Proof of the Sun King

In all fairness, Marienburg is a very special city in the history of the Empire.

The city first appeared in 20 B.C.E., when the Judon tribe settled here, they built Fort Marim on the estuary of the Rick River, on an abandoned elven acropolis and on the wharf. Fort soon faced an attack from the Misty Demons of the Southern Swamp, and it took the Jotun tribe ten years to defeat the Misty Monster Horde.

In the year 501 of the imperial calendar, Emperor Sigismund the Conqueror defeated the Kingdom of Judon at the Battle of Marienburg. King Jutenis of Judon agreed to a peaceful reunification, incorporating Marienburg and its surrounding areas into Wei. Since then, Marienburg has become a part of the empire, and the Kingdom of Judun has disappeared from history, but as the price of peaceful reunification, the royal family of Judun has obtained many privileges and has been passed down to this day.

In the year 632 of the imperial calendar, the Norsca barbarians sacked Marienburg for the first time. This terrible war continued for more than a hundred years. Until the year 765 of the imperial calendar, the empire finally signed a peace treaty with the Norsca people. The war was temporarily stopped.

Since then, Marienburg has always been part of the empire, until the beginning of the Three Emperors era, when the empire had three emperors, the three emperors quarreled endlessly for the throne, and other electors also began to self-govern. From this time on, Marienburg There have been signs of separatism in and Westland. Around 1600 in the imperial calendar, the merchants and trade unions of Marienburg teamed up with the elector von Buick to announce the establishment of the autonomous parliamentary government of Marienburg. Since then, Marienburg gradually broke away from imperial rule.

In 1979 of the imperial calendar, Margarita III, the elector of Westland, was elected as the Queen of the Empire in the Council of Electors, but neither the Church of Justice nor the Church of the White Wolf or any other church refused to be Margarita. The coronation of King III, Margarita III decided to join the Church of the Sea God to become the emperor of Marienburg. From this day on, Marienburg officially broke away from the empire. The Rune Fang of Westland was later managed to return to the empire by loyal imperial people. The Empire handed it over to the Nords.

Then came the Great Holy War. The Savior Ludwig assembled all the remaining armies of the Empire. At this time, Marienburg also gave up the title of Emperor. The merchants of Marienburg decided to give all they could to supply the Redeemer with military supplies. At the end of the Great Holy War. Afterwards, the Marienburg council agreed to return to the imperial system, and gave an astonishing wealth to the savior to rebuild the empire, but on the condition that it was fully autonomous and the empire would not interfere in internal affairs, Ludwig agreed after thinking for a long time, and the concession its full autonomy.

After the Frederick family of the Grand Prince Rick won the imperial throne, Emperor Leopold, the grandfather of Karl Franz, tried to lead the army to regain Marienburg, but was defeated by the local defenders, and then the Grand Prince Rick They tried many times to retake Marienburg, but in vain.

At the same time, Marienburg also has the only enclave of the high elves in the old world - Ifitau, which has been introduced before and will not be repeated here.

Therefore, the big trenchers of the Marienburg House have faced many crises after the Great Holy War, but they often have a solution, either they ask for the help of the Empire, or they ask for the aid of Brittany. Merchants can also ask for help from the High Elves.

These business princes have nothing to fear.

It's all about money!

This time, however, things were different.

It's the dwarves, the dwarves have come for revenge!

In the spacious and bright hall of the House of Lords of Marienburg, the business princes of Marienburg gathered to discuss what to do.

Among them, Vanderguber-Schultz, the Archduke of Marienburg, had a calm face, leaning on his luxurious seat with a watch that was none of his business, sipping gin, and sitting on his The second largest merchant in Marienburg, Viscount Casanova of the Gentlemen's Union Chamber of Commerce was chatting and laughing together.

These two people have nothing to do with them, and revenge will obviously not come to them. The other chambers of commerce presidents in Marienburg obviously know that Viscount Casanova has spent a lot of time hiring the famous mercenary partner. ——The matter of Gotrek and Felix made those business princes grit their teeth and cursed Casanova in their hearts.

The businessmen attending the meeting mainly include the following.

Marienburg is now the third largest chamber of commerce, the largest food merchant in the old world, and the Bacher family chamber of commerce with branches throughout the old world and a stronghold in many places.

The fourth largest chamber of commerce in Marienburg, the descendant of the royal family of the Judun Kingdom, and the chairman of the Judun Chamber of Commerce, Van Hugemans, the Judun Chamber of Commerce lost a lot of money in the attack on Bafeng Mountain’s national debt, and took a step back from the third largest chamber of commerce.

Claude Juncker, president of the Lucerne Chamber of Commerce, the fifth largest chamber of commerce.

These three business princes knew that they were the main targets of revenge for the dwarves. At this time, Hugemans had sweat on his face, and the chairman of the Judun Chamber of Commerce first put the Eight Peaks Mountain Dwarf Hate Book on the table: " Guys, we're in trouble."

"Damn dwarf!" Becker, president of the Bacher Chamber of Commerce, said impatiently: "We are normal business activities. Where do they think Marienburg is? This is a free trade port! Everyone has freedom of speech and The right to choose! Why are they blackmailing us, and looking for us... eh? To demand compensation and accept the trial of this group of dwarves?"

"Yes, I think so too." Claude Juncker, wearing a gray-black uniform with a rapier on his waist, scolded the dwarfs for being a bunch of idiots: "I propose that we can use the stones and rot from the city head. The fruit smeared the faces of the dwarfs, let them get out!"

"Then they will smear our faces with mercury bullets and artillery!" Hugmans, a descendant of the Jotun royal family, said fiercely: "Have you seen those two ironclad ships? Who among you wants to try artillery? Compare with ironclad ships. Get up, our fleet is nothing but fishing boats!"

Marienburg does have its own navy, but it is a Yellow Water Navy, and the more elite Rick Navy and Nord Navy, the two imperial navies, are not the army of Marienburg.

The business princes doubted whether their gunboats could penetrate the skin of the ironclad.

"...That's not a dwarf's ironclad ship." Someone in the House of Lords said: "Those mustache dwarves just boarded the ship of Britannia and the Ash Legion."

"That's the ironclad of the dwarves! The dwarves made it, and the dwarves came down from it." Hugemans said sharply: "Do you still pretend you don't understand? Dwarves are a bunch!"

"Knight King Ryan and Ash Legion Commander Fugan are brothers. They came with dwarves and then moored at the port. You still don't understand what this means?" Hugemans continued: "Damn the king of knights and Damn Ash Legion, they have an idea, are you pretending not to understand or really don't understand? We do it, and they have a reason to do it."

Everyone was speechless, and the business princes began to be in trouble.

"How much do dwarves want?" At this time, Becker, president of the Bacher Chamber of Commerce, spoke. This old gentleman in his sixties was wearing a tuxedo, a black dome hat, and a single piece of gold wire round-frame glasses on his face. , the potbellied he thought for a long time, and this time he said slowly: "Peace, we only want so much, how much the dwarves want, let's get together, let it end here, otherwise what will we do? Business?"

"How much the dwarf wants is written on this flyer." Hugemans took out a slightly wrinkled flyer and put it on the table.

"For Marienburg's disrespect to the Angland clan: three thousand gold coins."

"For Marienburg's disrespect to all dwarven clans: five thousand gold coins."

"For Marienburg's disrespect to the recovery of all the dead dwarves in Mount Eight Peaks: ten thousand gold coins."

"Finally, in order to wash away the unwarranted insults of the failed expert, celebrate the return of Belgar and his glorious royal family: twenty thousand gold coins and the head of Jose-Magic Bird!"

Business princes, look at me, I look at you, all shaken. Claude Juncker, wearing a silk robe and light tight pants, frowned, took the leaflet from Hugmans, carefully. I looked at it: "So, the dwarf wants 38,000 gold coins, plus the head of Mr. Magic Bird?"

"That's right." Becker touched his gold single-piece round-frame glasses, and he narrowed his eyes: "The dwarves asked us to give us an answer within three days, and today is the first day, gentlemen and deputies. , are you in time?"

"Do you really want to give money?" Claude Junker's face was gloomy: "Doesn't that make us bully? The dwarves can come to ask for it once, and we can ask for it twice, three times, countless times in the future. We are not dwarves. The small treasury! Your Excellency Becker, your mind is really unclear!"

"Dwarves are not humans, Your Excellency Juncker? Dwarves are not elves either. Gold coins can wash away their hatred and let them return with a full reward. This matter is over." Becker intertwined his fingers, put it on the table, and said in a deep voice: "If Okay, can you hear my opinion? We'll try to scrape together a little money and go get those dwarves away."

"Making money? How much?" Van Hugemans, president of the Judun Chamber of Commerce, said impatiently: "Don't forget, we are the territory of the Empire! We are citizens of the Empire, and the dwarves can even demolish Fort Marim. Bring them back to their mountains? If so, it would be like declaring war on the Empire, and these mustaches don't represent the entire race of dwarves!"

"Karl Franz's court will not declare war on the dwarves for us!" Becker emphasized: "The question of the High King Thorgrin-Hammer has already reached the emperor's desk! Do you think it is a great deal for the empire? Are we more important or the dwarven covenant?"

"We have the founding ceremony of the Savior!" Hugmans roared: "Full autonomy."

"The dwarves have the holy alliance of Charlemagne!" Becker also roared: "Hugmans, put away the pride of your Judon royal family, that is a higher-level covenant, the empire cannot lack dwarves, and neither can we. , you know how much Marienburg has and how many trade contracts are signed with the dwarves!"

"So there's nothing we can do? We just have to pay the money, right?" Van Hoogemans sat down helplessly.

"Well, let's collect 18,000 gold marks." Claude Juncker, president of the Lussen Chamber of Commerce, said: "The compensation of the dwarves, we accept the first three, and we accept half of the last one. They recovered the Eight Peaks Mountain. Returning to our hometown, what does it have to do with us? We don't recognize this, and that Mr. José-Magic Bird... Lord Hugmans, where are the others?"

"He is now hiding in a manor outside the city." Hugemans said helplessly: "My people have already controlled him, but..."

"Send him to the dwarves." Becker's old voice was a little hoarse, and he roared a few times just now to tire his vocal cords: "It's just an apology."

"But if we do this, how can those people be willing to continue to speak for us in the future?" Hugmans was very annoyed: "And our romantic guest, Mr. Adabe? Where did the others go? How did he disappear at the critical moment? ?"

"You don't know him yet? This old dragon is very cunning." Becker continued his words: "Okay, send Mr. Magic Bird to the dwarf. As for the 18,000 gold coins, let's put them together. The three major chambers of commerce put together 12,000 gold coins, and the remaining 6,000 gold coins, everyone also collects them, takes them, and spends money to eliminate disasters. Everyone, we are all businessmen, and we are all businessmen. Is it peaceful? If there is a real chaos, it will be difficult for everyone to do business."

"Yeah, that's the only way." Hugmans was also discouraged.

In the end, the House of Lords of Marienburg decided to take out a sum of money to send these dwarves away.

They appointed the Archbishop of the Church of the Sea God, and Aldrich took the money to solve the problem.

At the same time, Adabe Huntsman, the leader of the underworld of Marienburg, also received news that the dwarves came to seek revenge.

"Father, what should I do? What should I do? The dwarves are here to seek revenge, and the knights are here to seek revenge!" Adabe's son, Alphonse, was frightened: "Damn it, **** it! Why didn't they wipe out the entire army in Bafeng Mountain? "

Adabe was very calm. The king of the underground world of Marienburg sat calmly behind his desk. He opened the safe without haste, and threw the most important physical evidence into the brazier to burn. The old gentleman didn't look nervous at all, but rather calm: "What should we do? What should we do? Are we attacking the national debt of Bafeng Mountain? Or have we offended the king of knights or the king of dwarves? Think about it carefully, we did What? Have we left any evidence?"

The bills fell into the fire and burned cleanly. Adabe smiled and said, "Also, we sent a rich gift to Brittany. Whoever they are looking for will not look for us. Don't worry, Alphonse, calm down, it's death at this time! If you want to die, it's not like you are looking for a way!"

"Father, you really have foresight." Alphons carefully recalled a series of actions of their father and son, and then he managed to calm down. Before he knew it, his back was soaked.

"You have to think twice, think about danger, think about retreat, think about change. Only when you know the danger can you avoid it." Adabe frowned. He burned all the most important evidence, then opened the small vault and took out a big box.

It is filled with gold coins of gods, and on each gold coin of gods, there is a big head sticker of Mrs. Fortune. After careful calculation, there are hundreds of coins! There are more than 100,000 gold marks in it, Adabe looked at the box, sighed suddenly, and handed it to his son: "Take it all, go to make some connections, buy rich gifts, part of it for the Ash Legion , part of it will be given to the King and Queen of Brittany, and you will keep a few for yourself to buy the best equipment and find blessings from the Church of the Sea God. I have signed up for you. From the day after tomorrow, you will be ashes A recruit of the First Army of the Legion, a knight apprentice."

"Father?!" Alphonse hurriedly rushed to Adabe, he looked very excited: "What, you actually want me to join the Ash Legion? Father, aren't you putting your son on a dead end? You want to I'm going on an expedition to the New World? Then... what do you do?"

"Hehe~ I'll teach you something that imperial generals like to say." Adabe smiled dryly, pulled Alphonse to sit down, and the romantic guest who has been in the fort for more than 20 years stretched out his index finger and pointed to the brazier Burning ashes in the middle: "Death and then life!"

"I have carefully observed and collected newspapers in the past few years~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The future of the new world will be this Purple Phoenix sooner or later, and this Purple Phoenix has a lot to do with King Ryan and Schultz. "Adabe said sadly: "Don't look at the fact that our father and son have done such a big thing over the years, it is because we are still useful, the business princes need us to solve the underground world of Marienburg and clean the dirty Only in the corner can we get a chance, but people like us are destined to be just a rag, not even a tool person. After more than 20 years, I can feel that those people in the House of Lords have recently had the idea of ​​replacing people. , and we were on the wrong side of the recent national debt issue.”

"What? We did so many things for him! He actually?!" Alphonse said angrily: "Are we people destined to be..."

"So, I let you serve in the Ash Legion." Adabe closed his eyes and nodded slowly: "Alphons, my son, I tell you, put your tail tucked, go and serve as a soldier, for Fulgrim. Your Excellency, you must use your own performance to make Lord Fugan and the generals and soldiers of the Ash Legion look at you again. I have spent more than 20 years cultivating you at any cost, your swordsmanship, your knights, even in The Ash Legion will not be vulnerable, when you get there, forget that you are the son of my Adabe, forget that you are the underground noble prince of Marienburg, you are just a recruit, a trainee knight, and be your soldier well."

"Father, I understand." Alphonse shed tears, he wiped the tears with his hands, and lowered his head, which had been held up.

"Oh, let's go." Adabe let out a long sigh: "If Archduke Schultz really starts to think about changing my rag, my father's old life might be saved by you!"

"Otherwise, people like us are doomed not to end well!"