well that only the daughter of the Phoenix King and the Eternal Queen can become the next Eternal Queen."

"Isn't she the daughter of Fenuba and Alarielle?" The expression on Tyrion's face was quite impatient: "Isn't she the orthodox eternal queen?"

"No, she is not, she will not become the eternal queen." Tigris suddenly sighed: "Brother, guess what I saw on your face?"

"What?"

"The curse of Kane, the handsome face of the Blood-Hand God, has become so clear." Teclis took a deep breath and said coldly: "The curse from our bloodline is eroding your sanity. If you continue like this , you will bring destruction to Assur."

"..." Tyrion's expression froze. Something called a sense of honor and responsibility suddenly rose up in the war lord's heart. He immediately covered his heart and was so uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe.

Teclis waited quietly in the shadows for Tyrion's answer.

"You are so cold, Teclis. Isn't Alishara your niece?" If you admit your mistakes easily, you won't be Tyrion. The war lord looked at his younger brother coldly, and he tried his best to refuse to let himself show it. Weak side: "Yes, you have always been so cold-faced and cold-hearted. Compared to Alisara, you are more willing to deal with your goddess Lilith and the magic scrolls in the White Tower Library. Maybe you are only suitable to deal with Lizardmen make friends.”

Teclis suddenly had nothing to say. The Supreme Mage opened his mouth, and finally could only say: "The fate of our race depends on you, brother, you need to make a choice."

Tyrion was silent, his sense of duty and honor as a war lord and guardian of Ulthuan, his sense of responsibility as a father, and his love fighting in his chest.

"Ulthuan needs heroes." Teclis put down the last words, then turned and left.

At the end of leaving the room, the Supreme Master muttered something silently in his heart.

I'm sorry, brother, forgive me.

After Teclis left, Eltharion walked up to Tyrion: "High Lord, how to decide the future of Assur is in your hands."

"The future of Asur has never been in my hands!" Tyrion said coldly: "Let's go to the Asuryan Temple. The Lord of the Phoenix will decide the future of Ulthuan."

Without saying a word, Tyrion, Eltharion, and Adira immediately set off for the Asuryan Platinum Phoenix Pyramid on Flame Island.

This process was surprisingly smooth.

The Phoenix Priests and Phoenix Guard Captain Kazoin still failed to receive any oracles or prophecies from Asuryan as they had for thousands of years. Similarly, the Phoenix Priests have been accustomed to making choices on behalf of Asuryan for thousands of years. This is all the case. The Lord of the Phoenix hardly says anything or makes any oracles. In the past two thousand years, only the captain of the Phoenix Guards, Kadron, has received Asuryan's holy symbol. But like all Phoenix Guards, Kadron has himself This is silent.

When Tyrion, Eltharion, and Adira came to the Phoenix Pyramid, all the Phoenix priests believed that Tyrion was Asuryan's choice because he was the first to come to the Phoenix Lord's Pyramid.

Ten thousand Phoenix guards knelt down at the same time. Dozens of golden halberd phalanxes pledged their allegiance to the war lord Tyrion under the announcement of the Phoenix priests. The Phoenix priests proudly and proudly announced that Tyrion was Asuryan. s Choice.

"The Phoenix Lord has chosen you, Tyrion." Eltharion walked up to Tyrion, and Prince Yris told Tyrion of his decision in the most sincere and serious tone: "Go back, Warlord, go meet your destiny."

"But what about Alishara?" Tyrion was very shaken, and the sense of honor, responsibility and mission in the war lord's heart began to overwhelm everything else.

"Leave it to me and Adila." Elsarion nodded towards Princess Adila: "We will organize a new army and go to the old world to rescue Alisa. We will rescue Alisa. Pull...or until you die in battle."

Tyrion was silent for a long time. He stared at Elsharion and Adira closely until tears filled his eyes and until their appearance became blurry. The war lord finally nodded, and his thousands of words turned into a cherished word: "Please Yes, my friend."

Tyrion has since parted ways with Eltharion and Adira. When the War Lord led an army composed of thousands of high elves and 10,000 Phoenix guards into the Phoenix Council of Lothern, everyone They were all shocked by Tyrion's appearance.

Tyrion drew the Sunfire Sword and coldly announced that he would take over all the armies of Ulthuan. If there is any dissatisfaction, you are welcome to duel with him. Assur must unite to defend against foreign enemies.

No one dares to face Tyrion's sword, not to mention that Tyrion has actually replaced Finubar in power for a hundred or two hundred years. Everyone has long been accustomed to obeying Tyrion's orders. It doesn't matter whether there is Finubar or not. , with the appearance of Tyrion, all the high elf princes and princes, as well as the White Tower Archmage, knelt down and declared their allegiance to Tyrion.

Then, Tyrion announced loudly that he would become the Grand Master Regent, taking charge of all political affairs of the Phoenix Court and controlling all military affairs of the ten kingdoms.

Only Imrik and Prince Caledor found in extreme anger that all his previous efforts were in vain, so Imrik fought back angrily. Prince Caledor asked: "His Majesty the Phoenix King Fenubar is not here. Tyrion, what qualifications do you have to replace the Phoenix King in administration, and what qualifications do you have to name yourself regent? What qualifications do you have to unilaterally declare control over all military affairs in Ulthuan? You are trying to rebel!"

"Even the Phoenix King is just a mortal servant of Phoenix Lord Asuryan. Imric, I'm afraid you've made a mistake." Tyrion looked at his last opponent and sneered. : "Unfortunately, I, Tyrion, the War Lord, am fortunate enough to be recognized by Asuryan. I am his herald and favorer in the mortal world. Don't you believe it?"

Tyrion looked outside the council.

The Phoenix priests shouted outside the temple: "Asuryan has decreed, Tyrion, the regent! Tyrion, the regent!"

Imrik's face was ashen, and Prince Caledor suddenly realized that he had no chance to fight against Tyrion, who already had the right to do so.

He announced that the Kingdom of Caledor will be officially independent from Ulthuan starting today. The proud dragon princes will face the Chaos Demon and the coming end on their own.

After saying that, Imrik strode away from the Phoenix Council.

Tyrion sneered at this, and the war lord laughed at Imrik for overestimating his abilities. Then, the newly appointed Grand Master Regent of Ulthuan strode out of the Phoenix Council.

Ten thousand Phoenix Guards, heroes and warriors from the nine kingdoms of the high elves knelt down, ready to listen to the regent's order.

Tyrion suddenly felt that he had understood the true meaning and essence of politics.

Seeing the spectacular scene of hundreds of flags and tens of thousands of high-elf troops kneeling towards him, a burning excitement came from deep in the blood of the newly appointed Grand Master Regent.

He realized.

"Without power, there is no way to defeat a group of thieves."

"Without strength, there is no way to rule the world!"

"Other than that, it's just an ordinary journey."

"Chaos wants to destroy the world?"

"You don't know what you can do!"

"Asur, move forward! Follow my orders, for the sake of the Phoenix Court, and for Ulthuan!"

"For Ulthuan!"

…………I am the dividing line that I have enlightened…………

On the other side, just when Ryan had just withdrawn his troops from Gisoleaux and returned to the Palace of Fontainebleau.

His personal maid Orica suddenly heard an oracle from the void.

A twisted and spiteful voice with endless chill penetrated Orica's ears, which were covered with several golden rings.