Proof of the Sun King

When Lane returned to the streets of Haimenguan, three hours had passed. This meal was eaten for a long time, but no matter how long he ate it, it could not affect the fiery and prosperous Haimenguan as always. The streets were full of human and The dwarves, especially the expedition army, seem to have arranged for Francois to be stationed. At this time, many people in the expedition army can no longer hold back and start spending.

After several months, the expedition army returned to the civilized world again. People sang and danced to celebrate this great victory. Even the dwarves and human businessmen in Haimenguan were very encouraged by it, because the war of the expedition army was the same. It is helpful to Haimen Pass. Now let alone more than ten years in the future, the victory of Bafeng Mountain guarantees that in the next thirty or forty years, Haimen Pass will not face a big waaagh again.

I don’t know if it was because of the arrival of the Supreme King or because Haimenguan was happy because of this victory. Today, King Byrnov lifted the curfew order, and the grocery stores, food stores, and blacksmiths all opened their doors, and the soldiers of the expeditionary army were all open. They wandered around together, and at this moment, the soldiers of the expeditionary force had money.

That's right, although the salaries and bounties after the expedition have not yet been distributed, they are part of the treasure house of Eight Peaks. In fact, in Skarsnick's treasure pile and the collection of Headhunter Quick, the army has also found numerous A small amount of wealth, even including a lot of Aurora, Nippon and high-precision things, is worth hundreds of thousands of gold crowns after a little count, and Ryan generously gave all of these treasures in bits and pieces.

The king's generosity won everyone's love, and no one dislikes a generous leader.

"Have seen the king!"

"Long live His Majesty the King!"

"I have seen the King of Knights!"

Ryan's appearance caused cheers from many soldiers and knights, and everyone respectfully made way for him and bowed to him.

The streets of Haimen Pass are not wide, and they have the neatness unique to dwarves. Ryan frowned upon seeing this. The king was a little tired, so he had to wave to indicate that he heard it, and then quickly turned into a corner.

It's not the same adventure as before. Now Ryan is the king. Many times he can't even find a clean one. His every move will become the focus, although he is not considered by the imperial court as an "easy person" like Emperor Karl Franz. Fragments", but it is already an extravagant wish to go out on the street alone, too many domestic and military affairs entangle the king, and he rarely has time to be alone.

Lane thought it was no wonder that after many knight kings in the history of Brittany ascended the throne, the level of personal martial arts not only did not increase, but declined slightly. Obviously, this is the reason. Whether it is knightly virtue or military training, the essence of knight nobility training They were military nobles rather than administrative nobles, which led to the fact that not many knight kings were good at government affairs, but they had to bear the burden because of their responsibilities.

In this dark age, everyone is moving forward.

"Baklava! Baklava! The fragrant baklava, freshly baked, very delicious!" Ryan noticed that several Arabians were selling a dessert with the dwarves. There were not many shoppers in the corner. Ryan walked over when he saw it.

Baklava is a very special snack from Arabica, flavored with syrup or honey, with chopped nuts in the center and layers of puff pastry topped with grease, in squares, diamonds and triangles , After eating it, the taste is crisp, fragrant, sweet and fragrant.

"Sweeter than first love!" This is the promotion of this dessert. Ryan took out two silver coins and bought a cup of very bitter Arabic tea. Alone, sitting in the corner of the busy city, watching the bustling crowd, Sitting in the corner like this, eating alone in silence.

Thinking of what happened before, Ryan was a little annoyed. The Supreme King's wisdom and diplomacy were obviously a level higher than him. At the beginning, his rhythm was completely taken away by the Supreme King, and Thorgreen also had this capital. The Supreme King is a thousand years old, if he puts his qualifications on, he can go to the era of the Three Sovereigns! God knows how much this Supreme King has been through? He has seen, heard, and felt many things with his own eyes. Does Ryan dare to use hearsay and historical documents to argue with him?

That's courting death! This is not a battle of emotions, this is a conversation between kings, any flaws will be caught by the other party, and the other party is the most careless dwarf! If you accidentally snap off the hat of "you made history again", this is going to be a big book of hatred!

Ryan is not joking. If nothing else, Imperial Brunswick University and Noor University often cause academic disputes because of their lack of confidence in their own history. The final outcome can only be to find the truth about it.

Damn, when will I have the diplomacy of Brother Guilliman or Brother Forgan? Ryan ate the sweet and greasy dessert angrily and complained to himself.

"Hey! Ah Fu! Ah Fu, come with me!" At this moment, a familiar voice came from not far away to Ryan, a burly man with two axes hanging from his waist, wearing a The female barbarian in leather armor and leather jacket, with bearskin boots on her legs, and her hair loose, was shopping with a Templar. She shouted excitedly: "I want to eat this, here's one... No, two servings, and a larger one!"

Upon seeing this, the stall owner gave her two hot dogs stuffed with ham, bacon, fresh vegetables and salad dressing. As a result, the female barbarian picked up the things and left, so shocked that the owner almost jumped up: "Hello! Miss, are you still No money!"

"Afu!" The barbarian woman shouted impatiently, and the Templars hurried up to pay: "I'll pay, I'll pay, how much?"

After paying the money, before Alfred had time to buy himself a stutter, Ingrid shoved one of the hot dogs into Alfred's mouth: "This is yours, go, Alfred, let's go over there. Look again."

"Um~uuuuu!" Alfred was taken away by Ingrid before he could speak.

You also call him Afu?

Ryan looked at this scene and didn't know why he was a little upset.

However, the King of Knights smiled helplessly.

Yes, I am married too, and Ah Fu should be married too. Although this female barbarian is said to be a little stronger and a little more savage, it just so happens that she does not have any political color behind her, nor does she belong to any faction, which helps to maintain Alfred's...

Damn, I've become like this after being king for so long!

I'm already a dirty adult, and I can't go back to the pure appearance I used to be.

Ryan laughed dryly to himself and scratched his head. He ate the remaining baklava in one breath, and the sweet feeling stimulated his taste nerves.

It's over, let's go home by boat!

…………I am the dividing line that you also deserve to call him Afu…………

At the same time, travel through the eternal giant warp storm, the prime material universe, the core of the human empire, the sacred Terra, the royal palace, the council of the high lords.

This is already the 42nd millennium. Even though the Emperor has announced his return, the Empire of Man still has to face endless enemies. The High Regent Guilliman has been out to deal with the tide of Chaos through the Indomitable Crusade. At such a critical juncture, a certain sacred ceremony still took up a lot of time for the High Lords Council.

On the holy Terra shining with brilliant golden light, a small boat descended from the orbit. The messenger was a little uneasy. He had to come to the High Lords Council for a ceremonial routine meeting, like many ceremonies, Why is this meeting held, what is the reason, and what is the meaning? It has long since disappeared into the history and fog of the human empire for 10,000 years, but the ceremony is a ceremony. Since this ceremony existed from the moment the emperor appeared, then There is no doubt.

A ceremony is a ceremony.

But today, this ceremony is very different from the past, which makes the messenger feel extremely nervous, because the Supreme Lords Council held a meeting to discuss and decide that since the emperor has returned, they have no right to solve this matter, the messenger must Meet the Emperor in person.

Fortunately, everything had already been arranged, and when the messenger strode into the throne room under the leadership of the Emperor's Custodians, he met the Emperor himself as he wished - the face that brought together countless miracles and light and the coldness that looked at everything. Gaze, the messenger was almost humbled and worshipped beyond measure, the messenger took a few deep breaths, and then began to recite with the words engraved into the DNA.

"The United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland is again begging the Emperor to allow a delay to Brexit, we need more time to negotiate and vote."

The messenger's voice echoed in the empty throne room, and it was soon drowned out by the sound of the instrument turning and the noise, and the sound of ozone evaporating from the operation of the Golden Throne.

The Emperor did not answer, just two minutes passed, and the messenger could already feel the angry gaze of the Emperor's Custodian standing next to him. Every second of the Lord of Humanity was so precious, and he actually let the Emperor waste two minutes. ?

The emissary wondered if the Emperor had heard him, and as he considered whether he should repeat it, he raised his head.

There was no expression on the Emperor's face, but judging from his expression, it was obvious that he was recalling something, looking for something. The messenger was about to open his mouth to repeat this sentence, but the Emperor raised his hand to signal no need.

The Lord of Humanity finally opened his mouth: "I have heard and agreed to this request, I will extend the Brexit deadline again for 999 years, your request has been received, time has been given, in the name of humanity, so be it. "

The messenger was amnesty, and he hurriedly bent over and said goodbye, and the Lord of Man returned to the reality of the war against the destructive forces of Chaos.

But he was not alone in the Throne Room. The authority and power of the Lord of Men was so convincing that the working mechanical priests and the Imperial Guard, and the bureaucrats of the Imperial Executive Council would not ask any questions of the Lord of Men, but With one curious guy exception.

"So, Father, what is that? United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland? What is that, Brexit, what is that?" said Magnus, the Red Son sitting on the Golden Throne, curiously speaking to him My father asked, "What the **** is that? What could make my father, who has infinite wisdom, infinite power, and infinite desire, spend two minutes thinking about it?"

The Emperor raised his head and glanced at Magnus. The Son of Red was holding several Legion Flags - One Weekly, as well as reading an ancient book unearthed from the palace grounds. This ancient book was once considered to contain taboos. knowledge, but after confirmation by the Emperor, this is just an ordinary historical novel.

Even on the Golden Throne, Magnus still maintained his diligent and studious appearance. Seeing that the Emperor did not answer, he asked again: "It must be meaningful, right? Father?"

"...It was an ancient ritual in the 2k era of Sacred Terra." The Emperor seemed a little bored, so he finally spoke up: "It's ancient, very memorable, but otherwise useless."

"This ritual is ancient and full of commemorative significance enough to make father, the lord of mankind, who is so precious, waste two minutes of his time?!" Magnus became more interested after hearing this, and he kept saying He asked: "Say it, I want to know, you tell me!"

"Father, tell me, I want to know!"

"What does that ceremony represent?"

Magnus sat on the golden throne chattering.

"You are always so curious, Magnus." The Emperor was so annoyed that he turned his head and looked at the magical little Mag sitting on the golden throne with icy eyes: "Curiosity will kill you, you Haven't enough lessons been learned from the past?"

"That's better than sitting on the golden throne for a long time!" Magnus began to get upset, he kept shouting: "You think, I, the Primarch, the son of the Lord of Men One, for the Empire of Man, for you, sitting on the golden throne for so long, sacrificing yourself, dedicating yourself, shouldn't you make a little compensation for my sacrifice?"

"..." The Emperor knows that Magnus is a threat, and this guy is also useful~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But no matter what you say, the Emperor is fair and selfless. If there is no magic in the Golden Throne, Magnus, then he has to sit on it. For the time being, Magnus is still a bit useful, so his small, innocuous request should be fulfilled, otherwise if this guy does something wrong, the entire Star Torch will be affected. .

Therefore, the regimental standard newspaper of the Ministry of Military Affairs, "A Weekly", was always delivered to the throne room on time, and the Emperor also opened some bookstores and took out some books for Magnus to pass the time.

"Do you still remember the woman named Windsor who came in under the leadership of Trajan more than a hundred days ago?" The Emperor said coldly: "From the 2k era to the present 42k, countless rulers, scholars and heroes We, High Lords and Inquisitions come and go, but there is only one woman named Windsor, and that's all I have to say."

"???!!!" Magnus opened his eyes wide, as excited as he discovered a new continent: "She is an immortal?!"

"The problem is over. If there are no other problems, continue your duties." The Emperor ignored Magnus.

"Wait! Father, I have another question!" Magnus said with great schadenfreude: "Hey! Father, what are you going to do about Guilliman and Lorgar?"

"..." The expression on the Emperor's face changed slightly.

Just a few weeks earlier, a horrific infighting had occurred during Guilliman's Indomitable Crusade.

The Supreme Regent of the Empire and the new Empire Pope Lorgar, who led the support of the Emperor's Daughter of Fighting Sisters, broke out in an extremely violent conflict. Lorgar broke Guilliman's head with the two-headed eagle scepter in his hand. .

The reason for all this is because the Supreme Regent of the Empire said a sentence in his post-war victory speech.

"The Emperor is not a god."