Proof of the Sun King

The Fontainebleau Palace in winter has a different kind of beauty, with beautiful scenery and pleasant climate. Even in winter, the Fontainebleau Palace will not look particularly cold. It is composed of ancient castles, palaces, courtyards and gardens. It is resplendent, magnificent and luxurious. The entire wall and ceiling of the hall are decorated with gold leaves in yellow, red and green tones, the floor is covered with a painting carpet, and the chandeliers are dazzling. Its decoration can be described as the culmination of hundreds of years.

Sun King Ryan's royal court usually moves in Curona, Jean or Mousillon, the longest of which is at the Palace of Fontainebleau, where he and Suria like to spend the winter, traversing Brittany from the north to the south The Asian Grand Canal connects the water system of the entire kingdom, and the transportation and human traffic are busy.

On this day in December, when the sun was shining outside, the courtyard of the single-family villa of the Bulgari Royal Hotel was extraordinarily quiet.

"Kislev's national treasure is indeed well-deserved." The room on the second floor was extremely quiet, until Ryan's voice sounded, the King of Knights lifted the thin quilt, rolled over from the bed, picked up his clothes from the ground, and Putting it on piece by piece, then buttoning up his shirt and the buttons of his crimson coat, the Sun King nodded happily, and wrapped a quilt on the bed into a ball, revealing only the Queen with long, smooth black hair full of ice and snow. Said: "Although the number of times with the Ice Witch is countless, it is the first time to taste the glory of the Romanov royal family."

"..." The female tsar inside the quilt said nothing.

"To be honest, I'm surprised to get this kind of invitation." Ryan got up, he couldn't help smiling while looking at the messy sheets and said, "It turns out that Kislev's national treasure tastes not bad, and it gives people It feels very special, you also have to have some confidence in yourself, I feel great, and depending on your reaction, you shouldn’t feel uncomfortable, right?”

"..." Still no reply.

"I still have things to deal with, so I'll go first. Don't worry, since I've made a decision, I'll implement it, but all this will not be discussed until the moment of the end is over and you are pregnant." Ryan continued. Said: "This is my promise. As for yourself, you can follow me. I will prepare a position for you as a guest magic advisor, which should be compared to the treatment that Teresa received when she first came to me. As for you The army and your court will be reorganized here, and please send a message yourself to summon the elites of Kislev to come to Britannia."

There was silence in the quilt for a long time, and finally Katarin's angry and sad voice came: "Well."

Katarin stuck her head out from under the quilt. She lay on the pillow and wept silently. Her fragrant shoulders and smooth, white and tender jade back were exposed, and the tsar nodded silently.

As the bloodline of Queen Miska, her body temperature is lower than ordinary people, even lower than Teresa's, usually only about 30 degrees, and two small feet wearing dark gold pantyhose are exposed. , the silk feet were slightly rolled up to the center of the feet, and the transparent toes of the socks were somewhat dislocated. She didn't seem to plan to talk to Ryan anymore.

Ryan didn't say anything else, he got up and left.

When he came out of the villa, he found that Beria, the political commissar of the 1st Guards Lancers Legion, was standing outside. Seeing Ryan coming out of the villa, Beria's face showed terrifying joy. He walked up quickly: "Your Majesty, you..."

"Go away!" Ryan immediately understood why Bellia was waiting here. The Sun King's face darkened, and he scolded directly: "Look at you, what can you do!"

"Your Majesty, it's my fault." Beria quickly bowed his head to admit his mistake, and he could only defend: "It's just because this is something the people of the two countries are looking forward to..."

"I'm looking forward to a fart!" Ryan slapped Beria lightly on the shoulder, and the king of knights then roared: "I tell you, pay attention to me, Beria, don't think you give I have made a lot of credit, and I dare not deal with you! Is the Palace of Fontainebleau a Shangri-La club for the knights to relax?"

"Yes, I'm very sorry, Your Majesty." Beria straightened her back immediately, and the Ugor people made a deep reflection: "I'm already introspecting, Your Majesty."

"Well." Seeing Beria's sincere attitude, Ryan's face became a little better, and he patted Beria's arm again: "Ralph Lianji, I also understand that you, as a Mrs. Keisler, want to change the status quo, But this kind of thing is really inappropriate, don't arrange this kind of thing again next time, you will be fined half a year's salary as a lesson!"

"Yes." Beria quickly responded.

"Let's not be an example! Do your own thing, and don't do this kind of thing to me again." Ryan warned again: "I have a queen."

"This subordinate knows it's wrong!" Beria immediately admitted the mistake again.

When Ryan left, Beria couldn't help clenching his fists and couldn't help being proud. He glanced at the villa, thought about it, and stepped inside.

At this time, Katarin was still lying on the bed, the Queen of Kislev, the last blood of the Romanov royal family, pressed the pillow against her face, and two lines of clear tears fell from her eyes.

numb.

Really numb, my whole body is numb.

The experience is too comfortable.

Is this the power of Ryan Machado?

No wonder Aurora, Teresa, and Veronica were all determined.

If I knew it was so cool, I could still help restore the country, what was I still struggling with before?

"Your Majesty, Bellia asks to see you." At this time, the Ice and Snow Guard came in from outside. She couldn't help showing a humiliated expression on her face when she saw the scene inside the house, but in the end she could only sigh.

"Beria? He's too embarrassed to come to see me at this time?" Katarin gritted her teeth, and the tsar said bitterly, "Traitor! Betraying his monarch, he is unforgivable!"

The Ice and Snow Guard froze in place, she didn't know how to reply, she replied to Katarin and Bellia.

Katalin glanced at the Ice and Snow Guard again, she thought about it, and finally said, "Let him wait!"

"Yes!"

Beria waited in the living room of the villa for more than half an hour, and then the tsar, who was not walking very well, walked in slowly from the outside. She changed into a dark blue low-cut royal evening dress and wore Kiesler on her head. The Vmiska Crown, which is inlaid with a total of 4,836 diamonds weighing 2,858 carats, of which the crown is decorated with the world's largest and most beautiful red velvet-colored spinel, weighing 398.72 carats, which is also Kislev One of the most valuable national treasures.

"Your Majesty, the foreign minister congratulates you." Beria saw Catalin come in and quickly got up, his expression was very serious, but Catalin could feel the ease and joy of Beria, the tsar not only Thinking of what happened before, as the queen of a country, she was actually killed by Ryan, and she didn't know how many times she lost her temper. Thinking of this, Katarin was very angry, and her icy blue eyes showed a deep cold like bone. : "Confirmed? You can get out of here immediately! I don't want to see you, Bellia! I tell you, if I had known it would turn out like this, I should have killed you at the time!"

"Your Majesty, who knows the future?" Bellia said respectfully: "I am a member of the Cheka, how can I become a charter knight of Brittany, a courtier of the Sun King, and the first guard gun What about the political commissar of the cavalry regiment and the research and development director of the Mousillon military factory?"

"You!" Katarin knew what Beria was implying. The tsar was almost furious. Is this your reason? The queen who betrayed her and sent her to her master's bed?

"Enough is enough, are you enough? Ryan and I have negotiated the terms, can you get out?" Katarin resisted her anger, and at the same time couldn't help recalling the fiery and humiliating appearance last night. The tsar concealed the blush on his face unnaturally, and shouted, "Go away, before I make up my mind to kill you."

"The foreign minister is going to get out." Beria closed it when he saw it, he got up immediately, and finally added: "One time may not solve the problem, the more the better!"

"Go away!" Catalin grabbed the quilt on the table and smashed it towards Beria. The teacup hit the wall and shattered.

Beria quickly walked out.

"Wait!" The tsar's voice sounded again, and Beria stood at the door, turning her head in confusion: "Your Majesty, is there anything else?"

"The second box on your left is a full set of tin tea sets. I don't like it, you can take it and dispose of it." Katarin said coldly.

"...Yes!" Bellia immediately understood what Katarin meant, and the Ugor people held up the wooden box in both hands: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for the reward!"

"It's not a reward, I just let you deal with it, how you deal with it has nothing to do with me!"

Bellia left, leaving Catalin alone in the reception room. The tsar stretched out her hand to cover her stomach. When she thought of the experience last night, her whole body felt crisp and numb, and she was too comfortable. Her face changed back and forth. A moment of embarrassment, a moment of sadness, and a moment of laziness.

The queen tsar thought for a long time and finally made a decision.

No matter what pose Ryan asked her to take, she recognized it. The child must be born. The ice witch's secret medicine still needs to be prepared more and must be conceived. This is the only hope for Kislev's recovery.

And the sword of Damocles named Surya is always hanging over her head... Katarin thought that she must do two things now. The first is to try to please Queen Surya, otherwise if Su Liya Leah is not happy, the knights and nobles in Brittany and the church of the fairies in the lake will be unhappy, and that guy Ryan will never be on his side.

The second is to try to have a good relationship with Aurora and Teresa. In the future...the mother and daughter need to cover themselves more.

On the other side, Ryan returned to the Schönbrunn Courtyard and saw the knight queen Surya was teaching her son Devon Hill swordsmanship. The Sun King saw his wife's sweaty and serious face, and felt very guilty, so he hurried up: " Madam, I'll come, take a rest."

"Where did you go last night?" Suria must be a ghost when she sees Ryan being courteous without anything. She knows her husband very well, and the female knight handed over the Angel League in her hands to Devonhill for him to practice on his own.

Devon Hill took over the Angel League and shouted "It's heavy". Ryan's youngest son is currently only an elite knight and psionicist. The Angel League has concentrated most of the power and blessings of the Primarch, and now he wants to use it This holy sword is very hard.

Just like when Ryan was not strong enough to use the goddess of nemesis blessed by the emperor, it was like a bottomless black hole, swallowing up the user's physical strength, energy and spiritual energy.

"Me? I went to His Majesty Katarin and chatted with her about Kislev's return to the country." Ryan said earnestly: "The Grand Duchy of Erlengrad and the First Guards Lancers are still misnamed after all. If we can get the full support of His Majesty Katarin, we can immediately use the Kislev veterans and refugees to form an elite division, and we are not afraid of being out of line."

"You really decided to take care of Kislev's mess?" Suria frowned displeasedly, instinctively, the knight queen didn't like Ryan's involvement with the tsar, Katarine's face The value and figure are definitely not as good as the gorgeous Sulia, but she is not bad among witches, and she has a unique royal style and noble style. Don't all men like this?

Furthermore, from the perspective of the Knight Kingdom, assisting Kislev in the future also means countless manpower, material resources, and energy.

"Kislev has extremely rich natural resources, especially ores, Suria." Ryan said softly: "And these are what we lack the most. Brittany's ores and rare natural resources have been used by the original elves. The empire is almost mined. It is far away from the Chaos Wasteland. It is impossible to mutate new ore veins in tens of hundreds of years. Kislev has inexhaustible natural resources. Erlengrad As long as we keep the golden route under control, we will be able to recover it sooner or later.”

"That's not necessary... You must assist her in restoring her country." Suria's tone was indeed much weaker, and the knight queen nodded after thinking about it: "Maybe we can do it another way?"

"Difficult, the Romanov royal family has been entrenched in Kislev for thousands of years, and they have a natural legal claim. You can see that even if Kislev is now destroyed and depressed, Mrs. Kesler has ever planned to change to another royal family or join the empire. ?" Ryan continued: "Intervention requires an excuse, ma'am, otherwise the empire has more reason to intervene than us."

Surya leaned on Ryan's back. She smelled the faint scent of sunflower perfume on Ryan's body. The knight queen was a little puzzled. She remembered that no one in Ryan's backyard liked to use sunflower perfume. The fairy in the lake, Morgiana and her favorite. With irises, Orika likes strong roses and peonies, Veronica likes roses and ylang-ylang, Teresa likes lavender, Aurora likes violets, and Sylvia likes narcissus and carnations.

Just as she was about to ask, the Twilight sisters wearing lake green and bright yellow cheongsam came in from outside. The two wood elf maids turned out to be very respectful after seeing the Lord of Humans. They did not go directly to find them as before. Devonhill, taking advantage of the baron while he was exercising, came to salut directly in front of Ryan and Suria: "I see your adoptive father and adoptive mother."

"Well, you are here." Surya's attention was diverted: "Today, your adoptive father intends to personally instruct his son in swordsmanship. Let's take a look together."

"It's natural." Nestra was still respectful and easy to get along with.

"I'm looking forward to it." Allohan was as belligerent and sharp-edged as ever.

Ryan ended up smiling, and he took out the goddess of nemesis: "Come on, son, watch it."

"Oh, Dad taught me today?" Devon Hill was really excited. Ryan was usually busy with internal affairs and expeditions, so there were not many opportunities to guide him personally.

Ryan took the goddess of nemesis and swept through the void with a sword. Not to mention his movements, he couldn't even see them clearly.

"The light of the sword is like me, severing the mess!" Ryan swept out the second sword again~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Everyone present could only see the displacement of the blade and the psionic lightning in the air: "Come on, son , read with me."

"Jiangguang is like me, cut all the bullshit!" Devon Hill has learned something, but the heavy angel alliance made it quite difficult for him to learn, and the slogan he shouted was also deformed.

"No, it's messy." Ryan corrected.

"But I like beef offal." Devonhill was also not convinced, and his son thought about it and felt a little sad: "Since Uncle Angron fell asleep, I have never had a chance to eat uncle's beef offal."

"Ah this." Ryan looked at Devon Hill's sad look and had nothing to say. After Angron fell asleep, he really felt that something was missing: "Well then."

So the father and son practiced together and shouted together: "Jiangguang is like me, cut all the bullshit!"

Seeing how the father and son competed against each other, enjoying the fruit tea held by the Twilight sisters, Suria had a smile on her face.

The happiness of a knight queen is so simple and boring.

…………I am the dividing line that cuts all the bullshit…………

In the north, the filthy tribes gathered under the banner of the Three-Eyed King, like blood from the wounds of the World Crown, marched south, dragging the world into the realm of Chaos.

The Chaos Lords chosen by the eternal gods danced their sharp blades and stabbed deeply into the civilized kingdom, robbing the northern border of the fallen empire for glory.

Now that Archaon had received an oracle from Nurgle, the Eternal God chose without hesitation, and he immediately got up and went to Norsca.

The good children of the loving father, the three plague brothers will bring the ruin of the human empire, offer the kiss of plague in the name of Nurgle, they will cast the curse of liberation, and bring the curse of primitive chaos to the hard-won world.

And Archaen was the one who led the way for the three brothers.

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