Warhammer Throne

The root of power is the alienation of the division of labor, which is equivalent to the asymmetry of information under the hierarchical system.

Therefore, when a person becomes a nobleman and becomes part of the existing power system, whether he is rich or poor, whether he is smart or stupid, his instinct must be to maintain this power system and to ensure his dominance. This is human nature.

In other words, as the hierarchical system continues to extend and pass on, as the information becomes more asymmetry, the ruling class will gradually come up with similar ideas-my power is reasonable, and I deserve these powers.

This forms a logical closed loop-now I have power, because I am worthy of these powers (the gods endow sacredness, noble blood, military exploits, etc.), because I am the owner of power, so I exercise my The power is completely reasonable, because this is my thing.

But actually, is it?

Under the eyes of everyone, Ryan looked at all the nobles present, and many thoughts flashed through the king's heart.

In fact, it is not at all. As mentioned earlier, the root of power is the alienation of the division of labor. In fact, countless serfs and freedmen surrender part of their power and turn in part of their income so that some people can be separated from production for special protection. Himself, and this is the origin of the knight aristocracy and the inevitable result of a period of limited productivity.

After a long time, many knight nobles have forgotten this.

Now it has been revealed that the fairy in the lake is an elf god, which has opened a gap in the closed-loop logic of the knights and nobles.

"So we have to talk about this issue now, whether we like it or not, we have to talk about it, when the lady in the lake tells us that she is the goddess of the moon, Lilith, what should we do?" Ryan continued his speech , The king said to everyone present: "I think, these days, all of you must have thought about a lot, a lot."

"Is it pretending that nothing happened, and letting a sharp-eared elven **** sit on our heads?"

A deep bright light shone on Ryan's face, and there was a slight noise in the field.

"Hurry up and change our minds and find us a new god? Charlemagne? Urik? Tal? Mirmidia? Or some other Phoenix Lord Asuyan or Bloodhand Kane? We Bretta The Niyas can’t wait to bow before the new god, call them father, begging them to take in these homeless children, and begging them to accept us like other believers?"

The noise in the venue gradually became louder, and almost everyone was shaking their heads.

"impossible!"

"We are Bretonians, how can we do such a thing?"

"Uric? Are you kidding me, I hate the smelt of wolf cubs the most!"

"Tal will make us barbarians!"

"Milmidia? No, I'm afraid that the world will never sound the battle cry of our Bretons again."

"The Estalians will control our army and the castle in the name of Mirmidia!"

Ryan gave everyone twenty seconds to discuss, and then the king laughed: "Then maybe we can do this. I will let the cabinet draft a document and declare that starting today, Bretania will no longer believe in any gods, all The temple of the lady in the lake, all burned! All the goddess shrines, all smashed! The glorious history of all Bretonians should be nailed to the stake and thrown into the garbage dump, our so-called glory, It's just a pile of **** made up of lies. Is it time to abandon them?"

The noise in the arena grew louder, almost all the knight nobles showed disgusted expressions, and everyone shook their heads.

"No, it can't be like this."

"No, I can't accept it!"

"Your Majesty. This is not a sensible plan."

"It's crazy to think so, my majesty."

"Very good." Ryan signaled everyone to be quiet again. The king was silent for a few seconds, and gently tapped the table with a small wooden hammer: "Then, I ask everyone here, you are all the dignitaries of my Brittany. , You are all the elites of the nobles of Bretania. I would like to ask you a question."

"If our goddess, the fairy in the lake, is completely abandoned by us, what will happen to us in Brittany?" Ryan then asked, "have you really thought about it?"

The audience was silent.

"I admit that some people will benefit." Ryan cast his gaze on the knights of the "Free Bretania" faction sitting on the right. The king grinned, both sneer and contempt: "Because they have With reasonable and legal excuses, more manors, castles, and lands are seized, and more titles are obtained!"

"They can personally burn the Holy Grail Cathedral in Curona to ashes! Because that's a lady's thing!"

"They can demolish the lion ring racecourse with their own hands, demolish the thousand-year-old sculpture on it, throw all the tapestries on the ground and trample them with their feet, because it is a lady's thing!"

"They can put other flags in Bastogne, in Polderro, in our palace of Curona, and those flags that symbolize our thousand-year glory will only be thrown into the fire. In the pile!"

The audience was in an uproar, and the eight hundred nobles present thought of this scene, and an extremely deep chill soaked their spine.

This is to wipe out the fairy in the lake?

If you want to destroy the human kingdom, you must first destroy its history.

This is the foundation of their knight aristocracy! !

After everything about the fairies in the lake disappears in Bretania, then the knight culture and the entire kingdom will no longer exist!

However, if they want to completely abandon the fairies in the lake, these people must do so. Otherwise, how can "free Bretania" and "New Bretania" completely draw a line from the fairies in the lake?

All the great nobles can feel the blood surging on their faces.

Never, never let this happen.

"Ladies and gentlemen, do this, right?"

"wrong!"

"Do this, right?" Ryan continued yelling.

"wrong!!"

"Can we do this?" The king's voice spread throughout the congress hall.

"Never! Never! Never!!" The excited roar of all the great nobles in the inner hall, and even the four thousand kingdom knights in the outer hall, spread into the entire Congress Hall.

"Okay, very good!" Ryan put his hand behind his ear, and he smiled at everyone: "I heard it. I heard your voice. Very good. It seems that you don't want to see this. A scene happened, I heard it, thank you everyone."

Thunderous applause sounded, applauding for their king.

Succinctly and concisely, Ryan is thinking of them.

After dozens of seconds, the congress hall gradually became quiet, and Ryan continued: "But there must be many people who still feel awkward. We are the descendants of proud Bretons. How can we believe in an alien god? What's more, she has deceived us for thousands of years. Shouldn't she apologize for that, shouldn't she have to pay the price for using us, can she just treat it like nothing happened?"

Everyone here nodded, yeah, this level can't be passed.

The neutral knights headed by Berhemond all showed entangled expressions. Yes, they just couldn't pass this level. It's hard for them to continue to convince themselves to continue to believe in an alien god?

unacceptable!

"Therefore, before then, I must divert the topic a little bit and please listen patiently." Ryan motioned everyone to be quiet again, and the king said in a deep voice: "I have read our history carefully these days, and I take it for granted. Discovery, our history can be said to be a military book. Since the establishment of this country, endless wars have continued to invade this land, from the melee of hundreds of tribes in prehistoric times to the struggle for hegemony of 14 tribes in the later period. From the twelve wars of the founding of the country to the present after a thousand years, we have had brilliant victories and many shameful failures, but now, ladies and gentlemen, tell me, where are we now? Ours Where is the country?"

"It's here! It's here!!"

"After a thousand years, the Bretons are still standing!"

"We are not perishing!"

The nobles exclaimed excitedly, even if they have experienced countless wars, even if the years of peace in the thousand-year history are not long, even if the knights passed on from generation to generation, we are still here, and the kingdom is still there!

"Yes, we are still there." Ryan nodded, and the light shone on him. The Sun King's figure was shrouded in brilliance. He first opened his arms and then hands on his hips: "The duty of a knight is to guard, and so is the virtue of a knight. Guarding, there is nothing more glorious than defending our home and our country. Ladies and gentlemen, as knights, must we continue to assure everyone that we will continue to be here to defend and guard our country and our people?"

"Yes!"

"Agree!"

"Aye! Aye! Aye!"

The voice of approval began to sound. The great nobles recalled the glory of thousands of years, the sacrifices of each family in the long history, and the generations of people who died in order to perform their knightly duties felt that something in their bodies was awakened. NS.

Even though they were cruel, corrupt, or corrupt, the horns sounded, their armors all over, and their guns mounted, the knights shouted in the name of the goddess and fought for their homeland.

Those great nobles who were unwilling to fight for their homeland had already been dealt with almost by Ryan's waves of cleansing before and after, and most of those who stayed now have been on the battlefield.

"Yes, we must guarantee that, in fact, I also have full confidence in leading you and defending our country. You guys, do you think I can?" Ryan laughed: "I personally think that as long as we do what we do We can continuously reproduce our glory in Bafeng Mountain, in the Empire, and in Obiang."

"Yes!"

"Hear! Hear! Hear!"

The voice of approval grew louder, and the knights and old guards who supported Lane shouted vigorously. The neutral knights slapped their thighs vigorously, and even the knights of Free Bretania couldn't help but be moved. .

"I'm very happy to hear your approval. It makes me feel that my previous efforts were not in vain." Ryan smiled and nodded. The Sun King glanced at the outer hall, and then said: "But the situation is not optimistic. Estalia is dead, and only Bilibali is still resisting. Tyrell may be able to sustain it a little longer, but without reinforcements, the ending is already doomed. There is also the frontier prince, according to the three guards of the badlands and the sea gate. According to the news from Guan, the frontier prince has been basically overwhelmed by Skaven, Beastmen, and Greenskins. Maybe you haven’t noticed it. With Kislov and Silvania, the whole old world Half of it has fallen."

There were bursts of exclamations in the venue. In recent years, Brittany has been too "peaceful", and the sense of crisis among the great nobles is not so strong, even the holy grail knight like Francois thinks " The empire and the dwarves will solve their own problems", and when they heard the news from Ryan, everyone was still surprised. Unconsciously, half of the old world has fallen?

"All Bretons, the crisis is approaching us!" Lane said loudly: "Unite, Bretons! Tell us, where is your courage? Do you remember how to defend your kingdom, Right? It’s not the first time we have encountered this kind of dilemma, but as we have seen."

"We are still here, the kingdom is still there!" Ryan's fist struck the table where the Knight Codex was placed, and the sound was very light, but it sounded like a bell in everyone's ears.

"Yes!"

"We are here, courage is here!"

"Yes! Yes! Yes~" The response has spread throughout the hall of the King's Council, and even the great aristocrats of the Free Breton faction could not help but shout out.

"Then, who gave us this courage? Who brought us out of the quagmire when the Bretons were desperate? Who was it that brought the Holy Grail when the Bretons were on the verge of extinction. Give it to us, who is it, always as the patron saint, guarding our kingdom?" Ryan continued yelling.

The entire venue was quiet for an instant, and everyone seemed to be poured cold water on their heads.

It's the lady in the lake.

But... but he is an elf **** after all!

The effect was just right. Ryan took advantage of everyone's silence and laughed: "Ladies and gentlemen, it seems that you still lack a little courage. It seems that if you admit all this, does it hurt your decentness?"

More than half of the nobles blushed and lowered their heads subconsciously. Yes, even if she is really good to us, she is still an alien god. If she admits it, doesn't it mean that we are...very faceless?

Ryan nodded again and again, with a little blame in his tone: "But everyone is also very clear. Many times, it is the little courage in our chest that changed our history, our story, saved us, and made mortals. Can survive."

"The former Phoenix King Enariou, he was originally a navigator. For him, the courage is that he personally climbed into the Asuyan sacred fire, and only asked the Lord of the Phoenix to save his compatriots. The courage lies in him. Under the double curse, I still went to the ceremony site of the Maelstrom personally, fighting alone and defeating the four chaotic monsters!"

"For Charlemagne, courage is that he fought in the Battle of the Black Fire Pass for a whole day and finally headed the green-skinned warlord. Courage is that he fights against Nagash, the lord of the dead, alone. The Lord sent back to the tomb. The courage is that he personally confronted the Eternal God Choosing Moka for three days and three nights, and drove the chaos stuff back to where they should be!"

"For Arthur, courage means that he is the first dragon-slaying knight in Brittany, courage means that he still bravely came out to face the greenskin frenzy when his strength is 1:30, and courage means that he has suffered several times. After a fatal arrow wound, even if it is tied with a rope, you must stand right away!"

"For me, courage means that after becoming a king, I didn’t make a conservative, unerring but cowardly decision. I never tried to deny or conceal anything. Courage is the big expeditions. Courage is that I summon you to stand here. To all of you, and to give my speech to you!"

"So, everyone, what is courage for a lady?" Ryan finally raised the most critical topic: "For a lady, courage is to stand up when Bretons are most difficult and desperate. She came out and extended a helping hand to us. The courage is under the chaos and all kinds of threats. She appears again and again and stands with us. The courage is that when the rumors spread, she frankly admits all this, her spirit **** The identity and the right to choose are given to us!"

"Now, Bretonians, tell me, where is your courage?" Ryan roared: "Half of the old world fell, when many countries with a long history have been or are about to fall, in the beasts, in the undead , When the Skaven Rats, the Greenskins, and the Chaos Frenzy in the north may break through the imperial defenses and head south at any time, Bretonians, where is your courage?!"

A certain kind of flame was ignited, and every Bretonian present could feel the flame in his chest burning, spreading from the body to the limbs, and then to the head, and the long-lasting enthusiasm was awakened.

The hair is upside down, the thighs are shaking, the fists are clenched, and the blood veins are stretched.

The knights and nobles roared. They recalled the thrilling history a thousand years ago, and then remembered what was happening now.

The fire is still burning, and the blood is still not cold.

"It was the lady who chose us, but in the same way, it was our courage to choose the lady!" Ryan's roar echoed, like a violent storm hitting the beach by the sea: "We will use our actions to tell everyone in the world, no matter it is Elf **** or human god, lady is our god! Whether it is an ally or an enemy, we will never give up in the face of the storm, and we will never compromise! We will fight to the end, until the last Breton son disappears, if This is the end of our history, so we have to use our sacrifices to play the last song of our own, the Elegy of the Cavaliers!"

"Elf gods? Human gods, is that important? Tell me, Bretons! Do you agree with the lady to stay?"

"Aye! Aye! Aye!!" The voice in the hall sounded again, louder than before.

"Lady is the **** of our Bretania!" Finally, someone shouted

"Lady is our god!" someone said.

"Madam! Madam! Madam!" Trickles, rivers, lakes and seas, until the huge storm.

The great aristocrats of Free Bretania were almost shaken collectively. More than half of them had expressions of shame on their faces, and they were already praying to the goddess for forgiveness.

"The end is near, we will fight Estaria in the Empire!"

"We will fight on the border of the Road to Curona!"

"We will defend our kingdom at any cost. If necessary, we will fight under the sandy beaches of Lyonasse and the lighthouse of Le-Angouran, and we will fight in the manor on the Plain of Curona!"

"We will fight on the streets of the capital, in the Ardennes forest, in the port of Poldero, in the mountains of Montfort, and in Bastogne, our land of Longxing!"

"Brittanias, where is your courage? Where is your chivalry spirit?" Ryan roared: "Who remembers the oath of chivalry, who remembers the eight virtues of knighthood?"

"Humility, integrity, mercy, bravery, justice, sacrifice, honor, soul!" A enthusiastic cheer broke out in the hall. The nobles slapped the seats and railings hard, or flung silk with all their strength. The towel and the parchment in his hand were surging with excitement, like a mountain whistling a tsunami that pierced the sky, especially the young Devonshire. Ryan’s eldest son jumped and jumped excitedly, wishing to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy immediately. In the cold council hall, like a volcanic eruption, the hot air overflowed from the main hall and spread to the outer hall.

"Let us invite the ladies back, and welcome the final battle, what do you think?"

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" All the great nobles shouted hoarsely, even the Free Breton faction all stood up, shouting the names of ladies and Ryan, brandishing the parchment and Silk scarf, expressed approval.

There is no more doubt, whether it is a fairy **** or a human god, don't we Bretonians even have the courage to admit the facts?

The lady gave us courage, and now it is our turn to give him courage!

Duke Berhemond nodded slowly, got up and applauded, seeing him getting up, all the neutral knights and nobles also got up.

"Aye! Aye! Aye!"

"Madam! Madam! Madam!"

"Lane! Ryan! Ryan!"

The sacred knight's oath rang from the hall again until it spread throughout the palace!

"I swear to be kind to the weak.

I swear to fight against **** bravely.

I swear to fight all mistakes.

I swear to fight for the defenseless.

I swear to help anyone who asks me for help.

I swear not to hurt any women.

I swear to help my brother Knight.

I swear to treat my friends sincerely.

I swear that I will never change my love until death. "

Seeing people rushing to wave the parchment and silk scarves in their hands, Ryan nodded slightly and the king closed his eyes.

Success is not the end, and failure is not the end. The most important thing is the courage to move on.

And the hymn of mankind is the hymn of courage.