Proof of the Sun King

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The midsummer wind blew through the small pavilion, and Ryan began to think about Morgiana's proposal.

The Fairy of the Lake gave Morgiana a unique method of training griffins. This method of domestication allows the griffins to have magical abilities, just like Francois's pure-blooded elf Pegasus can condense energy and breathe white light. As long as this little griffin is domesticated according to the method of the fairies in the lake, fed with the divine power of the fairies in the lake and supplemented by Ryan's psychic power, it can become a powerful griffin that can use magical attacks.

This is the gift given to him by the fairy in the lake. Lilith needs a lot of divine power to tame such a magical creature, but for a knight, a good mount is worth all the price. Ryan did not hesitate to see this, he immediately Nodding: "Then please."

"Well, Madam has already arranged everything." Morgiana took out a gem containing powerful divine power from her bosom, which was given to her by the fairy in the lake to accelerate the growth of the little griffin and help it wake up Magical ability.

Ryan nodded with a smile. He picked up the little griffin and stuffed the delicious venison into the little griffin's mouth. The little griffin screamed and ate the venison in a few mouthfuls. He pecked on the face, then fluttered his wings and flew to the top of the gazebo.

"It can already master the ability to fly very well." Teresa only felt that Morgiana looked at her eyes very strange and unfriendly. The sorceress couldn't stand it anymore. She found an excuse to come out of the gazebo. , walked to Ryan's side.

The summer sorceress wears a classic print dress with aqua blue rue and cinnamon, and the skirt only reaches the knee. She has a white rose pinned to her long black hair that is shimmering. She is beautiful and moving, full of summer style, tender and tender. Bai's long legs were all exposed, white soft low sandals were on her beautiful feet, and her toes painted with red cardamom nail polish were particularly attractive. She walked to Ryan's side: "By the way, the location of my wizard tower has already been selected. selected."

"Where did you choose?" Ryan led a mixed-blood elf warhorse and carefully took care of the warhorse's mane.

"I chose a valley in the Sharon Forest, not far from your brother's hut, where the environment is very good and quiet." Teresa's face was very resentful: "I'm going to start at your wedding. Before laying the foundation, the dwarves have already taken over the business and are ready to start construction."

"It's a good place, it's very safe." Ryan nodded again and again, Teresa did pick a place, and he was relieved that the sorceress's wizard tower was built there. He licked his face, making his face drool.

"Grape! What's wrong with you, you have to be a licking dog!" Ryan couldn't talk anymore, he frowned and stepped back again and again, Grape barked a few times with joy when he saw his embarrassed look.

"Hahaha~" Teresa and Morgiana couldn't stop laughing when they saw Ryan's embarrassed appearance. The sorceress took out a towel to wipe Ryan's face: "This is the grapes showing you kindness."

This guy Grape gave Ryan a headache. This pure-blooded elf warhorse had a very arrogant personality. After following Ryan, he became even more arrogant. As soon as his temper came, he stretched his legs and kicked people. Many serfs often served "Master Grape". He was kicked out several meters on the spot, and the grapes knew a little bit of sense. Knowing that this was a man under Ryan, they would not be kicked to death, but the serfs also had to lie in bed and rest for several days.

I heard that the sergeants and knights in the castle are still secretly opening the market, betting on who the groom will be kicked by the grapes.

As a result, when Suria came, Grape got Suria's pure-blooded elf mare named Richter pregnant, making Ryan and Suria both dumbfounded.

Lane had no choice but to ask the wood elves to help him breed elves.

It is not without reason to ask the wood elves for help. When Lewis, the second-generation knight king, negotiated peace with the wood elves, this was the case. The wood elves would provide the Bretanians with answers on the breeding of elves.

As soon as the wood elf made a move, it was really effective. In just one year, the grapes were full of children and grandchildren, and the stables were almost filled.

The half-blood elf warhorses are different from the pure-blooded elf warhorses in terms of explosive power, endurance, negative gravity and intelligence. The earliest batch of pure-blooded elf warhorses were captured when the Bretons crossed the gray mountains. These pure-blooded elves Abandoned by the retreating elves, the war horses are freely multiplying on this land and become captured by the Bretons.

After the founding of Brittany, the "prohibition of the export of pure-blooded elf warhorses" was added to the national policy, and it has not changed to this day, and Ryan has benefited greatly from selling a few mixed-blooded elf warhorses.

Earl Glamorgan wiped his face clean, took the reins of a half-blooded elf warhorse and handed it to the sorceress: "For you, dear Teresa, it will be your mount in the future."

This is a brown half-blooded elf war horse that is almost two meters tall. It has not grown up yet, but it already looks very tall and majestic, with a majestic momentum, and its mane is particularly long, and there is a white spot on its forehead.

"Only me?" Teresa dutifully pulled the reins, admiring her new mount.

"Give it to you first, I think you need it the most." Ryan didn't say anything, he put down the towel: "If you have any problem, just come to me... By the way, is there any problem with the project funds of the wizard tower? Do you want me to lend you a little? "

"You borrowed me? Then how do I pay it back?" Teresa rolled her eyes at Ryan: "Don't worry, I raised a little myself, my mother gave me a little, and finally I borrowed some from the Garland Council, Veronica. He also helped me."

"Veronica?! She will actually help you!" Ryan was surprised at this time, and he stopped what he was doing: "It's unbelievable."

"Oh, this is what happened to us before, you don't need to know." Teresa said angrily: "You should continue to prepare for your marriage with Marquis Surya."

Ryan nodded embarrassedly, he knew why Teresa was willing to abandon the bright prospects on Garland's side and run to build a wizard's tower in his own territory: "Sorry, if you need anything, just tell me, and I will arrange someone to help you. "

"There are people with money, but I don't need much. By the way, I'm going to take Emma to buy something at Poldro, are you free to go with me?" Teresa looked up at Ryan, the silver There was hope in his eyes.

"Today?" Emma is an apprentice that Teresa just accepted. There are many witch apprentices in Lane's territory, and the residents are not surprised.

"Yes, just today." Teresa saw that Ryan's tone was loose, and continued: "Let's ride over there today, stay there for one night, and ride back tomorrow, so it doesn't take much time."

"Um~" This request is normal, because if you take Ryan with you, all the stores will get a 20% discount. Ryan starts to think about what he has to do today and whether he can run with Teresa.

"Miss Trovik, I don't think you have that much time to go shopping in Boldero!" A cold voice interrupted the chat between the two roughly.

Morgiana, who was wearing a lily pleated petticoat with slanted shoulders, came over at some point, wearing a golden flower crown on her head and slowly approaching with her bare feet, the beautiful face of the witch of the lake god, with thin anger and impatience: "You are tall. The study of Gothic is not enough, and for the rest of the day you must quickly master the sixth and tenth of Arthur's twelve founding battles, and repeat it to me in High Gothic before sunset."

"His Royal Highness Morgiana, but today's class is not over..." Teresa felt very surprised, she immediately subconsciously defended: "...Is it over?"

"Since you learn High Gothic from me, I have the final say in the course. Obviously, Miss Trovik, you did not meet the expected requirements, so please spend more time!" Morgiana reprimanded the sorceress, in a disapproving tone. How nice.

After finishing speaking, Morgiana glared at Ryan who wanted to help, and the count had to shut up. In this country, Morgiana's authority was unquestionable.

"Follow me! Miss Trovik." Morgiana motioned Teresa back to the gazebo, and the recess was over.

"Yes, Your Highness Morgiana."

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While Morgiana was instructing Teresa in the use of High Gothic, Boldero, Bordeaux, Mannann Dockyard.

A dwarven medium ironclad is docking at the port.

Surrounded by dozens of dwarven bearded warriors and hammer warriors, an old dwarf covered in white beard stepped onto the land of Bordello.

His face was full of the weight of years and stubbornness as hard as a stone, but after seeing the prosperity of Bordello Pier, the old dwarf sighed softly: "Five hundred years, the outside The world has really changed."

"Master Clark, we have arrived at Boldero. The humans who invited you to build weapons are inland. We still need to go some distance." A dwarf rune craftsman with a long white beard said, this dwarf also has more than 400 years old, but in front of the old dwarf, he was as respectful as a child.

"Well, just follow the given position and you're done." Clark-Grim, the president of the Dwarf Rune Artisan Association, nodded. He carried his doomsday anvil and his sledgehammer, and walked towards the shore.

Hundreds of dwarves followed in his footsteps.

"This... dwarves... sir, that... at the port..." Duke Bodrick's dock tax collector accompanied a smiling face and whispered after the dwarves: "Going ashore here is to register your name and... and paying taxes..."

"Huh?" Clark-Grimster stopped and glared at the tax officer.

Dozens of dwarven bearded warriors and hammer warriors all raised their weapons and looked at the tax collector.

"Uh... I mean, dwarf brothers, welcome to Poldro!" The tax officer immediately stood up straight and said loudly, "I hope you have a good time here!"

"Hmph~" Clark-Grim could barely understand what the human was saying, he nodded and walked away.

"President! Look over there!" The dwarves took a few steps before a rune craftsman pointed to the coast and said, "That's it?"

A giant ship appeared on the horizon. This giant ship was about 130 meters long and 234 meters wide. The ship's giant sail was painted with the flag of the High Elf Safrey Kingdom, and a phoenix was on it. Flying along this giant ship!

"It's the pointed ears! Those are the ocean-going ships of the high elves! It's really bad luck, why did I come across these pointed ears just after going down the mountain?!" Clark-Harsh said bad luck, but stopped.

The dwarves stopped when they saw this.

The ocean-going giant ship of the high elves traveled extremely fast. It only took ten minutes from the appearance of the giant ship to the docking. The approach of this ocean-going giant ship "squeezes away" many merchant ships that were planning to dock. Docked rather domineeringly at the Mannan Drydock.

The hatch opened, and groups of high elf troops appeared. The first to appear were large groups of high elf archers wearing feather crowns and cuirass robes, and high elf spearmen wearing pointed helmets and scaled skirts. They took control of the pier quickly and fiercely, and then motioned everyone to get out of the way!

As the humans on the dock were expelled, more high elf soldiers poured out of the cabin, armed with elven bows, crossed spears and shields behind them, and high elf men in blue-and-white high elf half-plate armor and armor skirts. Elf soldiers appeared in large numbers, they were arranged in neat columns, and every move was as gorgeous as running water, full of moving artistic sense.

Then came the high elf elites wearing pointed red-winged winged helmets and red and white enchanted plate armor. They appeared last, and their momentum was also the strongest. It is worth noting that the number of these elites who appeared last was not many, only a few To a hundred, but each of them has the momentum of the legendary rank, which means that these less than one hundred high elves are all legendary rank powerhouses!

Each of these elites is holding a giant sword! The length of these giant swords is more than one meter two!

On the pier~www.wuxiaspot.com~ all the human beings have been dumbfounded. The tax officer appointed by Boderick, Duke of Poldereau, turned blue and white for a while. He didn't know what to do. Appeared in Poldro? !

Can I still do this as a dock tax officer?

The dwarves were all standing in the distance watching the excitement. The tax collector could only go forward with gritted teeth and said in his own lame Gothic language: "That... Mr. High Elf?"

Dozens of high elf spearmen and archers all stared at him, and the tax officer was so frightened that his legs went weak, and he took a few steps back: "Then... what are you doing here in Poldero? ?"

"..." Several high elves glanced at each other. They didn't understand what the human was saying, so they simply ignored him.

The tax collector was very embarrassed. It was not good to go back, and he might die if he went up. He had to repeat his words aloud: "What's the matter with the high elves coming to Poldro?"

Luckily for him, someone got it.

"Tap~Tap~Tap~" Finally, a person came down from the ocean-going giant ship of the high elves.

He wore the crown of Safrui's battle, held the staff of Lilith Moon, and wore a blue and white high elf robe robe. He stepped down from the giant ship step by step. Shaking a little, he made way for him.

Obviously, he is the leader of this army.

The man walked up to the dock tax collector and spoke in skilled low Gothic.

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