Kamiji

"Have you heard, it's Prince Wittmann."

"Why him?"

"I think Prince Cruise is better."

"I think so."

"Only Prince Cruise can guarantee our safety!"

"The God of Light is more in line with our current needs."

"I'm going to believe in the God of Light. I still need a God in my heart so that I won't feel empty."

"We need to be cautious about the choice of gods, but for His Majesty...we have a say!"

"Not bad, especially at this time!"

……

In the tavern, in the shop, in the alley, under the house, in every corner of the capital, there are words of resistance to Wittmann everywhere. Cruise's kneeling in front of the temple earlier, and the propaganda of the Temple of Light all the time. Gathering together under the guidance of the leader, people feel that such a combination is more suitable - when people are at a loss, they always need a stable one.

Of course, some people think that war is more needed at this time. They are already on the verge of life and death, and only war can win their dignity, but there are too few such people.It's not that Sanderson's men are spineless, but Stoffen's example is ahead.

Without the protection of the gods, war is almost impossible to talk about.They are willing to sacrifice themselves for the country, but the hopeless war makes them hopeless.

"Let the royal family hear our voices!"

"Let those aristocratic gentlemen know that now is no longer the time to spend time!"

"Let's set it on the day of enthronement!"

"Isn't it a bit late?"

"No, as long as there is no blessing from the temple, it is not considered a real enthronement. We can stop Prince Wittmann before he is given the crown!"

When the king enthrones, the archbishop of the temple always appears. The whole ceremony is divided into three parts. First, the crown prince accepts the inquiry of the royal elders through the royal corridor, then he is crowned by the bishop of the temple, and finally the king accepts the worship of the people. .This part is divided into two parts, one is to accept the worship of nobles and ministers first, and the other is to walk on the street to receive the cheers of the people of the capital.By the last part of the ceremony, the Crown Prince had become King, but during the second part, only the Crown Prince.

If a large number of people flock to the streets to protest at this time, not only the crown prince, but even the temple that crowned him will be affected.If the country is stable, this kind of influence is nothing more than some ridicule and discussion, but if it is under the current situation, there will be problems with the crown prince's ascension to the throne, especially if there is another crown prince with a higher voice. Temporary substitutions are not out of the question.

Of course, it is impossible to succeed only by relying on public protests. The key lies in the courtiers and nobles with real power.

Sanderson Wintermoon

This is the coolest day of the year in Sanderson, and there is a hint of coolness in the air, but even so, the trees on both sides are lush and green, and red carpets are spread all over the main roads of the king's capital. Before the new king appeared, No one can step on it.

Some people who had received the order earlier were hidden in the crowd. They were dressed in ordinary clothes and had ordinary faces, no different from the people around them. However, when they looked at each other, there was a look in their eyes that they would recognize, as long as the signal appeared , they are responsible for leading the people to protest.

Priests of all levels in the God of War Temple stood on the streets, and each priest was surrounded by two knights. Their duty was to extinguish any abnormalities in time.

These, the general public do not know, some of them are sensitive and can feel some strangeness and look around, as for more people, they are excitedly waiting for Wittmann, for more common people, whoever is the king is It has nothing to do with them, the important thing is that they can have a good king.

Will Wittmann be a good king?

After walking through the long corridor, Wittmann came to the inquiry room.Different from the gorgeous and rich outside, this room does not have any natural light, only a candle glowing faintly, and three elders in white clothes are sitting there gloomy.

"Your Highness Wittmann, what qualities do you possess?" the first elder on the left asked.

"I am honest, brave, and religious."

"Your Highness Wittmann, you swear that you will keep these qualities forever?" said the elder in the middle.

"I swear!"

"Your Highness Wittmann, are you willing to take responsibility?" the last elder asked.

"I guarantee it with my life!"

……

Silence, a long silence, it seemed that he was guilty and timid. The faces of the three elders were still gloomy. Even if he knew that this was an inherent pattern, Wittman couldn't help but feel uneasy.He clenched his fists secretly, feeling that he was not lying.

He has always been devout to the gods, and he is more sincere than his younger brother. As for bravery... Without this spirit, he would not be able to become a senior knight at all!Moreover, he really intended to give his life for Sanderson.This is his country. He grew up here, became a prince here, and will become a king in the future. He doesn't know if he can become a very wise king, but he is willing to live and die with Sanderson!

Perhaps because they really felt the piety in his heart, the three elders turned sideways and let the aisle pass. There, there was a door blocked by them. Unlike ordinary doors, the door was very short, only 120 centimeters , Adults with a normal figure have to bend their waists very low to pass, and what's more, they need to bend their knees.

Wittmann walked over awkwardly, and after that, there was a long corridor lit with magic lamps. The lights were weak at first, but then became brighter and brighter, and at the end it was as if under the sun. This time the door , is broad and magnificent and huge.

Wittman took a deep breath, put his hand on the door handle, and then slowly pushed it away.In the wide hall, all nobles with titles and ministers with positions stood neatly on both sides of the red carpet according to their ranks. The first one was Georgia.

Georgia was also looking at him, with some expectations in his gentle eyes, he gritted his teeth secretly, after today, he will be different, after today, he will surpass this man, after today, This man can only look up to him.

He walked forward step by step, and information about him was quickly spread outside through various channels.

Passed the first level...

out of the narrow gate...

Already entered the hall...

There are 30 meters, 20 meters, ten meters...

Those who hid in the crowd became nervous. Their plan was to make their voices after Wittmann knelt down for 2 minutes. Of course, there would always be a slight gap, but in their drills, this time was almost It will exceed five breaths, and the people in the temple will never have the opportunity to wear the crown on Wittmann's head-before then, some nobles will jump out to question!

Five meters, four meters, three meters...

Everyone is getting more and more nervous. This protest, I would rather take two breaths at night, and definitely not too early!

Two meters, one meter...

Some people had already begun to inhale violently, and at this moment, Wittmann fell to his knees.This action was immediately spread outside, and then, a red magic ball flew out of the hands of a five or six-year-old girl. This kind of toy that only appeared during the celebration did not arouse anyone's suspicion at this time, but , but it made the eyes of all the people hidden in the crowd shine. They looked at the ball and silently calculated in their hearts. This was calculated a long time ago. When to make a sound.

"Today, we are here to witness new glory." Alvin said slowly, "Today, we are here to experience new happiness. A great era is about to begin, and the glory will surely reappear..."

The red magic ball floats higher and higher.

"But before this glory comes, there is one person we can't forget..."

The magic ball finally disappeared.

"That is His Majesty Codelman! Whether in the eyes of gods or in the hearts of men, he is a qualified and benevolent king. Before the new era comes, let us send away the greatness and glory of the past... ..."

"We protest!" The originally planned words were finally shouted out, from one person at the first utterance to ten or a hundred quickly, and then the fierce slogans immediately mobilized the already disaffected people.

"We have our own requirements!"

"Sanderson doesn't need an incompetent sire!"

……

"At this time when the old and the new are changing, we have to send the old first, and then welcome the new."

At this time, waves of shouts had spread to the palace, and Alvin looked outside with some doubts. This was the best time, but none of the noble ministers dared to jump out. They had already realized that the original plan was Those who want to have a miscarriage, but those who think more, have recognized the factors behind it.

"Let's send His Majesty Kedelman back to the Kingdom of God first."

Alvin paused, then spoke slowly, and Wittman immediately stood up: "Send the father back—"

The high-ranking knight's voice was loud and long, and it spread half the palace far away. The people who had already prepared touched the bell, and the dull bell sounded. Even the people who were shouting enthusiastically were stunned. up.

This, is this the death knell?How could there be a death knell?No, no, it's the sound of a funeral!

"Send Your Majesty back—"

Georgia was the first to speak in agreement, and people in his lineage naturally said, "Send Your Majesty back..."

"Return—return..."

Whether you like it or not, at this time, you can only follow the yelling, returning to the outside one after another, and the ordinary people gradually understand what is going on, His Majesty Kedelman, their king, is about to be buried!The attached people immediately silenced their voices, and those with ulterior motives, even if they were willing to give up their lives, could only stare blankly under this general situation.

The large black coffin was lifted up, and among the 32 senior knights carrying the coffin, the first one was Wittmann!