The Sun King's Evidence

It wasn't until much later in the evening that the movement in the room stopped.

The little maid Emilia was the first to leave. She had a tough talk, but her fighting ability was the weakest. Especially under the watch of the Lake God Witch and the Lake Fairy, Emilia couldn't hold on at all. He was disarmed within minutes and was carried out by Morgiana. After the unfortunate defeat of the Imperial Lady, Ryan faced a wheel battle between Morgiana and the Lake Fairy.

This one is a powerful energy absorber and storage device of divine power, and the other is a true god. Ryan resisted for a long time, fully demonstrating the pride and majesty of being the emperor's son, and effectively killing the goddess and her first god. The majestic choice made them know how powerful they were.

Until the starlight shone through the window and filled the entire room of the Duke's Castle, Ryan let out a long breath. He rubbed his waist, thinking that he was lucky to be promoted to demigod, otherwise he would really not be able to deal with the Fairy of the Lake. and The Siege of Morgiana.

The bed in the Duke's bedroom was originally designed to be very large. On Ryan's left side lay Morgiana. The Lake Witch was sleeping soundly with a satisfied face. Her eyes were covered by a white silk scarf. This was done by the Lake Fairy. It's a good thing that the goddess doesn't like to be seen by her first choice when she loses her temper, otherwise she will lose her majesty, so if this happens, the fairy in the lake will blindfold Morgiana.

This actually made Morgiana develop a new quirk. She now likes to be bullied by Ryan while blindfolded, and she can bully him however he wants.

Ryan did not fall asleep. The original body was leaning on the pillow, thinking about something. The fairy in the lake did not need to sleep. The snow-white velvet nightgown wrapped the goddess's huge plump body. It swayed slightly with her movements and tightened. The ribbon outlines the graceful curves of the waist and hips. The slender and straight legs are covered with a pair of ultra-thin white pearlescent hollow and delicate suspender stockings. The completely transparent toes of the stockings cover the goddess's beautiful feet painted with pink cardamom nail polish, and her Her delicate body was made even more erect and slender, and the incomparably beautiful goddess was leaning in Ryan's arms. Her extremely divine face and temperament exuded a slight charm, which really made Ryan's mind sway.

Ah, my waist hurts a little... Ryan thought helplessly that the goddess's demand for his spiritual energy was endless. After all, no god would dislike having too much divine power, right?

"Why didn't Mannann respond to Bodrick's call at the most critical moment? He shouldn't have died." Ryan was still entangled in the death of his Admiral.

"The resurrection of Nagash has taken away too much power from the gods of the old world." The fairy in the lake said helplessly: "Not to mention Mannann, among the gods of the old world, except for Tal and Yurik, Except for the gods evolved from the old gods, most of the gods have been severely damaged. Among them, the goddess of mercy Thalia was even kidnapped directly from her own kingdom by Nurgle. It is said that the Lord of Disease plans to hold a party in his garden. In a grand wedding, he will marry the goddess of mercy, Salia, and make her his bride and poison tester forever."

"Nurgle, you want to marry Thalia???" Ryan looked confused.

"Well, Nurgle wants to marry Thalia, Ryan, we must rescue Thalia." The fairy in the lake said softly: "I am not a goddess who is good at healing. Being able to protect Britannia is already mine. The limit is reached. Without Thalia’s power, the plague will spread endlessly, but I cannot enter Nurgle’s garden. If I do, I will also become Nurgle’s bride.”

"Tsk tsk, it's okay. The embrace of a loving father is very 'broad', and His love is absolutely 'broad'. If one bride is not satisfied, two will do, three will do, four, five, six, seven, eight or nine will be fine. Yes." Ryan smiled first.

The face of the Lake Fairy suddenly darkened, and the goddess snorted viciously, expressing her dissatisfaction.

"But this goddess still belongs to me." Ryan held the Lake Fairy in his arms from behind and said in her ear: "I won't give it to other stinking things."

The face of the fairy in the lake looked better now. The goddess gently rubbed Ryan's calf with her silk feet. She frowned: "My dear, it is absolutely impossible for you to face Nurgle and fight it. Let alone you." , even your father, the old man, doesn’t have that ability. We must find a suitable opportunity and take advantage of the window period when Nurgle and his countless plague legions focus all their attention on hosting the wedding banquet. , I plan for you and Araloth to go deep into the Garden of Nurgle and rescue Thalia, and I will provide you with guidance and divine support."

"Okay." Ryan nodded.

Thalia, the goddess of mercy, is in charge of healing and mercy, the enemy of Nurgle. The two realms are opposite to each other. Nothing scares the priests of Thalia more than the actions of the Plaguefather, and in turn, makes even the most disgusting of Nurgle's followers despair when faced with Thalia's purity.

Therefore, Nurgle took advantage of Thalia's serious injury due to Nagash's resurrection ceremony and snatched away the goddess of mercy and locked her up in his garden. Fat Grandpa wanted to marry Thalia, but he did not intend to marry this same person. The goddess who is known for her purity does one thing or another, but she wants to use Salia's ability to infinitely cure diseases to experiment with the new plague developed in her cauldron.

This is Nurgle's love.

When Ryan heard this, he thought to himself: This thing sounds familiar. Have I heard similar stories somewhere?

Facing Nurgle is asking for death. Not to mention a primarch like Ryan, even the Emperor cannot enter the chaotic realm of subspace to face the evil god directly. The Fairy of the Lake said that he needs to wait for the opportunity during the window period. At this point, Ryan If you believe in the goddess, the matter is settled.

"Nagash was not resurrected. He was replaced by Vlad von Carstein. This is your decision. I don't agree with it, but I respect your choice." The fairy in the lake continued, the goddess's long golden hair There was an alluring fragrance exuding on the bed, and she sighed: "Vlad has assembled a huge army in Sylvania - both mortals and undead. They are heading north to prepare to support the northern border of the empire. The Great Wall of Faith, where one hundred thousand imperial troops are relying on the magic and divine miracles of Gelt to resist the fierce attack of three hundred thousand people by Archaon's adjutant Kron-the Conqueror. The battle has not stopped for even a day from beginning to end. .”

"I know." Ryan nodded.

In fact, just when Ryan led the Brittanian army to approach the city of Jean, preparing for a decisive battle with the Skaven, he had already received a letter for help stamped with the imperial seal.

The Empire needs support!

But this time the situation is different. Ryan can no longer provide support to the empire - the rats are almost reaching his hometown. What kind of army will he use to support the empire?

The Seed of Destruction is also on the way and may appear at any time. Ryan can vaguely feel that the Seed of Destruction seems to have returned to the subspace for something, but it will be back soon.

"The empire cannot fall, Ryan. You know, the empire is the barrier of the old world, it can even be said to be the last barrier. Britannia is all plains, how can there be any danger to defend? Besides... "The fairy in the lake hesitated to speak, and the goddess could only sigh in the end: "But we really don't have the ability to support the empire now. We can only hope that the empire can survive this year and let us settle everything internally."

"What are the elves and gods doing recently? Where's Orica?" Ryan asked casually, holding the fragrant and soft goddess in his arms.

The Lake Fairy told Ryan the current situation of the high elves.

After spending several months, Regent Tyrion personally led an army of high elves to defeat the main force of Chaos in the Kingdom of Savre - the Chaos Demon Army led by the Great Demon of Slaanesh - Kali. This battle was known as the Battle of the Marauders in history. In the Battle of Seal, the high elves suffered heavy losses, but Tyrion's bravery, military strategy, and tenacity finally won another victory for the high elves. Since then, the Chaos Demon has been expelled from the Inner Ring Kingdom, and currently only the Outer Ring There are still a few Chaos Demons in the kingdom.

At the same time, the long and crazy war between the dark elves and the northern barbarian tribes is still going on. It is said that the Witch King Malekith is tired of this never-ending war. It is said that he is considering giving up Nagaros and doing his best to fight against the dark elves. All remaining forces traveled to Ulthuan to once again and for the last time launch a war to regain Ulthuan and their own Phoenix Throne.

"Where's Orica?" Ryan still cares about his personal maid, now the goddess of the underworld.

"Olica has gathered a group of dark elves who don't like the rule of the Witch King. There are a lot of them, but I don't know how many there are specifically. She doesn't like me spying on her." The fairy in the lake said with some displeasure: " She seems to have learned about my plan and is secretly planning something, Ryan, I don’t care about anything else, you will definitely support me in becoming the only god, mother goddess and god king of the Elf Paradise pantheon, right?"

"The only god?" Ryan keenly captured the key point in the words of the Lake Fairy: "You mean...except for you, all the elves in heaven will fall?"

"That is not a fall, the elves and gods will not really die." The fairy in the lake looked confident: "They will just return to the realm of chaos and wait for the next rebirth, and I, as the only surviving god, will lead the elves Keep going, I will be Twilight’s Messiah, I will be their only salvation and savior!”

"...Needless to say Asuryan, I remember Kunos and Isa are not your parents?" Ryan complained: "You also want to make arrangements?"

Lilith, the filial daughter of Kadai?

"Their era is over." The Lake Fairy spread her hands: "All we have to do is to push the boat along and let everything happen. Shadow King Aris has promised to assist my plan. Although he just wants revenge, the process It’s not important, what’s important is the result.”

"Without Nagash's resurrection, we can't have a steady stream of undead legions to fight against the chaos frenzy. My dear, this is our only chance."

"Okay, my dear, your beard has grown again. Go and shave it. I'll wait for you here. We'll continue when you come back~"

"????"

…………I am the dividing line that is our only chance…………

It is the summer of 2523 in the Imperial Calendar, in the north of Sylvania, at the border of the Empire.

The Empire is under siege. To the savages of the wasteland, this was the moment of destiny, which promised that the civilized nations of mankind would fall to the ax of the North. The end is near, and the strong will take the glory.

Kislev has completely fallen, and now only the lonely city of Erengrad is left in the country. Vladimir, the Grand Duke of Erengrad, and the Marshal of Erengrad Georgy Konstan Dinovich is still leading the last army to resist. Although their number is not large, these remaining people are elites who have fought in hundreds of battles.

The Eternal Chosen Archaon did not appear in person, but was replaced by his adjutant, Kurgan Khan Kron-Conqueror. This warrior favored by the four gods thought he could attack in one go like Mortkin when he went south. While proving his strength with glorious victories in the northern provinces of the empire, he found himself in trouble.

What the empire used to resist the chaos of chaos was not the imaginary solid military formations, the numerous provincial armies, or the powerful artillery, but a wall, an indestructible golden fortress. The walls of this fortress were not only made of stone and Made of steel and infused with extremely powerful magic, the empire's chief wizard, Belshazer-Gelt, spent countless efforts and magic to construct it.

The rulers of the empire initially expressed doubts about the miracle created by Galt. As far as they knew, there were very few things that could truly stop the attack of Chaos. However, when the great wizards of the Academy of Light branded the wind of light into the city wall, Inside, when the Supreme Dean of Paradise Academy raises the hill, when the stone wall that has gathered countless manpower and material resources is poured into the powerful power of faith, when Geert fills the molten metal into the city wall as mortar, when The priests of several major churches continued to release magical spells, and the golden fortress was built before the first wave of Norscans arrived.

What a miracle this is! The Golden Fortress cannot be destroyed, there is no place to scratch, it will not succumb to evil magic, nor will it succumb to the various demonic war machine creations of the Chaos Dwarfs, and even the Chaos Daemons are helpless against it. When hundreds of attacks by the Chaos army were stopped under the Golden Fortress, all the people of the Empire firmly believed that Charlemagne was with us, and that Gaelt was the miracle given to us by Charlemagne.

Karl Franz had no reason not to be surprised when he came to the front line. After the emperor repeatedly confirmed the strength of the golden fortress, he sighed that he had not chosen the wrong person. However, the emperor knew very well that nothing is perfect. When he asked Geert When asked what the weaknesses of the Golden Fortress were, Galt answered truthfully.

In the rebuilt hall of Von-Zhukov Castle, the imperial royal chief wizard and great alchemist Geert met with the imperial emperor Karl Franz.

"Your Majesty, the Golden Fortress is not perfect."

"Yes, I am very sure, my great alchemist, I will not blame you. During these dark days, we have experienced too much torture and difficulties." The emperor sat on his throne, and he would The letter was given to Galt: "Bad news, my great alchemist, Britannia has been fully attacked by the Skaven, and Ryan has no way to support us."

"What a bad news, Your Majesty." There was regret in Galt's voice.

"So, tell me, my great alchemist, what are the shortcomings of the Golden Fortress?" the emperor said softly, his eyes pointed directly at the great alchemist, frank and extremely sharp: "I need to hear the truth."

"The Golden Fortress requires a lot of magic and faith to maintain, just like the Great Wall of Faith in Sylvania." Galt paused, and there was some unconfidence in the great alchemist's voice: "But this is not enough. "

"Not enough?" The emperor frowned: "What else do you need?"

"You still need to have faith." Gelt's unique sound of metal friction sounded: "I concentrated the firm will of all the border soldiers and turned it into strength. This made Chaos helpless, but the strongest fortress is the easiest to break from the inside. If we If we lose our unity and confidence, the golden fortress will collapse."

"I see." The emperor understood a little bit: "Then, let us divide the work. You will be responsible for maintaining the operation of the golden fortress, and I will solve the problems of unity and confidence."

"That's right." Galt bowed and was about to leave, but the emperor stopped him: "Gelt, I have a question."

"Please speak, Your Majesty." The great alchemist turned around unnaturally.

"Does the Great Wall of Faith in Sylvania... still exist? Are the undead still locked in cages?" Karl Franz stared at the great alchemist.

"Your Majesty, that is only a temporary measure..." Galt considered his words. Of course he knew that there was actually a problem with the Great Wall of Faith, but if he admitted the problem of the Great Wall of Faith, then the empire would have no control over the Golden Fortress. Confidence must be seriously affected.

"But I heard that the cage of Sylvania has been broken. Our ancient enemies, the ancient enemies of the empire, have returned." The emperor's interrogating gaze and tone went straight to the core: "There are more than just demon hunters and vampire hunters. There was a report that there was news of a large number of undead armies operating on the border of Ostermark. However, these undead armies did not seem to have any intention of attacking the back of the empire. They did not seem to want to be our enemies. That’s why I asked this question. Maybe those undead armies were not from there. It’s from Sylvania, but… are you sure?”

"this……"

Galt thought about it again and again.

"Yes, I can confirm that Sylvania is still in the cage, my lord."

"very good."

"but……"

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