The Sun King's Evidence

"I saw fire.

Spreading from under your feet.

I heard thunder.

Rattling on the road.

Don't call me a liar.

Because I saw blazing fire.

About to swallow everything. "

————The new Imperial Royal Chief Grand Wizard and Supreme Dean of Amber Academy Greg Mattak.

Greg Mattak was lying in the stables of the Imperial Royal Zoo, sleeping soundly.

As the Chief Grand Wizard of the Imperial Palace, Mattak can of course live in the second best room in the Imperial Palace or have the Imperial Royal Hotel open a king's suite. As long as he wants, even when Brunswick's food reserves are stretched, he can Hundreds of barrels of delicacies can still be prepared from the warehouse, including refined wheat flour from Aveline, fine snowflake beef from Middenland, top-notch high-end wine from Britannia, delicious halfling desserts, and Reikland’s A variety of high-end luxury grilled sausages.

Yes, as one of the Iron Triangle with the highest status in the imperial court (along with the Emperor and Marshal Rick), Mattak deserves to enjoy so much, and at the beginning, whether it was Sernus Gehrman, the supreme dean of the Flame Academy, or the Great Alchemist This is what General Galt did - the former blew up an unknown number of imperial properties, and at the same time constantly organized expeditions to go to Obien to die. The latter also mobilized a large number of resources, and the emperor even appointed him as the leader of Sol. Governor, it is unimaginable for a wizard to hold the military and political power of a former province at the same time.

Mattak didn't do that.

Because he knows very well that the mismatch between Germany and Germany is happening to him. He does not have the seniority and brilliant record of being a magic consultant for decades like Sernus Gehrman, and he is even less likely to be like Guy. Like Geert, he defeated all the great wizards of the empire with his ultimate alchemy, and he had both hands on military magic. The imperial army relied on Gelt's Qianmen great spell to overturn the situation countless times.

Matak had neither excellent qualifications nor the strength to stand out from the crowd. He was appointed without even going through the Grand Wizard Duel in the "Night of Thousand Magics", which put him in a very disadvantageous position.

Of course there is another reason, that is, it is difficult for him to fall asleep in a luxurious suite. Mattak prefers to be at home with the smell of manure, the itching of flea stings and the stinging of hay. He even let a mixed-blood horse The elf war horse first peed next to the haystack and then pooped some more. Then he was satisfied with the smell and fell asleep on the haystack.

But what appeared in Mattak's dream was a nightmarish scene.

In a huge kingdom of decay and decay, a Titan was lying on his back on the withered earth. The leather armor on his body rotted and disintegrated with a pungent stench. His originally sacred and magnificent antlers had been poisoned by poison. The vines were entangled, and his whole body was covered with dark green moss, with a large number of flies floating on it. His strong body was covered with burning black warts, and his torso was tightly tied to the black suffocating vines, which looked like suffocating vines. The hungry snake coiled and shrank.

Mattak vaguely knew who this Titan was, but he was speechless.

A beautiful woman is looking after the Titan, an otherworldly pure goddess. His innocent face alone can heal the soul, His gentle touch can heal the worst wounds, He is laboriously trying to heal the Titan's pain, He is crying, His tears could have driven away the most vicious and horrific diseases in the world.

At this moment, He was powerless. Matak could feel that His power seemed to have become very weak, much like Fang Ji recovering from a serious injury or a serious illness.

"Tal, father, stand up, stand up."

"Tal, my love, don't give up, stay strong."

The goddess called in vain. Only Tal's increasingly cloudy eyes that moved unconsciously in his absence proved that the human god-king had not fallen.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh walking that coming? Barely able to breathe, he roared at the top of his lungs, finally feeling better after alerting the guards at the Royal Zoo.

Matak decided to immediately go to the self-proclaimed Imperial Regent, Marshal Reik Helberg, and tell him all this.

Almost at the same time, Marshal Rick Helberg woke up from bouts of heart palpitations. He found himself lying on the table with his saliva soaking the exquisite parchment scroll. That terrible scene always lingered in Helberg's mind. It won’t go away.

Heffengen was defeated, Karl-Franz fell, and the emperor fell from the sky riding a death claw and landed in the army of the Chaos Warriors. The war failed, and not a single one of the hundreds of thousands of imperial elites remained.

This nightmare has been repeated in Helberg's mind for more than ten times, and it pains him every time.

The old man was so angry that he almost slapped everything on the table away.

But he forcibly restrained himself. He took a deep breath, grabbed a piece of bread, took two bites of it and mixed it with a few sips of dark beer. Then he stood up and opened the window.

The imperial capital, Charlemagne’s throne, Braunschweig, the first city in the old world, had made Heilberg proud and obsessed with it countless times.

But now the city is dying of disease.

The roads are covered with black dead moss, and disease-carrying vines are climbing up the buildings. Helberg hired more than 30,000 temporary cleaners to clean them day and night, but they were unable to stop its spread. Now half of the city has been destroyed. Moss and vines covered it, and even the glass windows of the Imperial Palace began to show traces of moss.

The Reik and Weizen rivers that run through the city were blocked by silt. There were either yellow-green stains, foam, or large amounts of mossy silt on the rivers. The rivers were blocked. Heilberg let the Braunschweig Pier Gang use everything they had. No effort can be made to dredge the river.

The plague called malaria spreads rapidly in the city, and about 100,000 people have been infected. Except for one or two boxes of wood elf medicine imported from the Oliver channel in Brittany deep in the palace, there is no specific medicine.

Deep grief enveloped Helberg's heart, but the old coach did not dare to slack off at all.

The empire of his master, Karl Franz, was falling apart. Thirty years after taking the throne, Emperor Karl Franz managed to unite the empire through a series of civil and military exploits, political skills, military intimidation, and exchange of interests. And now this With the deaths of the emperor and several key electors, things fell apart.

Heilberg could not cope with the request of Acting Archbishop Esme III for the "Reference Opinion on the Excommunication of Luther Huss and Wotten". Heilberg could not cope with the snowflakes that the entire imperial cabinet bureaucrats sent him every day asking him to deal with it. Heilberg was unable to cope with the collapse of the entire empire's economic situation and his dissatisfaction with the indiscriminate issuance of military invoices. The old commander had no experience in dealing with these matters.

If Heilberg was honest enough, it was not until the past few days that he truly understood the glorious achievements and extraordinary personal abilities of Emperor Karl-Franz.

Electors, chamberlains, wizards, engineers, and generals arrived endlessly, and every hour presented him with new demands, either vital or trivial. Temporarily, his threats won the obedience of the three electors and ensured his control of the city's defense works.

Only temporarily.

Helberg knew very well that Emmanuel's mother and son were planning on the throne. Geisel really wanted to control the military power and he did still have a fortune in his hands that could win over people's hearts. Haut Anderson had no soldiers, no money, and was impoverished but couldn't. To thwart the Elector's attempts to get his hands on finances and logistics, he addressed more than once the Braunschweig Quay Gang and various corporate bodies in the city.

The old commander knew that he had to work hard and persevere. Even if he was the only one left, he would still maintain the glory of the empire!

Walking out of the door and the deep corridor, the smell of Aspergillus spores came, and the old handsome face became more and more ugly.

Have moss and poison ivy spread here?

Waiting outside the gate were the imperial royal chief grand wizard Greg Mattak and the grand master of the Rick Knights, Hans Zentler.

Matak came up and said directly: "My Imperial Regent, the plague is spreading and the city is being engulfed by Nurgle's corruption."

"Yes, I know." Helberg looked at Mattak angrily, as if to warn him, but the old coach thought that finally there was a guy who realized the seriousness of the problem, and he wanted to express his appreciation. and recognized it, but his ferocious expression was no different from the Chaos Demon that Matak saw in his dream: "So what can you do? My chief wizard?"

"How? Didn't I come to find you?" Mattak was obviously irritated by Helberg's plan. The chief wizard said: "Give me 500 people, give me your old soldiers, bring the best firearms and Equipped, I will take them into the sewers to search for the source of the plague."

"500 people? Fully armed? Old soldiers?" Heilberg looked at Mattak with an idiotic expression: "Do you think I will agree? Shouldn't it be your job to expel corruption? Otherwise, the emperor will appoint you as a royal What is the chief wizard doing? I heard someone said that the Brunswick sewer is at least 48 kilometers long. Are you sick or am I sick?"

"Since I have been appointed as the royal chief wizard, I obviously have the right..." Matak tried to emphasize his power.

"You should learn to solve problems on your own. My great wizard, Thernus-Gelman, will burn these plagues with a fire, and Gelt will melt everything with a molten metal flow. But what about you? You will only watch. Wait, and then ask me for help like a beggar?" Heilberg tried to stay calm.

"I will do my best, but the situation is different now..."

"no difference!"

"These plagues are killing the city, my marshal, I noticed your soldiers inside the city..."

"Oh my god, my god, Charlemagne, can you only ask questions? The emperor appointed you to solve problems, not to ask questions!"

"I'm just trying to solve the problem!"

"Then go quickly!" Helberg's saliva sprayed on Matak's face, and the old commander yelled: "Go to the Salia Church or someone else, don't come to me, this is not our priority. matter! Go and deal with these plagues, immediately!”

"What are your priorities?" Matak was also angry, and the great amber wizard roared out like a gryphon: "Is it to pursue stolen goods and support? Ah! What kind of Khorne decision? If the emperor is still here..."

"That's enough!!!" Helberg immediately drew out the Rune Fang: "Get out of here now! Go and do your business, don't force me to remove you!"

Matak took a deep look at Helberg, then looked at the Rune Fang in his hand, sneered, and turned around to leave.

After Mattak left, Heilberg looked at the great mentor Hans Zentler: "What's the matter?"

Zentler was covered in sweat at this time, and he whispered: "Marshal, the pursuit of stolen goods and financial aid...can't continue."

Due to the serious shortage of finances and food and the need for large-scale conscription, Heilberg, in addition to indiscriminately issuing military tickets, ordered the army to conduct a "chasing and paying campaign" across the entire city of Braunschweig and even the Reich Territory.

Led by Hans Gentle and Heinrich von Christvoll, the two mentors of Rick's Guards, and Hans Zentler, the grand mentor of Rick's Knights, announced a " Pursue the dirt and help pay."

To be honest, this move is actually similar to when Sulia summoned a meeting of knights and nobles to defend Corona. The knight queen relied on this moment to pull out a private army of 10,000 nobles and made the nobles willingly spit out a large number of soldiers. The pen is made of real money and silver, so that he can fight with Sigvald and win a great victory, becoming famous in the old world.

But when it comes to how to implement it, how to persuade the nobles with language skills, how to make the nobles believe that they can be rewarded in the future, and how to make the nobles realize the huge losses and their fundamental interests if the capital is not defended, it all depends on the individual. political skills and negotiation skills.

Heilberg's execution directly turned into forced apportionment. The old commander believed that the nobles of these empires must still have a lot of money and food reserves in their homes, so he directly implemented a "one size fits all" policy, that is, how much should be paid for the title of duke, and the amount of earl. How many titles should be paid, how many viscounts, how many barons, how many knights of the fief, how many chambers of commerce and wealthy free people.

The most troublesome thing is that Sulia held a palace tea party to negotiate, but Helberg believed that the palace could not be trusted and the army should do it.

As mentioned before, the only qualified troops in Heilberg's hands were actually Brunswick's 1,000 standing army and the "old battalions" composed of more than 1,000 remnants of the Franz Guards Army he brought back from the north. The newly formed 70,000 Many "Brunswick Royal Guards" were good and bad, and many local ruffians and rogue gangs had mixed in. The 50,000 Nuer elites who were well-disciplined and could receive military pay and lunch on time were not allowed to enter the city.

Under such circumstances, the recruits were extremely excited when they heard that the "dirt hunting aid" was to be used for "military pay." They instantly became proficient in using the rules, extorting money and even lynching, going from house to house to ask for money. He soon lost control, and for a while no one dared to dress smartly on the street anymore. Second-hand rags became a hot commodity, for fear that others would know that his family was rich.

And the most rogue thing is that Heilberg used military coupons indiscriminately to plunder wealth from the market, nobles and civilians, but when collecting taxes and recovering stolen money, he demanded that it must be real money.

"Almost everyone is against it now, Marshal, if we continue, we will fall into civil war before Chaos arrives." Zentler knelt down directly on one knee. He looked like he was about to cry: "I am an Imperial citizen and an The emperor has certified the identity of the Grand Master of the Knights to implore you, my marshal, please stop!"

Heilberg looked at Zentler, as if gauging his credibility and loyalty.

After a long time, the old commander asked: "What happened to those Damn Separatists from Marienburg?"

"They are hiding in the Chamber of Commerce Mansion in Nancheng District..." Zentler told Heilberg the situation.

More than a hundred iron-blooded capitalists from the upper and lower chambers of Marienburg fled from Marienburg and took refuge in the imperial capital. They first demanded "equal status" and emphasized that they would "fight bloody battles to the last soldier." Issue a document stating "Personal property is sacrosanct."

Unfortunately, they were facing Ryan's young maid and eldest son. The young maid looked like "Do you think the Iron-Blooded Duchess of Bennur will believe your lies?" and ordered all their wealth to be confiscated, with a total value of about 1.3 million gold coins. currency and a large amount of supplies.

Although the iron-blooded capitalists have many guards, they cannot stop the Nuer army.

But Emilia didn't do it right. She returned things worth 150,000 gold coins in proportion to the Marienburg merchants headed by Grand Duke Valverde, and told them that we Nuer people will remember your donations.

In any case, Marienburg merchants still control a large number of old world sales channels and relationship networks. In the future, Nuer's industrial products will continue to sell well all over the world. Emilia learned this from Sulia. , you have to beat them, and you have to cut the leeks regularly, but you won’t beat them to death with a stick. Business is an important source of tax revenue.

"Send someone to find the baroness. Since so much has been confiscated, at least... spit out the 70,000 to 800,000 yuan!" Heilberg said coldly: "I know about this, and I will help you with the money." Stop it for now."

"Yes..." Zentler just breathed a sigh of relief when Heilberg asked: "Has the messenger asking for help from Britannia set off?"

"I was about to say this." Zentler reported quickly.

After Heilberg asked the Imperial Parliament to ask for help from Britannia, what did the Imperial Court under the Imperial Parliament do?

The first step is to summon the palace ministers, diplomats, post bureaucrats, suitable messengers, and scholars from Brunswick.

The second step is to convene an important meeting to ensure that important leaders from various departments are fully present, which can play a role in promoting the solution to the problem.

The third step is to express the opinions of all parties and fully discuss the following issues: the importance of choosing a messenger, the importance of the rhetoric of letters, the consequences of asking for help, the consequences of not asking for help, and the possible costs of the arrival of the Brittanian cavalry.

The fourth step is for all department leaders to explain that their department’s work has nothing to do with asking for help or delivering letters.

Let the messenger and the scholar make their own choices. If the messenger decides to send the letter, the messenger himself bears all the responsibilities. If Ryan does not come to the rescue or he misunderstands, then the scholar who wrote the letter bears all the responsibilities and it is not the problem of various departments.

If no one is sent to deliver the letter, then this problem does not exist.

Therefore, no messenger dared to send a letter, no scholar dared to write a letter, and the matter of asking for help was delayed.

Heilberg closed his eyes in pain, these bureaucrats!

It's hard to accomplish something, but there are ten thousand ways to fail at it!

"...Send someone to tell them." Heilberg's deep voice sounded: "They just need to send the message for help as soon as possible. Do it right away, do it immediately. Within an hour, I have to see the message from the courier. Send out Braunschweig!”

"However, this matter is very important..." Zentler wanted to say more.

"Tell them!!! I, Kurt Helberg, bear all the stakes and all the responsibilities!!!" The old coach roared hysterically: "Just say it! Everything is my order and mine. Responsibility, is this okay!? Or do you want me to sign the regent order? Then I will sign it now! Satisfy them! Satisfy them, we must ask for help! We can't wait! It will take time for Ryan Malcador to assemble the army, Marienburg is gone , it’s impossible for all the Brittanian knights to fly over the Ax Bite Pass!”

Zentler nodded silently, this is what everyone was waiting for.

Now that the boss takes the blame, it will be easier for everyone.

After finishing speaking, Heilberg had become angry several times. Heilberg was about to walk out, but Zentler still stopped him: "There is also this thing, please be sure to take a look."

Zentler held a roll of thick and exquisite parchment in his hand. Its workmanship surpassed any current technology in the empire. Heilberg took it and found that the signature on it was "V.V.C" and the seal was very gorgeous and ancient. It was probably It’s a style from 1,000 years ago: “This is it?”

"We found this on top of the palace with blood all around."

Helberg hesitated for a moment, then unfolded the parchment.

Black and red ink stains came into view.

This letter will be sent out in the form of a free chapter in the afternoon. I will basically copy the content of the letter from the Tieba boss’ polished translation, so I definitely can’t use it directly to defraud everyone of their money. Please understand.