The Sun King's Evidence

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Amidst the wind and snow, the once majestic Kuilulu Castle is now just a ruin. The faint light projected from the sky makes it shrouded in fog and increasingly unrecognizable. This place used to be Kuilau. The base camp of the Wu clan, let the world change like white clouds and gray dogs, and the flowers and rivers bloom among the countries. Once they return, all that will be left behind are ruins, vicissitudes of life, and countless corpses.

Ryan turned over and dismounted, and the King of Knights straightened his sleeves: "Kuileu Castle is divided into three floors inside and outside. The outer city wall and the middle city wall have collapsed. It is impossible for us to complete the repair of a castle in a short time. In fact, I can't There was absolutely no intention of doing that.”

"So this is where our bones are buried? A broken ruined castle?" Angron yelled, and the original body of the World Eater was a little unhappy: "You think the seeds of destruction will fight after seeing the bones and tombstones here. Total loss? Then you are really overthinking."

"No, the real secret comes from the inner castle." Ryan sighed: "We'll talk about it after we get in."

"Your Majesty is here! Your Majesty Angron is here too!"

"Welcome Your Majesty, long live the King!"

"Long live the king!"

The Old Guards saw Ryan's appearance. They cheered and saluted collectively. The castle gate that had just been repaired picked up the heavy suspension bridge. Bertrand, the commander of the Old Guards and the chosen god of Tar, and the deputy of the Old Guards Handsome and Holy Grail Guard Raymond walked out: "My lord, are you here?"

"How is the situation?" Ryan asked Bertrand naturally: "My marshal? What happened to you?"

The Starfire Rune Chain Armor produced by the wood elf Val's Anvil on Bertrand's body was stained with various kinds of lime.

"Reply to Your Majesty, the marshal... he encountered a gargoyle in the cave when he tried to enter the depths of the inner castle." Raymond said with a smile: "Our marshal shot through the gargoyle's head with one arrow, but Lime splattered all over him."

"You still have to pay attention to safety." Ryan patted Bertrand's arm and sighed: "I have lost a marshal."

"Lord Bodrick's glorious sacrifice is a loss for the whole of Britannia." Bertrand also looked serious, and Tal's Chosen was a little sad: "I hope his sacrifice will not be in vain."

Within the castle, dozens of artillery were being set up in many strategic locations by dwarf engineers. Soldiers from the Old Guard and Mousilon Coldstream Guards also joined in some civil engineering work. After the king appeared, they worked Working especially hard, several veterans of the Old Guard were carrying several crates and a dozen carriages filled with supplies and many magic supplies.

"I don't understand these things, and I don't want to care about them." Angron stretched his arms indifferently, and the World Eater Primarch walked directly towards the forest outside: "It should be some time before the Seed of Destruction appears. Time, right? I'm going hunting. When are you all ready? Come to me for a war meeting. You know where to find me."

You were happy and at ease. Ryan was as white as Angron, but Angron turned around and left without any pressure and entered the forest.

"Okay, let's see how the situation goes." Ryan was talking to Bertrand. Duke Bohemond of the Red Dragon came out of the castle with a team of Holy Grail Knights "Brotherhood of the Red Dragon". Duke Bohemond When the First Marshal saw Ryan, he hurried forward, first saluted, and then immediately said in a complaining tone: "Your Majesty, can you take care of your female courtiers?"

"Take care of it?" Ryan became interested, and the knight king was happy: "What did they do again? Is it Veronica? Or Aurora?"

"Ms. Veronica is smart, thoughtful and good at talking." Bohemond spread his hands, and the old Duke chuckled: "When she came up, she told everyone that she was your chief female courtier. I mean what you want, let us cooperate well, and then take away a lot of people from me. She first occupied the best room in the castle, openly announced that it was reserved for you, and then moved in by herself. And you shout around at your old guardsmen and make them spend their precious time decorating rooms and putting up murals.”

"It's normal. She is my chief female courtier." Sure enough, Ryan doted on Veronica as always. The Sun King didn't seem to care very much. Veronica's power and arrogance were limited to Ryan's authorization. , and the female speaker is a character with a strong sense of boundaries. She likes to show power but does not like to play with power.

"In the past few days, she and Her Majesty Morgiana have been busy making a potion in the castle. I watched dozens of witches busying themselves, and carts of precious medicinal materials and various rare raw materials were transported inside. I don't understand these things." Bohemond smiled. The old Duke just complained about what he saw out of habit. He really didn't understand: "Well, I hope she can bring us some help."

While talking, the Old Guards moved a large bed from a carriage. This large bed looked renovated. It had a solid oak bed frame, a silver-plated bed, and a thick feather mattress. Veroni Melissa, Ka's direct disciple, was wearing a fiery red Jialan robe and brown high-heeled boots. She shouted at the sergeants of the Mousilon Coldstream Guards: "Be careful! You guys Guys, don't break this bed! This bed is the most precious thing of the female speaker. His Majesty the Sun King and the female speaker had their most beautiful first experience on this bed! If you break it, just wait. Let the Speaker and His Majesty hang you from a tree!"

"Ah!" Ryan screamed strangely, his face flushed, thinking that he would talk about this kind of thing? How did Veronica teach her apprentice? !

The expressions on the faces of a group of Holy Grail Knights, Duke Berhemond, and the two commanders of the Old Guard became strange. They suppressed their laughter, some covered their mouths, and some couldn't help laughing. Voice.

"Mr. Berhemond, you are smiling so happily." Ryan looked at the First Marshal who couldn't help but cover his mouth and said in a nonchalant manner.

"Your Majesty, please don't say that. Each of our Red Dragon family is an excellent knight. We are all very professional and generally don't laugh unless we can't help it." Bochmond said immediately and seriously.

"So you can't help it?" Ryan complained.

"I couldn't help it, Your Majesty. It wasn't a smile. I just seemed to have returned to my youth. I showed an expression as innocent as a child." Berhemond argued: "Your Majesty, everyone has childhood. .”

"Do you know why Veronica asked someone to move this big bed?" Ryan couldn't help but laugh when he saw the old Duke, the King of Knights said lightly.

"Ah?" Bohemond was stunned for a moment: "Your Majesty, this is a question between you and her. Is this...asking me?"

"Her meaning is very simple. If we can't survive this battle, she will die with me even if she dies." Ryan said softly, looking at the four-corner bed that was not convenient for transportation.

The faces of Birhemond, Bertrand and Raymond instantly became serious. The old Duke nodded: "Only such a woman is suitable to be your chief female courtier. Your Majesty, if Ms. Aurora and Ms. Theresa can both It would be nice to be as determined as Ms. Veronica.”

"What are Aurora and Theresa doing?" Ryan then asked, and the group walked towards the interior of the castle.

"They said they would build a large ice array in the castle according to your instructions." Bertrand continued: "They have mobilized a lot of manpower for this, but in my opinion, most of the time they just enjoy it. The camping life in the wild, and Ms. Aurora, her tone of voice has never been very pleasant."

"The ice witch is not as passionate as Veronica is the fire and light type." Ryan shook his head: "Now that I'm here, let's get ready. This will be the most difficult thing I have faced since I was born. A battle."

The heavy inner fort door was pushed open, and the original ruins had been cleaned and a large amount of new furniture had been added. Not far from the door, Francois and Callard were sitting together enjoying wine and barbecue skewers, with several people beside them. The attendant was roasting a large eggplant on the stove, and people were coming and going in the castle hall.

"Sir François, Sr. Callard, you really know how to enjoy it." Ryan smiled from afar.

"Hey, I'm still enjoying it. If it weren't for the coming threat, I should spend the winter in Helen Hilde now, my lord." The father-in-law touched his goatee and smiled: "Would you like to sit down and have a drink together? ?Tender mutton from Carcassonne, fine wine from Winford, and the skills of my super halfling chef."

"I really want to, but I have other things to do." Ryan declined: "Maybe after I finish the inspection."

"Her Majesty the Queen didn't come with you?" Kalad knew that this battle would be extremely difficult. Everyone already knew from Ryan and the Lady of the Lake who their enemy was - the oldest demon prince under Khorne, the King of Destruction. The species and its army of Khorne demons consist of at least three great demons and thousands of Khorne demons.

"Lidya Su went to make arrangements for Devon Hill." Ryan nodded: "She will come after the arrangements are made."

"Actually... forget it." Francois wanted to say something but shook his head. The father-in-law sighed: "Deven Hill is hiding? This is good. We all know how powerful you are, Angron. Your Excellency is so powerful that if you are a strong enemy, then it is best not to involve Devon Hill.”

"I know, the next battle, you two, please." Ryan said softly.

"Of course, even if it is for my grandson, my grandfather will fight to the end." Francois raised his wine glass.

"It is our duty." Kalad didn't say much, but he was firm.

After bidding farewell to Kalad and Francois, Ryan wanted to continue walking upstairs. At a corner in the inner room, the wood elf hero Alalos appeared with his personal bodyguard, the Gray Clothes. The damp ground and wooden steps nearby shone brightly: "Good morning, His Majesty the Sun King, Araloth, Lord of Tasien Woodland, has brought a decree from Queen Alaire of the Forest."

The gray-coated team all stood at attention and saluted. When these aloof and absolutely isolated wood elves faced Ryan, they inevitably showed gratitude and admiration on their faces. This was not politeness, but true respect and entanglement. Morgul, who had possessed the wood elves for thousands of years, was killed by Lion, and the corruption of Anmere was fading rapidly.

"What news did our Queen Alaire bring?" Ryan couldn't hide the smile on Aralos's face when he saw it. He spread his hands and deliberately gave Aralos a hug.

Aralos accepted Ryan's "enthusiasm" awkwardly. For some reason, he always felt that the eyes in Ryan's eyes were full of jest, sympathy and pity, but the wood elf hero could only bite the bullet and said: "Queen Alaire She is seriously ill and her strength is too damaged to fight in person, but Eislay and the Bretons are allies, and I will fight on Eislay's behalf, alongside the knights."

"Okay, having your help is a big benefit to us. Thank you Alalos." Ryan patted Alaros on the shoulder again and said seriously: "The seeds of destruction will not arrive so quickly. During this period of time, you can stay with you The army is ready to compete with Bertrand in archery."

"Green Arrow, he shot the ninth ring from four hundred meters away. He's been famous for a long time." Alaros raised his chin towards Bertrand with some arrogance.

"Lord of Tasien Woodland, Queen Alaire's divinely chosen champion, Your Excellency Alaros, it is a great honor..."

"BOOM!" A burst of explosions and the sound of shattering glass came from the castle tower, interrupting the call.

"Hurry up and take a look, my Majesty the Knight King." Aralos' head was full of black lines: "In the few hours I have been here, the upstairs has been bombed twice."

"Okay, I'll go up and have a look."

It took more than ten seconds to rush up the stairs. In the hall on the third floor of the castle, Veronica, dressed in fiery red, was yelling angrily: "Hundan! Why is it this critical moment that causes problems for me! I know you have already You are old, just this time, let me use it for the last time, okay? I will let you retire when I am done using it!"

"Calm down, Veronica." Morgiana's voice came: "There is still a lot of time, let us try again."

"Who are you planning to retire?" Ryan's voice came from far away, and the King of Knights emerged from the spiral staircase.

"Oh! My dear, you're here~? Great, come and help me!" "Ryan, you're finally here! Do you want me to make you something to eat?"

Veronica and Morgiana shouted one after another. Seeing Ryan's appearance, the female speaker's face was still ugly, but she felt much more relaxed as if she had found the key, while Morgiana was happy. Involuntarily, the Lake God Witch checked to see if there was no one else present, and quickly strode over.

Today Veronica is wearing a Positano Rose Castle Jiao Kite red-sleeved dress. The female speaker’s long dark brown hair is draped over her shoulders. The low-cut dress firmly squeezes the fullness of her chest out of two semicircles and a ravine. The skirt only reached 15 centimeters above the knees. A pair of long legs wrapped in black velvet translucent crystal glossy pantyhose took a step horizontally. Her small black silk feet stepped on a pair of black patent leather polished high heels. The sweet and lovely woman The Speaker stood in the middle of three telescopes and was adjusting them.

Morgiana, the Witch of the Lake, Fontainebleau, slightly see-through tie and pleated skirt. Unlike Veronica, Morgiana has never dared to dress as boldly as Veronica except when getting along in private. She also Her plump chest was completely covered by the dress up to her bow tie, and the hem of the skirt also covered about 10 centimeters below her knees. Only her calves wearing white lace opaque pantyhose and nude fish-mouth high heels could be seen.

"What happened? Veronica, who are you contacting with the telescope?" Ryan hugged Morgiana first, and then asked Veronica: "Where are Aurora and Theresa?"

"The mother and daughter are now setting up a magic circle high in the Oracle Mountains." Morgiana answered, and the Lake God Witch leaned directly on Ryan: "As for Veronica, she is trying to compete with the White Tower. Lord Mage Teclis sent a message asking if there is any powerful spell that can deal with the Seed of Destruction."

"Ryan~ Don't be busy talking to Morgiana, come and help me." Veronica impatiently manipulated the extremely chaotic magical wind, the telescope trembled back and forth, Ulthuan was shrouded in fog and the ridicule of demons , and even Ryan could see the figure of Slaanesh's powerful demon Kali from time to time. The King of Knights stepped forward: "I will come."

Veronica and Ryan worked together to finally sort out the extremely chaotic magical wind.

A curtain opened, and in the light of three telescopes, the projection of the Supreme Mage Teclis appeared here.

"Gui'an, Ms. Veronica, and the ladies' chosen champion Ryan Macado, in this extremely dark and complicated era that forces us to seek any hope and abandon any disputes and hatred in the past, what do you have? Do you need my answer?" Teclis' expression was as calm as ever, and the eyes of the Supreme Master of the White Tower were pure.

Veronica told Tigris the news of the arrival of the Seed of Destruction. The Supreme Mage frowned after hearing this: "If this is the case, then the Seed of Destruction is very old, very, very old. His age is not only older than the entire elf. The lifespan of any race is longer, even far longer than the lifespan of the Demon Toad."

"Is there any way to deal with this guy?" Veronica was not interested in what Teclis said. She only cared about how to deal with the Seed of Destruction.

"I have a great spell, it might be useful, please write it down first." Tigris told Veronica a very ancient great spell to seal light - the Sealing Sword of Light.

After spending five minutes, Tigris asked Veronica to memorize the spell. He said that he knew very little and he could only help so much. But when Veronica was about to turn off the communication, Tigris Reese signaled to wait.

"Ryan," Teclis said, "Be prepared."

"Ready?" Ryan looked confused.

"Witch King Malekith has been chosen by Phoenix Lord Asuryan. He is being guided by fate. The throne of Ulthuan is waiting for its destined master." Teclis said: "Please remember, you You are on the same side as me and Lilith, and you must support the Witch King’s accession to the throne, even if you don’t like him.”

"……I see."

"The End of Time has begun for more than a year. Even if the situation is not too bad for us now, the fact that the Eternal Chosen has not been dispatched means that Chaos is still testing our reaction." Teclis closed his eyes: "I predict that you will play the most important role. You are very likely to decide whether the world will go to destruction, continuation, or rebirth. You decide how to do it. Please don't let me, Lilith, high elves and all Mortal disappointment.”

After speaking, Teclis turned off the communication.

Does it decide everything? Ryan pinched his chin.

Don't think so much now, the most important thing now is...survive!

While Ryan was making preparations intensively, a clipper from Marienburg also landed in Bordeaux.

A group of First Guards Lancers and a carriage disembarked from the clipper. This luxurious carriage looked very strange. Along the way, as long as it was seen by outsiders, the passengers in the carriage never said a word. The curtains They were always pulled tightly, the windows were locked, and the carriage door was always closed. Except for the occasional words that Beria would say a few words to the window and bring some food, the passengers never interacted with the outside world.

In this way, the hussars escorted the carriage to the Kuilau Tomb Belt, their final destination.

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