The Sun King's Evidence

This is a red demon prince that is five to six meters tall. It has huge wings and holds a giant battle ax. There are countless skulls hanging on its body and it is roaring in despair.

"Father, Father!!!" The fallen Primarch of the Demonic Ascension seemed unable to speak coherently. It was just shouting for its father over and over again, even though it was on the verge of defeat under the siege of the Emperor and Jonson. He suffered several shocking wounds and even lost a hand.

It still persists, it persists in despair.

However, facing the double attacks from the Emperor and Johnson, it was finally unable to escape the fate of defeat. The tall figure was pierced through the chest by the Emperor's giant sword and Johnson's giant sword, and the fallen original body of the demon fell to the ground. , its shell composed of matter gradually disappears, and the soul and energy are about to return to the subspace.

"Hurry up! Chaos has noticed my return!" The Emperor stretched out his hand, and the endless power formed a giant storm that swept through the subspace. The soul of the demon primarch and the chaotic energy body that composed it were destroyed by humans. The Lord forcibly pulled it out of the subspace.

The stars trembled.

Only the most powerful human lord can accomplish such a miracle.

"What should we do next? Father?" Zhuangson suffered some minor injuries, but this was not a serious problem for the original body. He could fully recover in just a day or two.

"Now, it's time to send this guy over there for purification. Leon, take your people and let's go!"

"Withdraw! Withdraw!"

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In mid-April, Britannia, the capital of the Duchy of Winford, Helen Hilde.

Holy Grail Knight Ryan led the knights who had returned from victory into the city. They were triumphant and elated because they had brought back truckloads of loot and truckloads of robber heads.

In seven days, all five bandit strongholds were eradicated.

Although it is impossible to completely eliminate the banditry, Duke Winford will no longer have to worry about it in the near future.

And just in the past few days, the knights of Winford have witnessed with their own eyes what cruelty is.

In all bandit fortresses, Ryan rushes directly to the fortress alone first. Any bandit's long-range weapons are ineffective against the Holy Grail Knight. Then Ryan uses his griffon hammer to directly break through the door or even the wall, giving the defender an advantage. Disappearing, the dismounted knights followed and charged in.

Whether it's wood, stone or even an iron door, Ryan can see through it without fail.

Too violent.

Simple, crude, direct, and effective, so relying on this tactic that was not considered a tactic, the knights won successive victories. The robbers simply did not have the capital to fight the dismounted knights in close combat. Once the knights got close, they would be devastating.

On the way into the city, many bards were already telling of Ryan's series of glorious feats, such as single-handedly challenging the Doomsday Bull, winning the duel of champions, exposing the shady secrets of the Aesthetic Society, killing the champion of Khorne, and killing the Greenskin Warlord in the Battle of Corusan. Two, one wyvern.

But this does not include his latest story of eradicating banditry. Obviously, because this incident just happened, poets and dramatists have not yet written new poems and scripts.

Flowers and applause continued to be given to the knights who returned in triumph, which made many young knights errant feel a little elated. Fortunately, they fully realized that if it were not for Ryan's existence, victory would not come so easily, so they would not lose their composure.

It's just that their triumphant look is just superficial.

So on the way back to the castle, Sulia, who was walking side by side with Ryan, sighed: "It's too easy, Lord Ryan, you are fueling their pride and making them not know that the sky is high and the earth is high. Not every war will be the same." A powerful Holy Grail knight like Mr. Lane can easily destroy those stone walls and wooden doors, giving them a chance to win a close battle, which makes them feel that the war is too simple."

Ryan always felt that the Duke's daughter was a little dissatisfied with the recklessness and bloody nature of the young knights-errant in Britannia, so he smiled and said: "This is too easy for me, Miss Sulia, my duty is Eliminating these bandits and uprooting their strongholds is not about training these knights-errant."

The female knight's eyes flashed, and she was about to continue the topic, but Ryan had already continued his topic: "Speaking of which... Yuri seems to be not married yet? Is he already twenty-six years old? No. Can anyone introduce me?"

"Brother... there were many introductions, but he was not satisfied, and he was not in a hurry." Sulia could only respond: "Because my brother and Mr. Ryan are in a similar state, I believe Mr. Ryan can also understand. "

Ryan can really understand this, because he and Julius are both legendary powerhouses. At this level, they will not age until they reach a hundred years old, so getting married later is not a big problem. You can wait a little longer until you are satisfied.

For example, his godfather Ivan did not get married until he was almost fifty years old.

In the pavilion of Helen Hilde's Duke of Winford Castle, François was also talking to a middle-aged man with half-white hair and beard. This middle-aged man was probably around fifty years old and was dressed extremely well. Wearing an earl's satin dress and holding a gentleman's cane, he sat on the side of the pavilion.

He is Lane's nominal superior, the Marquis of Connery-Ascot.

When the two of them sit together, the Grand Duke looks younger.

"It's so powerful, seven days, five robber dens." The Marquis still had a sad look on his face, and his hoarse voice was full of helplessness and admiration: "And my knights fought several times but failed. Instead I had to hold funeral after funeral for some unfortunate guy.”

"The lady's champion defeated these bandits with only a few dozen young men." Francois raised his head, his deep eyes full of wisdom: "I plan to let him train the principality's Mao Zedong. Head boys.”

"Do you want to hire him as a knight errant instructor?" Marquis Connally's eyes lit up. This Marquis is just a knight of the kingdom. His strength is only at the elite level. Military is not his strong point. Because of this, he was defeated when he led the army in battle. More wins less.

"And don't you think he is very good? He is only twenty-five years old." Francois looked at Ryan's calm look and suddenly smiled: "At this age, young knights errant are not full of thoughts all day long. They are all passionate fantasies, or they are addicted to luxurious life and enjoyment, am I right?"

"You always look at things so profoundly, Francois." Connery leaned on his cane and looked at Ryan's figure: "Do you think he will agree?"

"Yes, he is still young and needs to build his own team and manpower. At this time, he will not refuse my help. When he really rises, it will be too late for us to lend a helping hand. The Grand Duke's index finger with the magic ring kept tapping on the marble table: "And, I have a hunch that the Kingdom of Knights is about to usher in a huge change. Connery, don't you think, Brittany?" Hundreds of years after the founding of Asia, has it begun to decline?"

"You are always a little overly worried, my Duke, but... maybe you are right." Marquis Connally also leaned on the ground with his cane: "Today's famine wave came earlier than in previous years. It is only April now. Many serfs have appeared at the borders of the principality asking for shelter, among which the number of serfs from the Principality of Palavon and the Principality of Belion is the largest."

"Theodoric has led his knights to fight against the invaders from Estalia for more than two years. The Principality of Belion has been exhausted from the war... There are still three barons. The lord and many castles have fallen to the enemy. If it goes as expected, this war will continue for a long time." The Grand Duke of Winford has been observing the surrounding situation. He has a very clear understanding of the current situation: "As for Kasfann? That’s what he deserves! Most of Palavon’s barren territory is covered by mountains, and his income depends entirely on a few divided barren lands and customs duties, but he insists on maintaining the entire organization of the Pegasus Knights. , he is just crazy."

"Excessive tax rates and corvées have almost crushed the serfs. Not only that, but many knight families have begun to be unable to purchase a full set of knight equipment for their young children." Marquis Connery also replied: "Maybe One day we too will face this problem.”

"The kingdom needs to change, but there are many difficulties involved. Vampires are lurking in our country. Knights must not put down their lances. From Belion in the south to Leonese in the north, serf uprisings are becoming more and more frequent. We need to look for them carefully. A way to solve the problem...especially when we don't have good relations with our neighbors." Francois frowned, and the Grand Duke looked at the beautiful and rich Helen Hilde and fell into deep thought.

The Duke of Winford did not have a good relationship with his neighbors. The tax rate he set for his duchy was tithe (70% was paid after deducting the basic rations), which was far lower than the tithe of the surrounding dukes. Therefore, the surrounding dukes had many conflicts with the Duke of Winford. Only the Duke of Bastogne in the north had a better relationship with the Duke of Winford.

Ryan was completely unaware that others were discussing his own affairs. The Holy Grail Knight entered the castle and was introduced by the Duke to the Marquis of Connelly-Ascot: "Hello, my Lord the Marquis."

"Hello, ladies' champion, Ryan Macado." Connery was also more enthusiastic.

After meeting with the Grand Duke and the Marquis for a few words, the Holy Grail Knight said goodbye: "My Duke, please allow me to return to my territory."

"Don't you want to stay a little longer? I have arranged a banquet for you, and Connery will also participate." Francois seemed to sincerely want to keep Ryan at the banquet: "At the banquet, you may be able to meet many new friends. "

"Sorry, I will definitely attend next time, mainly because Jean has something to deal with." Ryan politely declined the Duke's invitation, saying that he still had something to do.

The Baron had just arrived in his territory and had a lot of things to do. Ryan's request was not too much, and the Holy Grail Knight did have his own independence. Francois had said that it was not easy to force him to stay: "Then don't leave in a hurry, let's sit down and have a drink."

This face must be given, so Ryan had no choice but to change out of his armor and back into a baron dress. He had a space ring, and the process was quite fast.

Within a few minutes, several people sat back on the pavilion. The Duke asked about the Ryan Territory: "Have you encountered any difficulties in the construction of the territory? Do you need my help?"

"My Duke, I need a butler. Is there any good candidate you can introduce to me?" Ryan thought for a moment, and he suddenly felt that this was a good opportunity to ask for someone.

What he knows is that there are indeed many outstanding nobles in the Principality of Winford who have nothing to do, and his territory happens to be short of manpower. Gasparton is an excellent tax collector, but Ryan can't do anything anymore. To put a burden on him, Ryan wanted to take this opportunity to see if the Duke had any available talents.

"Steward? My Baron, what level of steward do you need?" Francois immediately began to think about suitable candidates in his palace: "Do you need a steward who can manage your castle well? Or do you need a steward?" A housekeeper who can help you in normal times?"

The female knight also focused her bright eyes on Ryan.

"Of course I hope to have a steward who is comprehensive and can share all kinds of affairs for me." Ryan immediately gave the answer. It is easy to find a steward who can manage a castle well. He needs better talents.

"There are so many guys who are willing to serve the Lady's Champion and the Holy Grail Knight, but since you ask so, Ryan, maybe Katzenberg is suitable for you... help me call Katzenberg over!" Francois said with a pleasant expression. He ordered his attendants.

After a while, a tall, thin young man with a bald head came over. He looked less than thirty years old and was well-dressed, but Ryan noticed that his clothes were a little old.

"My lord, are you looking for me?"

"Ryan, Katzenberg is one of the best courtier candidates I have seen in recent years. He comes from an excellent knight family, and he is also an excellent knight himself. But other than that, Katzenberg's What's outstanding is that he has completed all the courtier courses at Wynford College, and he can be your right-hand man to help you deal with any matter, large or small, in the territory, as long as you need it." Duke Wynford introduced Cassenberg in detail He asked about Ge's past, and then said with a smile: "It's a pity that I can't provide him with an opportunity to show his talents."

The young man understood something immediately, his eyes shone brightly, and he continued to stand.

It is my supreme honor to serve Ryan, the Lady of the Lake's divinely chosen champion and Holy Grail Knight.

With his thin face, reflective bald head, and bright eyes, Ryan felt that he was a shrewd person at first glance. Considering that Archduke Winford, as the Knight of the Holy Grail, would not lie to him, Ryan was quite satisfied with this candidate, but he still He said jokingly: "My Duke, you just give me an option? This is not very good, right?"

"I also have other candidates, but I think Katzenberg can definitely meet your needs, so be it." Duke Winford thought for a moment, then continued: "You can try to let Katzenberg do it for a while first , to see the effect, if you feel dissatisfied, I can recommend someone else to you."

"This sounds like a solution, but his salary..." Ryan seemed to accept this opinion, but he still seemed hesitant.

"Hahaha, what a shrewd champion!" The Duke suddenly laughed heartily and pointed at Ryan: "Now I begin to understand the reason why you are so good. Other young people at your age would never have thought of you. After they find out that they have been deceived by those profiteers, they will do nothing but come to me to complain."

"Okay! How about this? Two years. Within these two years, I will pay his salary. How about this?"

"This is the best result. Thank you very much, my Duke." Ryan got the result he wanted. He raised the corners of his mouth, his handsome face was full of cunning, and the Duke sitting opposite him also looked at him meaningfully. The young man smiled, wisdom and praise clearly showing in his eyes.

The Marquis of Ascot and the Duke's daughter present all smiled heartily.

The old fox and the little fox.

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Let me say here that the protagonist's power armor is neither backpack-powered nor force feedback. As I said, his armor is psychically driven.