The Sun King's Evidence

Alaros has been depressed lately.

His daughter Carona has been missing for a long time. He doesn't know whether Carona is out of anger or because of a mission, but she is indeed missing. Athel Loren is a very powerful magic. In the forest, Arallos is the divinely chosen champion of the Wood Elf Queen Alaire and the woodland lord of Tasien (King's Forest). He usually has a lot of things going on. After asking the mother goddess Isa, he learned that Karona was still alive. He could only put this matter aside for the time being.

The family relationship of elves is not as close as that of humans and dwarves. The culture of wood elves has a habit of freedom and isolation. In their extremely long lifespan, they have too much time to be themselves behind closed doors. Even for family members, it is normal not to see each other for decades. Karona is also an adult. She naturally has the right to make her own choices. As a father, Arallos cannot stop it and has no right to stop it.

He can only be depressed alone.

The second problem that made him depressed was that there was no news from the Moon Goddess Lilith after she gave him the antlered helmet. Aralos had already chosen the place for their tryst and thought of a poem to express his love, but in the end, It was of no use. He prayed to the goddess for a response more than once, but Lilith seemed to be very busy and there was no reply.

What's going on? Did I not do well enough? What did I do wrong? My goddess, tell me and I can change it!

Aralos thought about his own problems more than once while wearing the dazzling green antlered helmet.

The third thing is the task he has received now. Queen Alaire of the Wood Elf has learned that Ryan and Belegar are about to form a coalition to expedition to the Eight Peaks Mountain. There are many Silmarillions, many of which date back to ancient times.

At that time, the elves and dwarves formed an alliance to fight Chaos, and during the period when Malekith was still serving as the elf diplomatic ambassador at the Eternal Peak. After that, although the alliance between the elves and the dwarves broke down, the Eight Peaks Mountain, as one of the oldest dwarf fortresses, still remained. There are numerous elven relics stored in the Temple of the Ancestors, and there are even some murals that bear witness to the friendship between elves and dwarves.

Alaire believes that it is time to recover the lost glory and ancient history of the elves, and the wood elves will also participate in this war!

The elf orthodoxy lies in the wood spirit!

Alalos came here to discuss matters related to coordinated operations. He made it clear that after regaining the Eight Peaks Mountain, he must obtain the Silmarillion, the historical murals left by the ancient elves, and many possible elven relics. In exchange, Alalos would lead The Talas Eagles, the personal bodyguard of the Wood Elf Queen Alaire, and a large army from the King's Forest joined, numbering about three thousand people.

Don't underestimate the fact that the wood elves only sent 3,000 people. The elves' army was not large to begin with. Ryan didn't know how many wood elves there were in the Athel Loren forest, but he thought it was only one or two million at most. This was still a large number. The last word.

Alalos briefly stated the reason for his visit. Ryan could see that he was in a depressed mood and was in a hurry. He originally planned to keep him for lunch, but Alalos clearly refused, and the wood elf hero also privately asked if he could let him enter the lake again. Meet Lilith once in the fairy tower?

Ryan said that Lilith was not here, and she also decided to meet you here on the spur of the moment.

After simply saying a few words, Aralos left. He and his army would not follow Ryan by boat to Seagate Pass, but would arrive at the front line at an appropriate time through the roots of the World Tree.

Aralos only sat there for a few minutes. When he saw him leave, Veronica held up her delicate and sweet face: "Another elf with arrogance deep into his bones, Ryan. That means you are good at dealing with elves. I found that you are particularly good at it. You can get along well with those strange races, including elves and dwarves, and your brother, who seems to be called Fulgrim, can actually get along with the lizard people. I really admire your family."

"It's not difficult to deal with these foreign races. First, you have to be strong enough and have hard fists. Then you have to be familiar with the other party's communication methods and taboos. How should I put it? Each race or country has things that it is unwilling or unable to mention. We You have to learn to reach a consensus, for example." Ryan sat on the chair and gently stretched out his hand to hold Orika, who was standing aside, into his arms. The dark elf breathed softly but sat meekly on Ryan's lap and leaned against her. On his chest: "Master~"

"Back then, you were able to pick up such a powerful Saint from the Marienburg Talent Market. I really don't know if you were lucky or unlucky." Veronica felt angry when she talked about this matter. If it hadn't been for herself at that time, How could Ryan get a dark elf maid to go home after being forcibly transferred by Aurora with a council order? He must have arranged for an aunt to not even let Ryan make a decision.

If he had been with him during the Winter Veil Festival, would he have been thinking about developing a relationship with some little maid and some dark elf maid? And then he hooked up with the Duke's daughter?

"Ryan is the person chosen by God, Veronica." Sulia knew a lot about Olika, and a mysterious smile appeared on the female knight's face: "Do you want to know the origin of the matter?"

"Of course." Veronica was very interested in this.

"I later sent several waves of men to Marienburg to understand the situation at that time. Ms. Olika encountered the high elves' fleet while returning from plundering the Nordic west coast. She was defeated and captured in the war. She was exiled to the talent market. Originally, she should have been escorted back to Ulthuan." Sulia picked up the tea cup with an elegant gesture: "But when the high elf fleet arrived at Marienburg to replenish supplies, it was discovered in the slave market. A high elf prince was captured. This high elf prince was already dying when he entered the Marienburg slave market through very complicated procedures. His name is..."

"Prince Yelian, the son of Phoenix King 'One Piece' Finuba." Orica raised her head from Ryan's arms: "And his identity has been confirmed by Marienburg, so the high elves were in trouble at that time. Marienburg requires the high elves to pay a sky-high ransom, or to replace Prince Yelian with a commodity of comparable value. Because Marienburg asks for too high a price, the high elves are unwilling to pay so much money. The auction is about to begin. , they had to use me as a substitute. Male elves are far less valuable than female elves in the slave market. Seeing that the high elf was willing to exchange for a female elf like me, Marienburg immediately agreed."

"Well, yes, this is the truth I learned. Olika, you are lucky, really lucky." Sulia said meaningfully. The duchess had always been doubtful about Olika's identity until she When Nour returned to Britannia on the passenger ship, and Orica finally revealed her relationship with the Pale Queen, the female knight finally let go of her guard.

"My luck is also the master's luck." Olica stopped talking after saying this. She closed her eyes and gently rubbed Ryan's neck.

"Including the wood elves, you have more than 30,000 people." There was a tacit understanding between Sulia and Olica. She gently picked up the tea cup: "Besides these, Ryan, the mercenary leader you arranged before , Black-hearted Repp? What help can he provide you? "

"Black Heart Rep has established a foothold in the Border Prince Territory. With him opening up the trade routes between Haimen Pass and the Border Prince Territory, our goods can continuously enter the Border Prince Territory." Ryan hugged the dark elf and nodded slightly: "Because he has done an outstanding job, we have sent him two supporting troops. He has currently established a base of his own in the eastern city of Rovska in the border prince's territory. I am not very clear about the specific situation. It is still unclear. Waiting for news."

"You should prepare to ascend the throne now. Just leave these matters to me and Katzenberg. Ryan, my husband, taking the throne and becoming the king is the most important thing for you at the moment." Sulia thought for a moment in her heart. , she was still worried about the cunning mercenary leader: "Ryan, regarding the black-hearted Repp, you can't trust him unilaterally, you still have to make other preparations."

"His army is provided by us, and his supplies are also provided by us. In addition, his wizard advisor is sent by Veronica, and many of his officers are also our people. Bordero He even sent a team of Poseidon knights to assist him. It is unlikely that he would rebel." Ryan touched the stubble above his chin, and he accepted Sulia's reminder calmly: "It's okay, I didn't plan to arrange it in the first place. Black-hearted Repp is the main attacker, he only needs to play a containment role."

"As for the few days after taking the throne, Sulia, I plan to hold a grand royal knights tournament." Ryan said seriously: "Come and swear my authority."

"Very good, that's what I thought." Sulia agreed with Ryan's view, and the female knight nodded in approval: "My lady and I have already discussed this matter, and we unanimously agree that you hold the Royal Knights Tournament. This will be the best way for you to show your authority, and it will also be your best opportunity to show your military strength."

Ryan looked a little strange after hearing this.

No matter what he thinks, he feels that his palace has a strange smell. Devon Hill has two mothers, Mother Sulia and Mother Lilith.

This reminded him of the Mother Queen Mother and the Holy Mother Queen Mother, listening to politics behind the curtain and so on.

Forget it, I don't believe I can't handle them.

"Then it's settled. The prize this time will be as rich as ever." Ryan set the tone for his ascension to the throne: "I'm even worried about whether the empire knights, wood elves, and knights from the southern countries will see the hunter. Are you happy to participate in this Royal Knights Tournament?"

"Then let them come! This conference will let everyone in the old world know who has the most powerful knight in the old world!"

.........I am the dividing line behind the curtain to listen to politics......

Meanwhile, on the outskirts of Braunschweig, the capital of the Old World, the Empire.

A group of ragged refugees slowly entered the city under the watchful eyes of guards.

A refugee with brown skin and a big bald head was wearing a burlap shirt and a leather jacket. He had a long sword and a blunderbuss hanging on his waist. He raised his head. , looking at the magnificent imperial capital and the towering city walls of the capital, he smiled without trace. He didn't look like a refugee, nor exactly like a noble. When he presented the customs clearance document from Midden Territory, He was quickly released.

I heard that the Kingdom of Knights across the mountain moved 300,000 people from Brunswick, but in fact refugees from all directions and farmers, speculators, and adventurers looking for opportunities soon filled the city. At every corner, the streets still seemed crowded, and the bald man was crowded among the crowds. He suddenly showed a mocking and playful expression.

Soon, he found a slum in the city according to the map. It exuded a stench of sweat, as well as the rancid smell of someone who hadn't taken a bath for a long time. The crowded people had all gone to work, and the slum was full of people. Women and children.

In the year 2510 of the Imperial Calendar, the community where I lived was rated as the worst area in Brunswick.

why?

The bald man opened the door to the private residence.

Violent crime is rampant, and the number of people living below the poverty line is the highest in the empire.

The bald man packed up his things and quickly walked out of the room. He noticed that it was just morning and the streets were already crowded, and there was still an endless stream of people entering the city.

It’s just that the facts cannot be denied, but people still flock to it.

New workers are being recruited everywhere in the city. A dozen copper coins a day, a subsistence wage, is enough for the serfs and refugees who enter the city to fight for their heads.

This city will always give you a glimmer of hope, whether it's a lie or an illusion.

But it's so close, as if it's within reach, making people desperate!

The smile on the bald man's face became more ferocious and distorted. He quickly crossed the dirty ditch and disappeared like a phantom at the corner of a tavern. When he appeared again, he had changed into Rick. The full set of equipment of the imperial guards, and their increasingly crazy faces were also hidden under the visor of Yuan Helm.

Emperor Karl-Franz's team is cleaning the streets. Today is the day when the emperor goes out to hunt in the city. The Rick Guards are following behind him. In addition, there is also a group of private soldiers belonging to the royal family, Griffin Great Swordsmen. Regiment, the big bald man rode a war horse from the street corner and immediately followed the team. Marshal Rick Heilberg glanced at the Rick guard, confirmed the sign and identity, and motioned for him to follow quickly: "Schmidt, you You’re late, hurry up and catch up.”

"Yes." Guard Rick didn't say much. He followed immediately. His eyes behind the mask were fixed on the emperor who was protected by Rick's guard at the innermost place. Karl Franz was walking with his flag officer. Dwig-Schwartzhammer speaks.

In the arms of Guard Rick, there was a light blue dagger coated with poison. He tightened the reins and followed quickly. The smile on his face had exceeded the limit of human expression and was twisted into a ball of flesh. pimple.

This place is full of confusion, and I am the one chasing dreams.

The emperor's army entered the Rickvald Forest and started today's hunting activity. During the three hours of hunting, the team of Rick Knights had become chaotic. Everyone was looking for trophies. Griffin Great Swordsman They attacked in all directions, and the emperor, who had just completed a difficult hunt, left the protection of the Reik Guards to see his trophies.

The panting Emperor Karl-Franz looked at his harvest with satisfaction. He felt a little tired, but it was all worth it. When he lowered his head and used a knife to cut the meat of the stag's hind legs, he wore a mask. A's Rick guard secretly took out the dagger from his arms and approached the emperor step by step.

Wake up, false emperor, emperor of the cowardly empire established by the false god Charlemagne.

Let me burn this city and your little empire to ashes!

"Schmidt? Look at my trophies..." Emperor Karl just turned around and wanted to ask Rick what was wrong with the guard. He suddenly saw the dagger in the other man's hand: "What?!"

"Qiang!" The Elector's Holy Sword Dragon's Fang, which symbolizes the identity of the Grand Prince of Reikland, was unsheathed. The emperor's experience in holding battle formations and receiving swordsmanship training from the Royal Military Academy since childhood saved his life. The Dragon's Fang and the dagger clashed, and chaos The corrosive light of witchcraft and the runic power of the dragon's teeth made a sharp collision sound. The Rick guard made an inhuman cry from within his visor, and he reached out a hand to grab it without hesitation. He grabbed the forearm of one of the emperor's hands and let Ryuga's blade pass directly through his body!

Karl Franz was horrified. He immediately retreated to avoid the dagger stabbed at his chest or face, but because the opponent was too strong, he lost his balance and fell to the ground. Now the emperor had nowhere to escape!

"Death to the false emperor!" Guard Rick raised his dagger and dropped it directly on Karl Franz's chest!

"Praise be to Saint Traentchi!!!"

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