The Sun King's Evidence

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At the door of the bathroom, everything was ready. Two men in their thirties, with their bare backs and wrapped in a bath towel, were ready to go in and take a bath in the hot spring.

Strictly speaking, there are no hot springs under the Duke of Lane's Castle, but the dwarves' uncanny craftsmanship and tunnel technology are really powerful. Without hot springs, they had to use steam technology and mine tunnel technology to get it done.

It is said that Sulia heard that soaking in hot springs is good for the body and asked for it. At that time, Ryan was on an expedition, and she listened to Sulia on all matters both internal and external, so the hot spring was naturally built.

There was a golden basin at the door, and water was flowing out through an exquisite faucet made by a dwarf. The sound of rushing water filled the bathroom door.

Alfred was a little strange. He walked to the basin and muttered: "I understand the truth. Why is there a golden basin at the door with water in it?"

"It probably means washing hands in the golden basin." Ryan smiled, and he stretched out his hand to wash his hands in the basin: "Wash your hands, wash your hands in the golden basin, Afu, remember, don't be a bad person in the future."

"Bringing evildoers?" Alfred didn't quite understand, but he didn't care. When he saw Ryan washing his hands, he reached out and washed his hands in a decent manner: "Okay! I won't lead evildoers again!"

The scalding hot spring water has been prepared, and there is a dense mist in the tiled bathroom. Ryan and Alfred tested the water temperature and felt it was almost enough, so they immersed their bodies in the hot spring water.

"Wow~ It feels so good!" Alfred let out a satisfied sigh. There were scars all over the body of the Templar Commander. In the years of experience, Alfred also paid a lot of price, including his There are many burn marks on the back, which were the huge price paid when conquering Mousilon Castle.

Similarly, Ryan has streamlined muscles, and there are also dense scars on his chest and back. Ever since he left Auternay and his adoptive father's warm little castle, he has experienced countless hardships. During this expedition, he Many new scars were added, including those left by Carlos, the greatest demon under Tzeentch, then those left by Landuin, and then those left by Mathubard.

These are his military medals.

"Oh, Ah Fu, you have a good figure!" Ryan also immersed himself in the water. He covered his head with a towel and said with a smile: "I heard that Mr. Alfred was very brave in the recovery of Musilon?"

"You're kidding!" Alfred felt quite proud. He stretched out his hand and pointed at himself with a thumbs up: "I'm super brave, okay?"

"Hahaha, not bad, the shoulders are pretty strong." Ryan reached out and pinched Alfred's shoulders.

"Ryan, what are you doing!" Alfred felt that Ryan was making fun of him. He reached out and strangled Ryan's neck, and the muscles in his arms tightened: "Hey, future king of knights, try this, wrestling The secret skill of Alfred!"

"Wow!" Ryan was strangled by the neck and pushed into the water. The hot spring water splashed all over his face. He screamed strangely, broke away from Alfred's attack, and in turn cut Alfred's arms. His arm made him choke in the hot spring water: "Look at the power of my beast! The royal journey!"

"Hahahaha~"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha~"

There were bursts of laughter and splashing sounds from the bathroom.

The two men in their thirties quarreled for a while and then stopped. After the collision of sweat and muscles, Ryan and Alfred each leaned to the side. Ryan suddenly said with great interest: "Afu, I haven't planned yet." Are you looking for a girlfriend? You are already a Knight Templar."

"I don't know." There was a lot of sweat on Alfred's forehead. He leaned on the side of the hot spring pool and sighed softly: "I always feel a little unconfident."

Ryan couldn't stop laughing. He stretched out his hand and took a scoop of hot spring water and poured it on Alfred's face: "What's so unconfident? Afu, if you go to Estalia now, I can't do that with Crow." Miss Dia will say no again.”

"But if that's the case, I really don't understand whether she wants Alfred or a Templar captain with his own territory?" Alfred nodded, with some hesitation in his tone: "If she wants Just long for my status and money?”

"Ha~ We can also think about it the other way around. You just want to find a girlfriend, not a wife." Ryan sneered: "If she just wants to have fun with you, you can naturally have fun with her, anyway. Aren’t they all priced?”

"If I really just want to have fun, why don't I spend a handful of silver coins to find a Leonese woman in the town? There are a lot of such people in your town now. Good friend, you can find quite a few with a handful of silver coins. Not bad, why should I find a girlfriend?" Alfred thought to himself.

Ryan was moved, with sincerity and excitement on his face: "Afu! You finally see clearly! You are indeed my good brother, Ryan!"

"???" Alfred looked confused at first, and then he was a little angry and annoyed and poured water on Ryan's face with his hand: "Okay, so you are like this Ryan!"

"Pa~" The hot spring water splashed on Ryan's face, and Ryan ducked away with a smile. He said to Alfred: "This is actually very simple. As long as you realize it, I won't say much else. For now For you, you can find a girlfriend at will, but you must be cautious when getting married."

Ryan's implication is simple, either you find a true love, or find someone who is helpful to your career.

As for Claudia, Ryan believes that it is not Ah Fu's true love, but just his impulse.

In fact, as Ryan said, it is not impossible for a maid to successfully marry into a noble family, but there are very few successful examples. Most of the cases are that they are reduced to a piece of cake by the nobles, and then they are killed. Even female courtiers can't get along.

It's not easy to pick things up off the shelf. Strictly speaking, Ryan was chosen by the Sulia family, which is considered a political marriage. However, they also accumulated a lot of feelings along the way, which is a pretty good combination.

There are generally only two types of wives of great nobles and generals. The first is the true love who followed him when he was still a soldier or before he fully became successful, and the other is the wife who can help him in his career. Political marriage.

Afu doesn't have the former, so Ryan's suggestion is the latter.

Of course, everything is kept secret, and Ryan also has another meaning, that is, no matter what Ah Fu chooses, Ryan will support him. On the one hand, as his superior noble, and on the other hand, as his childhood playmate and good friend, he will support.

"Come back, good friend." Alfred understood what Ryan meant, and he didn't want to discuss this topic anymore: "Are you planning to imitate the empire in your reforms? Build a bureaucracy as complete as the empire's electors. To replace the existing enfeoffment system?”

"How is it possible!" Ryan shook his head repeatedly: "Copy the entire empire's bureaucracy? Then the country will collapse before I can complete the reform."

"Why?!" Alfred asked strangely.

"Think about it, Afu, what are the reasons and characteristics of Britannia that have survived for thousands of years?" Ryan stroked the hot spring water in the bathroom back and forth with his hand.

"Of course it's the spirit of chivalry, the Holy Grail system and the belief in the Lady of the Lake." Alfred's research on Britannia was relatively deep.

"Not bad." Ryan nodded. His expression at this time had become extremely serious: "Afu, think about it carefully. If we think the empire's system is good, we must fully accept and learn from this system and combine the existing Change all the systems, force the nobles of the entire kingdom to learn from the empire, require us to give up our own culture and our own spirit of chivalry, and change everything to the things of the empire. Does that also mean that we deny everything about ourselves? We deny it Have you denied your own culture, denied your own beliefs, and even denied the foundation of Britannia?"

"If it really changes like this, will the Kingdom of Knights still be the Kingdom of Knights?" Something flashed in Ryan's blue eyes, which Alfred had never seen in the eyes of his childhood playmates before: " If we abandon our own traditions and try our best to cater to the culture of another country, can we still talk about self-esteem, self-confidence and self-improvement? Furthermore, is chivalry backward? Is it being eliminated? "

"Of course not. The spirit of chivalry has been proven to be the continuation of human virtue and will. It is a faith that will never be abandoned no matter how long it takes." Alfred also became serious.

"It is not advisable to copy them all. If we only see the superior parts of the imperial system and the backward parts of Britannia and then copy them all, we will always come to the same conclusion. We will only point to the advantages of the empire and keep boasting. , say how good the empire is, and then point to their own shortcomings and say how bad we are. Over time, the people have lost their faith, and the nobles have lost their confidence. We will give up the chivalry and knightly faith that we have always had, and the nobles will no longer be proud of having excellent We are proud of knights and martial arts, and no longer proud of being a model of chivalry. The only thing waiting for us is destruction." Ryan sighed softly: "In terms of military matters alone, Afu, you know that the knights and nobles of the entire kingdom If we all give up training new knights and knights’ retinue, how terrible will the consequences be?”

"I understand." Alfred sighed softly: "I thought too simply."

"So, we must reform, but we must not copy. We must not give up our characteristics and our beliefs. We must consider our basic national conditions and create a new knightly kingdom with Brittanian characteristics and a new System." Ryan nodded, and he sighed: "What is our tradition? It is the swift assault cavalry and the army of heavily armored knights! It is the feared Holy Grail Knights and the chivalry of our support when the empire is in trouble!"

"Just because the empire's system is advanced, just because the empire's gunpowder is powerful, we desperately belittle ourselves and say everything about ourselves is worthless. This is the real mistake." Ryan whispered: "We want to change, we Changes are also needed, but some things cannot be abandoned, but must be carried forward!"

"Ryan, you are no longer that Nord." Alfred smiled, and he said meaningfully: "You have that kind of authority."

"Yes, I have, I can change this country." Ryan took off the towel from his head and wiped his face: "But how can I ensure that my reforms can continue? How can I ensure that in the future? After I abdicate, won’t my successor change back? Are there many such incidents in history where a person dies and the government dies?”

The Templar was silent for a long time.

"If after I become the King of Knights, I work as a paper framer like Richard and do nothing, the entire kingdom will probably be able to survive." Ryan continued: "But that is meaningless. It is just lingering and everything is in vain. Compromise, why should I be a king? But on the other hand, if you want to do something practical and make changes, you have to use power, and you have to challenge existing interests. Maybe because of my personal prestige, people don’t want to compromise. They will oppose me, or they will not oppose me openly, but they will definitely make small moves in private, and they will do so in secret. As soon as my rule ends, how can I ensure that my reforms and my system can continue?"

"This is a contradiction in itself. Do things that offend others, and don't do things if you don't want to offend others." Alfred understood this deeply: "This is the case with the Church of Justice. His Majesty Archbishop Vicmar, two great chanters, and then Below are cardinals, cardinals, regional archbishops, diocesan patriarchs, and then a series of more than ten levels of clerical positions. They are extremely strict. No matter how you try to change, you will touch someone else's cake. That one is called Luther - Hus's war priest came to the Cathedral of Justice with such enthusiasm, but because he spoke too many questions, he was almost excommunicated on the spot, and Archbishop Vicmar took action to save him."

"That's right." Ryan continued: "Therefore, whether I can change or complete the change depends on whether I can get the approval of most nobles and the approval of most vested interest groups. In this kingdom, the people who support me the most who is it?"

"Apparently it's the Southern faction headed by Duke Francois and Duke Bodrick?" Alfred said casually.

"Wrong! It's the church and businessmen!" Ryan kept laughing. He leaned against the bathtub again: "On the contrary, it was the knights and nobles who supported Lawn! The firm support of the church and businessmen was the reason why I won most of the victories. The key, therefore, is that anyone who advises me to touch the church cake, especially the Lady of the Lake church cake, is either stupid or bad!”

"2:1 victory!" Alfred thought about it carefully, and he really had nothing to say to his childhood playmate: "Indeed, Duke Francois seems to have many ideas and ideas, but in fact everything It has become dominated by you, and you are the divinely chosen champion of the Lady of the Lake! You are glorious, deeply favored by the lady, and trusted by Her Highness Morgiana, so the church will naturally support you firmly."

"Therefore, there is a basis for change, and as long as it is recognized and the nobles receive sufficient benefits during the bureaucratic reform process, and the continuation of the tradition of the Knights' Kingdom is ensured, then why should they oppose it? Why would they oppose it? "Lian laughed and said: "This is the fundamental way to ensure the continuation of reforms, rather than relying on personal prestige to forcefully confront vested interest groups!"

"I understand." Alfred smiled bitterly: "You regard me as a model? But if we maintain the tradition of knights, what about the infantry? Without strong enough infantry to cooperate, war cannot rely solely on knights, but There are only so many resources in the entire kingdom, and all the knights are raised, how can we build a powerful infantry army?"

"This is why we want to attack the Black Stone Stronghold and why we want to fight Musilon." Ryan nodded: "A stable kingdom without internal or external troubles, a new principality, a new industrial and commercial center, this country, between the nobles and the serfs I have already opened a gap in the unbridgeable gap, and now, I want to make this gap even bigger, and I want all the knights in the entire kingdom to realize that if they don’t work hard, they will also become serfs!”

"Similarly, I want the serfs in the entire kingdom to realize that as long as they work hard, serfs can also become knight masters! And those serfs who have saved the essence, experienced battle after battle, and been tempered in blood and fire Soldiers are the source of building an elite infantry force! They are the source of breaking the class gap, they are the future, my real team that belongs to me!"

"You mean?" Alfred suddenly thought of a series of recent moves by Ryan.

"That's right, let's start with the old guard!"

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