Huh? Are they all real?

"Teacher, are you sure about this name? It seems a bit strange?"

Ansha lowered her head with a red face.

This royal name is not domineering, nor catchy, and even a bit weird.

Before this, many people thought that His Majesty Trajan would use Glory as the royal name, after all, Trajan was the king loved by the goddess of Glory.

This is also the most bet on the taboo.

And now, they are estimated to lose blood.

I hope that even the dealer will not be directly blown up by a big upset.

But Ansha likes it very much, because she knows the meaning of this royal name.

Moen smiled and touched her head and said:

"This is my love for you, Ansha."

"I want everyone to know that Westeros will always be the sword and shield of Baratheon!"

——

When Moen decided on the royal name, the whole Baratheon was in motion.

All kinds of regulations were proposed and revised in an orderly manner.

At the same time, many people in Baratheon began to have sword and shield emblems engraved on their houses.

They believed that this would bring them the blessing and protection of the king.

And because of the continuous wars, the land prices in the capital had been falling again and again, but now, with the establishment of the Sword and Shield King.

The land prices in the capital have soared to an unprecedented height.

Now, even an ordinary house with air leaks and water leaks in the lower city is worth so much that as long as the owner is willing to sell it, he can use the money to directly buy a guaranteed viscount title in any other empire.

But no one has been so stupid so far.

This is the capital, the supreme place closest to the king and God.

It is the kingdom of God on earth in the true sense.

In other places, this is the ultimate yearning of countless believers.

And they have lived here since they were born.

It is simply the blessing of hundreds of lifetimes.

After all, as long as this person has a normal IQ, he will know that under the rule of the Sword and Shield King, the people in the capital will not only have a better and better life.

They will also have the supreme glory in the true sense.

In the theocracy, the closer one is to God, the more power and status one has.

This has been true in the past and will be true in the future.

And in the Supervisory Council.

Mr. Porter, who gritted his teeth and spent all his savings to buy a large number of high-quality shields, is distributing shields to his subordinates and colleagues for free.

Mr. Porter feels that this will make him more loved, so that people will not always say that his ability and status do not match.

To be honest, if he continues, Mr. Porter wants to go to the House of Representatives to request dismissal.

He really feels that the identity of the Golden Eagle is not suitable for him.

I used to think that this was his biggest dream.

But after it was really achieved, he found that he was really not made for it.

However, Mr. Porter still plans to work harder. If it still doesn't work, then he will ask for dismissal.

Looking at the high-quality shields given by Porter Golden Eagle for free, every staff member and hunter in the Supervisory Council laughed their mouths off.

To be honest, Mr. Porter's savings can't actually buy a very good shield.

However, he is now a Golden Eagle, and he is the object of flattery for many chambers of commerce.

What's more, it is said that Mr. Potter's connections are even more famous!

So, when even a silver owl could hardly get any good shield, Mr. Potter himself did not realize that the shield he bought was a special grade that he could not get with his savings.

And it is unlikely that Mr. Potter wants to resign.

His title was granted by the goddess, his golden eagle was conferred by the goddess, and his connections are directly heard by the gods.

The House of Representatives and the Overwatch Council would have to be crazy to let him leave.

As for why he wanted a shield?

Please, your majesty is the King of Sword and Shield. As a subject of the King of Sword and Shield, Baratheon will naturally have a special liking for swords and shields.

In a world where power is supreme, the Supreme is naturally the only benchmark for all wind directions.

Don't worry about the sword. In a martial world, ordinary people often get one or more good swords for self-defense.

Of course, there are guns and even armor.

And shields are really a bit scarce.

So when the name of the King of Sword and Shield came out, not only Baratheon moved, but even the people around Baratheon moved.

Everyone knows that selling shields to Baratheon is a great way to make money.

Hearing the commotion outside, a golden eagle finally opened the door of his office.

"What's all the fuss about?"

He had been dealing with the accumulated business, so he had no idea what had happened just now.

Looking at his colleagues and former superiors, Mr. Potter swallowed his saliva and handed over a shield:

"Hello, Hard Eagle, this is a gift for you. It's a very good shield, take it with you for self-defense!"

Looking at the shield handed over by Mr. Potter, Hard Eagle was furious:

"My family is a family of knights for three hundred years. Although I have not become a knight to protect the courts of the two majesties, I am also a knight!"

"A knight of the Hard family!"

"And the Hard knights from the northern grasslands will never use any shields!"

"It has been like this for three hundred years!"

"You actually gave me a shield? Are you insulting my family tradition!"

Mr. Potter was frightened by these words and stuttered. Insulting the family tradition of a noble could easily lead to a duel to the death!

"Sorry, Hard Golden Eagle, I, I, I don't know this at all, I just want to give you a little gift."

Hader immediately raised his shield and was about to throw it to the ground:

"Fuck your shit, eh."

As a golden eagle, and a hard-working golden eagle, Harder suddenly noticed the changes in the faces of the people around him.

and a shield for each of them.

Immediately realizing something was wrong, he immediately changed his expression and asked:

"I was working diligently for the royal capital of your two majesties just now, but what happened that I should know but didn't?"

One of his yellow-headed eagles quickly wiped his sweat and said:

"My lord, Your Majesty, Your Majesty's royal name has been decided!"

Harder's face became more and more ugly, and he carefully lowered the shield in his hand:

"My merciful and great Majesty Trajan, what kind of respect has he set?"

"Sword, Sword and Shield King."

Harder took a deep breath, but immediately without blushing and out of breath, he suddenly brought the shield to his left hand, stretched out his hand towards Potter and said:

"As the saying goes, keep a strong shield at your side to protect yourself and others."

"Lord Potter Harry, you taught me a profound lesson. From now on, I will definitely remember your teachings and love, and learn how to use this shield to protect the royal capital and the two majesties. the people!”

The crowd breathed a sigh of relief. On this great day, a golden eagle would be sent to the promised land originally promised.

Something is really wrong.

But Mr. Potter didn't react and said:

"So, what about your family tradition?"

The crowd took a breath of cold air again, no, why don't you open and pick up which pot?

But Harder is a sophisticated golden eagle after all. He laughed and put his arm around Potter's shoulders and said:

"That outdated stuff should be abandoned!"

"Now is a new era opened by your two majesties. The Harder family should also abandon the old tradition and follow the new chapter written by their two majesties."

Mr. Potter was able to appreciate the taste and nodded hurriedly:

"Yes, yes, you are absolutely right!"

The crowd was having fun again.

——

Late at night, a mysterious man knocked on the door of the Eastern Chamber of Commerce branch in Baratheon.

The receptionist silently connected it to the deepest room, No. 666, and left as silently as when he arrived.

In the room, Miss Benalana was waiting here early.

Seeing Moen taking off his hood, Benalana stretched out her hand and smiled:

"Thanks to your great blessing, I blew up the light and dark bookmakers jointly owned by the other three chambers of commerce."

"I didn't expect His Majesty, King of Sword and Shield, to be willing to tell you the name of your favorite king in advance, but that's the only way we can make this big money!"

Benalana took out a black gold card with a chuckle and said:

"As agreed in advance, it will be divided into 70 and 30. This is your 30%. It is a bearer account jointly recognized by our four chambers of commerce. You can withdraw the wealth you need from any chamber of commerce in any place. "

Looking at the water-gold cards that were still flowing in his hand, Moen also felt very happy.

King of Sword and Shield didn't come up with the name just for such a trivial matter, but Morn was also happy to use this trivial matter to earn his own spare funds.

He was king now, and Baratheon's wealth was indeed at his disposal.

However, there are always times when he cannot show up as the Sword and Shield King.

So, this is very necessary.

The only pity is that in terms of proportional distribution, Moen did not say anything about this obviously very young but extremely old lady.

"So how many?"

Benalana sighed:

“I was surprised by how many there were.”

Beside her, the big golden retriever dog Bella also barked in approval.

Moen said more happily:

"So what do I want?"

Benalana took out a list from the small bag Bella was carrying and handed it to Moen and said:

"That's all the information we've found."

Moen took the list from the other party and asked seriously while checking it:

"Who is this elf?"

"Lord Trapolis Dusk, one of the Lords of the Golden Flower. Why do you ask this? The visitor list should be announced by the palace soon."

Moen said while watching:

"It's just one more way to look. Agguiwen and Tristan are here too?!"

"Yes, the two adults visiting on behalf of the Storm Goddess and the late Lionheart King are the two adults, Agguiwen and Tristan."

Looking at the list in his hand, Moen really felt like he was breaking out in a cold sweat.

As long as he is visiting on behalf of the gods and kings, he knows them all, and similarly, the other party also knows him.

I have to pay more attention the day after tomorrow. Although I have Ansha's help, if they think that my words and deeds look like so-and-so, it will be the end of the world.

"Okay, I understand, I'll take my leave now."

Moen was about to leave when he found Bella, the big golden retriever dog, running up to his feet at some point.

It seemed to be smelling its own scent, and when it noticed Morn turning around, it also looked up at Morn.

Looking at the other person's soft hair, Moen smiled and wanted to touch it.

I thought I should be able to touch it this time, right?

But Bella, the big golden retriever dog, avoided it as usual.

Benalana smiled and said:

"This child is just a person close to our family. It will not let outsiders touch it. In fact, my grandfather rarely touches it."

Moen said indifferently:

"That's it. It's such a unique dog."

"But this time it's you who represents your chamber of commerce to meet with your majesties, right?"

"Yes, my grandfather asked me to represent the entire Chamber of Commerce."

Hearing this, Moen raised the corner of his mouth and said:

"Then you can take Bella with you then."

Benalana said strangely:

"Is this okay? That is the royal palace of your two majesties."

"Of course. His Majesty Trajan also loved dogs. He told me many times that his biggest regret was not being able to keep a dog of his choice."

"His Majesty Trajan would be very happy to see such a well-behaved dog like Bella."

"Really?"

Benalana still felt unbelievable. She didn't dare to listen to Moen in matters concerning the imperial court.

That is something related to the future of their chamber of commerce.

Morn shrugged and said:

"If you don't believe it, you can ask the etiquette officer then. If you can't take her to the imperial court, just let Bella stay in the reception room."

You don't want me to touch it, right? Just wait and see if I can touch it the day after tomorrow!

After leaving these words, Moen left here.

——

When the time came for the coronation day on the third day.

Popes from all major churches arrived here early, and apostles from various gods and kings were also in attendance.

The envoys from various countries stood behind them and stood with everyone under the high platform in the audience hall.

The old throne, shattered by Morne's hoof, had not been cleared away.

Instead, he was asked by Moen to stay where he was.

To symbolize the end of the old era.

Similarly, two new thrones were placed in front of this throne.

One is the throne and the other is the throne.

In front of the two thrones, the king's coronation ceremony was taking place under the spotlight.

In the past, it has always been the duty of the popes to crown new monarchs.

The crown without their recognition will not be recognized by anyone.

Because behind them are gods and kings.

But now, all the popes stand humbly and fearfully in the audience.

Because there is a new king on the stage, and the goddess who is crowning the king.

Only the goddess of the new king is qualified to crown the king at this moment.

For the rest, even thinking about it is a huge blasphemy.

He looked at the countless messengers who were watching the ceremony below, as well as the teacher kneeling in front of him.

Ansa suddenly felt the urge to freeze this moment forever.

But she immediately restrained herself.

Then she held up the crown made by her own hands and hung it on Morn's head.

After taking a deep breath.

The crown falls and a new king is established.

"Thank you for being my king, sensei."

The goddess's voice floated softly throughout the entire audience hall.

"Thank you also for allowing me to be your sword and shield forever, my forever Ansa!"

At the end, the king did not choose the honorific title of the goddess, but chose my Ansha.

The crowd did not applaud, mortals were not qualified to do so.

So they all knelt down to worship the covenant between God and the King.

The coronation was over, but Moeen knew it was just beginning.

I still worked hard and wrote 8,000 words, which is 2,000 words more than usual, so the extra update for guessing the name of King Morn is over.