The Sun King's Evidence

The sound of Ryan's speech reached the side hall through the heavy door.

His queen and wife, Sulia, were sitting in the side hall, with the Holy Sword Angel Alliance on her lap. The female knight listened silently to her husband's speech. Even at the climax of Ryan's speech, Sulia Leah just clenched her fists.

Today's female knight is dressed in a gorgeous aristocratic military uniform, with a thick white military jacket, blue epaulettes, golden tassels, a sky blue pleated skirt and black high-heeled boots, as well as her slender and straight breasts without a trace of fat. The long legs are wrapped in black opaque velvet pantyhose, exuding a mature and graceful atmosphere.

Her husband was giving a speech next door, but her queen did not show up. This can be regarded as some kind of tacit understanding between the couple. When Sulia is radical, Ryan will be conservative, leaving a little room for maneuver. If Ryan is radical, Suli will Asia will play a conservative role.

For now, in most cases, Ryan is more aggressive, so Sulia needs to leave some room for mediation for the royal family.

No one knew how much Lidya Su wanted to stand with Ryan at this time, but she had to endure it.

Sometimes she really feels exhausted both physically and mentally. She has gained a lot by being with such a glorious and outstanding man like Ryan, but in order to keep up with him, Lidya Su has also paid a lot, a lot.

Isn't it good to be a count? Isn't it good to be a duke? Isn't it good to be a king?

Moving forward, moving forward, what is left behind is a pile of chicken feathers.

Lidya Su knew that like Theresa and Veronica, she had begun to be unable to keep up with Ryan's footsteps. In Ryan's backyard, it was difficult to keep up with Ryan's footsteps from beginning to end. There are two people (gods), namely Orika and the Lake Fairy. She is still able to catch up now, but it is because of her status as the imperial princess and the blessings of the original bodies.

Many people envy Sulia's supreme status and glory in the old world, and how many people understand that these are not actually what Sulia wants? What the female knight really wants is to stay in the noble manor with Ryan and live an ordinary life. There can be the Fairy of the Lake and Sylvia in the manor. As for other women? There is no chance at all.

It's just...it's just that there is no choice in all of this.

Lidya Su looked at herself in the mirror silently. She still looked like a girl who was twenty years old.

Since you have received it, you must pay for it; since you have enjoyed the honor and power, you must pay the price.

On the other side, in the dressing room behind the throne, Morgiana and the Lake Fairy were sitting together. The Lake God Witch was so excited by what Ryan said. She was about to talk to the goddess, but she found that the Lake Fairy was crying.

"My lady?"

"Quiet." The Lake Fairy immediately glared at her chosen one with red eyes. She listened attentively, not wanting to miss a word.

In the void, pale flowers bloomed. Under the twisted laughter, the voice of the goddess of the underworld was filled with sweetness and relief.

"The master is indeed the master, and the master is the master. In some places, he never disappoints."

There are also Theresa, Veronica and others sitting on the high platform.

"Bang bang bang bang~" Veronica slapped the railing hard, extremely excited. The female speaker saw Ryan speaking to hundreds of people alone, and watched all the nobles shouting and watching. The sky was full of silk scarves and parchment, and she couldn't help but turn red with excitement. If possible, she really wanted to go down and give Ryan a passionate kiss on the spot.

Teresa had a complicated expression on her face, while the sorceress applauded and smiled bitterly.

Is there another war?

The king's voice echoed throughout the halls of Congress, and thousands of people almost went crazy.

"No matter what, we will never surrender!"

"Never surrender!"

"Fight to the end!"

"We should never surrender!!!"

Just when the crowd was agitated, a green figure appeared in front of everyone. He stood in the outer courtyard: "I support His Majesty Ryan! Everyone, you can scold me!"

"It's His Royal Highness the Green Knight!"

"Your Highness the Green Knight is here!"

"Your Highness the Green Knight, please accept our apology!"

This scene in the preface surprised the Green Knight. He thought he would turn the tide, but now it seems that he is just the icing on the cake.

However, what was agreed upon in advance was still done. The Green Knight signaled everyone to be quiet. He took off his helmet in front of everyone: "Everyone, please listen to me."

All eyes were on the Green Knight.

Doubts, curiosity, nervousness, uneasiness, excitement, enthusiasm, every Kingdom knight's emotions are different, but after seeing the appearance of the Green Knight clearly, all the Brittanians above the Kingdom Knight were... dumbfounded !

"This appearance...as expected, the legend is not wrong!"

"King! Our king, indeed, our king is always with us and never leaves!"

"Ancestor! You, you finally..." Bohemond, with tears in his eyes, knelt in front of the Green Knight, or the heroic spirit of the first Knight King Arthur.

"Everyone, who still remembers the original intention of the knight? Who still remembers...the oath of the first-generation Holy Grail companions?" Arthur stood there, and the Green Knight finally revealed his true identity to everyone.

He was the first generation of Knight King Arthur. After his death, he accepted the promotion and blessing from the Fairy of the Lake, and guarded the Knight Kingdom alone as a heroic spirit for a whole thousand years!

After thousands of years, thousands of years of wind and rain, after witnessing the rise and fall of generations of kings, and witnessing the prosperity and decline of the Knight Kingdom, the first generation king announced his return!

The madness of the knights and nobles has reached a new level. The two greatest kings in the history of Britannia stand side by side. What do we have to fear?

There is nothing left to be afraid of.

"Ladies and gentlemen, be quiet." The Green Knight stretched out his hand to signal everyone to be quiet. Arthur looked at his descendants and the blood descendants left behind by his noble Holy Grail companions. He walked to Ryan's side and signaled everyone to be quiet. .

The whole place fell silent immediately.

"I have been thinking recently about the future of our Knight Kingdom." Arthur said seriously: "I admit that I have been shaken and confused, so I have talked to many people, including ladies, including the Lake God Witch. Your Highness, including His Majesty Ryan and his Queen, and of course some... people, I want to show you something."

The Green Knight clapped his hands, and several Sons of Britannia and the Heroic Knights took out rolls of extremely ancient scrolls. These parchments had become rotten and yellowed, but only the divine power and the power of faith flowing on them remained undiminished. Every cent.

Theodoric, Duke of Belion, was the most excited. This duke, who was always known for his passion and recklessness, stepped forward and opened a scroll. He only glanced at it for a few times before he was so frightened that he immediately knelt down and kowtowed before daring to speak loudly. Read: "Your Majesty, Madam, the family of the Duke of Belian, shall be loyal to the Knight King of Brittany for the rest of our lives! - The first Holy Grail companion, Baldoin de Belian, Duke of Belian, Brittany The twelfth day of the third month in the first year of Asia!"

Francois took out a scroll, and his father-in-law read tremblingly: "Your Majesty, the Duke of Winford and his family shall be loyal to the Knight King of Britannia for the rest of their lives! - The first Holy Grail companion, the Duke of Winford the Pure. Demond, the twelfth day of March in the first year of Britannia!"

"My lady, the Duke of Gisoleaux and his family shall be loyal to the Knight King of Britannia for the rest of our lives! - The first generation Holy Grail companion, Belen, Duke of Gisoleaux, March 12, the first year of Britannia !" Duke Hagen looked at his ancestor's oath. The Duke had already burst into tears: "My ancestors, I almost made a big mistake!"

"My lady, the Duke of Le-Angoulant and his family shall be loyal to the Knight King of Britannia for the rest of our lives! - The first Holy Grail companion, Corduin, Duke of Le-Angoulant, on the third day of the first year of Britannia On the twelfth day of the month!" Raun exclaimed: "It's Lord Kelduin, known as the blue sea monster, and he actually still has documents alive!"

"This is Leon Nasay's oath! Your Excellency Sirluff, he has lived for three hundred and fifty years and is the oldest among all the Holy Grail Knights." There were waves of exclamations.

"Duke Malcrud, hero of Montfort, companion of the Holy Grail!" Marshal Bertrand, chosen by Tarr, exclaimed.

"This is the seal of Argilgal! My Palavon's ancestor, there is even the seal of Glorfindel - the ancestor and patriarch of all pure-blood Pegasus!" Duke Casson burst into tears. He breathed a sigh of relief and pressed the oath firmly on his chest. Sure enough, following His Majesty Ryan was the right thing to do!

The oaths one by one, the traces of dried ink on the yellowed parchment, that period of glorious history, slowly withered as the knights and nobles gradually decayed, and as the knights and nobles followed the wind and chased each other. The inheritance was cut off due to interests, and gradually forgotten as time goes by. However, no matter how the family history is whitewashed, beautified, or tampered with, this sealed ancestral oath is not fake.

Now, these oaths are all priceless artifacts, and each oath embodies the power of faith for thousands of years. The knights and nobles held the oaths of their ancestors, laughing and crying, as if they were crazy.

"Now, as the first generation of Knight King Arthur, I ask everyone here, ladies and gentlemen!" The Green Knight said softly: "Everyone, do we want to abandon the ladies?"

"No!"

"Never! Never!" the audience shouted.

"Everyone, are we going to split?"

"No! No! No!"

"Never!!!" Everyone inside and outside the venue roared.

"I now declare that I give up my legitimate claim to the throne. I will serve as the Grand Master of the Holy Grail Knights and the Kingdom's Chief Paladin, and I will be loyal to the Knight King of Britannia, His Majesty Ryan!" The Green Knight walked up to Ryan! , bowed, then knelt down on one knee and shouted: "This is my courage! Knights, can you muster up your courage and admit all this?"

"Yes!!!" Thousands of people shouted at the same time, shaking the world. High morale burst out from the faces of every knight and noble. Faith was re-established, and the pride of a nation and a country arose spontaneously.

Britannia will never die, chivalry will never die!

Ryan came out and raised his fist: "Courage!"

"Courage!" A uniform roar, faith transformed into strength.

"Faith!" the Sun King roared next.

"Faith!" All the nobles knelt down on one knee, with tears in their eyes.

"Victory!" Ryan stretched out his hand and made a "V" sign: "Victory!"

"Victory!" "Victory!" "Victory!" The crowd was full of emotions, and the hot pot was boiling with oil.

Campbell, Duke of Le-Angoulant, leaned back in his chair slumped: "We lost, we lost, Jihad."

"Jihad?" He didn't get the response he wanted. Campbell looked up and found that Duke Jihad was waving his silk scarf excitedly and shouting without emotion: "Victory~Victory!"

Cheers came and went, and the knights and nobles celebrated crazily. They didn't know whether they were celebrating the return of their ancestors and their vows, or celebrating breaking through confusion and welcoming new life.

Finally, Duke Campbell couldn't bear it anymore. He jumped off the platform and shouted along with everyone.

"Courage ~ Faith ~ Victory!"

Silk scarves and parchment are flowing down from the sky, creating a poetic and poetic scenery.

Ryan stood in the King's Council Hall and accepted the once again allegiance of all the knights and nobles.

A song silently played in his mind.

The alliance of free principalities is unbreakable, and great Britannia will always stand eternity for eternity~

Cough cough cough, wrong, wrong, not this one, Ryan quickly adjusted his thinking.

People of the motherland, wake up, the glorious moment has arrived~!

Citizens, be armed!

Citizens, prepare to fight!

We are ready.

…………I am the dividing line of Victory…………

Just when Ryan delivered the King's Speech and the Kingdom of Knights set things right, allowing the knights and nobles to face up to their disgraceful history and mistakes and enter a new era, the Lich King Arkhan also returned to Sylvania.

Since then, all the sacrifices and components for the Lord of the Dead's resurrection have been collected.

Nagash's resurrection ceremony officially began. Arkhan began to cast spells at the predetermined ceremony location outside Duncanhof Castle, placing nine sacrifices on the ring of nine demons.

At the same time, Grand Master Hans Leitdorf of the Knights Templar also arrived at the Imperial Royal Court in Braunschweig.

Along the way, Hans Leitdorf saw confusion and chaos. Beasts and Chaos Cultists were plundering and killing the people of the Empire on the highways of the Empire. There were also countless bandits and unkillable people. Clean, endless greenskin hordes.

The forest roads of the Empire have everything except humans.

Only in the controlled areas close to many strongholds, towns and fortresses can you see the figures of people hiding behind high walls, shivering, praying to their gods for salvation, whether they are nobles, commoners or wanderers, They are all telling the story of the coming doomsday. There have never been so many believers and doomsday believers in the temple. They gather around the temple and listen to the warnings of the priests and priests - you are all guilty, this is God You must atone for your sins.

Grandmaster Hans felt a lot of pressure. He didn't care about the stupid civilians at the bottom, but he realized that if the situation was so bad everywhere, it might be difficult for the Empire to assemble a decent army-most of the available troops had already been Head to the Northern Front.

After arriving in Braunschweig, Grand Commander Hans came to the emperor's court immediately and asked for assistance. However, the chief steward next to the emperor told him to calm down and the emperor was worried about other more important things.

Hans waited for three days. On the fourth day, he was finally summoned, but was told that the emperor had already set off for the northern front. He had taken away almost all of Brunswick's standing army and his central army and royal guards. Only a pitiful number of city defense troops and militia were left.

Before the Grand Master of the Knights Templar could get angry, he was led to a side hall, where were three high-elite nobles.

They are none other than Elsharion, Belannar, and Adira.

The high elves told the emperor that they wanted to go to Sylvania to save a compatriot, and Grand Commander Hans wanted to go to Sylvania to regain Nagash's armor and his own glory, so the emperor introduced them To each other, both parties got the help they wanted, and both owed the emperor a favor.

A loose alliance was signed, and the high elf empire alliance immediately set off for Sylvania.

Manfred's spies in the empire soon learned the news, and at the same time, Bald Man also learned three other pieces of news.

After receiving the imperial document, the Butcher King Agrim-Ironfist decided to lead an army of Kaderin dwarves to help.

The Wood Elf legions of the Wood Elf hero Araloth are approaching.

The astonishing number of beastman armies from the dark prophet of the beastmen, Malagor, also came under the oracle of the four gods of chaos to prevent Nagash from being resurrected.

good! What a joy!

Manfred was ecstatic, and the last vampire count began to move the pieces around the chessboard.

My performance has begun!

I'm late, sorry.