The Sun King's Evidence

"The Silver Horn of Israma? An artifact that can awaken and control dragons?" Ryan frowned a little after hearing Teclis' request: "Hmm... but how do we find it? And what if this thing It’s so powerful, why didn’t the dwarves bring it out when they retreated from the Eight Peaks Mountain?”

"The Silver Horn of Israma was lost in the final battle of the Longbeard War. It was an artifact of the Caledor Dragon Tamer family and became a trophy of the dwarf clan in the Eight Peaks Mountain at that time. However, the dwarves did not know how to use it. Therefore, it is simply regarded as a horn made of Ysrama silver." Tigris said calmly: "But it is a priceless treasure to Asul. This thing is currently buried deep in the ground of the Eight Peaks Mountain. It should be located in the Ancestral Temple of Bafeng Mountain. If we can get this, the dragon princes may not have to sing dragon songs for three days and three nights to wake up the dragons."

"So what can we get?" Ryan asked the second question: "You know, the wood elves will also participate in this expedition, and it is very likely that they also plan to get the Silver Horn of Ysrama."

"If we can return this horn to the group of dragon princes in Caledor, then if we encounter trouble in the future, as long as there is a message, the dragon princes of Caledor will ride on their dragons and come to support immediately. "Teclis simply said the benefits: "The power of the dragon will destroy our enemies, and then the dragon princes will emphasize that they are not here to help us, they just happen to ride the dragon for a ride."

"...Have dragon princes always been like this?" Ryan squinted.

"Otherwise?" The expression on Tigris' face when he mentioned the Dragon Prince was also very painful: "Even among the Asur, the Caledor dragon princes have always believed that their bloodline is the noblest and most glorious. The Dragon Prince They will never obey any orders. They always only consider suggestions. Even when the Phoenix King personally leads the army, the Dragon Princes will always hold the flag of their kingdom, but there is no doubt that they are still the most powerful in the world. One of the cavalry."

"What if the wood elves also want this horn?" Ryan knows the power of the Dragon Prince. This is a super cavalry that can rival the Holy Grail Knight. Unfortunately, it is as rare in number as the Holy Grail Knight and is difficult to form an organization. But like Brittany The tip of Asia's lance array only needs one Holy Grail to lead it, and its power can be more than doubled. A high-spirited dragon may be able to directly influence the situation on the battlefield.

"It depends on whether you think Aralos is more important, or whether Lilith and I are more important." Teclis said expressionlessly: "You will make the right choice, am I right?"

It smells a bit threatening. Ryan touched his chin: "I will consider it."

"That's it for today. Regarding how to advance Ms. Trovik's bloodline, Berannar only told me one possibility." Tigris stood up: "Drink the ice dragon blood, but that Impossible, the original ice dragons in the two poles are either extinct, or they have become chaos dragons or black dragons, neither of which can satisfy Ms. Trovik's needs."

"Then please go back and check the information." Ryan also stood up: "Thank you for your compliment."

"No thanks." Teclis turned and left.

The meeting with Tigris ended in the evening. Ryan and Orica walked towards the main castle. Under the moonlight, the high windows of the palace corridor were penetrated by the moonlight. The weather was getting colder. Ryan walked in front. Olika followed behind, and neither of them said anything. They walked for a long time, and the only sound left in the corridor was the sound of Ryan's leather shoes and Dark Elf high heels.

"Olica?" Ryan suddenly spoke, the king's face appearing and disappearing in the moonlight in the corridor.

"What's wrong, Master?" Orika responded: "Please tell me if you have anything to do."

"No...it's nothing." Ryan hesitated for a while, then shook his head again.

"Master must want to ask me, what should you do if the wood elf really wants to fight for that horn, right?" Olica smiled sweetly, and she simply took Ryan's arm: "You want Do you want to hear my opinion?"

"What advice would my personal maid and the royal housekeeper give me?" Ryan said with a smile, he really wanted to ask.

"Then let them fight, and the losers will all become slaves, seize the Marienburg talent market, and make a huge fortune!" Orica said with a smile: "As for the young ones, those who are not convinced can be chopped off. Siblings…”

"That's enough, I shouldn't have asked." Ryan rolled his eyes: "Just pretend I didn't say anything."

"Hehehe, you're kidding, Master." Olika shook her head slyly, her long black hair like a waterfall swaying back and forth: "You made a mistake in the causal relationship, Master. It was you who wanted to expedition to the Eight Peaks Mountain, and it was you who wanted to start from Green Mountain. Surrounded by skin and Skaven, fighting side by side with King Belegar, they are not those high elves who think highly of themselves, nor are they those wood elves who want to take advantage of the opportunity. If the Silver Horn of Israma falls into In your hands, all you have to do is wait for them to make conditions and let them compete instead of being restricted. You value favors too much. Furthermore, do you really think that the Dragon Prince will be grateful as Teclis said? you?"

"You won't appreciate it, will you?" Ryan seems to have realized something. He really doesn't understand the thinking logic of high elves and dark elves as well as Olika: "Go on, Olika."

"The Caledor dragon princes among the high elves are extremely arrogant beings. Let me give an analogy. There was a noble family that was once extremely glorious and glorious. They failed in a war. Their head was killed, and their The family heirloom was taken away, and their family declined." The dark elf sounded very serious this time: "After a few thousand years, a despicable bastard, a human that they didn't even bother to look at, actually got the horn, and I even sent it back, Master, if you were this noble family, what would you choose?"

"If it were me, I would definitely give him some benefits and give him a chance to rise, right?" Ryan thought for a moment and immediately shook his head: "But the high elf may not think so."

"Yes, in the eyes of the Dragon Prince, you are a humiliation, a complete humiliation." Olica nodded: "Your action of sending back the horn is not only mocking their incompetence and uncovering their scars, but also a kind of Provocation, do you think the Dragon Prince, especially Prince Imrik of Caledor, will be grateful to you? You really are overthinking this matter. The best way to handle this matter is for you to give the horn to Teclis or even Lilith herself. Let them transfer it, but the problem comes, this favor has nothing to do with you, whether it is Teclis or Lilith, they are considering their own interests after all."

"Very good, this is very sophisticated." Ryan shook his head, and he finally understood: "I'll think about it after I really get this thing. Now everything is empty talk, but Olika, you are right, take the initiative The power is mine, they ask for it from me, not me from them.”

Orika smiled even wider and secretly made a victory sign.

The master knows very well that I am the only one who will really consider him.

Total victory!

It was getting very late at this time. Ryan originally didn't want to disturb Sulia and planned to go to the guest room to spend the night with Orika. However, when he returned to the main castle of the palace, Sylvia standing at the gate made him suddenly feel... , the head maid's face was very serious, even with a hint of questioning expression. When she saw Ryan appearing, wearing a black and white maid uniform, wearing the same white stockings as Olica, Sylvia with a headscarf on her head, she left immediately He came up and said, "Your Majesty, you are back. Madam is waiting for you in the bedroom."

"Lidya Su? What's the matter?" Ryan knew something was wrong, so he said quickly.

"You will know when you go. Madam asked me to notify you immediately when I see you come back, so that you can go find her as soon as possible." Sylvia had a straight face and refused to reveal any information: "I can't say anything else."

"Okay." Ryan nodded to express his understanding. The king felt something was wrong. Sylvia's expression was so serious. It seemed that his wife was very angry, and the consequences would be serious.

"Please follow me." Sylvia led Ryan towards the master bedroom. Ryan quickly looked at Olika and made a gesture to the dark elf. Olika smiled and nodded. He chanted two mantras loudly.

"Hmm!!!" Sylvia, who was walking, suddenly felt her whole body flushed like an electric shock. She felt that her legs were weak and she was about to fall to the ground. Ryan quickly supported her and said enthusiastically. : "What, Sylvie?"

"Uh~ You, you guys~" Sylvia collapsed on Ryan, and the expression on the head maid's face was so shameful and angry: "It's so, so despicable!"

"Hey hey hey~" Ryan hugged his head maid and said, "Quickly, Sylvie, what's going on over there with Sulia?"

"No, I~um~" Sylvia was still struggling, and Ryan then "threatened": "Otherwise, I will hand you over to Olika tonight?"

"Okay, don't worry, leave it to me. I'll let the head maid enjoy my service." Orica also smiled maliciously: "Master, there's no need to ask, she won't tell, let me bring it on."

"No...I, I said." When Sylvia heard that she was going to be taken away by Olica, Sylvia shook her head in horror. The head maid finally compromised: "It's because..."

Two minutes later, Ryan pushed open the bedroom door alone. At this time, Sulia was already waiting in the room. Today the queen was wearing a white silk ice fantasy and fluttering butterfly dress, with a beautiful and delicate face. With a hint of anger, her long, straight legs were wrapped in a pair of white unicorn velvet suspender stockings under the slits of her long skirt. Her white silk feet were wearing a pair of open-toed fish-mouth high heels. When she saw Ryan coming in, the queen's The tone was not very pleasant: "My Majesty, are you finally back?"

"Yes, Sulia, I'm back." Ryan walked quickly to his wife with a guilty conscience. The king was about to hold Sulia's hand, but Sulia gently shook him off. The queen Obviously still angry, when she saw Ryan coming over, Sulia grabbed a stack of documents and put them directly in front of Ryan: "Lian, my husband! My king! Look at you, look at the documents you signed. , look at these orders of yours, my God, if this continues, our Duke Musilon family can declare bankruptcy!"

"Madam~" Ryan finally sat next to Sulia. He gently hugged the queen's slender waist: "Money must be spent so that social wealth can circulate and the kingdom can be dynamic."

"But you can't spend money like this!" Sulia was hugged by Ryan and her anger subsided a little, but the queen did not intend to let the king get away with it like this. She said angrily: "I understand that the royal family has serious financial problems. , and in order to ensure that this country will not collapse, you continue to use your personal finances to make up for the kingdom's financial problems, but this must be limited. The money of our ducal family belongs to us, and the kingdom's finances belong to the kingdom. You can temporarily call and It’s okay to pay some money, but you can’t always rely on personal wealth to maintain the operation of the kingdom, right? Look at the series of orders you issued after you came to the throne. We also paid for the canal construction, and the industrial payments to the empire were also paid for by our family. Money, it is our family that will pay for the further redress of the Old Guards and Knights, and the reconstruction of Mousilon will also be spent from our treasury. Now you are going to have another super expedition. If this continues, we really want to bankrupted!"

"So I want to expedition to the Eight Peaks Mountain, my wife." Ryan sighed softly. He actually knew that various expenses would be huge after he succeeded to the throne, but there was nothing he could do about it. It was understandable that Sulia was anxious and angry. To this day, he has spent most of the astonishing wealth given to Ryan by the ancestor of the blood dragon, Amber Wallace: "Only in this way can the entire financial problem be reversed."

"But, where's the money?" Sulia was still struggling. The female knight shouted softly. She was picked up by Ryan and put on his lap. Sulia only felt that she was hugged by her husband, and there was no strength left in her body. She quickly said: "Ryan, I warn you, you must leave at least 30,000 gold crowns in reserve. We must have such a mobile fund to ensure that we can face emergencies."

"Of course." Ryan held his wife in his arms and said with a smile: "It's not that we have no income, Sulia, my brother Fulgen's financial support will soon arrive in Le Angoulan, it is estimated that it will We have about fifty thousand gold crowns to accept, and I have already negotiated with Archduke Schulz of Marienburg. The Marienburg Council headed by him will provide us with a war loan of more than one hundred thousand gold crowns. .”

After saying this, Lidya Su's face finally looked better, and the queen nodded slightly: "If that's the case, it's still justifiable, but... Ryan, do you really want to borrow so much money?"

"Why not? Am I afraid of failure?" Ryan hugged his wife and smiled: "Now, standing in front of you are the Knight King of Brittany, Duke Mousilon, Earl of Glamorgan, Ji Baron En, the divinely chosen champion of the Lady of the Lake, the legitimate heir to Landuin's will and virtue..."

"Pfft~ Okay, that's enough!" Sulia was finally amused by Ryan. The queen blushed and leaned on her husband's chest, whispering: "I'm not worried that you have just ascended the throne and are eager to make some achievements. , What a great success, without considering the consequences, and you are in a special situation now, I think I must find an opportunity to remind you, since you have already thought about it, then as my wife, I can only support you, I believe in you, you will bring victory to Ours, right?”

"Of course, who am I? I am Ryan Malcador! The person holding you now is the Knight King of Britannia, Musilon..." Ryan pretended to declare his title again, Su Li Ya quickly blocked his mouth with her hands: "Ryan!!!"

"Hahaha~" Ryan felt warm in his heart when he saw that Sulia had finally calmed down. He reached out and stroked the female knight's long golden curly hair, and said warmly: "In case there is not enough money, I am also planning to discuss a deal with Archduke Schulz. Something."

"With Archduke Schulz? Didn't he promise to give you a war loan?" Sulia was a little surprised.

"This is not enough." Ryan held his queen in his arms, his face became serious: "I am going to ask Archduke Schulz to issue war bonds!"

"The name is..."

"Bafengshan National Debt!"

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