The Sun King's Evidence

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Marienburg, Temple University District, No. 53 Amber Avenue, single-family building.

Unlike most of the neighborhoods in Marienburg, which are dirty and crowded, Amber Avenue is the wealthy area of ​​Marienburg. It is the cleanest and tidiest place. The streets are paved in large blocks, and the streets are paved every twenty or thirty meters. A magical streetlight where each mansion is completely independent and walled.

Most of the houses are in typical Gothic style, but some also have Marienburg's own characteristics.

Just today a special guest came here, or to a certain extent, the host.

Under the scorching sun, groups of Old Guards wearing bearskin hats, dark blue coats, white linings and trousers, and well-equipped weapons lined up in neat queues on Amber Avenue to greet the guests. Their king.

On the other side of the street, the Phoenix Guards of the Ash Legion, leading the First Army of the Ash Legion, also lined up in a neat line to greet their beloved leader.

Countless people came to watch this army. The citizens of Marienburg rushed to gather and look at these two most elite armies.

It is a kind of temperament that will survive a hundred battles. Both armies have experienced countless wars. They have been tempered in the flames of war. Every soldier has achieved his glorious status and identity in the baptism of blood and fire. It is a kind of silent majesty and silence that leads the guard's duty. These soldiers scare the enemy and make the citizens of Marienburg throb.

The strong wind blew through the streets, and the flag of the Old Guard fluttered back and forth. The red, white and blue flag was embroidered with Ryan's personal coat of arms, the Holy Grail coat of arms and the fleur-de-lis coat of arms. The flag also embroidered with the battles of the Old Guard. past place.

Forest of Arden, Forest of Chalon, Plains of Leonese, Blackstone Stronghold, Monastery of La-Maisonelle, Palace of the Spires, Mousilon, Nur, Badland Giant's Tower, Castle of the Army, Iron Rock, Valaya's Gate, Eight Peaks Mountain and the final Badwater River.

Each geographical name tells the glorious history of this legendary army, and also allows the citizens of Marienburg to understand the difference between the real elite and the mercenaries in their city.

The leader of the Mannann mercenary group who came to watch, the notorious Marienburg privateer Blackbeard Teach, secretly watched this scene and secretly cursed in his heart. He estimated that his Mannann mercenary group was even more powerful. The Iris Guards, the Marienburg Castle Defense Force, and any other mess of mercenaries would not be any match for this army. It was a crushing advantage.

Blackbeard Teach has only seen a few troops that can compare with this Old Guard in the old world. They are the Reik Guards responsible for protecting Emperor Karl-Franz and the Griffin Knights under Duke Ivan of the Griffin. regiment, the inner ring organization of the White Wolf Knights of White Wolf City, the Teutonic Guards, and the Nur Armored Army, Nur's elite force.

"When you said goodbye and left, you were a hero that attracted everyone's attention. When you returned in lightning, you were already a king, my majesty." Lieutenant General Beria, commander of the Ugor Army, flattered very seriously: "Your Majesty, believe me, the people of Marienburg can't wait to welcome your arrival, whether they are willing or not, happy or not."

Hearing these words, Sulia couldn't help covering her mouth and snickering. The Lieutenant General Beria appointed by Ryan never missed any opportunity to flatter him, and he always did it just right and was very good.

Of course, what makes Sulia even more happy is that Ryan has recently started to take the initiative to hold his wife's hand. Most of the time between the two of them, Ryan will hold her hand, indicating that his queen is always with him.

Lidya Su didn't know why Ryan started to change, but he was obviously closer to her and thought of her no matter what. This made Lidya Su really feel that Ryan had become a little different.

It seemed that right after he said the words that day, Ryan changed. There was a little more and a little less in him.

In contrast, Julius, who was standing behind Fulgen, had a dark face. Sulia's brother and Ryan's brother-in-law wondered what kind of person Ryan had accepted. Why did he seize the opportunity to flatter him all day long? Ryan likes people like this?

Of course, his status is different now. Julius has followed Fulgen for several years and has learned some rules. He was not eager to argue with Ryan, but noticed his sister being held by Ryan. The king said enthusiastically, The time when he first ventured into Nord and came to live in Marienburg with Teresa, as well as Veronica later, Orika who was bought by Hadrian as a gift to Ryan, and the time he stayed in Marienburg at that time. Emilia, the little maid next to Ryan.

"Let's stay here first and wait for Lord Teclis to arrive." Ryan nodded slowly, and he said to Fulgrim and Sulia: "As for revenge, it mainly belongs to Thor Green-Iron Hammer and his group of mustachioed dwarves. As long as Marienburg, especially those business princes, do not cross the line, we'd better not cross the line and leave everything to the mustaches."

"Yeah." Fulgrim nodded slightly, he was very leisurely: "It's always fun to wait, but we can't leave this job to Angron."

"Hahahaha!" Ryan laughed loudly. He simply said to his wife Sulia: "Madam, in this way, you can arrange everything we do these days, okay? I will go wherever you take me. .”

"Then, first thing, can we buy this house?" Sulia's exquisite face burst into a moving smile. Olika and Ai lived in this house. Milia had lived with Veronica, but not with her, which made Lidya Su a little jealous.

"This house is now owned by Amelia~" Ryan shrugged: "Ever since she became the Imperial Dame, she took over the ownership of the house from Schulz."

"Okay." Lidya Su was a little disappointed, thinking that the little maid had beaten her one step further.

Ryan, Fulgen, Sulia, Orica and Karona moved into this small building full of memories. At the same time, the mustaches of Marienburg were still running around collecting debts. They gathered in the Dwarf Craftsmen Association of Marienburg to discuss countermeasures.

The leader of the crowd is obviously Belegar's eldest son, Thorgrim Ironhammer. This mustached dwarf has become the leader of the Mustache Revenge Team in his capacity.

"Beard reaches waist, and he is reliable in his work."

——Dwarf proverb

In fact, Belegar's eldest son Thorgrin-Ironhammer is actually over 60 years old this year. At this age, most humans have completed their lifetime, but for dwarves, this is just life. It's just the beginning.

Little Thorgrin (in order to distinguish him from the High King, he will mostly be called Little in the future) is now sitting behind a high stool. He is trying hard to puff out his chest and imitate his father Belegar. This makes him look a little ridiculous, but the little Iron Hammer's efforts were obviously recognized by everyone, including many old dwarves working in Marienburg. The victory of the Great Expedition on Eight Peaks Mountain made the dwarves see an opportunity for the revival of the Mountain Kingdom. Large groups of imperial dwarves chose to go to Eight Peaks. Fengshan settled down, and now many old dwarves have begun to call Bafengshan the "Queen of the Silver Abyss".

The same as the little hammer is this group of mustaches. They all raise their heads proudly to make themselves look prouder. In the youth of the dwarves, the mustaches are not so stubborn and mature yet. They are relatively Said to be more energetic... but also more impulsive and emotional, they slapped the table vigorously, drank swigs of ale and ate delicious roast venison: "We must make the scum of Marienburg humans pay the price! "

"The Judun Chamber of Commerce, the Lucerne Chamber of Commerce, and the Bacher Chamber of Commerce must all pay adequate compensation for this. Where is the man from the Magic Bird?" Little Sol Green slapped the table hard, and he kept shouting: "And what's more? , Jade, where are the other chambers of commerce? Have you investigated?"

"I investigated, prince." Jed is the son of the chief runesmith Master Sludger of the Eight Peaks Mountain dwarves. The mustache wears a vibranium helmet - a large helmet with an anvil pattern on the top. , he muttered: "But everyone says they didn't do it or participate in it, and we can't figure it out!"

"Oh, your Majesty Valaya, how can you ask directly?" Little Sol Green's face was filled with question marks: "Human beings are the most cunning. Except for His Majesty Ryan and Queen Surya, we can't trust anyone. My father told us this a long time ago. Do you think these low-level people are an honest and reliable race like us dwarves?"

"But don't we have a holy alliance with the empire? Marienburg is also from the empire." Jed still looked confused.

"Hey! Here's Granny!" Little Thorgreen was so angry that he smashed the wooden wine glass on the table, causing hops to fly everywhere: "Don't you still understand? These business princes of Marienburg are not usually the same. Imperial people are not Imperial people when doing business. They even never call themselves Imperial people. That makes them feel ashamed. But you have to really raise your ax and hammer in front of them and point your crossbow and musket at them. , at this time they will say that they are from the Empire, do you understand?"

"Despicable, cunning, shameless!" the mustaches cursed loudly. Today is the second day, and there is still one day before they give the business princes of Marienburg, but except for the three big chambers of commerce headed by the mustaches, the remaining They couldn't even find a target for revenge. After all, only these three major chambers of commerce took the lead in attacking the Bafengshan treasury bonds. The rest were purchased through secret subscriptions and channels.

Little Thorgreen can't burn Marienburg, can he? That would be a violation of the Holy Alliance.

Just when the mustaches were in trouble, a sound suddenly came from outside.

Surrounded by the Poseidon Knights, Archbishop Aldrich of the Poseidon Church was wearing a sea-blue robe, with a large number of bottles filled with seawater hanging on his body, which kept jingling, and he wore a high hat on his head. The hat and clothes are embroidered with a golden mermaid holding a trident, which symbolizes the sea god Mannann.

"The House of Lords of Marienburg has brought greetings to Belega, the King of the Eight Peaks Mountain." Archbishop Aldrich had a standard diplomatic smile on his face: "Also, we have brought an apology from the House of Lords. Everything is A misunderstanding.”

"Hello, Lord Aldrich." Little Thorgreen stroked his short brown beard. Little Hammer jumped off the chair and pretended, thinking about what his father did. He imitated every move of Belega, And proudly said: "Welcome, but only for you. We have fought side by side with the Poseidon Knight."

"Prince Thorgreen, this is all a misunderstanding." Aldrich said with a smile: "We have been looking for you for four hours, but we didn't expect you to be here. I brought an apology from the House of Lords. The members said, we It was just normal business activities. As for Mr. Magic Bird, that was his personal statement. After inspection, it was found that he was just a temporary worker hired by the Mannann Daily. We have fired Mr. Magic Bird! And brought him here coming."

After saying that, the Poseidon knights brought in a handsome man wearing a shirt and trousers with short hair. The man struggled hard and said loudly: "If a person has thought of his retreat before doing something, , that means he has no intention of giving his all! I have never prepared a retreat for myself, I am José - Magic Bird, I am the special one!"

"Hey, Mr. Magic Bird, I finally found you." Little Sol Green laughed. He motioned to the mustaches to catch this human being, and then said politely: "We will announce your crimes one by one. , before that, we will ensure your safety."

"Everything is doomed. I, José, can only pick flowers from thorns in my life!" The magic bird shouted nervously: "The caravan passed by, and a group of dogs were barking. Look at those dogs, but the big dogs are barking. The caravan moves on!"

"Hehehe, yes, Mr. Magic Bird." Little Sol Green nodded in approval: "But I think you got one thing wrong, who is the dog and who is the caravan."

"Come! Drag us down, read out the Book of Hatred, and then let us liquidate the hatred!" Little Hammer announced loudly, and several mustachioed dwarves responded with a bang.

After reading a few sentences of hatred, the magic bird knew that the situation was not good, and he quickly said: "Wait! Wait, my dwarf friend, I have a proposal. According to the provisions of the Book of Great Hatred of Eternal Peak, I can choose to accept the haircut. punishment!"

"Oh? Are you really going to accept the haircut?" Little Thorgreen's eyes lit up.

Shaving punishment is the most serious form of dwarf punishment. It refers to shaving all the hair and beard of the other party, and then branding a symbol of shame on the forehead. This behavior is equivalent to declaring a "social death" for a dwarf. " is the highest level of punishment. Many dwarves would rather accept the death penalty than the haircut punishment.

(Since the Age of Catastrophe, dwarves have rarely carried out executions or beard punishments, because every dwarf is a valuable population, and the Butcher's Oath has gradually replaced these two punishments.)

"I am willing to accept the haircut punishment!" Magic Bird sneered from the bottom of his heart. As an expert on dwarves, he naturally knew the various punishments and history of dwarves. He had already found the loopholes.

"Okay, come on, shave off all the hair and beard of Mr. Magic Bird!" Little Sol Green ordered.

In this way, the Magic Bird's hair and beard were shaved clean by the dwarf, turning him into a big bald head, and a pattern of two crossed mining pickaxes of a dwarf was carved on his forehead to represent his sin.

ha! I'm all right! Magic Bird touched his smooth chin and forehead with his hands, snickering in his heart. It's just a little hair and beard. I'll grow it out in a year or two. These short guys know how to stick to their old ways all day long. They have been studied by me for a long time. It’s clear!

I, José, am invincible! Magic Bird thought this way, and when he saw that the hair punishment was completed, he quickly said: "Okay, your revenge is over, can you let me go?"

"Hey! It's not over yet!" Little Sol Green laughed so hard that his whole body trembled: "Mr. Magic Bird, what are you so anxious about? Who told you that hairdressing is just about shaving off your hair and beard?"

"What?" Magic Bird's face changed slightly. He saw other mustaches pushing five large wooden barrels out. The large wooden barrels were filled with dwarf beer. The rich, alcoholic dwarf beer rushed straight into his nose and Taste buds: "Anything else?"

"Don't you know? After the hair torture is over, in order to apologize and thank Grimnir and Varaya for forgiving your crimes, every dwarf who has accepted the hair torture must drink five barrels of dwarf beer on the spot." Xiao Suo Erglin imitated his father's tone: "Oh, I forgot. This incidental punishment is often regarded as a reward for having the courage to accept the haircut, so it is rarely recorded in books!"

"Drink all the five barrels of dwarf beer. Otherwise, I won't be able to forgive you on behalf of Grimnir and Varaya!" Little Thorgrin waved his hand: "Come here, drink it for him!"

"Yes!" The mustaches grabbed the magic bird, took mugs and ladles, and poured it into the magic bird's mouth.

Suddenly, there were screams, wailing and begging for mercy.

In the end, José Magic Bird, a professor of dwarfism who graduated from Nuer University, died of alcohol poisoning.

The Magic Bird matter was settled, and now it was the turn to pay compensation. Little Thorgreen took out a gold mark from the big box, looked at it, put it in his mouth and bit it lightly with his teeth: "Mr. Aldrich , you only have eighteen thousand gold marks, which is not the amount we want."

"This... it's not easy for everyone. Please accept this money first." Archbishop Poseidon said with a smile on his face: "This is considered an apology."

"No, thirty-eight thousand gold coins, not one less!" Little Thorgreen threw the gold coins out with all his strength and threw them back into the big box. He said coldly: "Besides, you must be mistaken. What."

"What's wrong?"

"The thirty-eight thousand gold coins we are talking about are, of course, dwarf gold coins, not imperial gold coins!"

"The hatred about the magic bird has been settled. Now, Mr. Aldrich, go back and tell the business princes that I will give you three more days! Thirty-eight thousand dwarf gold coins, not one less!"

"Otherwise, I will use other means to settle the hatred between us!"

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