The Sun King's Evidence

Ryan let go of her, and the dark elf lay beside Ryan. Even a thick quilt could not hide her bumpy and proud figure.

"Master, you should organize your own manpower. You should write letters and let people from different countries, places and even different races form your subordinates." Orika said hesitantly: "The followers of the Lady of the Lake are certainly loyal. But that may not be loyalty to you.”

"Master, you must not rely too much on the Lady of the Lake. It is true that you are her divine choice, but..." Olica seemed to hesitate to speak. She thought for a while and then said in a tactful tone: "Your vassals will always be more loyal to you."

"If Master is willing, I am willing to help you. I can handle things like documents. Drucci also has many ways to ensure the loyalty of his subordinates..." Olika's long black hair like satin fell on the pillow. she said carefully.

"I think your methods may not work very well, or they may not be suitable for use here in Britannia." Ryan sat up and said: "But I am willing to let you try it. You can usually help me with some paperwork. Just work and make suggestions, and I’ll see how it goes.”

"Thank you, Master." The dark elf knew that she had received Ryan's preliminary approval. She was about to turn over and pretend that everything was over, but Ryan continued: "Then you must have your request?"

"Yes...Master, please don't throw me away or give me to others." Olica didn't dare to look at Ryan's face, so she covered her head with a quilt.

Along the way, she has suffered from the greedy and lustful gazes of humans. Many humans looked at her with upward gazes, but that was because she was the maid of the person in front of her. If her current identity was removed, that gaze would change. If you squint and look down, those humans will really rush over to get you.

With his own weak strength, he will really be forced to stand on the thatch and do such and such things.

Instead of lying on a soft velvet bed, covered with a gold quilt, wearing satin pajamas, and having no worries about food and clothing.

"Behave well and stay by my side. I will ensure your safety." Ryan smiled meaningfully: "When talking about other people's loyalty, you'd better think about whether you are loyal first."

To this day, he remains deeply suspicious of the Dark Elves' loyalty.

Raising his head and looking outside thoughtfully, he motioned to Olica to rest first: "You go to sleep first, someone is coming to see me."

From just now, he could already feel someone calling him.

"Okay, Master!" Orika quickly wrapped herself in the quilt.

…

After simply changing his clothes, Ryan left the castle alone. He rode a horse and ran towards the depths of Chalon Forest.

Although he didn't understand why those people would call him at this time, but since they had arrived here in advance and called him, he should come out to see them.

Rushing into the dark forest, Ryan raised his war hammer. The strong spiritual light dispelled the darkness and sent a response signal to outsiders in the forest.

So ten minutes after entering the forest, four tall figures with golden helmets appeared in front of Ryan.

They are the Imperial Guards sent by the Emperor to help Lion. Each of them is three meters tall, wearing golden power armor and pointed helmets, with a bunch of red tassels on the top of the helmet.

...It looked like they were having a barbecue, and Ryan found that these four guys were putting a deer on the fire. One of the Custodes was responsible for skinning it, one of the Custodes was responsible for skewering the meat, and another Custodian was turning the grill.

After noticing Ryan's appearance, the leader of the Imperial Guards shouted happily: "Welcome! Dear Primarch, you are finally here. Since we learned that you will be enfeoffed in this place, we have been here After waiting for more than ten days, you are finally here!"

"Stop talking so much, big guy, let our master primarch join us in our barbecue party!" A forbidden soldier shouted: "Move quickly, otherwise the meat will be burnt."

"Come on, come on! Come on, Lord Primarch, let's talk while we eat!" The leader of the imperial army enthusiastically slapped Ryan on the shoulder with a force that could kill a normal person: "The little man's roasted meat is among us. Best, by the way, Lord Primarch, did you bring any wine?"

"..." Ryan was speechless and didn't know what to say. He opened his mouth and said after a long time: "Yes."

"Then what are you waiting for? Fine wine and barbecue. I haven't had it in years!" The three-meter-tall leader of the Forbidden Army quickly pulled Ryan to sit down.

So the new Baron Jean inexplicably joined a tuberose barbecue party.

Ten minutes later.

"Cheers!!!" Four military flasks collided with the mug in Ryan's hand, causing beer foam to splash everywhere.

"Ten thousand years have passed, and I have never been so happy. Your Majesty told us that he has revived and we have a new original body!" A forbidden soldier sat on a severed tree trunk. He took off his helmet, revealing a The face of a man in his thirties.

You can feel that his face is covered with wind and frost, but his spirit is still very good and his interest is also very high.

So this is why you are having a barbecue on my property? Ryan thought with his head full of dark threads.

"How did you guys find this place?" The four Imperial Guards were sent by the Emperor to help him. Ryan had to drink heavily, eat meat, and then asked his doubts.

"The Primarch is still very famous. We 'asked' a few passing nobles and learned that the Primarch is about to go to the Zeon Territory to take up the post of baron, so we are waiting for you here in advance." The leader of the Forbidden Army nodded. He bit off a large piece of barbecue in one bite: "Don't worry, we have dealt with all the non-human creatures that saw us. As for humans, we tell them that we are the so-called envoys of God in this world."

"Okay." Ryan could only accept the situation helplessly. He took a sip of beer and then said, "Then I'll have to ask a few people for help in the next period of time."

"We will help you guard your castle, but we will not help you go on an expedition. We will protect your family and your friends, but we will not hinder your growth." The leader of the Imperial Army told Ryan the order from the emperor: "We It will only ensure that you can continue your mission without any worries, which is His Majesty’s order.”

"Thank you very much, what do you call me?" This is actually what Ryan wants. Obviously, the strength of these emperor's imperial guards has approached the highest level in the world. The emperor does not want their existence to hinder his growth.

"You can call me Big Man, and then this is Little Man, Big Sheep and Black Gloves." The leader of the Forbidden Army said with a smile.

"Uh, can I know your real name?" Ryan thought to himself, aren't these just nicknames?

"My real name? My real name is Pablo Diego Jose Francisco de Carlos Paula Juan Alba de Rose Remedios da Silva. Cipriano Felipe La Santiago Trinidad…”

"That's enough, that's enough. I'll just call you by your nickname!" Ryan said quickly.

He had forgotten that the Emperor's Imperial Guard only had one name at the beginning, but with each completed mission, they would be given a new name as a symbol of glory.

Over time, these forbidden troops will have hundreds of names...

"Actually, we also use nicknames to call each other, which makes it easier for us to communicate!" The big man skewered a whole piece of grilled golden and crispy deer steak on a wooden skewer and handed it to Ryan: "Come on, our original body, Ryan -Makado."

"Okay then." Ryan also let go of his baggage and ate together with the four Forbidden Army soldiers.

"I remember we haven't eaten such authentic food in many years." The big man grabbed a roasted deer leg and started to chew on it. Ryan felt that he had been hungry for a long time, so he smiled and said: "There is no such thing in the palace. Plant something?"

"Yes, yes..." the little man continued: "It's just that most of the time we eat synthetic food, there are also foods with natural ingredients, but most of them are sealed in cans."

"And compared to the important task of protecting His Majesty, what you eat is not important." The big man added.

"Oh, by the way, we came here to bring you something this time." The Imperial Guard nicknamed Big Sheep suddenly stood up. He and the Imperial Guard nicknamed Black Gloves were carrying a large The iron box came to Ryan.

"Is this?" Ryan had a premonition and stood up.

"This is a finely crafted power armor composed of the Gray Knight's Holy Shield, which was tailor-made for you by Belisarius Caul, the great sage of the Martian Mechanicus, after receiving His Majesty's order." Black Gloves opened the iron box: "Please Try it."

"good!"

When the silver full-body finely crafted power armor is worn on his body, Ryan can feel the endless power gathering in the armor. His spiritual energy drives the countless functions of this plate armor. In addition to creating a holy shield energy field to resist long-range attacks and pass through Psionically driven to repair himself, there are many more capabilities for him to discover.

In the forest, the Custodes drank with Lion.

…………

The next morning, Ryan returned to the Baron's castle alone.

The Forbidden Army has been hiding in the dark, and there are still many places to hide in the baron. Ryan agreed with them that the Forbidden Army would not appear if they did not encounter a powerful enough enemy.

What really matters is Ryan's own growth. This is the main reason why the Emperor sent the Forbidden Army to help Ryan. He hopes that Ryan can grow up without worries, instead of leaving everything to the Forbidden Army to handle.

And Ryan could vaguely feel that the Emperor's Imperial Army might have other missions when they came to this world, because the big man who led the team said that his father was very interested in the ancient holy ruins in Lustria.

But this has nothing to do with him for the time being.

The land inspection order has been issued. As a tax officer, Gasparton is leading his soldiers to carefully inspect the farmland and population of the Baron of Jean to ensure that every piece of land can be taxed. Lopez and Al Fred was also involved in the operation.

Ryan was sitting in the office on the second floor of the castle.

He is going to design his own family crest.

Any great noble must have his own family coat of arms. Now that Ryan is a baron, he also needs to have his own family coat of arms.

A real family coat of arms is very complicated, and Ryan did not intend to design it that complicated. However, the three pieces of the family coat of arms - coat of arms, crown, and motto - must be considered.

The coat of arms represents the symbol of the family, the crest represents the family's status, and the motto represents the family's tradition.

Lane didn't intend to be original because he already had something he could draw from.

So our new baron leaned over the table and started designing his own.

Emilia, the head maid, and Olica, his personal maid, both stood beside him and looked at his creation.

"Mr. Ryan, did you choose the red and white coat of arms?" Amelia asked.

"Yeah!" Ryan nodded.

The design of a coat of arms has relatively deep requirements for the use of color. A qualified coat of arms is generally composed of two colors, namely metallic color (gold and silver) and background color (blue, red, purple, black, green). The colors between them should be clear to ensure that they are not easily confused.

First, a vertical line in the middle separates the two colors red and white, and then a book pattern appears in the middle of the coat of arms. A sharp sword passes through the book from top to bottom, and the top of the book is covered with A bright red seal.

A baronial crest is placed at the top of the coat of arms, which represents Lane's baron status.

"I always feel like something is missing." Ryan raised his head and asked Emilia.

"Well~Mr. Lane, why did you put the sword through a book?" Emilia thought for a while and asked.

"Because knowledge is power." Ryan smiled.

"I always feel that something is missing. Many families use animals or symbols in their heraldry. Master, I think you should add something. If it is just like this, it will be too monotonous." Orika also put forward her own opinion.

After opening his heart last night, the dark elf's face seemed to be less cold and more humane.

So Ryan immersed himself in his homework and did not notice the changes in the room at all.

A silver skull is placed in the middle of the book with the coat of arms.

"Well, that's good." Seeing the silver skull, Ryan said with satisfaction.

"Why do you always like to decorate yourself with skulls?" A moving female voice said in his ear, and at the same time, a burst of fragrance of flowers and grass entered his senses.

"Because skeletons are a symbol of human holiness!" Ryan said matter-of-factly. At the same time, he was a little surprised. Why were his two maids talking so close to him?

He suddenly realized something was wrong.

Raising his head, the fairy in the lake was looking at him with a smile: "My lady?!"

"Designing a family crest?" The Lake Fairy first smiled at Emilia, then looked at Olika with her cold eyes for a while, and then waved for them to go down.

The two maids immediately withdrew. Among them, Olica glanced at the Lake Fairy intently, and a light flashed in her eyes.

Sure enough, this so-called patron saint of the Knight Kingdom is that...

updated! I will be writing some farming plots in the recent period, which is inevitable, so please be patient.