The Sun King's Evidence

In the summer of 2522 in the imperial calendar, Rick leads the village of Bad Laughter.

The young blacksmith Woten is making weapons for the nearby baron.

Quenching, hammering, forging, Woten was covered in sweat, but his attention was not on the forging, but on listening to the chat of the two knights who were waiting for delivery outside.

"Have you heard? Kislev is dead."

"What the hell, Charlemagne's ass, when did this news happen? Wasn't Kislev already dead a long time ago?"

"No, of course I know that the old witch Katalin and her Kislev perished a few years ago. What I'm talking about is that now, Kislev has been lost! The defenders were defeated by the Yankee barbarian army. Defeated, retreat toward the northern border."

"Oh, you said this, yes, Charlemagne, the Yankees are coming this time with great force. It is said that the size of the Yankees this time is even greater than the number of the Great Holy War!"

"His Majesty the Emperor sent 60,000 reinforcements to the front line, but according to the news, only 40,000 soldiers arrived at the front line. The situation on the road was so bad that it is difficult to describe in words." Another knight said: "There are beastmen everywhere, Drak. The Walder Forest, the entire Talabek Territory, and of course the damned Oster Territory and Ostermark, are full of traces of the activities of cultists and beastmen, running wild and blatantly, burning and looting at will."

"There is also the plague, as well as hunger due to insufficient supply. It has been two years in a row. Food production has been reduced on a large scale, and no one has enough to eat. Now only the most damn merchants and big lords still have considerable food in their warehouses."

"It's no wonder that the soldiers either fled under the never-ending harassment of the beastmen, or became sick due to the torture of the plague, or such a difficult environment made them desert."

"Hey, didn't you say that our allies have a lot of food on the other side of the mountain?"

"It's bad, it's not for us! So and that one, aren't they already the same thing? They have one son and two daughters!"

"Also, it is said that those patients with chivalrous syndrome are so charitable that they have accepted a million refugees from Estalia!"

"What? A million!"

"Yes, with a population of one million and more than 300,000 young men, that group of Estalia knights led the refugees 120 kilometers away in five days at the cost of almost all of them being killed. They fought while Withdrawing on one side, almost everyone died, Charlemagne is on top, these knights are all good, if it weren't for them, there probably wouldn't be a million people retreating to the other side of the mountain."

"What about retreating to the other side of the mountain? Are they willing to join the Kingdom of Knights and become second-class people?"

"That won't work, but don't forget, there is an orthodox heir in Britannia! A descendant of the Sunwatcher family, Juan Carlos Sunwatcher, the great baron under the Sun King, He has now transformed, and with the support of the group of Estalia knights, he has become the Grand Duke of Estalia. It is said that he is about to establish the Vichy Esta with the support of the Brittanians. Leah!'"

"Tsk tsk tsk, can this Estalian agree?"

"Why can't you agree? Juan Sunwatcher is a descendant of the orthodox Sunwatcher family! He has good strength and reputation. If he serves as the Grand Duke and leader, the Estalians can accept it, and so can the Brittanians. Accept it, maybe Estalia will unite with Britannia in the future~"

Listening to what was said outside, Woten felt really bad.

Ryan, he played a big game of chess. Did he expect this moment when he accepted Juan as his subordinate?

Damn it, the empire is very weak now and has no chance to interfere in the affairs of the southern kingdom! Watten had a hunch that it wouldn't be long before Britannia and Estalia would officially declare a union.

"Hey, blacksmith! Have you finished it?" The two knights finished chatting and asked a little impatiently about Woten who was forging iron.

"It'll be ready soon. Let me pack up my things and come with you." Woten's work was finished.

"Oh~" The two knights didn't embarrass him too much and motioned for him to continue.

Even in the most enlightened and developed Reikland, there is still a strict hierarchy between nobles and common people. Common people are never allowed to talk back to or fight against nobles. Faced with the questioning of nobles or noble vassals, even free people must Respectfully use standard sentence patterns: "In reply to your Majesty..." "Yes, Your Majesty." "Okay, Your Majesty" and other similar formats.

But there are three types of people that nobles will respect a little more. The first type is priests, who hold clerical and religious responsibilities. The second type is craftsmen, such as craftsmen, blacksmiths, carpenters, tailors, etc. They are property owners or bureaucrats such as innkeepers, local businessmen, village chiefs, tax collectors, etc.

Watten is the second kind of person. This young man is good at making iron and tools. Baron Raymond of Lansbad admires his craftsmanship and often orders weapons. Naturally, the two knights will not look for him. trouble.

There has always been a shortcut to becoming a knight, which is for a blacksmith or the son of a blacksmith to be favored by a knight. As a retinue, he will fight with the knight and be responsible for repairing equipment. After making military exploits, civilians will become knights.

After packing up the things and loading the inventory in the workshop onto the carriage, Woten followed the footsteps of the two knights and a group of retinues to Baron Lansbad's castle.

The baron's castle was not big. Woten delivered the goods, received a small bag of silver coins and copper coins, counted the number, and was about to leave.

"It's not good!" Suddenly a guard broke in from outside: "My Baron! There is a group of Chaos Cultists and Beastman warbands nearby, and they are attacking nearby villages!"

"What? Are you so close to the castle?" Baron Raymond said in surprise.

Watten stood silently behind the courtiers and soldiers.

"Well, just in time, it is said that the legendary fighting priest, prophet and reformer of the Righteous Church Luther Hus and the new great chanter Alfred are nearby. As long as we fight this battle well, let Your Majesty has seen it, and my Lansbad family will definitely be crowned!" Baron Raymond suddenly thought of something and said with full fighting spirit.

"Quick, send someone to invite Lord Luther Hus and Lord Alfred!"

A messenger rushed out to deliver the message.

But when we really need to prepare for battle, the situation in the Baron's castle is not good. Many troops have responded to the call and went to the north to resist the tide of chaos. The number of defenders is only a hundred. Baron Raymond hurriedly summoned the troops and gave the order in distress. Move out the food stored in the castle - if you really can't defeat the beasts, use wine and meat to hold them off for a while. If the beasts are full, their desire to fight will weaken. They like meat and wine best.

Woten felt angry inside! There is food in the baron's castle, but he would rather give it to the beastmen than distribute it to the civilians who are struggling on the edge of starvation!

The greed of the nobles, the indulgences of the church, and the ignorance and hunger of the peasants at the bottom, all made Woten feel like a knife.

This can't go on like this!

Woten suddenly stood up, and the strong blacksmith shouted to everyone: "My Baron, everyone, I have a way!"

"Shut up, we are discussing a major military matter, and you, a little blacksmith, have no place to speak!" Baron Raymond was in a normal mood, but he was even more angry when he heard that the blacksmith dared to interrupt.

"But, I know both Alfred and Luther Huss." Woten didn't want to say anything else.

Baron Raymond was even more impatient: "You bastard, a little blacksmith from Smile Village dares to speak so loudly!"

"You are blind, don't regret it!" Woten turned around in anger and was about to leave, but found a girl standing in front of him. Her name was Alice, the daughter of a baron, and she had had several contacts with Woten. Somewhat favorable.

The girl came up and slapped Woten on the face: "You bastard, why are you talking to your father? This slap has no distinction between you and me!"

"You..." Woten was stunned for a moment.

"What did you call me?" Another slap.

"Love...Alice?"

"What did you call me?" It was still a slap.

"Lady..." Woten was forced to use the honorific title.

"Remember, it's us who allowed you, a little blacksmith, to have the status you have today and participate in discussing big things. You don't deserve it!" the girl said unceremoniously.

"Well said!" A young knight present laughed and said: "It has been three years and I am still an ordinary blacksmith without any progress. How dare you have thoughts about Alice? It is 'Angels fly out' of your ass' (the angel flew out of your anus, meaning the toad wants to eat the swan meat)!"

Woten clenched his fists, and veins bulged on his forehead: "Shut up, the last few times the beasts and Chaos believers were wreaking havoc, I led my people to stop them!"

"Only you? Woten? You're a loser who only knows how to blacksmith!" the knight present mocked.

"Someone, drive this blacksmith out of the castle!"

"Hmph, this is a place where you don't have to wait any longer!" Woten walked directly outside.

"Rebellion, rebellion! Without this castle, there will be no place for you in the entire Lansbad!"

"Report~ The great chanter of the Church of Justice, Sir Alfred is here!" The guard came in from outside.

"Quick, go out to greet him." Baron Raymond quickly led his people out to greet him.

The new Grand Cantor of the Church of Justice, Alfred, who is more powerful than anyone else, is wearing a red robe. Behind him stands a row of knights of the Knights Hospitallers. Baron Raymond and others hurried out to pay their respects, but Alfred His eyes were just fixed on Woten: "You, you are..."

"..." Woten remained silent.

"Lord Woten, the three-year period has expired. Please follow me back to the empire and take over the Church of Justice!" Alfred strode forward, then knelt down on one knee.

"Ah?!" Everyone was stunned.

"Lord Luther Hus is here too!" someone shouted. Luther Hus and a group of ascetic monks also came to the scene. The reformer of the Church of Justice immediately knelt down on one knee without saying a word: "Charlie Emperor Man! When the empire is in danger, please come back with me immediately to be crowned emperor again!"

"Huh???" Baron Raymond and others looked blank. Alice came up and said blankly: "Woten... is just a small blacksmith in my barony of Lansbad!"

"How presumptuous! You dare to speak like this to Emperor Charlemagne. All reinforcements will be invalid!" Luther Hus shouted with great enthusiasm, and then knelt down again: "Lord of the Twin-tailed Comet, welcome your return!"

"Welcome to the return of the twin-tailed comet!" the Justice Church army shouted in unison.

In the distance, the forces of Chaos were already vaguely visible. Woten gently took out a pair of hammers he used to strike iron, and walked onto the battlefield alone.

The sacred golden light began to envelope the warrior. The sky split open and colorful lights scattered. All over his body, the light from Charlemagne flashed. The first hammer began to burn first, until the trail of flames formed a double tail. The shape of a comet, then a second hammer.

The Nurgle believers and beastmen were the first to see Woten who tried to challenge them alone. These Chaos believers and beastmen were ecstatic at first. However, when the first wave of Nurgle believers and horned beasts rushed forward, they were struck by Woten's hammer in the blink of an eye. After being smashed into flesh and bones, this joy immediately turned into fear. The Beastman Beast King, a large horned beast covered in iron armor, appeared and charged towards Woten with a half-angled body.

Wo Teng was not afraid at all. The flames of the twin-tailed comet flashed. With just one blow, the big horned beast fell to the ground. The power of the comet was accompanied by the sledgehammer. The beast king's skull exploded and he fell down.

The followers of Nurgle were still screaming. Woten raised his hammer, and the fire of the comet burned away, burning all the followers of Nurgle to ashes. The beastman warband fled in panic when they saw this.

Woten stood there, the divine light belonging to Charlemagne enveloped him, and the power of the twin-tailed comet was burning.

"No, it's impossible, twin-tailed comet, you, you are..." The ancient legend echoed in everyone present.

When the empire is in crisis, Charlemagne and Ludwig the Savior, the two greatest emperors in the history of the empire, will return as twin-tailed comets to save the empire.

"Mr. Watten, the followers of Nurgle have surrendered. The Beastman and Beast King have been killed on the spot. Lancebad is under control. Please tell me what to do with Baron Raymond!" Seeing this scene, Alfred and Lu Ser-Hus no longer had any doubts and all declared their allegiance to Woten.

Behind Alfred and Rutherhus, about a thousand religious troops, secular troops, and fanatics all knelt down.

Woten accepted this courtesy calmly and looked towards the direction of Brunswick, the capital of the empire. The little blacksmith looked far away.

In the midst of everyone's attention, Charlemagne's chosen one rolled his eyes and tilted his mouth.

The Empire, your God of War, is back!

…………I am the Imperial War God of the Twin-tailed Comet…………

News of Woten's birth quickly spread throughout the empire. At this most critical moment, the empire seemed to be facing a terrible split.

Luther Hus publicly announced that the church had become corrupt and decayed, and that such heinous things as indulgences should be swept into the trash. Now, the reincarnation of the real Emperor Charlemagne has appeared. He is the little blacksmith of Bad Laughing Village, Wo Teng!

Luther Hus's declaration was not welcomed by all parties, but there were still countless believers who defected to Hus's command and got a glimpse of the reincarnation of the Emperor of Mankind. The birthmark of the twin-tailed comet on Woten's body was also The divine light that enveloped him and the blazing fire of the twin-tailed comet told it all. Soon, an army of thousands of peasants, free people, priests and soldiers, and even wizards and religious knights formed. The "Protestant Army" immediately headed towards Brunswick! These people have long been extremely dissatisfied with the Indulgence and a series of measures taken by the Church of Justice, and now the return of the Human Emperor is giving them a reason to resist!

The imperial dignitaries and acting Archbishop Esme III publicly accused Luther Hus and Woten of being liars and heretics.

The two sides had several armed battles, and this war was also called the "Hussite War".

But in any case, Warten and others are getting closer to Brunswick, and the emperor and the rulers of the empire are arguing fiercely in the parliament, which will determine the fate of Warten and... the fate of the empire.

On the other side, Juan Carlos Sunwatcher was in a small town in southern Britannia. Enzo Moretti, the Grand Master of the Magritte Knights, and the five Gray Knight recruits Pétain and Joffre , Foch, Pershing, and McMahon watched, he officially announced that he would temporarily take over the position of Duke Magritte.

Since Juan's court and headquarters were located in the small town of Vichy in the north of the Principality of Carcassonne, this regime was also called the "Vichy Principality".

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