The Sun King's Evidence

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Fedmond de Bordeaux, the legitimate son of Duke Boderick of Bordeaux, is forty-eight years old. After a full fifteen years of Holy Grail expedition, this Poseidon knight finally returned with full glory.

He was recognized by the Fairy of the Lake after he killed a Chaos Troll that had been causing trouble for many years in Talabek Territory.

Duke Bodrick came after hearing the news. The elderly Duke, surrounded by Poseidon knights, walked quickly to Fedmund. He looked at his son.

Fifteen years have passed by in a hurry. The high-spirited young knight who set out that year now has a lot of weather on his face. But judging from his appearance and age alone, Fedmund looks younger than when he set out. Now he looks like a heroic young knight in his twenties. His simple face has a faint smile, his eyes are burning with the anger of the Lake God, his body exudes the aura of divine blessing, and his sword Blade drank the blood of countless dark creatures, and now, he has returned from the Holy Grail Crusade!

"I'm back, father." Fedmund looked at Bodrick's old appearance. He opened his mouth, and finally decided to kneel down on one knee: "With the blessing of the lady, I completed the Holy Grail expedition. .”

"Okay, great!" Duke Bodrick was ecstatic, and Duke Bordeaux, who had always been steady, excitedly slapped his eldest son on the shoulder: "Let's go into the castle and talk! Where are your friends? ?”

"They are not my friends, we are just on the way." Fedmund shook his head. He was about to go back and introduce a few people from the empire, but found that the other party had disappeared into the town of Bordeaux.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter! Fedmund, my son, it has been fifteen years and you are finally back!" Duke Bodrick quickly motioned for his son to follow him.

Now in the Duke's eyes, Fedmund is good no matter what.

Twenty minutes later, in the middle of the Poseidon Hall in the Bordreaux Castle, the capital of Bordreau.

The huge mermaid statue is flanked by waterfalls of sea water flowing down. The furniture made of gold and silver and fine oak is exquisitely crafted. The sun is shining outside and the power of the sea god Mannann revolves around the Bordeaux Castle, blessing. Prince of Poseidon Mannann, God's Chosen Champion Duke Bodrick.

Fedmund received a hero's courtesy. More than a hundred Poseidon knights and all the servants in the castle and the duke's family came out to greet Fedmond and expressed a grand welcome to Fedmond's return.

"Fifteen years have passed, Fedmund. Fifteen years have passed. I have sent people to inquire about you many times, but I have never received any information. My son, how have you been here for the past fifteen years? "Duke Bodrick, wearing a ducal dress, asked his son.

Fedmund's plate armor was in tatters, and only the statue of the Lady of the Lake was as clean as new. The newly promoted Holy Grail Knight listened to his father's inquiry silently, with a sigh in his tone: "I Went to the Prince of the Border."

"The Border Princely Territory? No wonder, in that chaotic place, it is difficult for news to spread." Duke Bodrick was thoughtful, and he asked strangely: "Why did you go to the Border Princely Territory?"

"After I started the Holy Grail Crusade, I moved along Britannia, Estalia and Tyrell, and left my own footprints in Miragliano and the Principality of Lucini." Fedmund Taking a mirror from the attendant's hand, and looking at the stains on his face and the mess on his body, the Duke's legitimate son was not only not ashamed, but felt quite proud.

This is his glorious military medal and a symbol of his devotion to the lady. He is no longer a mortal. Divine power surges in his chest. He is already a Knight of the Holy Grail.

The attendant turned on the hot water and handed over the towel. Fedmund wiped it on his face randomly, and then said: "A few years later, I accepted the invitation of "Duke" Ruifford Antonelli and the green After that, in order to protect the civilians there, I stayed there for more than three years and killed thousands of greenskins. I didn’t leave until I thought the people there could fight the greenskin invasion on their own.”

"Duke Ruifford Antonelli? How come I have never heard of this person?" Duke Bodrick was quite puzzled. He turned his attention to the deputy leader of the Poseidon Knights, Sir Howl and his group of people. On the courtiers.

These people all responded by looking up at the ceiling and shaking their heads at the Duke. The Duke's former butler, Ismael, the big trader who was most familiar with the outside world, said to Bodrick: "My Duke, and Britannia The two border princes who have diplomatic relations are the Principality of Akendorf and the Kingdom of Mirmidon. Among them, Akendorf has an army of 2,000 and Mirmidon has an army of 2,500. Some of the smaller border princes we have I’ve heard of it, but I’m not very familiar with it.”

"The Principality of Redford? There are only five hundred people in that place." Fedmund smiled mockingly.

"Five hundred soldiers?" Bo Derek asked casually: "That's really small. This so-called 'duke' can't even compare to my baron."

The Border Princely Territory is a chaotic area. This land was once conquered by the Empire and the Brittanians, but was quickly abandoned. The Imperial Emperor William I, who was also the Grand Duke of Iverland, and the later famous emperor "The Conqueror" "Sigismund once conquered the Border Princely Territory and established a province. However, due to the long-term exposure to Greenskin attacks and transportation difficulties (the loss rate of food transported from the Empire was more than 70%), the Empire twice They all chose to abandon this place, leaving only some people and soldiers who were unwilling to leave.

Later, the country of Britannia was established, and the proud knights once conquered this land. After that, some of the knights who completed the mission of expelling the greenskins chose to return to Britannia, but the remaining few knights refused to return. Take root in the Border Princely Territory, build a castle, and become a noble here. Therefore, the Border Princely Territory is now a chaotic area mixed with Imperials, Brittanians, and Mrs. Keesler. This land is notorious. It is a lawless place for all kinds of bandits, mercenaries, murderers, pirates and other lawless fugitives. In this land, new "border princes" rise almost every day, and old "border princes" are defeated and die.

"What five hundred soldiers? Just five hundred people. When I left the Principality of Ruifford, there were a total of 526 people in the entire city." Fedmund smiled, and the Holy Grail Knight smiled bitterly and said to his father: "Mr. Antonelli has always planned to establish 'international diplomatic relations' with Britannia and the Empire!"

"Okay." Duke Bodrick shook his head repeatedly. There may be dozens of "Border Prince Principalities" in the Border Princes Territory. Most of these Border Princes have incredibly exaggerated titles and a decent court. The Border Princes are passionate about it. They are good at engaging in "international diplomacy" and arrogantly putting forward their own demands to other border princes. However, when facing real countries, such as the Empire and Britannia, these border princes basically behave like A pug wagging its tail begging for mercy, because for these border princes, a baron in the Empire or Britannia is far more powerful than them.

Being a dog of the Empire or Britannia is the greatest honor!

"Then I went north again and participated in the war against the greenskins in the Blackfire Pass. I accepted a table of delicious food from the halflings in Mutt and helped them deal with a bloodthirsty ghost. I participated in the siege of an undead in Stirland. Wizard, finally, in Talabek, I killed a Chaos Troll... By the way, father, I heard that Bordero is doing well recently? I saw a lot of high elf fleets."

"Now we, Bordero, have established trade relations with the High Elf Kingdom of Lothern and the Kingdom of Savri, and we have made extremely huge profits from last year to this year." Duke Bodrick hesitated for a moment, but decided To tell the truth: "This is the credit of Count Lion Malcador. The deal he made with Lord Tigris. I don't know if you have heard of his name."

"Of course I've heard of it. I've heard of Ryan's name in the southern countries, the empire, and even in the Border Princely Territory." Fedmund nodded with a rather arrogant look: "To become the lady's divinely chosen champion, you must have someone like this. strength."

"Now that Richard is preparing to abdicate, the only ones who are eligible to compete for the throne in the entire kingdom are Lawn-Leo Cornwall, Duke of Connet, Hubald, Duke of Carcassonne, and Berhemond, Duke of Bastogne. , Francois, Duke of Winford, and others, but I think Ryan still has a chance. This chance depends on whether he can obtain the title of duke. My son, Fedmund, do you want to compete for the throne? If you Think, I will pass on the title of Duke to you tomorrow." Bo Derek frowned, and he was a little relieved: "When you get a handle on the Duke's affairs, I can safely hand over Bordeaux to you and start. My own Holy Grail Crusade."

"My lord Mannann, none of the Dukes of Bordeaux in the past has ever become the king of Britannia. It is our honor to be able to guard Bordeaux as a believer of the Lady. After all, in the eyes of the Dukes, we It's not orthodox." Fedmund shook his head repeatedly: "There is no way I can become the king, father, the nobles of the kingdom will not accept it."

"Then this involves where we are, Fedmund... There's no rush. Let's wait until the situation becomes clear. As for the position of Duke..." Bo Derek really wanted to get rid of these worldly things. "In this way, I will first leave the entire Poseidon Knights and the entire Bordero defense to you, and I will be responsible for the trade and many miscellaneous things in the territory. When you are fully adapted to everything as a Duke, I will I leave the whole Bordero to you.”

Fedmund had no objection, and the matter was settled.

"Ismael!" Everything was decided, and Duke Bodrick was extremely proud. He ordered loudly: "Quickly, spread my invitation to the entire kingdom! I want everyone to know that my son, Fei Demond has completed the Holy Grail expedition and has returned with endless glory! I want all the earls and nobles above earl in Brittany to come to Bordeaux for a banquet!"

"Yes! My Duke, please give this banquet a name!"

"This banquet is called the Glory of Bordeaux!"

…………

Bordeaux Castle, a group of Imperial people were walking on the street.

"It's hard to imagine that most of the civilians in such a prosperous city are serfs. This place is really far worse than Nuer. Why would Emmanuel be willing to stay in a place like this." The giant man with a cold face looked at the street. It took me a long time to say such a sentence.

"Nur is a great city, but it does not represent the entire empire." Engineer Master Wagner looked at the bustling crowd: "Britannia is fundamentally different from the Empire. In the Empire, the nobles only guard and The cities and manors related to their own interests, and the densely populated villages in the forests and wilderness must protect themselves. In Britannia, although the serfs have a low status, if any village is attacked, the knights of the fief will mount war horses. , raised their lances, and fought for their ladies.”

"The lady of the lake..." the giant man said in a low voice, and then nodded: "The knights in this country are indeed capable in combat. I really want to see the strength of the Holy Grail Knights."

"The top priority is that we must find Emmanuel! Theodore!" The witch wearing a scarf, purple robe, and holding a giant scythe spoke: "Nothing else is important."

The words of this witch were filled with some kind of deep and extremely terrifying magic power. As soon as she opened her mouth, the bright light nearby was distorted, and those around her felt the bone-chilling chill and retreated one after another. Even Rui Rui Wagner, who was against the imperial guards, felt a powerful force grabbing his throat.

Elspeth von Drakken, the Supreme Mage of the Amethyst Academy of the Royal Wizarding Academy of the Empire, the Grand Wizard of the Death Sanctuary, the guardian of Nur, nicknamed "Graveyard Rose" and "The Black Lady of Nur", She has always been Emmanolly's staunchest supporter. Since Emmanolly's disappearance, the great wizard of the Death Sanctuary has spent a lot of energy searching for her whereabouts and making sure that she is still alive.

Emperor Karl Franz sent someone to inform Elspeth after the Winter Veil Festival, telling her that Emmanuel von Lebwitz-Bernardino was in Glamorgan, the winner of the Fairy in the Lake. Earl, Lion "The Pious" Malcador worked as a maid in the court. Ms. Elspeth felt deeply that the incident was of great importance, so she led fifty soldiers of the Nur Armored Army and took Rick, who was responsible for guiding the way. Guard Wagner also called this giant man like an iron tower.

Justice Nur, champion of Nur, strong man in the sanctuary, Theodore Bruckner, whose origin is mysterious, is an incredibly powerful warrior. His existence is the enforcer of bloody justice and the defender of the order of Nur. After receiving the news, the champion of Noor also put down his affairs and followed Ms. Elspeth to Britannia to find Emmanuel.

They all believe that only Emmanuel is qualified to be Noor's master! The orthodox successor of the Elector of Brescia, the strong claimant of the Grand Duke of Wesson, not Gianni Bernardino!

"First of all, we must find a way to enter Ryan's court and identify Emmanuel. Then, we must find a way to take Emmanuel away and welcome her back to Nuer! Make her the Duchess of Nuer, The Elector of Brescia and the Grand Duke of Wesson!" said Reik's Guard Wagner. He and his family are staunch supporters of Emmanuel.

"The strength of Count Ryan Machado is obvious to all. It will be difficult to take Emmanuel away by force. We may have to think of some way."

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