Proof of the Sun King

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It was still very cold in Berleon in February, but it was not so unpleasant anymore. The snow was gradually melting, and this duchy on the west coast of Brittany had begun to wake up from winter.

Last year, the Principality of Berleon was hit by a disaster, a large and small plague swept the entire region, and then there were tsunamis and earthquakes, as well as those terrible skeleton pirates and robbers and bandits from the southern kingdom. The Principality is facing a huge crisis. However, the main army went to participate in the Bafengshan Great Expedition, and the army left behind was very difficult to deal with these powerful enemies.

At this critical moment, Theodoric, Duke of Berleone, announced his return. He clasped the relic tomahawk of the first Duke of Berleone, one of the twelve first-generation Holy Grail Knights, Balduin. Horses appeared on the battlefield. Theodoric's appearance at this critical moment greatly boosted the morale of all the nobles and serfs in the entire principality. The army regrouped and fought a battle with the coalition of skeleton pirates and robbers. In the battle, Theodoric bravely took the lead, the divine weapon tomahawk in his hand exuded endless pure light, resisting various evil spells of the undead pirates.

After five hours of **** fighting, the Duke will cut the undead pirate commander headed into two pieces with an axe. With the failure of the undead magic, the entire undead army will be wiped out, and the remaining bandits and robbers will also be destroyed. The knights of the Duchy of Beleon Embrace a big win, chanting victory.

With this victory, Duke Theodoric finally announced his return. He swore to the fairy of the lake that he would never make his old mistakes again, and hoped that the goddess would forgive his sins.

No one knows whether the fairy of the lake has forgiven him, but Morgiana, the witch of the lake god, decided to give him another chance after seeing his performance, and Duke Theodoric was able to return to the court of Beleon. The Duke's attitude made a 180-degree turn. He not only fully supported Ryan's reforms and New Deals, but even vigorously promoted serfs. He imitated Ryan to take advantage of the power of victory to clean up a large number of knights and nobles who did not act and did not participate in the war, and confiscated their The fief but retained the title of nobility, and then promoted dozens of knights from the serfs in one go.

However, after the war and looting, the situation of the duchy became more and more difficult. Theodoric was too impatient, which made the situation of the duchy unstable, chaos, shortage of grain, and heavy losses of winter wheat. Many areas had no noble management. situation, famine is everywhere.

Fortunately, at this time, the king of knights Ryan came back and brought back the main army of the Duchy of Beleon.

Late February, Old World, Brittany, Duchy of Beleon, Barony of Seabourne, town of Seabourne.

The cold wind whistled, the air smelled of dampness and the smell of earth, and many homeless refugees poured into the whole town. Their villages and fields were destroyed, and the winter wheat was all gone. The Duke ordered them to go to various places. Towns concentrated, waiting for relief.

Seaborn Town is a town located on the southern border of the Principality of Beleon, close to the Beleon River. This town has a population of almost 4,000, and more than 1,000 refugees poured in all at once. The situation is somewhat chaotic, but the army and The local nobles responded quickly. They resettled the refugees in the town. The local nobles united with the Church of the Fairy in the Lake and the Church of the Goddess of Mercy and began to provide relief.

Just on the street in the town, a Holy Grail Knight wearing a full aristocratic dress and a golden cup cloak on a white background appeared near the relief point, followed by a blond, blue-eyed, aristocratic lady and a black man. Silver-eyed witches, a dozen old guards wearing tall bearskin hats, luxurious dwarf rune gold bust armor and white military uniforms followed them.

There are several large iron pots on the relief point, which are hung with firewood to cook things. There are more than 30 infantrymen and two knights maintaining order at the scene, in addition to the nuns and priests of the Church of the Fairy in the Lake and the Church of the Goddess of Mercy. They were also there. Seeing this group of people appear, the leading knight immediately trembled with excitement. He hurriedly saluted: "My... my majesty! Good noon! May the lady bless us! I am Darth of the Barony of Seabourne. Sir Thierry de Vijery!"

"Shhh, keep a low profile, our Majesty doesn't want people to find him here." Surya, who was standing behind Ryan, smiled and pointed out a light-white jade on her lips.

"Well, what are you cooking?" Ryan smiled. The old guard behind him was too conspicuous and betrayed his identity as a king. The king of knights looked at the iron pot, and there was a large group of semi-fluid things. It was bubbling and bubbling, light brown in color.

"It's cooking porridge, Your Majesty!" Ser Vijerry said nervously. "Be careful, Your Majesty, don't get burnt, it will take a while for the porridge to be ready."

"Porridge? Porridge?" Ryan smiled when he heard the advice. He immediately reached out to the nun, the goddess of mercy who was cooking porridge. The nun quickly handed the big iron spoon in her hand to the king. She almost wanted to kneel, but Suria Signal no: "No need to kneel, no need to kneel, everyone, doing your own thing is the greatest respect for us."

"Yes!" Ser Vijerry saluted immediately with excitement.

"Very good, let me see what these porridges are made of." Ryan put the large iron spoon into the large iron pot and stirred vigorously, the edge of the iron spoon and the bottom of the iron pot made a sharp noise, and the king picked it up I took a spoonful and looked at it carefully.

The semi-liquid substance in the spoon consisted of chopped vegetables, soybeans, peas, and some incompletely ground rye, buckwheat grains and flour crumbs. Lane put the spoon down, stuck it in and stirred it again, and then picked it up again. He saw nut pellets and a little bit of pig guts.

The king put down the big iron spoon and asked Ser Vijerry, "Is that all?"

"That's all, the same things are cooked in these cauldrons." Sir Vijiry nodded, and he said respectfully: "A refugee, a bowl of porridge, and half a black bread, this is the relief food."

Ryan was noncommittal. He gave Bertrand, the commander-in-chief of the old guard, a look behind him. Bertrand immediately issued an order: "Go check every iron pot and the relief food inside!"

"Yes!" The old guards immediately began to check the contents of several large iron pots, as well as the unpleasant black bread bags, rye and buckwheat piled up behind. The old guards carefully After rummaging for a while, every bag was opened for inspection, and then came back to report: "Your Majesty, several cauldrons are filled with the same things, and the room is also full of rye, buckwheat, and brown bread. The smell is really good. Sour! It's sour!"

"Yeah!" Ryan nodded with satisfaction. There was no warning and no warning for this raid, but the king got a satisfactory result. Today, he raided three towns one after another, and they were all satisfied: "Well done, Vijiri Sir, I'm very happy, I've walked three places today, and it's been very good to ensure that no refugees starve to death... Why did you add a little pig offal?"

A bowl of this kind of gruel and half a piece of brown bread is enough to keep an adult man half full, enough.

"The baron said that he intends to repair the city walls in the town, just as these refugees can be used as laborers, he asked us to add some pig offal." Sir Vijiry saluted again: "Those things have always been eaten by serfs, the market It is very cheap, a few copper coins can buy a big bag, we bought a lot, and also piled up in the back."

"Very good." Ryan nodded again, and the king said casually: "Anyway, idleness is idleness, right? Let them know that the relief food is not easy to come by, or better, wait a little longer, and when the spring ploughing is over, I will let them know. Aldoric sent out the army to get the refugees back to their homes, rebuild the villages and get them back to the fields."

"Yes!" The knight nobles obeyed, Ryan smiled, and looked at the people who were pointing at him from afar, waiting in line to get the porridge, the king's eyes were a little erratic: "Governing the people is God."

"Govern the world, the people are God!"

After he finished speaking, the King of Knights kept on doing it. He smiled at Suria and Teresa who were standing behind him: "Suria, Teresa, would you like to experience the food of the refugees?"

"I'll eat whatever you want. I'm your wife, dear." Suria said with a smile.

"...If you must." Teresa smelled the unpleasant smell of the black bread pile, and the sorceress felt a strong sense of discomfort from physical to psychological. It can be seen that Sulia said so and refused to admit defeat. The sorceress said awkwardly.

"Hahahaha!" Ryan laughed loudly, and the King of Knights stretched out three fingers: "Come on! Give me, my queen and my female courtier three bowls of relief porridge and a black bread!"

"Your Majesty, as a king, how can you eat such a thing?!" The knight couldn't believe what he heard, but seeing the king's firm attitude, he had to agree.

Soon, the porridge was ready, Ryan picked it up and ate it, and Sulia ate slowly with the spoon.

Only Teresa was holding the small wooden bowl. The sorceress looked at the semi-liquid food in the bowl with a tangled face.

As soon as he looked up, Ryan was looking at himself with a half-smile.

Teresa's face flushed immediately, and Ryan's gaze made her feel very strange and ashamed. Just like two people getting along in private, the sorceress gritted her teeth and put the spoon in her mouth.

The weird taste and many grains of the paste made the sorceress burst into her nose with nausea. She couldn't help it, and spit out the refugee porridge in one mouthful, and Teresa threw the bowl on the table angrily. Yifang: "Where is this food eaten by humans? Ryan, this taste is too... too strange, isn't it?"

Ryan and Suria looked at each other and smiled.

"There are 50,000 people living on this kind of porridge in Berleon, dear Ms. Teresa." Ryan had finished drinking the porridge at this time, and the King of Knights put down the bowl: "Forget it, it doesn't matter if you don't want to drink it, Teresa. , it's good if you're willing to taste it."

The sorceress was ashamed, she was about to say something, but Ryan put his arms around her waist, motioned back to the carriage, and patted Teresa's hand, indicating that it was really okay.

As a sorcerer and spellcaster, she is truly superior to others. Ryan really has no problem with this kind of thing. If a legendary sorceress must eat the same as a refugee, then there is really a problem in this society.

After Suria took a few bites, she put down the bowl and spoon, and the female knight shook her head slightly at Ryan, indicating that she couldn't eat anymore.

So today's surprise inspections were all over, and Ryan immediately ordered to return to Jean City. He cleaned with Surya and Teresa, and got on the luxury carriage. Today is also Teresa's last day here. Tomorrow She must return to the Frost Wizard Tower. The Green Grass Festival is getting closer and closer. She and Aurora will spend two or three days to prepare, and then teleport to the Sky Castle.

The three sat down in the luxury carriage, and the carriage began to move.

Teresa was still a little restrained. The sorceress was wearing a twilight pink rippling sakura hip skirt today, a pink plush coat, and long legs with flesh-colored ultra-thin pantyhose and milky white high-heeled shoes. Just by Ryan's hand, the sorceress has never liked to dress so brightly, bright tones and pink are not her colors, but Suria persuaded her to try it once, and Teresa did not refuse.

The effect was not bad. Today, at noon, she still felt back pain and weak legs. Sitting on the soft sofa chair, the sorceress secretly scolded Ryan this guy for getting worse and worse, and she didn't know how to take care of herself, but The sorceress knew that she felt comfortable both physically and mentally, and thought that it would be better if she could get lucky and conceive a child.

Su Liya was wearing a cute and warm apricot-yellow breeze flower-carved lace dress. Like Teresa, she was wearing flesh-colored ultra-thin pantyhose and a pair of red-bottomed black high-heeled shoes with pearls. She was graceful and luxurious, and the queen's bearing filled the carriage. Inside, she and Teresa sat next to Ryan, but in terms of momentum, Surya had obvious advantages.

Ryan has already talked about the topic: "The news of Beria has arrived, the recent situation in Kislev is very bad, starving everywhere, the palace can't pay the army, relying on Katarin's tricks and methods, as well as **** slaughter forcibly The army mutiny was suppressed... Bellia can now be sure that Master Shergo must be in the Cheka prison, but there is no way to save people yet."

Ryan showed Suria and Teresa the urgent news from Belial through the magic props. Both women felt the crisis of the matter. Suria was still thinking, but Teresa was impressed by the name. interest.

"Shergo?" Teresa asked curiously. "Who is he? It sounds like you care about him."

"Master Shergo is one of the designers and manufacturers of the Hellstorm Bazooka. In the Kislev language, Shergo means 'hell', so the Hellstorm Bazooka is named after him." Lane With a serious expression, the King of Knights has focused his attention on this matter: "We must try to get this great engineer!"

"Since he is a great engineer, why was he imprisoned?" Teresa asked strangely, "Why is this kind of talent not reused and locked up?"

"Hey..." Ryan shook his head again and again, and he said to Teresa: "Because Kislev is now a kingdom controlled by wizards, the kingdom's court is actually controlled by the ice witch headed by Katarin, and Ice witches... don't like engineering technology, nor do they like gunpowder weapons. Compared with these, they are more willing to believe in their own magic. There are too few people who can be wizards like Galt, and masters of chemistry and engineering. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Yeah." Teresa nodded, indeed she herself was more willing to believe in her magic.

"Because of this, Katarin and the ice witches monopolized and occupied most of the country's resources to meet their cultivation needs. Naturally, there were fewer resources allocated to Shergo, and Shergo was a talented Talented people generally have one characteristic." Ryan continued, "That is..."

"That's a big temper!" Suria said with a smile: "We already understood from the dwarves."

"Yes, he has a great temper. Since the death of the former Tsar Boris Bokaha, the resources that Master Shergo can get has become less and less, which makes the big engineer very dissatisfied. He has published a lot of objections to the queen. And the remarks satirizing the privilege of the ice witch, and the whole city of Kislev was full of Cheka secret police, the news spread easily, and Katarin had endured it, but it didn’t take long for the unbearable ice witch to endure it. Collectively demand that the tsar send Cheka to arrest Shergo, if it wasn't for the generals and the Boyers to plead for mercy, Shergo would have been killed long ago."

"Why?" Teresa murmured to herself, "I have met Her Majesty Katarine many times, and in my impression, she is not such a person."

"That's because you are an ice witch, and she is also an ice witch!" Ryan laughed a few times: "Aurora is also an ice witch! You are all ice witches, naturally they are equal, but Shergo is not, Keisler The nobles of the husband are not, let alone the commoners! This is how wizards rule a country. They subconsciously regard a country as a warehouse for their research materials and an ATM for research funds~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Financial revenue comes to wizards Said, the first thought is not how to distribute and how to increase income and reduce expenditure, but how much can be distributed."

"..." Teresa pursed her lips and said nothing. The sorceress wanted to refute, but she thought about it and it seemed that it was the case. Her mother, Aurora, was used to spending money lavishly. She came up and directly moved half of it for the latest research on the great spell and to buy various luxury goods. Her current annual expenses are no less than a thousand kroner, but her income is very small, not like Veronica's wizard of dawn. The tower has already achieved break-even.

"But in any case, Kislev can't fall, otherwise the empire will face the attack of the northern barbarians." Ryan pointed to the end: "At the same time, our preparations must be accelerated, Surya, about what I arranged before. …”

"The construction of the Mousillon Invalides has begun. This welfare home for the disabled soldiers in the army and the museum to display the glory of war will be completed by the end of the year. The Royal Infantry Military Academy Mousillon Military Academy has also begun to lay the foundation. The guard manor will be doubled, and all the old guards who participated in the Battle of Bafengshan will enjoy additional special allowances and the right to send their children to the military school." Suria said with a smile: " What you said, Ryan, how can the soldiers fight hard if the army is not paid enough, and how can the soldiers not bleed and cry, they fought their lives to defend their homeland, we should let them know that the king and queen will never Forget their sacrifices and contributions, we have an obligation to do well."

"Well, very good, but there is one more thing." Ryan nodded. Now, the soldiers of the kingdom worship and support King Ryan more than the knights. This is recognized in Britannia.

"what?"

"that is……"