Proof of the Sun King

The night in Brunswick, the capital of the Empire, was solemn, and in the dim light the whole city was in a state of martial law, with patrols, witch hunters, ascetics and battle priests and paladins almost never. Pausing to and fro down the street, they recited various announcements and precautions aloud.

Brunswick's night is also quiet, so quiet that almost no other sound can be heard except the sound of the flowing water of the Rick River. The extreme prosperity and crowding and noise during the day seem to become two worlds.

This is due to the strict curfew imposed by His Majesty Emperor Karl Franz, because no one knows what is lurking under the dark night of this city, the greatest city in human history has long since surpassed it. The limit of what it can carry has become crowded. Under the legendary city walls of this city, human beings stagnated here two thousand years ago, and began to establish tribes among countless foreign enemies to protect themselves.

In fact, Otterdorf is always open to all citizens of the Empire, as long as they have been identified by the gate guards, whether or not Imperial citizens, even Bretons, Tyrells, Estalia People, even those brought by the border princes, can enter the heart of the empire. This city welcomes everyone with the most open attitude just like when Charlemagne rose in the old world two thousand years ago.

Therefore, when Vlad von Carstein, the Elector of Sylvania and the first vampire count Vlad von Carstein attacked Brunswick, the refugee queue here used to be hundreds of kilometers long. All the refugees They all rushed into Brunswick for refuge.

However, it would be a big mistake to think that Brunswick is a haven for opportunists, dreamy youngsters and fugitives.

It's true that Brunswick is open to all humans, but the various guilds and schools in the city control the best jobs and pay, and it's hard to get in if you're not a noble, Brunswick's Citizenship Register Those who have spent half their lives working hard for the city will tell you how hard life is. Most people can only rely on their own hands to find a subsistence job, an apartment crowded to eight people living in one room. Even the basement Chase shop, 996 working system.

The workers at the bottom often have to work hard for more than ten years, and a small number of lucky ones can become skilled workers, craftsmen or foreman, and start working hard to marry a wife, have children and achieve new life goals.

It is precisely because of this that various gangs came into being. Imperial law stipulates that citizens have the freedom of association, so a large number of gangs began to be born in cities. The emergence of gangs made those helpless refugees and young people seeking opportunities to seek When it comes to the purpose of life and its own identity, its appearance has replaced the previous family system to give workers a sense of belonging, but it has also exponentially increased the difficulty for witchers, paladins, and battle priests to clean up the chaos cult, because Brunswick's gangs are too many and too complex, it is difficult to distinguish good from bad, and due to the particularity of the Chaos cult, even the cultists who believe in the same evil **** kill each other all day long. In this case It is extremely difficult to find out the Chaos Cult.

Fortunately, due to the abduction of the archbishop in the past two years, the justice archbishop Vikma-Fortitude purged the entire ghetto in a fit of anger. Following the clues, he found many traces of Chaos sects and cleaned them up. Now the cult activities are at least dead or hidden. into the dark.

For these two years, the Empire has enjoyed a precious era of peace.

In the private banquet hall of the Imperial Palace, Emperor Karl Franz entertained the core and most powerful people in the empire, and discussed a series of political changes in the Knight Kingdom.

In the brightly lit palace banquet hall, the long table is full of various dishes. Under the careful cooking of the royal chef, the dishes are particularly delicious, including the strong Rick collar characteristics.

What is Rick's collar feature?

Rick dishes are heavier in taste, and prefer pork, beef, liver, spices, fish, poultry and vegetables in terms of materials; condiments use a lot of mustard, white wine, butter, etc. It is often boiled, stewed or braised, especially the famous "sour beef", "Rick's sauerkraut", "steak tartare" and "pig's foot hot pot".

However, the most famous ones are the various hams, red sausages and sausages of Rick Collar. Today, there are the most famous "Black Forest ham" and "Brunschweig sausage" on the table. Several sausages are accompanied by the finest royal specialties. Offering malt wine "Korben's Premium" and soft and delicious wheat bread, this is the most advanced palace banquet.

Sitting on the main seat, Emperor Karl Franz took a beer glass and took a full sip of dark beer. This year's emperor was in his early forties and was at the peak of a legendary powerhouse. His face was as bright as ever. A smile that makes it easy to feel close.

Whether facing the elector, facing his subordinate bureaucrats, facing the soldiers of the empire, or the humblest civilians in the Brunswick slums, the emperor has always had a smile on his face, neither humble nor arrogant: "So, Ryan- Malcador succeeded, he recaptured Mousillon, and he was about to become king across the mountain."

"Isn't that true?" Boris Todbrink, Elector of the White Wolf, was digging his teeth and drinking.

What are Middens?

Complain the most, keep chattering, serve the table first, eat the most.

The Middens are always stubborn and refuse to change, they still refuse to use foreign words and foreign words, under the influence of Urik, the people here attach great importance to tradition, and because of this, the dwarves talk to them the most. .

"Isn't it? Boris! My Lord Elector, aren't you a little bit ashamed of this?" Marshal Rick Kurt Heilberg was very dissatisfied with this, he opened his mouth without any scruples Di Zhang said: "You made us miss a Holy Grail Knight. Do you know how much trouble our empire can solve if we have such a strong combat power as Ryan?"

"Oh, is that so?" Elector Boris finally lifted his head from the plate after hearing what Marshal Rick said, and Heilberg's face was reflected in his one-eyed pupil: "What do you think, If he stays in Nord, or goes to White Wolf City, he can also grow into a Holy Grail Knight? Heilberg, you should use your IQ more on fighting! Or do you think our emperor The position that Your Majesty has arranged for you has wronged you? Should you go to the Riker Council to be the lord of the palm print?"

"Tal's teeth!" Heilberg was obviously provoked by the words of the Elector Boris, and Marshal Rick cursed: "What I said and what you answered are not the same question!"

Marshal Rick wanted to say something else, the emperor reached out his hand to interrupt Heilberg's curse, Karl Franz smiled and said to Boris: "Tradition is a powerful force."

"Hmm~" Elector Boris took out his fork again, forked a whole piece of oily pig's trotter, and stuffed it into his mouth: "Yes, tradition is a powerful force, no matter in which way, Heilberg has never been in the White Wolf Knights at all."

"So there is no point in discussing this issue." The emperor clenched the knife and fork in his hand: "What we are discussing now is, what should we do? What should we do?"

"The little brat has never been beaten by society, but he actually became a duke after ten years across the mountain." The Archbishop of the Church of Justice Vickma-Fortitude nodded: "This shows that, in addition to Wu Yong, he is a real A very capable person, what is the political situation in the kingdom across the mountain, Carl, you and your courtiers have discussed it many times, and if he can break the game in this situation, his ability no longer needs to be questioned. Now the question Yes, what are you going to do?"

"Our Majesty needs an answer, not a question, Archbishop of Justice, how can you answer a question with a question?" Boris Toddbringer said impatiently: "If you invite me to a meal it's just For the sake of talking **** here, then I'm happy, I like free dinners!"

"Hehe~" Emperor Karl Franz smiled helplessly.

Boris Todbringer almost became the "Wolf Emperor". In the end, Karl Franz won a thrilling victory, and the Elector Boris, who was unwilling to lose, often expressed his dissatisfaction with the emperor in public. , Due to the confrontation between the northern sect and the southern sect, Boris's attitude intensified the contradiction between the north and the south. The elector even thought that Karl Franz was the puppet emperor of the southern sect.

But the emperor needs the power of Boris and the White Wolf Knights behind him and the White Wolf Sect. What he can do is to involve Boris in major decisions, so that he feels that he is not excluded from the decision-making circle.

At this moment, Duke Griffin spoke, Ivan Ferdinand is now a hundred-year-old veteran, but from the appearance, he is only a strong man in his thirties: "Ryan has a very complicated personality. , I have felt in the few years when he was his godfather that his character is called flexibility within the rules and kindness within the system."

"Flexibility within the rules and kindness within the system?" Emperor Karl Franz thought carefully, and suddenly asked Boris: "His adoptive father Norman is still in White Wolf City?"

"Yes, Norman is now an instructor at Middenheim, but you know, Franz, Ryan did not inherit the position of Lord of Otne, so adoptive father... that's what happened." Boris Todblin Grid nodded, and the elector said gruffly, "What do you want to do?"

"Nothing." The emperor shook his head. As Boris said, the lineage of aristocracy is based on inheritance and family tree, not parenting.

"There is a flexible side to Ryan's character, his ambition is great, but he also has a side of sticking to the bottom line, his behavior is undoubtedly bound by chivalry, but when he thinks it is necessary, he will I can always find a reason to avoid the shackles of the chivalry." Ivan touched his long beard: "When facing the enemy, Ryan also has a kind side, if the opponent is someone who can be killed or not, then he Often they tend to let the other party live, and when the enemy is related to evil, Ryan is the most firm believer that the evil must be eliminated, the first evil must be executed, and the subordinate must be asked, and he would rather kill the wrong than let it go."

"Lion has always advocated that internal conflicts within human beings should be resolved internally, and struggles should be fought. Once foreign enemies invade, fellow human beings must cast aside their prejudice and unite to defend against foreign enemies." The great alchemist Bayershazer-Gelter spoke, because While eating dinner, Galt took off his golden mask, revealing an ordinary face with a stiff and cold expression: "I think I have a detail to tell everyone."

"Go ahead, Geert, you know I trust you the most." The emperor nodded.

"The Oliver Chamber of Commerce and the Hadrian Chamber of Commerce under Lane's command have already opened branches in Brunswick, Middenheim, Noor, and Tarabeheim. This is not a sign of wanting to go to war." Geert He said calmly in his voice with a thick heavy metal rubbing sound: "Judging from the degree of love he is favored by the lady in the lake, he should also understand the overall situation."

"He and his chamber of commerce can often make up for the food shortage in Midden." Boris said harshly: "I hope we can discuss how to get a few more half-blooded elf war horses from him, white wolf knight captains After riding it, they said it was good, but the number was too small."

"Now is not the time to say this... In a few years, he will be king." The emperor obviously agreed with Geert's analysis, and his voice was filled with a bit of happiness: "We should befriend him in advance. Useful, continue to strengthen the relationship in the future, and the mixed-blood elf warhorse is not particularly difficult to get."

From Karl Franz's point of view, he is actually reluctant to have a king like Ryan in the kingdom of knights.

He and his courtiers have analysed the throne of knighthood many times.

Generally speaking, how much real power the knight king has and how much control he has over the entire kingdom depends on his personal bravery and personal prestige, on whether he is submissive to the public, and on whether he has gained the trust of the dukes.

Whether the throne is stable or not, and whether he can sit for a long time, depends on whether the king is trusted and favored by the fairies in the lake, and what is his relationship with the lake **** witch.

"He has expressed his goodwill to the Empire more than once, His Majesty the Emperor." Galt's voice continued, and the Great Alchemist said calmly: "He once followed Tegris to visit the Empire~www.wuxiaspot. com~ And he also has a great relationship with Dame Emmanuel!"

"Emmanoli..." The emperor nodded, he smiled: "This is the shackle, but people always change, at the time he was just an earl, now he is a duke and is about to become a king, if it seems to be related to us Too close, on the contrary, it is not good for him to inherit the throne."

"Only Charlemagne knows if he will attack Marienburg again for so-called chivalry and glory? Like Richard?" Heilberg muttered.

"People will change, but interests will remain the same." Geert shook his head, and the Great Alchemist said directly, "I think we can send someone to contact him, and I believe we can get a satisfactory answer."

"Then, what's the excuse?" The emperor became interested in this: "Congratulations to him on becoming the Duke of Mousillon?"

"No, it's too flattering and understated for us to go straight to Ryan's route, and it's also detrimental to the image of the empire." Galt went on to say: "Because of the spirit of chivalry and the situation about to become a king, Ryan definitely can't be in this situation either. It will also damage his reputation and reputation.

"So what should I do? Don't give a shit, Metal Face! Just tell me what to do!" Marshal Rick Heilberg was a little impatient. His moustache trembled with the master's movements, covered with Soup: "Why can't you just say it?"

"Let's go the lady's route." Geert glanced at Heilberg and decided not to care about him: "Don't forget, his wife Surya..."

Enough said here.

"Very good!" The emperor's eyes lit up, and he nodded again and again: "Okay, let's do it like this!"

"Immediately prepare a generous gift for Mrs. Surya, and send our envoys to the Lane's territory to congratulate him on the birth of his eldest son!"