The Sun King's Evidence

The Winter Veil holiday lasts for two weeks. During this period, everyone in the south of Britannia lives and works in peace and contentment. Against the background of a developed economy, prosperous agriculture and animal husbandry, the sharp conflicts between the serf class and the knight class have been temporarily alleviated. , due to the elimination of green skin threats, beastman threats and undead threats, many wastelands were redeveloped. Many knights began to form armies to develop wastelands for new titles. They often brought dwarves with them, and the quota tax stimulated The serfs were actively farming. The development of mining and metallurgy brought better agricultural tools. The wealthy serfs began to obtain the status of free citizens. Everything was moving in a good direction.

In addition to the Principality of Belion, the internal affairs of the entire principality are still in chaos due to the fact that Duke Theodoric's "sentence" has not yet been completed. The knights of the principality finally managed to drive away Count Tobalo of Estalia and his army. After leaving Belion, they took a breath and prepared to rebuild their home. They didn't even notice that Fiona, Duke Theodoric's favorite granddaughter, was missing.

One night during the holiday, Ryan returned to the winery after visiting Sulia. Since Francois was also spending the Winter Curtain Festival here this year, he happened to discuss many things with Francois. His father-in-law’s rich life experience and Lane has benefited greatly from his control over the political situation.

At nightfall, the atmosphere on the observation deck on the third floor of the winery was good. Everyone gathered around the round table to enjoy the snow. Francois, Morgiana, Gerald, Ryan and Veronica sat together and tasted the dwarf's food. Bagman beer and chatting about recent events.

Orica put a cup of hot beer into Morgiana's hand.

Mother and daughter Theresa and Aurora were busy finishing the finishing work of the wizard tower and conducting intensive training for the witch apprentices. They did not take a break during the Winter Veil Festival. On the contrary, Veronica's magic power was sluggish recently, so she happened to accompany Ryan. .

"The scale of the recent riots in Lyonnais was really huge. Fortunately, Lawn suppressed it in time." Ryan smiled and poured a cup of hot beer for Veronica. He said to Francois: "If Lawn hadn't been there, The rebel army was defeated at the Battle of Rennes, and the rebellious serfs might have gathered a hundred thousand men.”

"So what if we gather 100,000 people? It's just a large group of rabble." Francois didn't take it seriously: "Laun's talent can be regarded as a temporary choice. It is not a problem to put down the serf rebellion. The problem is to put down the rebellion. It cannot fundamentally change the existing problems of Lyonnaisé. All Duke Aldereld can do now is to ensure as much as possible that the remaining more than a thousand knights maintain law and order in Lyonnaisé Castle and its nearby core areas, in the north. He can't control it at all, and the food won't fall from the sky."

In the first week of the Winter Veil Festival, the largest serf rebellion in history broke out in Lyonnais. Tens of thousands of serfs gathered. They shouted various slogans and picked up wooden sticks, dung forks, and straw. Forks, sickles and hoes, they officially launched an uprising. They shouted that they refused tithes and corvee, and decided to capture Lyonnais by force and establish a country that "truly belongs to the Lady of the Lake".

The rebels snowballed more and more. They ransacked the streets, attacked the castle, and broke open the barns. Except for the temple of the Lady of the Lake and the Holy Grail Church, which they did not dare to touch, there was no vegetation. These serf rebel armies soon Showing the momentum of a prairie fire, it instantly grew to tens of thousands of people.

Aldreeld, Duke of Lyonnaise, had nothing to do about this. He couldn't even get out the rations for sending troops to suppress it. The Castle of Lyonnaise has not recovered from the destruction of Egil until now, and the warehouse is empty. To accommodate the victims, the stock of gold coins in the treasury was also running low, and without food and military pay, Aldreeld could only watch as the rebellious serfs gradually formed a large army and headed towards Lyonnaise.

However, the court of the Kingdom of Knights was not completely unresponsive to the bad situation in Lyonnais. When the rebellious serfs gradually merged to form a large army, Lawn, as the regent of the kingdom, did not recruit the serf army, but immediately led a thousand knights to Lyon. Nassir, assisting Duke Aldereld in suppressing the rebellion.

There were tens of thousands of rebels, but the Duke of Laune only had a thousand knights, and they had to divide their troops to garrison along the way. It seemed that the war with a huge disparity in strength ended as quickly as Ryan and Francois expected. , the two sides encountered each other on a plain in the Earl of Rennes in Lyonnaise. Raun personally led more than 800 knights to charge towards tens of thousands of rebel serfs.

The battle ended in only thirty minutes.

Tens of thousands of rebel serfs collapsed in the face of a group charge of more than 800 knights. Several rebel leaders were killed on the spot. The entire rebel army was defeated like a chicken and a dog under Raun's offensive. Then tens of thousands of people were killed. The rebels disappeared, and the situation in Lyonnais stabilized again.

But as Francois said, suppression is easy. What can the rebellious serfs do to confront the knight? The core of how to really solve the problem of rebellion is to solve the famine problem of the serfs. At least the serfs have enough to eat or do not starve to death, so that they will not rebel. But for now, even the nobles of Lyonnaise They can barely keep their stomachs full, and the food problem cannot be solved in a short time.

And Lane and others have not considered food aid at all, because no matter how much food the south provides, not a single grain of this life-saving food can be delivered to the serfs.

When talking about this issue, everyone was a little silent. Morgiana just shook her head, Jerrod was silent, and Ryan sighed: "After all, the Principality of Lyonnais has its own duke, and we can't control it."

"I remember that Lyonnais still had the last elite unit." Ryan suddenly remembered something: "Leonace Lionheart Knight Brotherhood."

"The first great champion knight, the 'Bold' Sirluff, one of the first twelve Holy Grail Knights, left a famous legacy for Lyonnais." Morgiana nodded, and the Lake God Witch took over the topic: "This A well-known knight brotherhood is currently maintaining law and order in Lyonnais. Although they suffered heavy losses in the previous Egil invasion, they still have strength. There are currently more than seventy knights in this brotherhood."

"Yeah." Ryan nodded.

After chatting for a while, they saw that the time was almost up and everyone planned to go back to their rooms to rest.

On the way back, Veronica took the opportunity to hold Ryan's arm, and the Witch of Gloria whispered in Ryan's ear: "Is it still going to be as usual tonight?"

"Okay, you go back to the room and wait for me. I'll go check out the latest official documents, and then I'll come to you after taking a shower." Ryan nodded in agreement. He hugged Veronica gently and let her go first.

Due to the pregnancy of the female knight, there is now a large vacancy in Ryan's time. Veronica thinks this is her best chance, so she recently moved to the winery to live with Ryan.

Witch of Gloria returned to the master bedroom on the third floor alone.

The master bedroom was quiet and fully equipped with all kinds of high-end furniture. Thick carpets were spread on the floor. Veronica opened the door and walked into the room. She looked at the luxurious master bedroom and sighed softly.

It would be a lie to say that Veronica has never thought about being Ryan's wife, but she really can't compete with Sulia, and she is very content to be able to get the status of a female courtier.

Now that the female knight is away, Veronica takes the opportunity to live in Ryan's bedroom legitimately. To a certain extent, it can be considered a complete victory for herself, right? The Witch of Gloria couldn't help but feel a little proud when she thought of this, and she started to change her clothes.

She put on a flamenco-style and charming red wine chiffon dress. The bright red dress and her flawlessly white skin are a perfect match. Veronica's exquisite face and sweet almond eyes reveal a delicate and graceful look. The beauty, combined with the cold winter night outside, always gives people a heart-warming romantic mood. Veronica has always been absolutely confident in her appearance, and she also has a pair of slender and straight black stockings legs and feet.

Taking out a pair of fiery red high heels and putting them on her stockings, Veronica was just about to take a rest and wait for Ryan to come over, when the door of the master bedroom rang.

"Dong dong dong~"

"Here it comes!" Veronica thought to herself that Ryan's movements were so fast. The Witch of Gloria stood up and opened the door to the room: "Lian, didn't you mean... huh?"

It was not Ryan who appeared at the door, but a woman wearing a flower crown.

The smile on Veronica's face froze: "Mo... Your Highness Morgiana?"

"Why are you here?" Morgiana saw that it was Veronica who opened the door, and the eager expression on her face turned cold. The Lake God Witch was wearing a pink socialite Youhe curved dress with a slit in the skirt. Very tall, revealing her beautiful legs wrapped in flesh-colored stockings. When she saw Veronica opening the door, Morgiana immediately stepped into the room. She said impatiently: "It's late at night, Ms. Veronica. , you should go and rest."

"You are the one who should go back and rest!" Veronica immediately pushed back, and the Witch of Gloria said angrily: "Today belongs to me."

"But I'm here, and today belongs to me. This is an order, Ms. Veronica." There was a strong sense of majesty in the green eyes of the Lake God Witch: "You can go and rest, I don't want to Let’s start with you here.”

"I'm not your subordinate, don't even think about ordering me!" Veronica was obviously angry at Morgiana's contemptuous attitude, and sparks began to appear on her fingertips: "Or you can give it a try?"

"Stupid." Morgiana saw this and began to chant magic: "It seems that the negotiation failed."

"...Normal." Veronica took a step sideways: "We couldn't reach an agreement in the first place!"

"A showdown!"

The red magic light and the green magic light flashed back and forth in Ryan's room for a long time. Both sides of the magic duel appeared to be very restrained. They established a protective shield to shut down all magical energy and sounds. Inside the hood.

Ten minutes later.

"Ugh! Damn it~"

With the unwilling words, Veronica fell weakly in front of Morgiana. The Witch of Gloria is still only at the peak of the legendary strength. After all, she is no match for Morgiana who has restored the strength of the sanctuary: "Damn it. I actually..."

"You are no match for me." Morgiana looked indifferently at Veronica who fell softly in front of her. She said calmly: "Okay, the victory or defeat has been decided. You can go back and rest."

"This is unfair. We clearly made an agreement at last year's turkey banquet..." Veronica still wanted to argue. She knelt on the ground on one knee and said breathlessly: "You are maliciously competing!"

"Time is Sulia's time. The duel is your request. Now I have won. Tonight belongs to me. It's fair." Morgiana didn't intend to give Veronica a chance to argue anymore. Lake The magic witch signaled that Veronica could go out. She took a step forward and was about to pick up Veronica who was lying softly on the ground.

"???" Morgiana had just taken a step, and the Lake God Witch suddenly felt paralyzed all over her body. She was forced to fall to the ground: "What's going on? How can I..."

"What's wrong with you?" Veronica knelt down on one knee. Just as she was wondering, the door to the master bedroom was opened again.

"What a lively Winter Veil Festival, two stupid humans~" The voice of the dark elf came from the door of the room, and Orika walked in from the door with a ghostly smile on her face: "The victory of the Pale Queen ceremony has been decided. Point, I am the Lord of Fear."

"Impossible, how did you..." Morgiana said in disbelief: "You drugged me? But when?"

"You forgot, when you were chatting, it was the beer I poured for you." A sly smile appeared on the dark elf maid's face: "This kind of drug will take effect as long as you use magic power."

"Despicable..." Veronica and Morgiana were quickly tied up hand and foot by Orica with ropes, their eyes were covered with cloth strips and their mouths were blocked, and then they were put into the cloakroom next to the master bedroom: "I'll just trouble you to be an audience!"

"Uh~uhhh~" A low murmuring sound came from the cloakroom. Veronica and Morgiana were desperately locked in the closet by the dark elf maid who used magic to seal their power.

Thirty minutes later, Ryan finished processing the official documents and returned to the master bedroom. He found Olika sitting on the bed waiting for him. The dark elf was humming beautiful music, her long black hair covered the entire sheet, and a pair of white clothes wrapped in Her beautiful feet in stockings were swaying back and forth, and she seemed to be in a great mood. Seeing Ryan appear, Olica immediately threw herself into his arms: "Master! Are you back?"

"Olica? Why are you?" Ryan hugged the dark elf and asked strangely: "Where's Veronica?"

"Ms. Veronica has left early from the wizard tower. I will accompany you tonight!" The dark elf buried her head in Ryan's arms, with a strange flavor in her tone: "Master, I I will always be with you, they will abandon you, but I will not."

Ryan felt a little strange, but he still hugged Olica and fell on the bed, and said movedly: "Yes, my Olika will not abandon me."

"Yes, Master, I am the only person you can completely trust." The dark elf secretly made a victory gesture.

Ryan always felt that something was wrong. He vaguely heard the sound of "Uh-huh" coming from the direction of the cloakroom: "Wait a minute, Orika, why do I seem to hear something moving over there in the cloakroom?"

"I arranged for the servant to sort out the clothes!" the dark elf explained, and she gave her a kiss: "Okay, master, don't worry about so much, it's time to rest, let me serve you."

"Yeah." Holding his own exclusive pillow, Ryan had no chance to think too much.

…………I am the dividing line of complete victory…………

Time passes, Winter Veil passes, and February arrives.

In the northern part of Chalon Forest, in the dense forest near the Graysmoray River, a huge camp has been established. Countless war supplies and food reserves have piled up here. The Chivalry Army, numbering more than 15,000 people, has Gathered under Ryan's command, they were ready to start the Musilon strategy that had been planned for many years.

If you want to conquer Britannia, you must first conquer Mousilon; if you want to conquer Mousilon, you must first conquer the Palace of the Spires.

Whether he can obtain the title of duke, whether he can become king, whether he can eradicate this cancer for the kingdom depends on this war!

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