The Sun King's Evidence

Amidst the roars of Marshal Rick Heilberg and Flag Officer Ludwig, the assassin's dagger approached their beloved emperor at an extremely fast speed. Karl Franz's decisiveness saved him again, and he let go He opened the hilt of the rune sword and tried to block the dagger with his arm. The Tzeentch Assassin's movements were slightly messed up by the emperor's block, but this did not affect his attack at all. He was only slow for less than half a second. , the assassin's dagger was charged again, and struck hard towards the emperor.

There is nowhere to escape.

The silver seal of the artifact on the emperor's body emitted a dazzling light, and the huge energy contained in it protected the emperor from being harmed by the evil energy of chaos witchcraft, but the silver seal could not stop the sharp dagger and the fierce poison on it!

At the critical moment, a strong wind blew up in the forest.

The emerald green wind carried endless fury, and the leaves in the sky formed a twisted hurricane. Green light burst out between the forest land, and the hurricane wrapped the emperor's body. When the dagger was close to the emperor's neck, a dagger stretched out from the void. The extraordinary sharp blade that came out blocked the assassin's attack.

"Ding~"

A green ghost, wearing a set of exquisite ancient armor, appeared in the strong wind. From his helmet to his whole body, he exuded bright green light, ivy wrapped around his body, and iris decorated his armor: "No one can get through here!"

"Tzeentch protect me!" The assassin was losing his mind. He waved his dagger and wanted to attack again, but the green ghost did not give him any chance. The blade of pain swept the assassin's arm and cut his arm into two pieces. , the wrist rolled up, and the sharp blade thrust forward, piercing the assassin's throat. The Tzeentch believer twitched a few times, and no longer had any chance of life.

The ghost withdrew his weapon, and his green eyes hidden behind his visor glanced at the frightened emperor without emotion, and stretched out his hand as if to pull him up.

"No, you, stay where you are immediately, raise your hands, put down your weapons!" Marshal Rick Heilberg finally led the Rick Guards and Griffin Great Swordsmen to protect the emperor. In fact, Only less than five seconds passed from the time the assassination occurred to the time the assassin was killed. Marshal Rick felt that his heart almost jumped out of his chest. Although Rick's guards did not know whether firearms were useful against this ghost-like thing, But dozens of long spears and short blunderbuss were still aimed at the ghost. Helberg drew out his rune sword: "Now!"

"Don't, don't!" Karl-Franz stretched out his hand, and the ghost pulled him up directly. The emperor was a little surprised to find that the other party actually had an entity. He suppressed his surprise and immediately waved his hand towards Heilberg and others: "If he wanted to hurt me, I would have died long ago. Soldiers, put away your weapons. I recognize him. He is the Green Knight, the embodiment of knightly virtue, the defender of secrets, and the defender of good ways. Thank you very much for your help. Can I know your surname?"

"In the long history, I have had many names." The Green Knight's voice was ethereal, sounding as if he did not exist in this world: "This is not important."

"Okay." The emperor asked for trouble. He smiled awkwardly and signaled Marshal Rick and the flag officer to put down their weapons. The emperor took a few steps, came to the assassin, and lifted his visor.

Under the visor was a completely distorted human face. The emperor shook his head: "This is not my person. Something must have happened to Schmidt."

"Damn it, have the cultists infiltrated the Reik Guards?!" Helberg wanted to try if his Rune Fang "Grudge" could hurt the legendary Green Knight, but he was a soldier. Soldiers have a bounden duty to obey orders. Heilberg felt that there was a counterfeit among the Rick Guards he led. Heilberg felt that he was not to blame. Marshal Rick said in a very angry tone: "It is my responsibility, Your Majesty."

"No, it's not your fault." The emperor shook his head. He looked at the face carefully: "He looks exactly like Schmidt, and he also has his full set of equipment."

"A foolish attempt." The Green Knight said, with a strong Brittanian accent in his words. Some of the words in them are ancient words that have disappeared for a long time. If it weren't for the emperor's considerable knowledge in ancient languages, Even if you have attainments, you may not understand what he is saying: "I left my hometown and came to you, Emperor of the Empire. My lady sent me here. Nothing can happen to you. Nothing can happen to you or your empire. Otherwise, more than ten Years from now, we will all succumb before the Three-Eyed King."

"The King of Three Eyes?" The emperor was stunned when he heard this term, and then he thought deeply.

Is it Archaon's prophecy again? For more than a hundred years, the Royal Court of the Empire has collected more than ten prophecies against Archaon, the Eternal God. Demon hunters and war priests have tried many times to nip the threat in the cradle, but Archaon just stayed in the Chaos Wasteland. If the soil cannot be removed, neither the empire nor other forces can do anything.

"I was sent here by the Lady of the Lake. I must follow the oath I swore to her. I must return to Britannia, but before that, I want to inform you that on the Day of the Lady of the Lake this autumn, Ryan -Malcador, Duke of Mousilon, the legitimate successor of Landuin will ascend the throne in Curona. I have a sincere suggestion. You, His Majesty the Imperial Emperor Karl-Franz, should go to Curona and meet the new emperor. meeting with the king." The Green Knight continued, and the emperor noticed that the green light and shadow around him flickered.

"You are not a proposal, you are a threat, Ghost!" Heilberg strode up. Marshal Rick's exquisite mustache was fluttering in the air. He glared at the Green Knight: "Has the Emperor decided to attend the King of Knights' ceremony? The enthronement ceremony is not decided by you, we will naturally hold a meeting to discuss it!"

"No, please tell Ryan, I will definitely go, go in person." The emperor waved Heilberg not to be impulsive. For Karl Franz, assassination was just a common occurrence. It was normal. He exposed A hearty smile: "He and I are friends."

"But we are not always friends." Heilberg said brokenly, and Marshal Rick insisted: "Just like the Battle of Helmgart, if you knights come to make friends, we will treat you with wine and flowers. If you covet the territory of the empire, we will only face each other with swords and guns."

"That was the mistake of the previous king..." After the Green Knight saw the emperor agreeing, he softly recited a few more ancient words. The green spiritual horse appeared from the void. He turned over and said: "The Dark One" The time is coming when we must unite, not just the Three-Eyed King, but soon there will be an Avenger whose wrath will burn throughout the Empire."

"Who?!" The emperor wanted to ask, but the green knight had disappeared into the light and shadow. The spiritual war horse raised its front hooves, and the bright green light accompanied the owner's actions and disappeared behind a bush.

The breeze died down, leaving only leaves on the ground and the killed Tzeentch assassins.

After this commotion, the emperor and his army were no longer in the mood for hunting. They packed up the trophies and the battlefield, burned the bodies of the Tzeentch assassins with flames, and then gathered their troops to prepare to return to Brunswick.

After the good mood of hunting was disturbed, both the Rick Guards and the Griffin Great Swordsmen were somewhat silent. The emperor rode his own mixed elf war horse at the front, and Marshal Rick Heilberg and the flag officer Ludwig followed behind on imperial war horses produced in the Ivey Territory. Although Ludwig said nothing, everyone knew that this powerful old man from the Holy Domain was in trouble because the emperor was in danger. In the midst of self-blame, the emperor was obviously thinking about something.

"So, you will attend Duke Ryan's coronation ceremony in person?" Helberg hesitated and asked tentatively.

"Can I?" Karl-Franz asked Heilberg.

"I have no intention of blaming you. My duty is to obey your orders, my Majesty." Heilberg said solemnly.

"But you still have suggestions?" The emperor heard the implication of Heilberg's words.

"You shouldn't make such a hasty decision. Your Majesty, you are the empire. Your words and deeds represent the tens of millions of Charlemagne's descendants. I have never questioned your excellence and ability. If it weren't for you, those in the empire or The electors who are old, cowardly, arrogant, or have other ideas may have been divided long ago. You bravely shouldered this important task. From this point alone, you did better than your father." Heilberg nodded. , he whispered: "But when it comes to country-to-country diplomacy, you seem a little passive. We are an empire."

"Passive?" The emperor couldn't help laughing after hearing Helberg's somewhat contradictory words. It seemed that the decision to appoint Helberg as Marshal Rick was correct: "Knights are not enemies, Curt."

“But not always friends,” Helberg insists.

"If you don't know how to betray, you don't know politics. If you don't know how to compromise, you don't know politics. Kurt, my friend." Karl-Franz sighed softly: "For diplomacy and internal affairs, you can't use military management. ideas instead.”

"..." Heilberg was speechless.

"Sometimes, I wonder, if Boris Todbringer had won the vote, what would have happened to the empire?" Karl Franz looked at the environment of the Reikwald Forest with an expression. Xuanran: "He is experienced, brave and good at fighting, and he has a lot of experience in communicating with heads of state from other countries."

"The result of Todbringer becoming the Wolf Emperor is that we Rick guards will be sent to Arabi or Kislev." Heilberg said loudly: "He only trusts Yurik's White Guards." Wolf Knight, if your grandfather and your father come back to you, the accumulation of three generations will be ruined. You may still be able to rely on your family wealth and enjoy your status as the Grand Prince of Reich and the Grand Duke of Brunswick. Elector life, but your talents will be wasted, you will see the Church of the White Wolf prevail, and Charlemagne’s light will be dimmed.”

"But Ryan can get the full support of the Lady of the Lake Church, but I am still making deals with His Majesty Vicmar." After hearing Heilberg's words, the emperor did not comment, but said the second thing: " Sometimes I feel like a beggar and a newspaper seller who sells his newspapers door-to-door.”

"If there is no faith, what will be left of the empire?" Marshal Rick's answer to this question was very serious: "You know very well, my lord, that the empire's army is not enough to completely eliminate all threats. There is a war going on every month, not for victory, but for survival.”

"Very good." The emperor seemed to have finally figured out some problems. Heilberg felt that there seemed to be something more and something missing on Karl Franz's face.

"I will ask my court to purchase a generous gift. When the time comes, I will personally lead the Rick Guards and Brunswick Royal Half-Gryphon Knights to Kurona to attend Ryan's coronation ceremony. This is an order!"

"yes!"

…………I no longer have the dividing line between faith and freedom……

In the intensive preparations for the enthronement ceremony, time passed very quickly. In just a few months, the season in Britannia has arrived in autumn. The golden waves of wheat are rising on the Curona plain with the warmth of autumn. The wind swayed back and forth, and the impact of the Mashubad Rebellion on the entire capital has become a thing of the past. Under Raun's hard work, Kurona has returned to its former prosperity.

Now, the entire kingdom is focusing on the upcoming coronation ceremony. In a few weeks, Duke Ryan of Mousilon will be here. Under the witness of all the dukes and all the ancestors, he will be crowned from the old king Richard. He took the scepter in his hand and ascended the throne as king.

This year, Ryan is thirty-nine years old, and it has been fifteen years since he set off from Nord's Winter City.

Ryan and others also led the Old Guard and their own knight troops to Curona today. This was the greatest city of elves in the old world and has now become the capital and place of faith of the Knight Kingdom of Britannia. , the great wonders of the old world, the Curona Lion Ring Racecourse and the Knights Cathedral of the Holy Grail Champions were both built here, telling the ancient history of the Kingdom of Knights.

Ryan and others stayed at the Royal Hotel in Kurona. He could have stayed at the Royal Palace in Kurona, but Ryan rejected the proposal. In any case, he was not the king yet, and he couldn't wait to show off the victor's attitude before he ascended the throne. And enjoy the power of the king. This is not what Ryan, the champion chosen by the Fairy of the Lake, who possesses the eight virtues of knights, should do. In just a few weeks, he will be the real king. Being so impatient at this time makes it look like he is trying to get away with it. Ugly.

There are many rehearsals and preparations for the entire enthronement ceremony. Kurona has been preparing for this for several months. Regent Lawn was busy and spent a lot of savings in the treasury. As soon as the enthronement ceremony ended, there was a rehearsal parade, followed immediately It was the Royal Knights Tournament that lasted for more than a week. This tournament would be open to the entire human kingdom. Even the wood elves said they would send people to participate. Ryan prepared a lot of food and drinks. He promised that no matter whether it was a noble knight or a knight, he would send people to participate. Ordinary serfs are eligible to come and watch the game.

It was nightfall, and the Lane family had just had dinner. In the large suite of the Royal Hotel, Sulia was holding little Devon Hill in her arms, telling him the legend of the twelve first-generation Holy Grail knights and the glory of the spirit of chivalry. , little Devin Hill listened with great interest, waving his lance doll from time to time, imagining that he was the great Holy Grail Knight, riding into battle, destroying evil, spreading the will of the Lake Fairy throughout the kingdom, in order to protect his family. Fight for the country.

Ryan smiled and watched his wife holding her son and talking. He was drinking coffee, and Olica approached from behind: "Master, a guest is here. He has something to ask you. He asked you to go out and talk to him."

"Guest? Who?" Ryan put down the coffee cup.

"It's His Majesty Richard. He said he wanted to talk to you."

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