Proof of the Sun King

When Frederick, his fiancée Noelle and his mother Emilia came to the Ludwig Chamber of Deputies at Brunswick Palace, the Baron soon discovered that the hall had never been so full. It can be seen that, for a few months, Heilberg has managed to concentrate all the last remaining combat power of the Empire in the capital.

Among the several colleges of the imperial royal wizards, all the deans who were still able to act were present.

Supreme Dean of Sky Academy Supreme Nebula Warlock Skorn.

Anne Thuleston, Supreme Dean of Emerald (Life) College

Amethyst (Death) Academy Supreme Dean Cemetery Rose Elspeth-Draken.

Yes, only these deans are left. Kant, the supreme dean of the Guangming Academy, and Senus Gehrman, the dean of the Flame Academy, both disappeared on the northern front line, and Mattak, the supreme dean of the Amber Academy, ran away. The dean of the Shadow Academy didn't know where he went, and the Metal Academy naturally needless to say, Gelt's Sol Army is still on the way.

There were only these three present.

Of course, Frederick and Elspeth were familiar with each other. He greeted Cemetery Rose. Cemetery Rose originally looked at everyone present with the expression of looking at the dead. When she saw Frey, she had to hit one. call.

It's not as good as before. In the past, the magic academies could at least form dozens of wizard teams of legendary powerhouses, but now there are only two or three kittens.

In terms of religion, the Acting Archbishop of the Justice Church, Esme III, didn’t know where he went, and now the acting Archbishop of the Acting Acting Archbishop is Eric Fleischer. , Frederick listened a little, roughly meaning "We must have someone to defend the Cathedral of Justice" "Heilberg you have no right to take everyone by force" "Many people have not been trained for a single war" "If The emperor would never dare to do this in him."

"You said yes, my baron?" Acting Acting Archbishop Fleischer finally approached Frederick for a sense of identity.

Frederick said with a smile: "It's okay to lack combat experience, my acting archbishop, they will soon learn the most valuable combat experience on the battlefield, the current situation, even if someone wants to skip class, there will be no Chances are, do you remember where your warhammer is? You'll be using it soon."

Fleischer was stunned for a moment, and the acting archbishop scolded in a low voice, "Vicma I X your horse, Esme I X you Lele", and then said sorry to Frederick, beckoning him to kill himself. easy.

Going further inside, a large group of imperial generals and great masters of chivalry were present, but most of them were new faces, and there were also a bunch of names that Frederick had never heard of, such as the Knights of the Broken Sword, the Knights of the Iron Fist. Team, the Knights of the Heart of Fire.

But there were a few guys Frederick knew.

The Grand Master of the Cheetah Knights, Gerhard von Slavin the Brute, and his eight Inner Ring knights—the originally large Cheetah Knights now have only a few dozen full members and a few more candidates.

The Knights of the Sable Gold Cup, this group of people are the cronies of the elector Hout-Anderson, and their number does not exceed thirty people.

The Knights Templar have been wiped out, but their branch, the Knights of the Burning Heart, still has dozens of knights left.

The mentors of the Moore Knights, the Black Rose Knights, and the Golden Lion Knights have all come.

The Knights Hospitaller, the Order of the Golden Wolf, the Knights of the Sea God who retreated from Marienburg.

Hans Gentry, the tutor of Rick's guards, gathered nine hundred cavalry - in order to deal with the current situation, Heilberg announced that all the reserve members of the Rick's guard and all the knights of the Rick Knights, including all the apprentice knights Promoted to become the official Rick Guard, the warehouse was opened, and all the accumulation of hundreds of years was taken out and equipped for the recruits.

"Maybe we can still make up five thousand knights." Frederick and his fiancee Noelle bit their ears: "It's better."

"No matter how you say it, the heritage of the empire is still very deep." Noelle looked calm, and the incarnation of the goddess of war did not like Frederick's frivolous performance: "But no matter how thick the heritage is, there will be a day when it will run out."

To Frederick's surprise, he saw the figures of the Golden Fleece Knights and the Griffin Knights, which means.

"Grandpa Ivan! Uncle Anton!" The baron was excited to find that the head of the Griffin Knights, Duke Griffin Ivan and Anton were there.

Ivan looks very tired. The old-fashioned Sanctuary powerhouse returned to Brunswick after going around most of the empire after the defeat of Hefffenggen. Compared with the high-spiritedness when he taught Ryan, Ivan now seems to be in high spirits. He is old, he is more than 120 years old this year, the previous defeats and injuries and the fighting along the way have left Ivan with dozens of scars, and his temples are also stained with hoarfrost.

"It's Frey." Duke Griffin smiled. He didn't look so confident, and he didn't look as easy as before, which made Frederick suspect not only the old duke, but the Griffin of the empire's old coach. How much power was left in the real silver holy sword, he reached out and patted Frederick on the shoulder: "Do what you should do."

"Yeah, Frey, do what you should do." Anton is also a veteran in his sixties, and the years are always like this: "The Griffin Knights will have the final battle, although we are few, but this It is the capital of the Empire, the throne of Charlemagne, the holy city of the Carolingian tribes, and we will fight to the end no matter what."

"It sounds like we lost." Frederick shrugged helplessly.

Continue to go inside, several electors are already in place, except for Heilberg, who is the self-proclaimed imperial marshal, standing in the middle, several other electors are also present, except Geisel, Hout-Anderson, Emilia In addition, the Elector of Marius, who was led by Ivey, has also arrived. Compared with the colorful and proud rooster, Marius is more like a dwarf dog, but Frederick is relieved that he is finally at the end. Came back in an instant.

Seeing Frederick, Marius' bewildered face finally showed a bit of understanding. In fact, the Elector did not understand why Heilberg wanted to serve as the regent of the empire himself, instead of handing over the regency to Frey. Derek, obviously in the third Battle of Blackfire Pass, Emperor Karl Franz had already intended to appoint Frederick as the next heir, but it seems that Heilberg did not understand this intention well.

The Elector of Ivey was then defeated by his own ideas. Marshal Rick was Marshal Rick after all. He could not become Marshal Nuer. Heilberg was as stubborn as his own. There is room for the old coach to exhaust all his efforts to save the empire.

Leave it to others, Heilberg is not at ease. After all, Frederick is too far away. The baron may always feel good about himself, but it is not because of how good he is, but mostly because he has a good father and his ability. It can't be considered bad, it can even be said to be excellent, but with such an excellent father, his achievements are taken for granted, and his shortcomings will be infinitely magnified.

this is the truth.

Not knowing what Marius was thinking, the baron, who lacked self-knowledge, looked to the other side.

Under the guardianship of four legendary imperial troops called the Battlefield Guards in full golden armor and armor, two golden chains entirely made of vibranium hung from the high golden dome and crossed together. The splendid mural sculpture on the top tells the epic history of the empire from before its establishment to the present for three thousand years. The holy emblem of the Six Paths of Light Academy is shining brightly, blessed by the magic power of the light wizards, making the whole hall bright as day.

Only the most powerful and loyal are allowed to enter the chamber to take the weapons hanging from the altar of war. The altar below the golden lock was forged against the guns that defended the city in the days of the first and most powerful vampire Count Vlad von Carstein, pitch black and gloomy.

Originally, Gal-Maraz's power should have caused the lines under the altar to emit a dazzling dazzling light, but now the hammer that symbolizes the empire is not here. It was handed over to Volten and lost in the north. There is still some residual power surging in the air.

Just like the empire, it is lingering and dying.

Frederick was taught to be the Emperor of the Empire from a young age, and he had lifted the hammer many times in his dreams, but now the hammer is no longer there.

Looking at the leaders of the empire standing in the center of the hall, Frederick couldn't help but feel proud. There were still dozens of imperial generals willing to sacrifice their lives for the empire. In a hurry, the empire was able to gather hundreds of thousands of people to defend their capital. He was even delighted to see Marcus Wolfhardt, Field Marshal of the Imperial Hunter, rushing back. The great leaders of the Knights, the masters of the Academy of Magic, the great chanters and the masters of engineering, gathered here. The power is gratifying.

For a moment, Ryan's eldest son had the illusion that everyone was righteous.

It's just that the godfather is gone, the Archbishop Vikma is gone, the flag-bearer Schwarzhammer is gone, Watten, Lutherhus, Senus-German, Gert, Matak, none of them .

"Okay, everyone." At this moment, Heilberg clapped his hands, and Marshal Rick said to everyone present: "The wizard of the Sky Academy has already told us the answer through the star-gazing tower and prophecy."

The audience fell silent, and everyone was listening to Heilberg's speech. Everyone present, even the people who hated Heilberg the most, knew very well that no matter how bad Marshal Rick behaved, he would try to find a way in a short time. The city defenses were rebuilt and the capital was as ready as possible.

"Now we know very well that there are three enemies, namely, the three Groot brothers of Nurgle's choice from the direction of Marienburg, the army of Gotrit-breathers from the Drakwald Forest, and the three brothers from The three brothers of the maggot cavalry from Tarabeheim, their victory is also obvious, the three **** of the three Grott brothers destroyed Marienburg..."

"...A group of filthy separatists, they finally paid the price." Elector Geisel cursed secretly.

"Quiet!" Heilberg slapped the table hard, and the old coach continued: "Needless to say, the army of Gotrit, they destroyed the Nord Kingdom along the way, and Tarabheim fell to one of the three brothers of the maggot cavalry. hand."

Hundreds of imperial dignitaries and generals present whispered.

Heilberg smiled, and the old coach looked like a demon: "Yes, that's right, they are many times more than us, and even they have as many demons as the crucian carp crossing the river to help, the **** of darkness will not be stingy to give them, As long as they can destroy civilization, they will come to the city of Brunswick, and they will think that they can beat us as easily as Marienburg and Tarrabeheim."

Marshal Rick laughed even more cruelly: "But we will prove that they are wrong!"

"They will never understand what built the empire, they will never understand what kind of soul we have, they will never understand our determination, this is our city, this is the heart of the empire!"

"From birth, Charlemagne taught us that we will spend our lives in fierce battles, that we will face terrible monsters from time to time, but as long as we know that this is the heart of the empire, this is the heart of the empire, this is the empire The place where the law is made and enforced is the best place to prove the spirit of our empire, so do you dare to promise me that it is here before the statue of Charlemagne?"

Heilberg drew out his rune-tooth: "This is my rune-tooth, it is called the Hater, and it is also called the Resentful, it has drank the blood of the unrighteous in every province of the Empire, and I have You have suffered hardships, and I know how heavy the burdens are, but now, the sword of vengeance will go to war! You will all stand by it! Tell me, citizens of the Empire, that the moment of fate has come, and you are afraid Is it?"

The scene became restless, and at this moment, no matter how much they hated Heilberg, the imperial dignitaries could not help but feel the blood in their bodies surging and shouting.

Emilia was also moved. Ryan's little maid looked at everyone present. She knew that they might be quarrelling and power-hungry conspirators at ordinary times~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but each of them was fully armed Moreover, Da learned how to fight from an early age, because the empire is a country that was forged in the fire of war, grew up in the fire of war, and thrived in the fire of war.

"Never, take a step back! Never retreat! Never back down! Never regret! Fight to the end!" Heilberg's voice echoed in the Ludwig Chamber: "If the world will end, if everything will By fire, I, Kurt Heilberg, will die for the great cause of the empire in my lifetime, as a warrior! I do, do you?"

"For the Empire!"

Unanimously, everyone in the hall raised their weapons towards the obsidian Ludwig statue in the hall, and their roars were deafening.

Heilberg burst into laughter, the old coach beat his chest so hard that his face turned red, he suddenly stood still and bowed deeply to everyone present, he lowered his head that he had been stubborn all his life: " Guys, this may be the last battle of our empire, please everyone, please."

"The code name of this battle - Karl Franz!"

"The warriors of the empire, fight for the empire and the old world!"

Frederick took a deep breath of the hot air in the hall, the footsteps of war was approaching, and the empire was great because of it - although its people were so ignorant and decadent, when the storm came, they never flinched in the face of destruction, They are always stubbornly resisting.

The five rune fangs are held high together.

"Everyone, for Karl Franz!" Heilberg saluted everyone, and the dignitaries responded with one of his most standard military salutes. In the solemn hall, the bells rang.

"May Charlemagne guide your blade."

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(End of this chapter)