The Sun King's Evidence

"Pfft~" Ryan couldn't help laughing. The Holy Grail Knight covered his face with his hands and couldn't help laughing.

"In fact, even if His Majesty our King designates him as the heir, Her Majesty Morgiana will probably not agree. First of all, he is too old. God knows how long he can stay on the throne. Secondly, his strength is not good enough. He is an elite middle-level person." It was really impossible to convince the crowd. In the end... Charles was a guy who liked violence and flattering his servants. He liked to use a sledgehammer and swung it around on the battlefield. He often missed the enemy and injured his own horse. "Francois said helplessly: "Of course, he is still a qualified knight, at least when he was young."

"So the knights in the kingdom gave him a nickname, called Sledgehammer, so he was also called Sledgehammer Charles or Cha Sledgehammer." Julius couldn't help laughing, and he covered his mouth: "I suddenly Come to think of it, your original nickname was also Sledgehammer... Haha!"

"...I am now 'Pious' Ryan." The divinely chosen champion said helplessly.

"Haha, it's true."

The three of them spent a long time waiting until Sulia and Sylvia completed the registration and obtained their number plates.

At this moment, a Lake God prophet rode a white horse from far to near, followed by several kingdom knights: "Your Excellency Ryan? Your Excellency Francois? You are here."

This is a very beautiful girl, with golden hair tied only with flowers, wearing a blue dress, and holding a white unicorn staff in her hand.

Ryan stepped back slightly and motioned for the Duke to answer.

François felt very comfortable when he saw Ryan's recognition. As the chosen champion of the Fairy of the Lake, he might not need to be so polite, but being polite and full of etiquette would never go wrong: "Yes, what's the matter?"

"Tomorrow, His Majesty Morgiana and His Majesty Richard will formally receive the imperial mission at the Curona Palace. His Majesty the King hopes that all the earls and nobles above the earl in Curona will receive the imperial mission together at the Curona Palace. "The Lake God Prophet first said to Francois, and after Francois expressed that he understood, he said to Ryan: "His Royal Highness Morgiana asked Your Excellency Ryan to attend this meeting."

"...I understand. Please reply to Your Highness Morgiana. I will definitely go." From the inside, Ryan didn't want to participate in this meeting because his identity was actually a bit embarrassing.

But whether it was from his adoptive father Norman or his godfather Ivan, what Ryan learned was not to escape. Since the Lake God Witch named him to participate, he had no intention of avoiding it.

"Also, Your Highness Morgiana asked you why you don't live in the Holy Grail Cathedral." The Lake God Prophet continued, with a serious business look on her beautiful face, and she didn't seem to be joking or asking about Ryan's wishes at all: "Your Excellency Ryan, you are the divinely chosen champion of ladies. You deserve to live in the Holy Grail Cathedral. Your Highness Morgiana has prepared a room for you."

Ryan had no choice but to return to Francois's mansion to pack some of his belongings, and then left Emilia in the care of Sulia, and moved into the Holy Grail Cathedral himself.

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The next day, in the palace hall of the Curona Palace, the southern end of the magnificent hall was equipped with a golden throne and a canopy. The upper four walls of the hall were decorated with stained glass and six murals embodying religious implications, knightly style and legal significance. .

King Richard of Britannia will receive ambassadors and envoys from the empire here.

The king himself wore a golden iris crown, a black and red striped silk dress, and a large cloak. The exquisite knight embroidery pattern and long hem required three attendants to hold them at the same time. Various gold and silver gems With jewelry hanging all over his body, he sat on a golden chair with a two-meter-high backrest, waiting for the imperial ambassador to see him.

Morgiana, the Witch of the Lake, is sitting not far to the left of Richard. She also wears a golden laurel wreath on her head. Today, the Witch of the Lake is wearing a pansy ribbed knitted dress. Her beautiful face All cold.

The country’s dualistic politics is evident here.

At the same time, the great nobles currently staying in the capital gathered together. On the left side of the long throne room, they were filled with the great nobles of the Knight Kingdom. A large amount of free space and a prominent position on the right were reserved for the imperial mission. them.

Ryan also walked into the throne room. As a Holy Grail Knight, he had no problem participating in the meeting. Many nobles just glanced at him and said nothing more. Some nobles even greeted him, while younger nobles Looking at him with jealous eyes.

"Lian Malcador, please come and sit next to me." Morgiana saw Ryan appearing, and the coldness on her face melted. She motioned to Ryan to sit next to her, so the attendants moved a long table. The chair was placed next to Morgiana, and Ryan sat down as instructed: "I'm a little late, my Highness."

"No, the time is right." Morgiana turned her attention to the main entrance of the throne room.

"I invite the Imperial Ambassador, the Grand Duke of Middenland, the Grand Earl of Wolfs City, the Grand Baron of Middenheim, the Guardian of White Wolf City, General Drakwald Patrol Camp, and the Ulric Swordsmen Regiment. Captain, convener of the Ulric Warriors, sympathizer of the Wolf Order, loyal follower of the White Wolf Ulric, chief guardian of the White Wolf Temple, guardian of the Cheetah Knights, Lord Lord of the White Wolf Knights, Admirers of Ulric's divine fire, adopter of the Thuringians, Elector of Wolrich Boris Todbringer and his White Wolf Knights and Cheetah Knights are here to see you!" The courtier read out a long sentence. The long list of titles made Ryan feel dizzy.

Then, the imperial delegation marched in, and Boris Todbringer read out the credentials brought by Emperor Karl-Franz. In a general sense, the empire recognized equal status with Britannia and hoped that To further deepen the alliance, strengthen the cooperative relationship between the two countries, promote commercial cooperation, and avoid tariff fortresses, the empire hopes to work with Britannia to expel the evil of chaos, eliminate the destructive forces such as green-skinned vampires, and contribute to the long-term peace and prosperity of mankind. Make a contribution.

The Knight King Richard fully affirmed the goodwill and spirit from the Imperial Emperor Karl Franz. When talking about deep love, Richard said seriously that more than a thousand years ago, the two peoples were one, and Brittany has been one since ancient times. The people of Asia and the Empire are indistinguishable from each other. We all have the same belief, that is, to fight against darkness in the name of mankind. Under this issue, Britannia is willing to work hand in hand with the Empire and cooperate sincerely to protect the future of mankind. Work together.

A long routine exchange and greetings took more than an hour. Ryan was very calm. He just whispered to Morgiana: "Boris has no choice but to go on this mission. He He was once one of the candidates for the throne of the empire. Since he took over the position of elector, there have been many rumors in the empire that he has ideas about the throne. Boris had no choice but to choose to serve as ambassador in person with the honor of elector. On the one hand, it is to show obedience and loyalty to the current Emperor Karl-Franz, and on the other hand, it is to avoid the limelight.”

Morgiana nodded, and at the same time she looked at the large group of white wolf knights opposite with some displeasure: "What a group of barbarians, they have been looking at me from the front to now."

"White Wolf Knights are all like this. My Highness, the teachings of the White Wolf God of War are...well." Ryan hesitated to speak, and he suddenly realized that he had said something he shouldn't have said.

"..." Morgiana seemed to have thought of something, her green eyes narrowed, and she said no more.

"If I am not wrong, my highness, the empire will never let the entire company of White Wolf Knights and so many Cheetah Knights go on mission at the same time... You should be prepared." Ryan continued, Morgiana said He agreed, and at the same time, he touched the back of his hand with his green jade fingers to indicate that she understood.

As expected by Ryan, shortly after the formal topic ended, Boris secretly gestured towards the White Wolf Knights, his remaining eye full of cunning.

The White Wolf Knights immediately understood that these followers of Ulric only had battles, wine, and women in their lives, and such formal occasions had bored them for a long time.

"I heard that the knights of Britannia are the strongest knights in the old world. I, Becker, are here to ask for advice today! In the name of Ulric! Who will accept my challenge?" Immediately there was a man wearing a wolfskin cloak. A young knight wearing full armor came out and said to Richard.

Immediately, several knights from Richard's family stood up. Without exception, they were all young knights errant: "A knight never refuses honor and challenge, in the name of a lady!"

"Fight! Fight! Fight!" The White Wolf Knights immediately cheered loudly, and the Cheetah Knights also cheered loudly, with great momentum.

On the other side, the nobles of Britannia were livid. Britannia was originally founded on knights and believed in the Fairy of the Lake. These wolves came to the throne room provocatively. Out of the knights' Glory, they must rise to the challenge.

"Your Excellency Boris, what do you mean by this?" Richard's face turned dark, and he immediately asked the Imperial Ambassador Boris: "Does the Empire want to provoke a war?"

"What's the point? The young man wants a duel, isn't His Majesty Richard not willing?" Boris laughed, and then asked provocatively: "Still don't dare? There is no knight in Britannia who dares. Did you accept the challenge?"

The King of Knights snorted coldly: "This is the throne room, not a place for duels! Please, Sir Boris and the knights of the empire, move to the arena!"

An hour later, Kurona Palace Arena.

The arena within the palace can accommodate about a thousand people in a ring shape. The knights and nobles of Britannia are also fully armed. The white wolf knights and cheetah knights are also ready. The young white knights who came out to provoke before Wolf Knight Becker walked out in a swagger. He raised his war hammer and pointed at the knight nobles: "Who is willing to accept my challenge?"

"Hendrik of Connet." Immediately, a young knight-errant stood up, holding a sword and shield: "In the name of lady, I accept your challenge!"

"In the name of Yurik!" Becker raised his White Wolf Warhammer.

The two sides agreed to fight on foot, and Boris gave a very good reason: the White Wolf Knights did not have that many elf war horses.

After saluting each other until the agreed point was reached, the two young men distanced themselves. Hendrick from Connet raised his shield and sword high, while the young White Wolf Knight held the handle of his war hammer tightly with both hands.

None of them were in a hurry to attack, they seemed to be sizing each other up.

The strength of the two young men is about the middle level of the elite. They are young and energetic, but they are cautious and unwilling to attack easily. In Ryan's view, using a war hammer has advantages over using a sword and shield, provided that the white man can Wolf Knight is strong enough.

"For Yurik!" The first one to attack was Becker. The young white wolf knight rushed towards the equally young Hendrick, just like a hungry wolf hunting in winter. He held the hammer in both hands and swept towards Hendrick strikes down.

"For the lady!" Hendrick raised the shield with all his strength, and the hard hammer hit the shield with a sharp sound. The huge force coming from his left arm made the young knight errant yell uncontrollably. He backed away slightly and dispersed. The war hammer brought pressure to him, and then the long sword thrust out from behind the shield and went straight to Becker's ribs.

The White Wolf Knight immediately turned around and dodged. The long sword stabbed a hole in Becker's wolfskin cloak. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Hendrick turned from stabbing to slashing. He targeted the weak spot in Becker's ribs and sharply slashed. The sword cuts down.

"Cang!" The White Wolf Knight did not give the Knight Errant a chance to attack again. His war hammer immediately left Hendrick's shield. He blocked the chopped sword, then raised his iron boots and kicked him. On Hendrick's soft belly.

Then, just as Hendrick retreated, Becker immediately held the handle of the war hammer behind his back, used the load-bearing ball and the spikes on the ball to bypass the shield and directly hit the knight errant's kite helmet: "Boom!"

"Ah!" The knight errant rolled his eyes and fell to the ground. There was no sound. A few wisps of red blood hung down from his face in the kite helmet. He fainted, and his shield and sword fell to the ground: "This It’s a victory for Yurik!”

"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" the White Wolf Knight and the Cheetah Knight shouted loudly, and Boris raised his arms high: "Only Charlemagne's god, Ulric, can decide everything, for Ulric!"

"For Yurik!"

The knights from the Empire roared loudly and loudly, while the Brittanian nobles on the other side glared at these damn Imperial people.

The young White Wolf Knight knew some sense of propriety. Hendrick was dragged back by his retinue. Since he was just knocked unconscious, the Knight Errant only needed to be bandaged and rest for a few days.

"Damn wolf cub!" "You little bastard, this is not a fair duel!" Many Brittanian nobles gritted their teeth and said that the knights errant were indeed too weak. To deal with the white wolf knights, kingdom knights were needed.

"Who is the next challenger? Are all the believers of the Lady of the Lake like this?" Seeing that his cheers were not responded to, Becker continued to challenge: "Isn't there anyone with more backbone?"

"Shut up! This is Curona. The glory of Britannia does not allow you to act wild! Tolan of Carcassonne, come to learn the skills of the White Wolf Knight!" A knight from the Kingdom stood up.

"Okay, let's continue!"

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