Proof of the Sun King

PS: Yesterday was too fierce, I am late today, sorry.

In the spring of 2525 in the imperial calendar, the Palace of Fontainebleau, the pale courtyard dedicated to Orika.

Even in the Palace of Fontainebleau, the palace of the Sun King, the Pale Courtyard is an existence that frightens the guards and attendants of the palace. The Pale Courtyard covers an area of ​​about 6,000 square meters and is located in a large forest. It looks like a typical dark elf architectural art. Its high spires, purple-white buildings and black walls give people a very strong sense of contrast. It is covered with shadows all year round, even when the sun is brightest, pale. The courtyard still had an eerie atmosphere.

The palace of the Pale Queen Olika is located here, and many squires and knights are discussing that they have seen ghosts or ghosts in the Pale Courtyard, and after the battle of Kuilau, this is proved to be true, Ryan The dark elf maid beside her is actually a genuine elf goddess, and she is in charge of soul, death, and the underworld.

Since the fall of Nagaros, Orika has moved her court to Ryan's side, and the Pale Court has always strictly prohibited others from entering.

And on this day in spring, a living experiment was going on in the pale courtyard.

In the deep basement of the courtyard, there are three special devices, which imprison the three ice witches respectively. Their limbs are fixed in black pillars made of a special material and immersed in purple liquid. , their bodies were stabbed with many fine needles linked to the hose and the magical device above, wearing helmets made of purple pale soul stones, Olika's divine power was pouring into three persons along the chains of the helmets In the consciousness of the Ice Witch, there was only a whimper in the basement.

The pale queen Olica and the lake fairy Lilith were standing below. Olica was counting something. As she softly ordered a stop, six dark elf witches and sisters stepped forward and unlocked the seal of the ice witch head. , they took off the helmets of the ice witch, and the long black hair with ice and snow magic color and the glamorous and noble face were revealed.

This Ice Witch is the Queen Catalin, she just got out of the hallucination and felt very strong nausea and retching. After barely recognizing it for a while, the Queen said sharply: "Olica, it's you! And the fairies in the lake, how dare you do this?!"

After struggling for a while, Katarin found that her limbs were fixed in the column in an "X" shape, and her body was still soaked in an unknown purple liquid. She couldn't break free, so she had to curse.

Olika is wearing a red-colored spring cherry blossom first love swirl-leaf fishtail dress today, the goddess of the dark spirit wears a pale crown, a gorgeous underworld cloak, and ultra-thin flesh-colored lace lace jacquard stockings on her beautiful legs. The high-heeled shoes were buckled with one word. The dark goddess ignored Katarin's scolding and said to Lilith: "I probably understand a little, where the secret of the ice witch's bloodline came from."

"Where are you from?" Lilith, the fairy in the lake, was wearing a fairy-like evening dress with a fantasy iris and pure white bauhinia. Her beautiful legs were wearing ultra-thin flesh-colored lace stockings like Orika, but the goddess was wearing pantyhose, tender white There are two long ribbons hanging on the shoulders of the incense, and the soft moonlight covers the surface of the ribbons, and the patterns of the sun, moon and stars are painted.

The twin goddesses are discussing the mysteries of ice magic.

"The power of the ice witch is a strange invention of the Old Sage, which I have confirmed in Aurora and Teresa." Olika watched the other two soaked in purple liquid and imprisoned in black In the pillar, the ice witch wearing a black helmet is brainwashing, apparently they are Aurora and Teresa, the goddess of the dark spirit showed the report to the fairy in the lake: "It is neither completely magic nor completely bloodline. , Ice magic is a strange existence. If we understand the eight winds of magic as subset A and chaotic magic as subset B, then ice magic does not belong to subset A and only interacts with subset B. , it is unstable, but not corrupt, it uses the cold power of the earth not easily limited by magic resistance, but difficult to control."

"It's a bit like the ancient holy magic used by the Lucky Toad?" The fairy in the lake was interested, and the goddess asked casually.

"I have been experimenting with Aurora and Teresa before." Olika pointed to the sorceress mother and daughter who were in a state of hallucination and hypnosis: "But I haven't been able to study anything, they are all favored by their masters. Female courtiers, you can't use some means that will hurt them or leave sequelae, after all, they still have to serve their masters."

"Olica, you bitch! Let me go, or I'll freeze you into an ice sculpture and tell Ryan what you've done to me!" Katarin screamed, struggling desperately.

"Scream, scream hard, no matter how much you scream, no one will come to save you." Olika couldn't stop laughing, and the dark spirit goddess took out a lightning sword of the executioner of Hal Gansi in front of Katarin. Gesture: "Or, do you want me to cut off your limbs and turn into a ball of ** and stay here forever as an experiment?"

The tsar's face suddenly became extremely pale, and she said bravely: "If you dare to do this, you are breaking the agreement I made with Ryan!"

"It's not like I can't get pregnant if I cut off my limbs, my tsar~" Olika said with a grin.

"???!!!" Katarin, whose face was as pale as paper, dared not speak anymore, she could only continue to struggle, and then looked at Orika with angry eyes.

"What did you research, Orika?" The lake fairy gave Katarin a sympathetic look, but it was only sympathy.

"Queen Miska finally disappeared on her way to the Chaos Wasteland to close the portal." Olika said seriously: "Obviously she failed, but Miska, who had the power of a demigod, did not die completely. She used the last The power of the Ice Witch established a domain belonging to the Ice Witch, passing on her knowledge and power, and each generation of Ice Witch leaders with Romanov blood will automatically become the incarnation of Queen Miska."

"A big tree? Scattered branches?" The fairy in the lake understood a little: "Like my mother goddess Isa's inheritance from generation to generation to the Eternal Queen?"

"Right." Olika smiled and nodded: "The trunk of the big tree is the power of Queen Miska's inheritance, the branches of the big tree are the bloodline of the Romanov royal family, and our tsar Katarin is one of the branches. Trunk, because she is both the czar and the leader of the ice witch, she naturally gets the most inheritance power from Queen Miska, which is why her power is extraordinarily powerful."

"So that's the case." The fairy in the lake quickly understood what Olika meant: "You mean, if we can trace the source of Katarin's blood in the reverse direction, it is possible to get the founding queen of the ice and snow demigod Kislev. Miska's sleeping and lost soul, and her guardian power strong enough to take the Horde all the way through the Kurgan steppe to settle in Kislev?"

"That's it." Olika licked her lips with her tongue: "Furthermore, you and I can both get a part of Queen Miska's power. Let's add five by two, and we'll share one by one."

"No...No, you can't even think about it, you can't even succeed!" Katarin listened to the plan of the two goddesses, her heart fell to the bottom, she screamed desperately: "Even if I die, I will not let you steal the Miska ancestors. of power!"

"Oh? Is that so?" Olika glanced at Katarin indifferently: "It doesn't matter, you won't remember anything tomorrow anyway."

The helmet fell and covered Katarin's head again. Olika's divine power penetrated into Katarin's brain along the silk thread tied to the helmet. After struggling a few times, the queen was still unable to resist the power of a true god. gradually calmed down.

"Let go of Aurora and Teresa." The fairy in the lake looked at the other two ice witches, a little unbearable: "Forget Katarine, they have never fought against you."

"I won't really hurt them. I just like to train the ice witches who are naturally indifferent and pretending to be elegant, so that they are forced to reveal their true nature." Olika and Lilith walked out of the basement Go, sitting in the cold-colored reception room of the pale courtyard, the pale queen of the underworld and the goddess of the moon in heaven discussed things: "Furthermore, our queen tsar and the master have concluded an agreement that they will have a daughter to inherit Keisler. Her husband's tsar position, what value does Katarin have left? It's just fertility value, I will guide her Romanov bloodline power into the fetus, and the daughter born at that time will directly become Miska's incarnation! "

Lilith sat down to straighten her skirt, raised a beautiful leg, and the fairy in the lake said: "The battle between Tyrion and Malekith is about to start again. This is the continuation of the duel between Asuryan and Kane. It has to be ensured that this duel goes on as scheduled.”

"You already have a plan?" Orika frowned: "You plan to turn Kane into Tyrion and slaughter the elf gods? Except you and me?"

"It's not my plan, it's destiny." Lilith said proudly: "What I want to do is to make everything happen logically."

"Then how do we capture the origins of Asuryan and Kane?" Olika was still puzzled: "Asuryan is Malekith, do you think the Witch King will let you take his power? And Kane's The origin is all in the sword of Kane."

"I have a plan of my own." Lilith smiled tenderly: "Malekis, arrogant and inferior, his heart is higher than the sky, he can see everyone but himself, I just need to tell him, Asu Yan's power can make you do anything, that's enough, we just have to wait."

"This is enough?"

"As for Tyrion, the foreshadowing has already been buried." Lilith nodded: "It didn't work last time, but it will definitely come in handy this time. In return, I didn't let you use your Hades to save Ai. Sarion's nephew and niece?"

"That's the last thousand-man army of the kingdom of Iris and the last bloodline of the Prince Iris family, Lilith, if you don't do it, I will do it." Olika said seriously: "This is also for the sake of Owner."

"Oh, the original murderous, combative, cunning and cunning goddess of the underworld, Orika, has actually changed her personality? It seems that you have indeed improved after following Ryan for so many years." Lilith pretended to be surprised. The fairy thought that Orika had the best sense of interest. When she became the **** of the heaven and the moon, she would still leave a position as a **** to Orika.

"Oh, I was originally full of messes, and Lilith, the goddess of the moon, who stood behind the scenes and manipulated everything, has been with her master for a long time, and she knows how to restrain herself." Olika also sneered, the pale queen thought of Lilith. It's best to be knowledgeable. When you become the pale **** of the underworld, you will still leave the position of the god's maid to Lilith.

The flower tea cups of the twin goddesses clink, drink the wood elf flower tea together, and then laugh without saying a word, it seems that they have reached an agreement again.

It's good weather today too!

…………I am the dividing line of today’s good weather…………

Just as Olica and Lilith continued to conspire, Sun King Ryan and Sun King Surya were eating fried onions with the recruits of the old guard in the forest hunting ground near the Palace of Fontainebleau.

Everyone ate fried onions, had a picnic, practiced, marched, and sang "The Song of Onions", so happy. Ryan and Suria got close to the soldiers, practiced with the soldiers, and guided the old guards. The attitude of training made him extremely fast The land won the hearts of these recruits, while the traditional knights and nobles complained that their kings cared so much about the Old Guards and the Coldstream Guards, and they didn't pay enough attention to the outstanding young ranger knights of the kingdom. .

Lane was affectionately called "Dad" by the soldiers of the Old Guard, while Surya was affectionately called "Mrs."

In the afternoon, at the end of a day of training, these Brittanian elites who were completely full-time were allowed to move freely, and the old guards scattered, while Ryan and Suria were sitting at the gate of the big tent in the hunting ground. Watching the young guards continue their training, this legion of only 1,000 people has not been established soon. It is mainly composed of children of knight nobles who have no right to inherit, children of collateral lines, children of honorable free people, and many others who have emerged to defend in Curona. The private army of aristocrats who made military achievements in the war is a new army full of unparalleled vitality. Most of them are less than 20 years old.

"Their future belongs to Devon Hill." Ryan held Surya's hand and smiled at his wife: "My son will make good use of them."

"Devon? I don't think he's interested that much." Surya held her husband's fiery hand, and the knight queen leaned on Ryan's shoulder: "You better think about yourself first."

"Even if you're not interested, you have to stay for me to be a King of Knights." Ryan Niubi said loudly, "One term... at least 60 years! Let's talk about it after 60 years."

"Then... Have you considered Devon Hill's marriage? He's almost 20 years old." Suria was very concerned about this aspect.

"His grandfather has arrangements for his son's marriage." Ryan shook his head with a wry smile: "You and I have no chance to arrange it."

"What are the arrangements for the foster father?" Suria obviously did not expect the Emperor to arrange Devon Hill's marriage, and the female knight seemed a little unhappy.

"Holy Terra's oldest Europa family, the direct daughter of the first merchant rogue dynasty, the wife of Devon Hill appointed by her father, her name is Elizabeth Amelie Eugenie, and she is only twelve years old this year." Ryan said with a wry smile. : "When the Doomsday is over, she will come here and marry Devon Hill."

"Okay." Surya could only agree.

At this time, General Philip Mountbatten of Mousillon's Cold Creek Guards came over: "Your Majesty, Talleyrand is here."

"Call him over." Ryan nodded.

The lame man got off the carriage, leaning on a cane made of vibrating gold and mithril, inlaid with countless jewels and jade, and limping around his body: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the latest news!"

"What news?" Ryan asked casually.

"A large group of Chaos troops landed on the Nord Kingdom, and they directly defeated the main Nord Kingdom's main army with lightning speed. Theodoric Geisel, the Archduke and Elector of Nord, could not resist the landing army and the brass. The two-way attack of the Chaos Army of the fortress, they were defeated, and the Winter City fell after 21 days. Geisel led more than 3,000 people to break through. Withdraw directly to Brunswick, the fall of Nord is only a matter of time!" Talleyrand said anxiously.

"What? The Nord capital has fallen?" Ryan's face changed slightly.

"Yes, Your Majesty, there are indications that the Empire did not win a major victory in Huffwind, and it is very likely that it was a tragic victory." Talleyrand continued: "This is my judgment, Chaos is only because of winter. The advance was slow, and it took a lot of time to replenish because the losses were too great."

"It's strange, if the Empire really won a tragic victory in Heffenggen, why hasn't the imperial court asked us for help?" Surya felt very strange: "The troops of Brittany are scattered all over the country, and we gather together. Troops and logistics also take time."

"It's not hard to explain, Your Majesty, and Madame," Talleyrand said, bowing. "After Herfungen's victory, I think the problem lies within the imperial court. Let me dissect the court of Brunswick to you. what's going on."

"In the first stage, they declared that nothing happened."

"Phase two, saying maybe something happened, but they shouldn't act."

"Phase three, saying maybe there should be action, but they can't do anything."

"Stage four, saying maybe something could be done at first, but it's too late now."

"Hahaha~" Ryan and Sulia were amused.

"Excuse me, my two majesties, now is not the time to laugh." Talleyrand tapped the ground with a cane, and the expression of the foreign minister of Brittany had become very serious: "This is what if a palace After losing the emperor's decision, the judgments and decisions that the conservative bureaucrats who stayed behind will make, based on the above, Your Majesty, Madam, I think that Emperor Karl Franz... may have been more fortunate than fortunate!"