Proof of the Sun King

While Archaon led the army to the center of the Chaos Wasteland to prepare for the coronation ceremony of the eternal gods, the diplomatic activities on the Brittany side continued.

Just inside the Palace of Fontainebleau, the nobles of Noor and the nobles of Brittany were chatting happily.

On the side of Brittany, the military meritorious honors headed by the Duke of Berhemonde and the Duke of Francois, especially those who have been named marshals, are proudly sharing their views and games that are almost forever. Endless victory.

There will be more merchants and great engineers in Nuer, but it is also obvious that the military nobles are the protagonists, led by Marshal Erstein of Nuer, Justice of Nuer Theodore Bruckner, and A group of Nuer generals and most of the Nuer army's command system have come to Brittany, which not only makes people wonder if there is an accident, whether those who stay behind Nuer can deal with the trouble.

As Ryan's capable general and the chief political commissar of the 1st Guard Lancer Regiment, Beria-Gulag was not so popular at the banquet. On the one hand, his temperament was too gloomy. On the other hand, as a Nuer , the Kislev Maozi blood in the north is destined to be despised, and Beria does not have the charm, marshal status and illustrious military exploits of Marshal Rokossovsky, and is naturally disliked by the Nuer people. Ya, but rarely communicate with him.

It's good, Beria doesn't care much, he just stands in the corner and observes everything, eats silently, and thinks about what he should do next. Things on Kislev's side have basically been Completely over, Beria's presence is gradually diminishing.

As a bureaucrat, Beria knows exactly what his role is to Ryan. He knows that he has to avoid troubles, but he also needs to be able to come. He has a chance to keep climbing.

But how exactly?

When Bellia was still thinking, she was wearing a full set of Chinese clothes, with long mid-part hair, and was well-dressed. Talleyrand, the high elf with a cane, had already dealt with a large circle of nobles, and the lame man had obviously drank. After a few cups, he came to Beria with ease: "Can I rest here for a while? Mr. General Political Commissar?"

"Whatever you want." Beria took a large amount of tongs from a large plate of macaroni, then added a lot of black pepper sauce, and then chose a glass of orange juice and a large piece of sirloin steak for himself. Lelang didn't have any special favors, but he didn't have too many hatreds. He liked talking to the high elves, but he hated the high elves' style of hoarding wealth and taking bribes everywhere. Beria confessed that he was jealous of Talleyrand in his heart. Long-sleeved and well-liked by everyone: "I just think you should prefer that setting, Mr. Talleyrand."

"No one always likes an environment, Mr. Beria." Talleyrand looked at Beria's lake-green uniform and the various medals he was wearing on purpose, smiled playfully, and the high elf glanced at his chest. The various medals in front of him found a place to sit down, and very elegantly used a silver knife to cut the legs of a roast goose from a roast goose, and said with a smile, "Even if you like to socialize again, there will be times when you get tired, by the way. I want to talk to you too."

"What can we talk about?" Beria wasn't sure what Talleyrand wanted to do, but the Ugors accepted the challenge.

"Oh, Asuryan is here, we can talk a lot, can't we?" Talleyrand turned his attention to the three people, Knight King Ryan, Queen Surya and Countess Emilia who were in the center of the banquet: " Just like them, there are always endless topics to talk about."

There is no doubt that Beria and Talleyrand are both close ministers of Ryan. These two guys have always had different opinions in front of Ryan, but they can make friends in private. Beria put down the orange juice: "The scale of Nur's visit this time is really high. It is very big, as many people are worried, if something happens to Wessenland or Nuer, can Nuer solve the problem by himself?"

"What could be wrong? What else could be wrong?" Talleyrand thought for a while, then shook his head: "Beria, you are used to strongman politics, you may not be quite aware that Nuer and Wessenland already have a high degree of autonomy. The city council and the local self-governing army, they do not need a supreme leader so much, Nur is north of Rick Land, south is Sol Land, east is Ivy Land, and west is the Breeze Castle of the Grey Mountains, nothing to worry about. of."

"Really?" Beria did not intend to argue with Talleyrand on this point, and the Ugor continued: "I have always believed that this system of parliament and self-government is not conducive to the concentration of the power of the country."

"Yes, you are right." Talleyrand raised his voice, and the high elves' expressions were indescribably playful and interesting: "But my Mr. Beria, don't you understand? The dictatorship decides the upper limit, and the division decides. The lower limit, the council and local autonomy may not be able to reverse everything, but it is not too bad. Besides, you think about it, Nur has been running smoothly for nearly twenty years away from their dukes and then waited until Emmanuel Lady The Lord returns, but what about us in Brittany? Assuming that His Majesty the King of Knights... including His Majesty the Queen goes out together, how long can the entire kingdom run smoothly? A year at most, no more."

"But he succeeded." Bellia said in a muffled voice.

"Yes, Your Majesty has succeeded, His Majesty is the greatest." Talleyrand shrugged indifferently: "But do you know that the reason why His Majesty can be so great is precisely because he is His Majesty, His Majesty is him, try someone else? Who? Dare to do this, John I, John II is proof, no one can be like him, no one."

Bellia frowned in her heart after hearing this. Listening to Talleyrand's words, it seemed that the high elf disapproved of King Ryan?

These words are not easy to answer, Bellias thought for a while, and said with a serious expression: "For me, there are only one sun, Your Majesty! I will always be loyal to Your Majesty, and other things are not within my consideration!"

Talleyrand let out a long sigh, and the high elves first looked at Bellia from head to toe, and then, without smiling, raised the corners of his mouth to the limit: "Look, this is the reason, Bellia. Sir, as I said, as long as His Majesty is here, the whole kingdom will be fine and united."

Bellia suddenly realized, but before he could say more, Talleyrand continued: "His Majesty's prestige is very amazing, this is the basis for him to do many things smoothly, but too many things are maintained on him personally. , For example, the abolition of aristocratic privileges, such as the governor system, these things are carried out by His Majesty's will. If His Majesty... You know, the old nobles and the descendants of those nobles who have lost their privileges will definitely carry out extremely strong actions. The counter-offensive counts, the loss of the title of nobility without a knight within three generations, the control of judicial power through the local circuit court, and the governor system, etc., all can no longer be implemented, and will even be retaliatory damage. "

"But he is Your Majesty." Beria insisted: "He is our king, he can do it."

"Yes, it is because he is our king, and he is His Majesty, that I Talleyrand will follow him willingly." Talleyrand smiled, he watched Ryan talking to Surya and joking, the knight king secretly Putting a few drops of lemon juice into Surya's wine glass caused the queen to resent, and the lame smiled happily: "I am just a jester, and the job of the jester is to tell the king that he is not omnipotent, he is not what he imagined. The earth is so powerful. Kingship is not eternal, when your majesty is blinded by vanity and pride, I am responsible for reminding him, and you are a sole minister, the good news is that it seems that it is difficult for majesty to be blinded by arrogance, and at the same time his life grows There is almost no end in sight."

Talleyrand's words made Beria's brows slightly stretch. Even though they didn't want to admit it, the Ugor people knew that Talleyrand was telling the truth.

"Then what about in Uthuan?" Belial put down the silver knife and fork, and the Ugor people tried to make themselves less curious: "The Phoenix King doesn't need jesters?"

"Yes, the Phoenix King doesn't need jesters. On the contrary, Lord Tyrion needs them very much, but he can't tolerate jesters. This is why I, Talleyrand, are destined to fail in Ulthuan." Talley Lang nodded slowly, and the high elves let out a long sigh: "The elf princes of the high elves crowded the entire administrative center, they resist change, resist the power of change, rigidity and conservativeness fill the entire Phoenix Royal Court, any little change will cause Their fierce opposition is not that no one has a long-term vision, or that no one wants to take action on the current recession, but the answer is - the bill will not pass."

"Hey, as long as the cakes of those noble families and elven princes are touched, various factions will immediately unite to oppose, everyone only focuses on the immediate interests, many people can't do anything, but they can let the Phoenix King or the war lord It can't be done, and it becomes that any policy that wants to be passed must be negotiated, married, lured, or even threatened by force."

"Any policy is time-sensitive, and a proposal that took decades to finally pass has long passed its best time." Talleyrand sneered for a while: "With these bugs, how can it be possible to do good politics."

"So this is the defect of enfeoffment and republic. Although it is not too bad, it is still in slow decline as a whole." Beria thoughtfully: "Dictatorship may bring the country to its peak, or it may be Will it be brought into the abyss?"

"It's a pity that Lord Tyrion could neither bring Ulthuan to its peak, nor would he have the opportunity to bring Ulthuan into the abyss." Talleyrand said meaningfully: "So I came to the old world."

"You seem to have ignored the Phoenix King?"

"Finuba is in the Phoenix Court."

The two were silent for a while, and Beria spoke up: "I think we need to do something, Talleyrand, I have a proposal."

"Say, I'll consider it." Talleyrand nodded.

"It is said that the little Eternal Queen will come to the old world and plan to negotiate with the dwarves?" Belial's eyes burst into flames of ambition.

"What do you mean?" Talleyrand's eyes lit up.

"Why don't you take the lead, I'll arrange it, how?"

"Can!"

On the other side of the banquet, she was dressed up, wearing a long black palace dress with flowers, peach pink, rain, and dai T-crotch silky satin pantyhose, with camellia pattern milky white bow and pearl pointed high heels, the knight queen Surya took Ryan's arm and smiled at her husband: "Look at Bella and Talleyrand. Guys are sitting together and maybe planning something!"

"I know them, it's nothing more than what happened." Ryan didn't care, the King of Knights was confident that he was able to control these two close ministers, he shook his head with a wry smile: "Madam, if the Emmanuel-class land battle cruiser can't solve the power problem It looks like he can't go into battle."

"Nur has reached this level." Emilia, who was wearing a classic hip-pack skirt with a marigold crown and flame carving, a baroness laurel crown on her head, and ultra-thin jacquard polka-dot fluorescent pantyhose wrapped around her beautiful legs. Holding Ryan's other arm unconvinced, the Imperial Countess's face had a very unnatural blush, and she whispered in Ryan's ear: "Don't you have a solution? I remember you have."

"Lion can't guarantee a solution, Emilia." Surya covered her mouth with a smile, and the female knight's sea-blue eyes stared at the little maid: "You Nuer didn't have the conditions to achieve it, so don't do it so easily. Promise."

"It's all about Ryan's indicators that are too high!" Emilia smelled Ryan's breath and felt her legs go weak. The little maid couldn't help remembering that she was picked up from behind by Ryan last night and spat out at the boundless starry sky outside the window. The little tongue and hands made a "V" gesture, representing the strange expression on his face when he was completely victorious.

Of course, Frederick kept asking himself the embarrassing situation that he slept with his father last night, and Emilia was embarrassed and annoyed that he grabbed his son and spanked his ass, which turned out to be a strong boy. Incredibly, he didn't hurt at all, but Emilia's hand was sore and painful, so angry that she kicked her son away.

Frederick knew his mother very well. His son tried not to disturb Emilia and Ryan when he was alone. He took a group of second-generation military nobles everywhere to hunt and hold contests, and even forced him from Ryan's royal stables. Taking away a pure-blooded elf warhorse means Dad should give me a present, and Ryan has no choice but to give it to him.

The three of them found an empty lounge together, and Ryan took the relatively petite Emilia into his arms from behind, let her sit on his lap, and stretched out his hand on the imperial Countess's sacred and inviolable stockings legs. She wiped her oil and asked Suria, who was sitting next to her and leaning on her shoulder: "What is the lady doing recently? She hasn't appeared for a long time~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The lady is busy using her divine power and Your psychic can build a large barrier, ready to defend the land of Brittany." Suria gently kicked off her high heels and sat with her legs bent, giving the delicate silk feet to Ryan to play with, the queen and Ryan privately Often relaxed, she said softly, "It's basically done, ma'am."

Emilia has softened to a puddle of mud, and the Countess didn't want to say anything other than clenching Ryan's big hand, she was so comfortable that she hummed.

"Like this." Ryan turned his eyes to the east again. He could feel the huge changes in the east, but under the interference of the great guardian and the maelstrom, his sensing ability was limited, so it was nothing in the end.

"It's daytime for Lustria now, right?" Surya looked at the night sky outside the window, and the knight queen looked at Emilia, who was limp in Ryan's arms, and said with a smile, "Since you've decided, hurry up. ."

"Yeah!" Ryan closed his eyes when he heard the words.

The powerful psionic power surged like a tsunami, tearing a crack in the mortal world and the subspace, and a psionic call separated by tens of thousands of kilometers was established.

"wei, brother Fu, zaima?"

Damp, distant Lustria, capital of the Ash Legion, Costantinier.

Blue veins appeared on the head of the Emperor's Son Gene Primarch, the commander of the Ash Legion, and the purple phoenix Fugen. He gently put down the sturdy, plump and slender legs of the wood elf princess Carona, wrapped in flesh-colored suspenders and stockings. Carona put it on the soft sofa, motioned her to rest for a while, tidied up her clothes, and then connected to the psionic call.

Forgan's tone was obviously a little uncomfortable.

"buzai, cmn!"