The Sun King's Evidence

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The ensuing investiture ceremony had nothing to do with the king. The Lake God Witch possessed by the Lake Fairy took care of the whole process. Under the admiring eyes of countless people, she pinned the Second Class Iris Medal on Ryan's hand with her own hands. Chest.

Then, the goddess's divine power surged, and golden wings appeared on the Holy Grail Knight badge on Ryan's chest, which was proof of his promotion to Knight Commander.

The ceremony continued. Due to the possession of the fairy in the lake, this already grand ceremony was even more sacred and mysterious.

Richard also knelt down along with all the knights. At this juncture, this mission knight did not look like a king at all. On the contrary, his status was behind all the Holy Grail knights.

The failure to become a Knight of the Holy Grail has always been a pain in his heart. The Duke of Le-Angoulan has undergone three Holy Grail trials. He put down his lance, mounted his horse, and took his luggage with him, just like all the knights who longed for the Holy Grail. , he also tried, going as far as the empire.

For various reasons, he failed to succeed.

And now, the fairy in the lake is telling him clearly in this way: I am not satisfied with your handling of this matter!

But what can he do? Are you watching the royal power fall? Can you just look at the Duke of your own country and dictate what's going on in his throne room?

In this kingdom, no one can disobey the lady's will, and Richard can only kneel to the ground.

After a complete and solemn investiture ceremony, the Lady of the Lake not only did not release her possession, but instead stayed with great interest to watch Ryan's performance live.

Riding, swordsmanship, and lance are the three basic skills of a knight. Knights who are awarded the title must show their corresponding strength.

Under everyone's gaze, Ryan stepped onto his pure-blooded elf war horse and took the lance from his retinue.

Under the skillful training of the knight, the pure-blood elf war horse Putao became connected with its owner. One man and one horse crossed various obstacles and rushed straight towards the target.

A string of iron rings had already been lined up in front of the palace's entrance.

Ryan is not someone who often uses lances, but the champion of the Lake Fairy has never disappointed the goddess. The lance flashed, tearing the air, and two iron rings were already hung on the lance.

Then three, five, eight.

At the end of the charge, the horses' hooves were raised, and Lane's lance was covered with twelve iron rings.

The chosen champion conquered all the knights in the palace with his superb skills.

Historically, lance training has been a very, very difficult training. A qualified knight must start learning to use a lance when he is eleven or twelve years old. This long-handled weapon with a length of two to three meters is used on cloth. Retania and the Empire are the constant first choice of knights, but it is also a very difficult task to master it skillfully. As the war horses advance at full speed, the knights threaten this long-handled weapon and use a coin-sized gun. It is very difficult to accurately hit the weak point of the enemy's armor without years of training.

Because of this, cultivating an excellent knight is a long process, which requires a lot of manpower and material resources and several years. Once trained, the knights' group charge becomes the weapon to influence the war situation and win. .

There were cheers in the palace, but the Lake Fairy was not satisfied. Any Holy Grail knight could achieve this level of riding and spear skills.

"Qiang!" The fairy in the lake drew her dagger.

"Madam?" The behavior of the Lake Fairy caused a burst of nervousness and attention from the surrounding Holy Grail Knights. The Lake Fairy smiled softly and did not give any instructions. Instead, she gently pulled up her long golden hair.

The dagger was held in the hand of the goddess, and a trace of hair was cut off by the Lake Fairy using the dagger. Then under everyone's gaze, the Lake Fairy gently used her hair to braid a small hair circle.

The diameter of this hair tie was only about five centimeters. The fairy in the lake said nothing. She stretched out her delicate hand and threw the hair tie from the stand.

The golden hairband flew out from the stands in the cool autumn air, and the eyes of countless knights followed the trajectory of the hairband.

Those eyes were fanatical, eager, and filled with the lifetime expectations of countless knights. If Ryan hadn't been performing, maybe a large number of young knights would have been frantically scrambling for this hair tie. That was a blessing from the goddess!

"Drive!" No one understood the meaning of the Lake Fairy better than Ryan. After the Lake Fairy made this move, the God-chosen champion immediately urged the horse forward. The pure-blood elf war horse Putao stepped forward with his hooves. The Holy Grail Knight and him The war horses charge again.

The lance was raised high until it gradually leveled, and a silver-gray electric light whizzed past the stands, kicking up countless dust.

The fairy in the lake always treated it indifferently. At the same time, she even had time to talk to Morgiana: "Morgiana, did you enjoy your experience last night?"

"My lady!" The Lake God Witch's body was taken over by the Lake Fairy, but her consciousness was still awake. She was very embarrassed when she encountered this problem: "I followed your oracle..."

"Ryan's existence is for an alien. There are many terrible corruptions and curses that even I can't eliminate, but he has a way." The face of the fairy in the lake gradually became serious: "He helped you dispel the curse?"

"No, he said he was not strong enough, but he placed a psychic seal on my body, which allowed me to avoid the further erosion of the curse." Morgiana's expression was extremely respectful: "His psychic power The light has purified the filth that troubled me and I feel better now.”

"There is no doubt that he is the silver horse. We need his power. Morgiana, you are my spokesperson and he is my divine choice. I hope you can get along well." The Fairy of the Lake came down again. An oracle: "Perhaps, the way to save this country will fall on him."

"Understood, my lady." Morgiana had never heard such a clear oracle, nor had she been possessed for such a long time. The Lake God Witch felt very strange in her heart, but as the spokesperson of the Lake Fairy As a devout believer, Morgiana will not test the thoughts and power of the Lake Fairy, she will only obey.

At this moment, a huge noise drew the attention of the Lake Fairy back to the venue.

Her chosen champion came to her with a smile and a lance raised.

On the tip of the lance, a bunch of golden hairbands were shining with moving light.

The sacred ceremony ended with a roar of mountains and a tsunami.

The next day, Lake Witch Morgiana, Duke Winford, and Ryan will lead their remaining armies back to their territories to prepare for the winter.

Ryan once again showed his noble side. He spent every bit of the fifteen hundred gold crowns he received, and the money will be distributed as a pension for the fallen soldiers.

With only fifty pairs of brand new sergeant armors, Ryan and others set out on their way home.

At this time, the time has come to the beginning of October. By the time everyone returns to the Principality of Winford, it will be late autumn. In a few weeks, Britannia will usher in the first heavy snow.

Traveling with Ryan and others was Bodrick, Duke of Bordeaux. This Poseidon's chosen champion had many interactions with everyone on the road. He was a Duke with a strong personality and was as tolerant of all things as the sea, but at the same time He is also as cold as the sea.

In the golden field, the Lake God Witch Morgiana sat sideways on the unicorn "Sylphan", and Ryan followed her on horseback. At the same time, there were Duke Francois and Duke Bodrick. The four highest-ranking people walked together.

As the spokesperson of the Lake Fairy, Morgiana has never had a good temper. In other words, the Lake Witch has always been an unpredictable person. She is the great wizard of the holy realm of the sky system and the life system. His whereabouts are unpredictable, and he often appears in Britannia to punish evil wizards or rogue knights who do not abide by chivalric ethics, and secretly helps the oppressed serfs and mission knights who are undergoing the Holy Grail trial.

Usually, she usually locks herself in a wizard tower in a swamp near Fairy Lake in the Principality of Carcassonne. No one knows what she is doing in the tower.

There is a very interesting story about the Lake God Witch: She has a hobby of turning the objects of punishment into frogs, such as wizards who provoke her, or rogue knights who fail and are punished... Therefore, Brittania Serf girls in China often like to play a game "Kiss the Frog", that is, they find frogs in ponds and swamps and kiss them when they see them. They hope that the girl's kiss can lift the curse of the Lake God and the Witch and change their destiny.

I don’t know if it’s true or not, but Ryan is not interested in trying it anyway.

"We have already passed through the Principality of Lyonnais, and will then go south and pass by Connaught." Francois approached from behind on a war horse: "That...cursed land of Mousilon."

"The Scarlet Duke has been quite honest recently, and the Rangers have not discovered his new movements." Duke Boderick of Bordeaux looks to be in his forties, but his real age is already over eighty years old. Even measured by the legendary level powerhouse, he has entered middle age. In recent years, there have been rumors that the Duke himself wants to put down his secular affairs and embark on the path of the Holy Grail. However, the frequent plundering of dark elf pirates and the vampires in the territory have The infestation and the blood-red Duke's army of undead knights in the north left him no time to separate.

Morgiana's face was cold, and she just nodded.

Mousillon Castle is located at the mouth of the Grismery River. The source of this river is the Arden Forest. The former small and wealthy Dukedom of Connaught has now become a world of the undead. The entire castle seems to be slowly dying. It was submerged by the swamp, but it seems that due to some special magic or repeated building, the castle always stood at the mouth of the river.

Even if it is unwilling to admit it, Britannia has actually lost this port city. After the Dole Tower incident, the knights have worked hard. The Blood Red Duke can be defeated again and again, but the knights cannot capture Mouton. Silon.

Ryan once asked why, and Francois told him with a wry smile: "When you face a city wall that is sixty meters high and twenty meters wide, it is difficult for you to have the idea of ​​conquering it. Ryan, remember , the undead don’t need to consider manpower and material resources.”

"That's it." Ryan understood.

The undead do not need to consider manpower and material resources. These sleepless creatures can build up castles indefinitely. The knights themselves are incapable of attacking cities. Britannia is a country that has only a moderate relationship with dwarves and has no artillery. Facing this With such a strong city, the knights could only return in vain.

"Speaking of which, when did the Blood Red Duke appear? Why did he get such a title? Why did he claim to be one of the heirs to the throne of Britannia?" Just ask if you don't understand. As Ryan, he is completely Qualified to ask questions.

Lake God Witch Morgiana turned her head and glanced at Ryan, a bright light flashed in her emerald eyes: "The blood-red Duke's real name has been sealed by the lady, but no matter what, he is a genuine Duke - Aki Duke Tan.”

Both Dukes François and Bodric were silent. It was obvious that they knew the story, but the Witch of the Lake was more suitable to be the one to tell it.

"Duke of Aquitaine? I have never heard of this title." Ryan asked curiously.

"The title Duke of Aquitaine existed when Britannia was founded. The first Duke of Aquitaine was Arthur's close comrade-in-arms, the Holy Grail Knight Fredmond." Morgiana nodded, and she continued: "Things need to be done Starting from about five hundred years ago, do you know about the Chi Yan Great Expedition?"

"Of course!" Ryan nodded.

The Red Flame Crusade is a story familiar to knights.

About five hundred years ago, Britannia and the Empire were attacked by a country called Arabi across the sea in the southwest. The cavalry from the Arabian Desert slaughtered civilians along the way, causing public outrage throughout the old world. .

(In order to avoid internal fighting and preserve strength, the tacit understanding of war between humans is to never massacre civilians, and rarely kill nobles. They are usually locked up and awaiting ransom.)

The empire and Britannia formed an army of knights that swept away the Arabi invading army, and launched a heroic great expedition under the call of the King of Knights and the Emperor of the Empire. Dozens of knights and tens of thousands of knights participated in this expedition. field expedition.

The knights fought across the sea, and the desert civilization was completely destroyed. The expeditionary force returned home with countless gold and trophies, and also brought back the head of King Jafar of Arabi and endless glory.

"The Blood Red Duke is the last Duke of Aquitaine. He responded to the lady's call and participated in this war." Morgiana saw that Ryan knew about the Red Flame expedition, so she directly omitted part of it: "But on the way back, this A duke is ill."

"The Duke was injured in the desert and fell seriously ill again. He had a high fever and fell into a complete coma. However, he stubbornly persisted until he returned to Britannia before passing away in his bedroom."

"A grand funeral tells the story of the Duke's departure, but everything is not over yet. A mysterious undead knight appears among his territories."

"On a rainy night three days later, the Red Duke was resurrected. He was no longer a noble knight fighting for the lady, but became a hateful undead. In the next few hours, he massacred his own family. He and the family knights, resurrected them, formed his own army of the undead, and declared that the Principality of Aquitaine had become the world of the undead. The serfs called him the Blood Red Duke based on his bloody appearance."

"That's it." Ryan understood, and then he motioned for Morgiana to continue. At the same time, Francois and Bo Derek both sighed slightly.

"The King of Knights who received the warning led an army to defeat the Blood Red Duke, and the undead fell apart. Under the auspices of the lady and the Lake God Witch, the Blood Red Duke was sealed, the Aquitaine Castle was razed to the ground, and the surrounding soil was also covered with the Holy Grail. The salt blessed by the knight was plowed over. Due to the fact that the Aquitaine family was corrupted and exterminated, the title of this duke was cancelled. The land of the Duchy of Aquitaine was divided into the Duchy of Bordeaux, the Duchy of Belian, and the Duchy of Barstow. The Principality of Nirvana is divided equally."

"Originally, all this was over, but in the Dor Tower incident two hundred and eighty years ago, the Lake God Witch of that generation was imprisoned, and the evil wizard took the opportunity to release the sealed Blood Red Duke... He was defeated again , but this time the knights failed to catch him, so this situation continues until now." Morgiana slowly shook her head: "To this day, the Blood Red Duke still claims that he is the Duke of Aquitaine, and there are competing knights Qualifications for the throne.”

"The existence of the Blood Red Duke is like planting a cancer in the kingdom. We have to arrange ranger patrols and establish outposts near the Duchy of Connaught, which restricts a large amount of the kingdom's military strength." Fran. Sova nodded: "Every year, there are always a large number of serfs who cannot survive and escape into the Connaught Territory. Any escaped serfs can be sheltered there and find a job to support their families. Therefore, in recent years, Musilon's economy and On the contrary, the population has shown a trend of prosperity.”

Ryan got it, totally got it.

It seemed that the knights of Britannia were unable to capture Mousilon Castle, but in fact, the essential reason why the Blood Red Duke was able to cause trouble was because of the gradual collapse of the serfdom system.

The Kingdom of Knights is declining, and a greater crisis is approaching. He must not be complacent just because of the small victory in front of him. Ryan still has a lot to do.

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At the same time, the Roof Mountains of the World, Sky Castle, and the headquarters of the Jialan Council.

It’s another boring winter night. The Skydome Castle is located at an altitude of 1,000 meters. It is covered with ice and snow most of the time. It is said that the reason why Speaker Margarita decided to set up the headquarters of the Gloria Parliament here is because the cold climate is conducive to suppression. The violent magical elements within the female spellcasters.

This is also the 28th year Theresa Trowick has spent in the Sky Castle.

After completing a task that could not be said to be difficult but very tedious, checking the seals all over the castle, Congresswoman Gloria finally returned to the wizard tower owned by herself and her mother. The sorceress felt a little tired, so she opened her room. Throwing the leather boots at the door and hanging her coat on the hanger, Theresa lazily fell onto the sofa in the room.

"Dong dong dong~" Only a few minutes later, there was a knock on the door of her room: "Miss?"

"What's going on?" The sorceress felt irritated. Since traveling with Ryan, her temper has become slightly better. At least she won't get angry at her apprentices and servants casually.

"Here is your letter." The apprentice witch knew that her mentor had a bad temper, or in other words, few of the congresswomen in Gloria had a good temper: "Can I come in?"

"Um!"

Then the door was opened.

"I don't want to look at it now, just put it on the table for me!" Teresa waved her hand, indicating to the apprentice that he could put his things away and go out.

"But... this is an express confidential letter from Britannia. It is famously from the Holy Grail Knight Baron Lion Malcador." The witch apprentice first carefully placed the letter on the table. Seeing that his own congressman did not want to read it, So he added weakly.

After hearing the word Ryan, Theresa turned over from the sofa and sat up.

"Bring it to me! Now!"

The sorceress appears! Can the witch be far behind?