The Sun King's Evidence

Unlike Teclis, Tyrion's perception of humans has changed several times.

The first time he saw humans was when he arrived in Lothern at a young age and saw humans in the alien activity area.

Until then, Tyrion's impression of humans was that of monkeys.

The young Phoenix Prince recklessly broke into the alien activity area and had a conflict with the mercenaries there. In the end, a big businessman came to mediate. Tyrion didn't understand. It was obviously me who took the initiative to stir up trouble, so why was it human beings in the end? Mercenary apologizes?

The big merchant told Tyrion pleasantly, yes, it was you who started the trouble, but it was his fault that he tried to attack you. He was a fool, and what he did would make the entire Chamber of Commerce driven out of Ulthuan. In the process of trading with elves, friendliness is a power comparable to gold. An ignorant fool's stupid behavior after drunkenness can ruin everything.

This incident gave Tyrion two impressions. The first was that human monkeys were never as stupid and ignorant as many high elves imagined. At least they understood the long-term perspective and the pros and cons.

The second is that elves are naturally superior to humans, both in terms of race and talent. They take the initiative to stir up trouble, but it is humans who apologize in the end. As the last descendant of the Phoenix King, he is still very noble. It's majestic.

Therefore, in terms of attitude towards humans, Tyrion is not like many high elves who think that contact with humans is a shame, and reasoning with monkeys is a waste of time. However, Tyrion does not advocate a comprehensive relationship with humans like Teclis. Cooperate, fight side by side and build strong alliances.

From Tyrion's point of view, the situation is difficult and full of crises. If you cooperate with humans for a short period of time, you can treat them as auxiliaries or mercenaries, borrowing their power so that the high elves can have breathing space and reduce casualties and injuries. Loss is totally acceptable.

And like Teclis, it is impossible to treat humans as equal comrades, partners, or even brothers in life and death, and to put elves and humans on equal footing.

Therefore, when he saw Ryan single-handedly killing the Great Demon of Slaanesh, surrounded by stars like a hero, and enjoying the cheers of the great mages of the Kingdom of Savri and the Sword Masters of Hoth, Tyrion felt a little uncomfortable in his heart for no reason. accurate.

This was originally his stage.

He led the army on a forced march all the way, but not only failed, but he also watched Ryan's final performance and receive the award.

How could this not make the war lord feel displeased? After being rushed like this, there was not much joy left in victory. He said to his adjutant Bellarine: "Okay, just win. You go and call these Dutch." Great mages of White Tower, don’t get carried away with your pride, what if Chaos suddenly counterattacks!?”

"Counterattack? This... is unlikely, War Lord." Bellarian thought that even if Chaos counterattacks, it must follow the basic laws. Ryan has just expelled a Slaanesh demon and an entire Slaanesh army. In this situation Without the connection point with the mortal world, it is almost impossible for Chaos to suddenly summon an entire army.

"Impossible! Can you guarantee that it's impossible? Who can guarantee that it's impossible? Stand up!" Tyrion yelled at Bellarian.

"Yes." Bellarine immediately understood. He led the Silver Helmet Knights into the battlefield after the war and ordered to stop celebrating and prepare for defense. There must be no relaxation before the night of witchcraft is over.

Tyrion stood there, looking at Ryan intently, a little admired and a little jealous.

The War Lord understands his own strength. It is not particularly difficult for Tyrion to defeat the Great Demon of Slaanesh. He has this confidence.

But it is very difficult to be as clean and basically injury-free as Ryan.

Something whispered again, a mad and bloodthirsty voice haunting Tyrion.

"Kill him, kill him! Kill this damn human, he takes the credit that should be yours!"

"Kill him, kill this human being!"

"As a true king, you must kill decisively!"

"Go and draw that sword, kill him, kill everyone who dares to be your enemy!"

Tyrion could barely control himself. The war lord suppressed the blood rushing to his head and tried to calm down.

"There is much darkness lurking in your heart, Warlord." At that moment, something else caught Tyrion's attention.

Ryan's brother, "Purple Phoenix" Fulgrim, the leader of the Ash Legion, did not know when he appeared behind Tyrion. Fulgrim was very handsome, but there was a trace of solemnity on his gorgeous and handsome face. He just stared at it like this. He looked at Tyrion as if the knight in silver helmet guarding him didn't exist.

The unfounded anger was instantly directed at Fulgrim, and Tyrion said impatiently: "You don't have to worry about my affairs, humans, mind your own business. Maybe you did play a role in this war, but Don’t forget that it was our Assur army that defended the White Tower of Hos that created the opportunity for you..."

"I didn't say this, I didn't even mention this war, young man." Fulgrim frowned. If it weren't for the fact that this man was Teclis's brother, he wouldn't have said this: "There is something else hidden in your heart."

"Hmph!" Tyrion knew what it was. It was Kane's curse. Ever since the first Phoenix King Aenarion pulled out the sword of Kane, the Phoenix King had carried this curse in his blood. There are huge differences in the performance of different people. For example, Tigris is almost completely unaffected, and for example, he is troubled all day long.

I can defeat it, Tyrion said to himself. The war lord was uncomfortably forced to raise his head and look up at Fulgrim's handsome face: "Yes, but what does this have to do with you, young man? How old are you? Human, judging from your appearance, you can't be more than eighty years old, right? Do you know how old I am? You alone dare to teach me a lesson?"

"How old am I? God, I thought you Tyrion, as a war lord, would have something to say, but I didn't expect you to say such vulgar words! Since you said so, I have a good suggestion." Fulgrim Amused, the Emperor's Son Primarch looked at the war lord with contempt: "If the elves only use age to calculate wisdom, then I sincerely recommend that you surrender to the Witch King Malekith immediately."

"That's enough! Shut up. For the sake of your brother supporting the White Tower of Hos, I will temporarily forgive your rudeness!" Tyrion became increasingly impatient.

"Ah, I'm sorry I said it wrong. Malekith is still not close. Our Lord Tyrion should obey the advice of Witch Queen Morathi. After all, she may be the oldest elf. Don't you think so? Huh?" Fulgrim got excited. He seized on the loopholes in Tyrion's words and pursued them. He continued: "What about my proposal? Can you consider it?"

Tyrion was so angry that he laughed. He even felt that he had to thank Fulgrim, because Fulgrim's words allowed him to temporarily get rid of Kane's influence. He now felt that he was not forced to be angry, but was angry instinctively: "Fugan Commander of the Gen Army, don’t think that I won’t kill people in front of the White Tower of Hoth, let me tell you! I have killed people in the Asuryan Temple!”

The strong smell of gunpowder also made both sides tense. The remaining knights in silver helmets all drew out their weapons, and Fulgrim also reached out and pressed the hilt of the sword. The golden power sword shone with glory, and the snake god Soti was carried behind him. The snake god storm surges on the spear of Ge.

Is this man the chosen one of the snake god Sotek? Tyrion noticed this scene. The war lord liked to be emotional, but he was not a fool. Even the high-spirit gods were very afraid of the existence of the snake god Sotek, because among the lizardman gods, only Sotek still existed. Can bypass Asuryan's restrictions and enter the mortal world.

Tyrion suppressed his anger. He turned around under Fulgrim's slightly surprised gaze and signaled the Silver Helmet knights to put away their weapons. He was going to the White Tower of Hoth to discuss strategic plans with Teclis.

Fulgrim looked at Tyrion's back. The Primarch of the Emperor's Son sighed softly. He saw the curse on Tyrion. Originally, he had some experience and insights to share. As an elder, he wanted to I want to pass on some life experience to Tyrion, which is how to fight this curse summarized by the Primarch with a lifespan of more than 10,000 years. Since Tyrion doesn't appreciate it, forget it. Anyway, the Phoenix Mantra Scroll has been Get started.

None of my business?

What Tyrion didn't know was that Fulgrim was more proud than him at heart, but he definitely felt the man's attraction to him. As the war lord walked towards the White Tower of Hoth, he thought in his mind that it was almost time to arrange the relationship between Ryan and Fulgrim. The gang has left Ulthuan, and it's really annoying to have them hanging around in front of you all day.

The naval battle has been fought. No matter how fast the undead pirates are, they will not be able to make up for the huge losses in the battle of Dragon Fjord within at least twenty years. Moreover, the two ironclad ships have also used up all their shells and have little use value.

Arranging a wave of gifts and supplies can be regarded as their hard work, Tyrion thought to himself, let Fenuba approve more, it is not easy for humans to come from afar, let them leave as soon as they get enough benefits.

Well, we'll make arrangements when we get back.

…………I am the dividing line arranged immediately…………

Three days after the night of witchcraft, in the Kingdom of Savri, the Moon Spire deep in the White Tower of Hoth.

A very, very simple wedding was held in the Moon Spire.

There were only three guests at the meeting, namely Tigris, Surya and Orika.

After many delays, the Lake Fairy finally got her wish and got married to Ryan.

Today, Lilith is wearing a bud angel white and beautiful tube top oblique wedding dress. The long back hem of the wedding dress stretches for seven or eight meters. It needs to be supported by Sulia and Olika to move forward. Lilith is not using it at this time. The appearance of the fairy in the lake directly uses the appearance of the goddess of the moon. The goddess's wedding dress is antique and full of classical sentiment. Her long moon-white hair spills to the ground from the back of her head, and the goddess's beauty is hidden on her head. Under the veil, her face was slightly red, and she was holding the flowers in her hands, trembling slightly. She was obviously very excited about it, her green eyes were shining brightly, she lowered her head, her eyes were as soft as water.

Melancholy with tranquility, reserve with shyness.

Finally, the day has finally come.

Ryan also wore simple clothes. He just put on a specially customized elf dress robe. Lilith meant that everything should be simple, and Ryan couldn't ask for it. He looked at the fairy in the lake, and Sulia and Orica behind her. , couldn't help laughing.

Sulia was wearing a single-leaf lily white shirt and a dark blue pleated skirt. Under the skirt were her beautiful long legs wrapped in ultra-thin white unicorn velvet stockings. Her eyes were shining brightly, and she was a woman. The knight was overjoyed that his beloved goddess and husband were finally going to perform this ceremony.

On the complete opposite side, Olika is quite unhappy. The dark elf pouted today and her little face bulged. She was wearing a long dress with an embroidered collar, vertical buttons, fragrant sleeves, and a fishtail dress. She rarely wore flesh-colored pantyhose and black high-heeled shoes with pearls. Olica obviously did not want to do this, she was just forced to do it. The dark elf was a little envious and a little jealous, and she also thought.

The Lake Fairy walked up to Ryan and was about to say something, but she lowered her head shyly and said nothing, just signaling to Tigris that he could start.

Ryan looked at Lilith like this and really didn't know whether she was pretending or really shy. The King of Knights just smiled and reached out to hold Lilith's hand: "We have finally reached this point, madam, do you still remember us?" The first time we met at Moon Lake?"

"Remember, I remember it all." Lilith lowered her head and did not dare to raise her head to look at Ryan.

When Ryan heard this, he opened his mouth to say something, but for a moment, he had nothing to say.

Only the gleam of light filtered in from the tall crystal windows of the Moon Spire.

There is also a huge statue of Lilith standing in the palace. This statue is somewhat mysterious under the dim light.

It was quite interesting for the goddess to marry her divinely chosen champion in front of her own statue. Ryan watched Lilith fall to the ground, her long moon-white hair as magnificent as a waterfall and as smooth as silk.

For some reason, Ryan always felt that compared to blond hair, the goddess's white hair seemed to be very beautiful, which suited him to his liking.

Sure enough, are all Chinese people white-haired?

The whole process was really simple. Ryan was like a robot, carrying out the elf wedding ceremony under the reminder of Tigris. All the things that could be simplified were simplified. After only ten minutes, everything was completed.

Ryan took out the eternal glory crown made of green leaf white gold and diamonds obtained from the treasure house of Eight Peaks Mountain. The Knight King smiled and said: "My lady, I don't have a golden double-headed eagle wedding ring for you now, but fortunately I still have this, Hope you like it."

"This is?!" The fairy in the lake quickly recovered from her stupor. She looked at the crown that had been lost for five thousand years, and her expression quickly changed from shock to ecstasy. This crown symbolized the elf. The queen's supreme authority and the supreme friendship with the Athel Loren tree elves, that is a sacred object that the elves spent countless energy and painstaking efforts to create!

This crown contains hundreds of divine fragments and the blessings of two ancient tree men! That was the blessing left in ancient times by Dursu, who was now in a violent state of unrest and lost his mind, and by the late tree man Adanhu, who chose to sacrifice himself to purify and corrupt Alaire in order to calm down Alaire.

"This time it's my turn to crown you, madam." Ryan gently placed the Crown of Eternal Glory on Lilith's head.

"Now, I declare that the groom can hug and kiss the beautiful bride." Teclis' voice was a little weird. To be honest, the Supreme Mage actually didn't want to see this scene.

But Tigris is still willing to host the marriage between Ryan and Lilith. As long as it is beneficial to the overall situation, he doesn't care.

Even for the Supreme Mage, Lilith took the initiative to sacrifice her color to tie Ryan to the Alliance of Order's chariot. It was a great achievement and a great job.

May the light of love last forever and love last a lifetime.

Ryan thought to himself that this wedding was so thin, calm and pure, like transparent air or clear water.

Moon in water, moon in water.

Lilith walked up to Ryan, stood on tiptoes, and kissed her husband.

At this time, Ryan only had one thought left in his mind.

Is the culture of elves different?

Why did she stick her tongue in?

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