The Sun King's Evidence

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Aurora has been in a bad mood recently.

The situation of this Sanctuary witch was not good now. After the Winter Veil Festival, she returned to the Gloria Council to prepare for the deployment of manpower. As a result, she found that the situation within the Council had changed again.

Now the Gloria Council is theoretically composed of four holy witches, namely Speaker Margarita, Elder Carolina, Elder Veronica and her. After she returned to the council, she suddenly discovered that Elder Carolina was actually He also started to confront her. Now it was one to three, and Aurora was already at an absolute disadvantage.

Of course, in terms of Aurora's own strength in the Sanctuary, it is impossible for her to have nowhere to go. Any human force is willing to treat this Sanctuary witch as a distinguished guest, provide funds and the power to mobilize the army, but Aurora This is not what La wants. What she wants is the same independent status and superior status as in the Gloria Council. She does not want to be a vassal.

The Elector of Wamir obviously also knew the news that Aurora was being squeezed out. This old pervert took this opportunity to be courteous to Aurora. He offered to bring your people to Wolfenburg, and I will give it to you. If you build a wizard tower, it can also give you the status of a female courtier, and you can maintain a certain degree of independence.

The Oster Territory is very close to Kislev, and Aurora and the Elector Varmir are also familiar. If she hadn't accepted Ryan's request, maybe she would really consider it. As for becoming a female courtier, Aurora is not completely unable to consider things. For the Witch of Gloria, her body is often a bargaining chip. If Elector Varmir can fulfill all his promises, then becoming his chief female courtier is not a problem. no.

"Gloriosa doesn't believe in tears."

——Margarita, Speaker of the Garland Council

But since she has agreed to Ryan's request to establish MI7, then the Elector of Wamir can ignore it. Her son-in-law is better than the Elector of Wamir in terms of personal ability, power, financial resources, and relationship. Much stronger, Ryan is about to become the king, and there are better choices. Aurora will naturally not consider Varmir's suggestion again, but basic courtesy is still necessary. Just like this, the two of them sat on the long leather sofa , chatting without a word.

"Mother, are you here?" Teresa and Veronica approached one after another. The sorceress held the wine glass: "Hello, Mr. Varmir, nice to see you."

"Hello, Ms. Theresa, Ms. Veronica." Elector Varmir's eyes lit up when he saw Lane's two female courtiers, and he immediately felt that a certain part of himself was filled with vitality.

This guy Ryan has a beautiful wife and two female courtiers who are also so beautiful!

Of course, the most Valmil could do was think about it in his heart. This old pervert was not stupid at all. He knew clearly which women could be touched and which women could not be touched. Valmil smiled politely and looked at Teresa and Vero. Nica picked up the wine glass: "What a delightful banquet? Two ladies, you are so beautiful today. I am here to congratulate Ryan, who is a friend of our empire and a close friend of mine."

"Thank you, Mr. Varmir, and I wish you good health." Veronica said meaningfully, and then she immediately turned to Aurora, who had drunk a lot of wine: "Ms. Aurora, I am looking for you everywhere. .”

Elector Wamir immediately understood. The old guy laughed a few times, picked up the wine glass, and began to look for the next target very skillfully: "Oh, you guys chat, I will go over there to see if there are any interesting programs."

"Veronica, are you here to laugh at me?" Aurora's face turned ugly when she saw Veronica, and she leaned on the sofa and said in a dazed manner.

"How are you preparing for Ryan?" Veronica smiled and pulled Theresa to sit next to Aurora: "It's impossible not to concentrate."

"Things are not that easy. What we have to do is to create something from scratch." Aurora said casually: "You just need to follow Ryan on the expedition to the Eight Peaks Mountain. You don't need to know anything else."

"Have you thought about it? Move here from the parliament?" Veronica had no intention of stopping.

"...Does this have anything to do with you?" Aurora said impatiently: "Do your own thing, Veronica, and don't bother me."

"Then why am I bothering you?" As soon as Aurora finished speaking, Morgiana, the Lake God Witch, appeared in front of several witches. The first choice of the Lake Fairy had an unhappy face: "Aurora - Ms. Trovik, let me warn you, since you agreed to Ryan to help him establish an intelligence department, then please do not hook up with the imperial elector across the mountain, unclear, otherwise I have the power to take you on the spot. Down!"

"Your Highness Morgiana, this is just normal communication with mother!" Teresa immediately stood up, and the sorceress explained seriously: "Elector Valmir and mother are old acquaintances, and the two parties just said hello."

Today, Morgiana is wearing a Breton champagne bubble silk slit dress, a golden Lake God corolla, and a gold belt. Her beautiful face has long disappeared when she was with Ryan. Her gentleness seemed very cold. The Lake God Witch looked at Theresa and Aurora with an expression as if I were an idiot. Apparently she had also heard the previous invitation from the Elector of Varmir. Morgiana's green eyes Full of anger from the Lake God, she whispered into Aurora's ear: "Don't let me find a chance, witch, you don't belong to us at all."

"Hmph!" Aurora also snorted disdainfully at Morgiana: "You don't belong to us."

Veronica sat with a smile eating melon and watching the show, while Theresa could only cover her face. She actually didn't quite understand why Morgiana was so hostile to Aurora.

"Where's Ryan?" Veronica asked casually.

"Ryan is in the garden, talking to His Majesty Tigris and His Majesty Karl-Franz." Morgiana had a better attitude towards Veronica: "You want to go there?"

"Why not?" Veronica is indeed a little bored. The Gloria Witch has no friends in the palace. Whether it is a Britannian noble or an imperial noble, she can't fit in. Sulia's side The gathering of noble ladies was not the place for her to stay. Theresa obviously wanted to stay with Aurora. Seeing this, Veronica whispered a few words in Morgiana's ear. Morgiana's eyes lit up and she nodded in agreement.

At the same time, the Crown Prince of Britannia was discussing plans for the next part with the Emperor and the High Elves.

"The good news is that according to the divination and prophecy of the White Tower of Hoth, it seems that the Eternal Chosen has not yet found the location of the last Chaos artifact, the Crown of Dominance." Teclis faced Ryan and Karl with some words. He said in a worried tone: "The bad news is that he may find the Crown of Dominance at any time."

"Then your divination means that there is basically no valuable harvest." Ryan complained: "Well, at least for the time being, we don't need to face the chaos frenzy in the north. I expect to lead the army one month after taking the throne. Expedition to Bafeng Mountain, we will spend the Winter Veil Festival at Haimen Pass, and then officially start the expedition to Bafeng Mountain."

"Do you need help from the empire?" Karl Franz is obviously also very interested in the wealth of the Eight Peaks Mountain, but the empire is not like Britannia. Ryan has spent more than ten years traveling south since arriving in Britannia. The Northern War has basically eliminated all internal and external troubles in the entire kingdom. Unlike the empire, Karl Franz just asked casually to see if he could get a piece of the pie.

"Too many troops is not a good thing for the expedition. The supply pressure is too great." Ryan shook his head: "I will tell you if necessary, Karl."

"Okay." The emperor turned to Teclis: "Your Excellency Teclis, we haven't seen you for several years. Is there any new news from the Phoenix Court? What actions has the War Council taken? What can we do for our elf friends? ?”

Teclis always kept his expressions of joy and anger, but when he heard the emperor's question, the Supreme Mage's dead fish eyes also showed a little helplessness: "I don't understand what you are asking, His Majesty the Emperor of the Empire."

"Just call me Karl. Now is the time for a private party. Don't worry about so much red tape." The emperor said very kindly: "Is there any new news from His Majesty Fenuba's Phoenix Court that you can tell us recently?"

"If what you want is news that is meaningful or influential to human beings, I can tell you that there is none." Teclis said calmly: "If you want me to tell you, the Phoenix King's Court has been in trouble for a while. I could spend a month describing how many political conspiracies, cliques, secret deals, and mutual temptations took place, and there would never be any repetitive plots."

"Pfft~" Ryan laughed when he heard this. Karl Franz smiled bitterly after hearing this and quickly shook his head: "No need, since there is no news, it is good news."

The three of them were silent for a while, and Ryan took the initiative to speak: "Very good, since there is no more information to exchange, what should we do now? It's only eight o'clock."

"It's eight o'clock, it's time to take a break." Karl-Franz told a rather cold joke. He thought it was funny and made a face at Ryan and Tigris.

"..." Both Ryan and Tiglis looked at him sideways. Ryan thought that it might not be an accident that Karl and Marius had such a good relationship. Both of them were good at telling such inappropriate jokes.

The emperor seemed to find his joke a bit embarrassing. He raised his head and drank the champagne in the glass: "Okay, Boris and the others are playing a chess game in the conference hall. I will bring all my chess pieces this time." Now, maybe we can go play chess in the conference hall?"

"...Is there anything else?" Neither Ryan nor Teclis seemed interested. Ryan was because his level was too low, and Teclis felt that this kind of war chess game played by humans was too retarded. The same war chess game played by high elves The game has a military book that is over 300 pages thick, with eight editions of rules. It takes at least five years for an elf to become proficient.

"...Uh, or we can find a place to have a few more drinks together and then play cards? Nuer University recently developed a brand new card game, and Emmanuel brought them this time. Upon seeing this, the emperor made a new suggestion: "We can continue chatting, invite other people, and chat while playing cards. I have a lot of interesting anecdotes about Brunswick to share."

"I think it's okay." Ryan nodded: "At least it's more interesting than the war chess game."

"Very good. Since everyone agrees, let's go." Karl-Franz nodded, and the three of them prepared to leave the garden.

"Wait a minute!" At this time, the charming Veronica, who was dressed up in a gorgeous dress, approached with a wine glass. The Witch of Gloria slowly approached with a pair of silky feet and white fish-mouth high heels. She looked towards Tiger Reese and Karl Franz both said hello: "Can I say a few words to Ryan?"

"Oh, of course, it sounds really serious!" Karl-Franz obviously understood something, and the emperor smiled ambiguously: "Your Excellency Tigris, let's go first, Ryan, see you later."

"See you later." Ryan was pulled by Veronica towards the corner of the garden. The two of them walked to a flower bed. Ryan smiled and asked, "What's the matter, honey? What's wrong?"

"It's okay, I just want to talk to you alone." Veronica raised her chin. She drank a lot today, and her face was bright and red: "Also, I don't want others to know what we are going to do."

"Hmm, what are we going to do?" Ryan vaguely understood something.

"Morgiana is waiting for us in the corner bedroom on the second floor of the palace. She has already set up the magic circle. We can go up and do other, particularly happy things." Veronica took two steps forward and put her forehead Putting it on Ryan's chin: "What do you think, dear, think about it?"

"Wow, my dear, are you so direct?" Ryan lowered his head and kissed Veronica's flaming red lips deeply.

Veronica stood on her tiptoes, closed her eyes, and enjoyed the moment.

After a long time, their lips parted, and the Witch of Gloria gasped and said playfully: "My dear, I am no longer the shy and reserved witch apprentice. Of course, if you beg me, I am still willing to perform."

"So, do you want to come? You can join His Majesty Karl and His Excellency Tigris in half an hour, an hour, an hour and a half, or two hours?" Veronica asked Ryan. A wink.

"Or three hours?" Ryan decided.

"As you wish, it depends on your ability, my dear."

…………I am the dividing line based on your ability…………

At this time, on the outskirts of Kurona, a team from Marienburg did not enter the city, but chose to station outside the city.

The Grand Duke of Marienburg, Van der Cooper-Schulz, who had controlled the entire Senate of Marienburg for more than 30 years, led only a few very tall people, so he was unprepared in the wilderness. Hang out on it.

Schulz faced at least ten assassinations every year. Under normal circumstances, he would not be so relaxed about his own safety, let alone leave his personal guards and "Linewalker" pioneer grenade riders to act alone. It's really unreasonable.

Today is an exceptional day.

With these guys behind Schultz, nothing could happen.

"That is to say, after you lurked in Marienburg for five years, you discovered that the actual ruler of Marienburg was an undead named Mondwald - the Cruel One?" Wearing a dark green full-body dress, behind his back Carrying a giant sword on his back, Dark Angel Primarch Leon El Jonson said to Schultz: "Very good, if it were me, there would be no need for this city to exist."

"Yes, Lord Jonson, Mondwald the Cruel was once a subordinate of Vlad von Carstein, Count Vampire and Elector of Sylvania. After Vlad's failure, he entered After I received His Majesty’s revelation and was sent to Marienburg, I spent several years entering the House of Commons and trying to understand everything until I discovered that nearly 30% of the entire House All the congressmen are vampires, descendants of Mondwald." Van der Cooper-Schulz said to Jonson with a tone full of respect and reverence: "Even with your Majesty's blessing, it took me almost two years to It took ten years to clear out all the undead from the Marienburg Council. I killed Mondwald, and that vampire is completely dead for the time being."

"That's really a great event!" Vulkan, the primarch of the Salamander gene, who was more than three meters tall, raised his fist and said loudly with a rich and excited voice: "Schulz, well done!"

"Very good." The face of the Lord of Humanity, the Emperor, shrouded in miracles and light looked at Krona in the distance, and he spat out a word coldly and emotionlessly.

Just one word made Schulz almost cry. Being able to hear the emperor's holy words made more than thirty years of hard work completely worth it.

The emperor and his party entered a farm under the leadership of Schultz. They violently destroyed the walls of the farm and directly entered the granary and corrals of the farm.

It was already late at night in autumn, and the serfs in the farm were already asleep. Schultz pointed to the harvest of grain and said to the emperor and others: "Lane's reforms have proven to be effective. Now many serfs have been redeemed in Kurona." Your Majesty, your Excellencies, you see, the warehouse is full of grain. Obviously, this family is already a free citizen, because it is impossible for serfs to store so much grain, and most of the surplus grain will be used by the knight. They collect it.”

"Well, it's a very primitive planting method and all-natural grain ingredients. If such a handful of grains were in Holy Terra, they would definitely cause looting." Vulkan grabbed a handful of millet: "Ah, I really want to try it. Grand’s porridge!”

The emperor also grabbed a handful of barley. He frowned and looked at the plump grains, as if he was thinking and reminiscing about something.

At this moment, a little girl's scream pierced the quiet night sky. A little girl about five or six years old was standing at the door of the granary. She was wearing a not-too-thick leather jacket and holding a small bag in her hand. The doll is made of burlap. The doll is already a little tattered, but the little girl likes it very much now. She hugs the doll tightly in her arms, her little face turned red from the cold.

The big watery eyes looked at these uninvited guests in horror, and screamed: "Ms...lady on top! You thieves! Monsters! What are you going to do?!"

"No! Several Norscan barbarians have entered our farm!" When the little girl saw these tall people, she immediately concluded that they were plunderers from Norsca. She turned around and was about to go to the village. People inside shouted: "Oh no! The Norscans have entered the village! The barbarians have come to steal our food!"

"Damn it!" Zhuang Sen immediately reached for the giant sword behind him and appeared in front of the little girl in the blink of an eye.

"No!"

"Jonson!"

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