The Sun King's Evidence

When Frederick, his fiancée Noelle, and his mother Emilia arrived at the Ludwig Chamber of Braunschweig Palace, the Baron soon discovered that the hall had never been so full. It can be seen that over the past few months, Heilberg has managed to concentrate all the last remaining combat power of the empire in the capital.

All the deans who were still able to move from the imperial royal wizard colleges were present.

Supreme Nebula Warlock Skorn, Supreme Dean of Sky Academy.

Anne Threston, Supreme Dean of Emerald (Life) College

Amethyst (Death) Academy High Dean Cemetery Rose Elspeth-Drakken.

Yes, these are the only deans left. Kant, the supreme dean of the Bright Academy, and Sernus Gehrman, the dean of the Flame Academy, both disappeared on the northern front. Mattak, the supreme dean of the Amber Academy, ran away. The dean of the Shadow Academy has gone somewhere, needless to say, the Metal Academy, and Gelt's Thor army is still on the way.

These three were the only ones present.

Of course Frederick and Elspeth were familiar with this. He said hello to Cemetery Rose. Cemetery Rose originally looked at everyone present with a dead look, but when she saw Frey, she had to say hello. call.

It is not as good as before. In the past, the magic academies could at least put together dozens of legendary powerful wizards, but now there are only two or three kittens.

In terms of religion, Esme III, the Acting Archbishop of the Church of Justice, has long since disappeared. What remains now is the Acting Archbishop named Eric Fleischer, who is cursing something incessantly. , Frederick listened for a while, and the general meaning was "We must have someone to defend the Cathedral of Justice" "Heilberg, you have no right to force everyone away" "Many people have not experienced even one war training" "If The emperor would never dare to do this."

"You say so, my baron?" Acting Archbishop Fleischer finally approached Frederick for a sense of recognition.

Frederick smiled and said: "It doesn't matter if they lack combat experience. My acting archbishop, they will soon learn the most valuable combat experience on the battlefield. Under the current situation, even if someone wants to skip class, they will not. Chances are, do you remember where your warhammer is? You'll need it soon."

Fleisher was stunned for a moment, and the acting archbishop cursed in a low voice, "Vic, I'll fuck you, Esme, I'll fuck you," and then said sorry to Frederic, signaling to him that he would Convenience.

Walking further inside, a large group of imperial generals and grand masters of chivalry were present, but most of them were new faces, and there were also a bunch of names that Frederick had never heard of, such as the Knights of the Broken Sword and the Knights of the Iron Fist. Here we are, the Knights of the Heart of Fire.

But there were a few guys that Frederick knew.

The Grand Master of the Panther Knights, Gerhard von Slevin the Brutal, and his eight inner ring knights - the originally large Panther Knights now have only a few dozen full members and slightly more alternates left.

The Knights of the Sable Gold Cup, this group of people are the cronies of the elector Hoult-Anderson, and their number does not exceed thirty people.

The Knights Templar have been wiped out, but their branch, the Knights of the Burning Heart, still has dozens of knights left.

The mentors of the Moorish Knights, the Black Rose Knights, and the Golden Lion Knights are all here.

The Knights Hospitaller, the Order of the Golden Wolf, and the Knights of Poseidon who retreated from Marienburg.

Hans Gentry, the instructor of Rick's Guard, has gathered together 900 knights - in order to deal with the current situation, Helberg announced that all reserve members of Rick's Guard and all knights of Rick's Knights, including trainee knights, will After being promoted to the official Rick Guard, the warehouse was opened, and all the accumulation of hundreds of years was taken out to equip the new recruits.

"Maybe we can still gather five thousand knights." Frederick and his fiancée Noelle bit their ears: "It's getting better."

"No matter what, the foundation of the empire is still very deep." Noelle looked very calm. The incarnation of the goddess of war did not like Frederick's somewhat frivolous performance: "But no matter how deep the foundation is, it will be used up one day."

To Frederick's surprise, he saw the figures of the Golden Fleece Knights and the Griffin Knights, which meant.

"Grandpa Ivan! Uncle Anton!" The baron excitedly discovered that the grand leader of the Griffin Knights, the Griffin Duke Ivan and Anton were both there.

Ivan looked very tired. This veteran Sanctuary powerhouse traveled more than half of the empire before returning to Brunswick after the defeat of Heffengen. Compared with the high-spiritedness when he taught Ryan, Ivan now seems He is old. He is over 120 years old this year. The previous defeats and injuries and the fighting along the way have left Ivan with dozens of scars on his body, and his temples are also stained with hoarfrost.

"It's Frey." Duke Gryphon smiled. He looked less confident, and he wasn't as comfortable as before. This made Frederic not only doubt the old Duke, but also the empire's handsome griffon. How much power was left in the True Silver Holy Sword? He stretched out his hand and patted Frederick on the shoulder: "Do what you should do."

"Yes, Frey, do what you should do." Anton is already a veteran in his sixties, and the years are always like this: "The Griffin Knights will have a final battle. Although we are few, we are The capital of the empire, the seat of Charlemagne, the holy city from which the Carolingian tribes originated, we will fight to the end no matter what."

"It sounds like we lost." Frederick shrugged helplessly.

Continuing to walk inside, several electors were already in place. Except for the self-proclaimed Imperial Marshal Heilberg, who stood in the middle, several other electors were also present, except for Geisel, Haut Anderson, and Emilia. In addition, the Elector Marius of Iveyland has also arrived. Compared with the colorful and proud rooster, Marius now looks more like a drowned dog. However, what makes Frederick happy is that he finally made it in the end. Came back in an instant.

Seeing Frederick, Marius' confused face finally showed a somewhat clear expression. In fact, the elector did not understand why Heilberg wanted to serve as the imperial regent himself instead of handing the regency to Frey. Derek, it was clear that during the Third Battle of Blackfire Pass, Emperor Karl-Franz had already intended to designate Frederick as the next successor, but it seems that Heilberg did not understand this intention well.

The Elector of Aviland was then defeated by his own ideas. Marshal Rick was Marshal Rick after all, and he could not become Marshal Nuer. Heilberg was as stubborn as himself. If he thought it couldn't work, it wouldn't work, without discussion. With no room left, the old commander is exhausting all his efforts to save the empire.

Heilberg was worried about leaving it to others. After all, Frederick was too far behind. The Baron might always feel good about himself, but that was not because of how good he was. Most of it was because of his good father and his ability. It can't be considered bad, it can even be said to be excellent, but with such an excellent father, his achievements are taken for granted, and his shortcomings will be infinitely magnified.

this is the truth.

Not knowing what Marius was thinking, the baron, who lacked self-awareness, looked to the other side.

Under the protection of four legendary imperial troops called the War Court Guards, who were all covered in golden helmets, two golden chains made entirely of vibranium hung from the high golden dome, crossing each other. The splendid mural sculptures on the top tell the epic history of the empire from before its establishment to the present for three thousand years. The holy emblem of the Six Paths of Light Academy shines brightly, blessed by the magic of the light wizards, making the entire hall as bright as day.

Only the strongest and most loyal are allowed inside to retrieve the weapons hanging from the war altar. The altar beneath the golden locks was forged from the guns that defended the city against the first and most powerful vampire Count Vlad von Carstein. It was as dark and gloomy as asphalt.

Originally, the power of Gale-Malaz should have caused the lines under the altar to emit a dazzling light, but now the hammer that symbolizes the empire is not here. It was given to Woten and lost in the north. I can only feel There is still some residual power surging in the air.

Just like the empire, it is hanging on and dying.

Frederick has been taught to become the emperor of the empire since he was a child. He has raised the hammer in his dreams many times, but now the hammer is no longer there.

Looking at the imperial leaders standing in the center of the hall, Frederick couldn't help but be proud. There were still dozens of imperial generals willing to sacrifice their lives for the empire. In a hurry, the empire was able to gather hundreds of thousands of people to defend their capital. He was even delighted to see that the Imperial Hunter Marshal Marcus Wolfhart had also rushed back. The Grand Masters of the Knights, the Masters of the Magic Academy, the Grand Singers and the Master Engineers were all assembled here. The power of it is comforting.

For a moment, Ryan's eldest son had the illusion that everyone was in good hands.

It’s just that the godfather is no longer here, Archbishop Vicmar is no longer here, Flagbearer Schwarzhammer is no longer here, Wroten, Luther Hus, Sernus-Gehrman, Geert, Mattak, they are all no longer here. .

"Okay, everyone." At this moment, Helberg clapped his hands, and Marshal Rick said to everyone present: "The wizards of Sky Academy have told us the answer through the star observation tower and prophecy."

The whole audience fell silent, and everyone was listening to Helberg's speech. Everyone present, even the people who hated Helberg the most, knew very well that no matter how bad Marshal Rick performed, he managed to do it in a short time. The city's defenses were rebuilt and the capital was as ready as possible.

"Now we know very well that there are three enemies, namely the Grott brothers and the Grott brothers, the three chosen brothers of Nurgle coming from the direction of Marienburg, the Gotrit-Spitter army coming from the Drakwald Forest, and the The results of the three brothers of the Maggot Cavalry from Tarabeheim are also obvious. The three Grote brothers and these bastards destroyed Marienburg..."

"...a group of dirty separatists, they paid the price after all." Elector Geisel cursed secretly.

"Quiet!" Heilberg slammed the table hard, and the old commander continued: "Needless to say, the Gotrit army destroyed the Kingdom of Nord along the way, and Talabheim also fell to the three brothers of the Maggot Riders. hand."

The hundreds of imperial dignitaries and generals present were whispering.

Heilberg smiled brightly, and the old man looked like a devil: "Yes, that's right, they are many times more numerous than us, and they even have the help of as many demons as the crucian carp crossing the river. The God of Darkness will not be stingy in giving, As long as they can destroy the civilized world, they will come to the city of Braunschweig, and they will think that they can defeat us as easily as they defeated Marienburg and destroyed Talabheim."

Marshal Rick smiled even more cruelly: "But we will prove that they are wrong!"

"They will never understand what established the empire. They will never understand what kind of soul we have. They will never understand our determination. This is our city, this is the heart of the empire!"

“From birth, Charlemagne taught us that we will spend our lives in fierce battles, and we will often face terrible monsters, but as long as we know that this is the heart of the empire, this is the core of the empire, this is the heart of the empire, The place where laws are made and implemented is the best place to prove the spirit of our empire, so do you dare to promise me, right in front of Charlemagne’s statue, right here?”

Helberg took out his Rune Fang: "This is my Rune Fang. People call it the Hater, and they also call it the Grudge. It once drank the blood of unjust people in every province in the empire. I have You have suffered hardships, and I am well aware of the heavy burden, but now, the sword of vengeance will advance towards the war! You will all stand side by side with it! Citizens of the empire, tell me, the moment of destiny has arrived, and you are afraid What?"

The scene became agitated. At this moment, no matter how much the imperial dignitaries hated Heilberg, they couldn't help but feel the blood in their bodies surging and shouting.

Emilia was also moved. Ryan's little maid looked at everyone present. She knew that they might usually be power-hungry conspirators who quarreled endlessly, but each of them was fully armed and had learned how to do it since childhood. How to fight, because the empire is a country that was forged in the flames of war, grew in the flames of war, and became glorious in the flames of war.

"Never, take a step back! Never retreat! Never retreat! Never regret! Fight to the end!" Heilberg's voice echoed in the Ludwig Conference Hall: "If the world is going to end, if everything is going to end, Fallen in the fire, I, Kurt Helberg, will die for the great cause of the empire in my lifetime, as a warrior! I am willing, are you willing?"

"For the Empire!"

In unison, everyone in the hall raised their weapons towards the obsidian statue of Ludwig in the hall, and their roars were deafening.

Helberg laughed loudly, and the old man beat his chest so hard that his face turned red. He suddenly stood still, bowed deeply to everyone present, and lowered his head, which had been stubborn all his life: " Folks, this may be the last battle for our empire, please, please."

"The code name for this battle is Karl Franz!"

"Warriors of the empire, fight for the empire and the old world!"

Frederick took a deep breath of the hot air in the hall. The pace of war was approaching, and the empire was great because of this - even though its people were so ignorant and corrupt, when the storm came, they never flinched in the face of destruction. They are always resisting.

The five rune fangs were raised high together.

"Everyone, for Karl Franz!" Heilberg saluted everyone, and the dignitaries responded with the most standard military salute. The bells echoed in the solemn hall.

"May Charlemagne guide your swords."

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