The Sun King's Evidence

The old world, the empire, the capital Braunschweig, the private Moorish garden.

One day in autumn, it was drizzling slightly.

Compared with the prosperous city scene in the distance, the Moore Garden is always silent. Countless dead people sleep here, enjoying the peace brought by the underworld god Moore. Few people are willing to break this tranquility, wearing black clothes and black robes. Moorish priests holding chains, hammers, and skull scales occasionally come and go here, as well as Moorish knights in black clothes, black armor, heavy crossbows on their backs, and two-handed swords standing around the garden, watching everything quietly. .

But today is different.

Thunderous sounds came from the streets of Brunswick Street, and groups of elite imperial soldiers trotted across the stone road in front of the Moorish Garden.

The first to appear were the Zhanting Guards. This group of honor guards held gold and black-backed scales and golden lion flags and lined up on both sides of the road.

Then there are the Blackstone Guards and the famous Nur Ironclads.

Everyone was excited about it. For decades, under the leadership of the emperor, these armies fought from one side of the world to the other, sweeping across all directions and looking down on the world.

After all preparations were completed, a strong man wearing a black and gold emperor's dress, a purple robe, and a golden griffon hat came from a distance riding a pure-blood elf war horse. He was followed by several soldiers. The Dun Guards, the Rick Guards and the Griffin Knights, a strong man rode to the entrance of the Moore Garden. Looking at this cemetery garden with a history of thousands of years, the man paused for a moment, then turned over and dismounted: "You can do it yourself, I Go in alone."

"Yes!" the knights responded loudly, also dismounted and stood on guard by the roadside.

The Moorish knights at the door recognized the identity of the visitor and saluted: "Your Majesty!"

"Well, I'm going to see the godfather." The emperor walked like a tiger, with a faint aura on his body, and golden lightning danced between his eyebrows. His heroic face was filled with memories, and he stopped talking to the Moorish knight and strode towards the garden. Go inside.

The Moorish priests pushed open the heavy temple door. On both sides of the stone door, there were words written in High Gothic: "Karl Franz, the last emperor of the Friedrich dynasty, the guardian of the world, the model of mankind, and the model of the imperial emperor." Resting place.”

The last imperial emperor, Karl Franz, rests here.

The emperor took off his purple cloak at the door. He strode into the temple, stretched out his hand to signal that everyone did not have to follow, and walked down the stairs. In the light of the candlelight, the current emperor, Emperor Frederick, walked step by step along the stairs. Walking slowly up the stairs.

He walked slowly, as if to be able to see the murals on both sides of the tomb clearly. This is the masterpiece of the dwarves' current chief rune craftsman Master Thorik Ironbrow and his disciples. In order to commemorate this great emperor, the dwarves did not For a penny, he accepted the task of building and maintaining the tomb, and vowed to faithfully record all the great deeds of Emperor Karl-Franz.

The dwarves did indeed do it, Frederick looked at the mural carefully, from the ambush on the Nord coast, to the tenacity of the battle in the Blood Pine Forest, from the gods descending to earth in the Black Fire Pass, to the decisive moment in the Brunswick Autumn, All the achievements of the Godfather have been faithfully recorded, and can even give people an immersive feeling.

No matter how slowly he walked, Frederick finally arrived in front of the coffin.

On the surface of the copper coffin, the statue of Karl Franz lies there peacefully. The bronze statue carved by the dwarf perfectly restored Karl Franz's true appearance one to one. He was not very tall and simple. , tough and a bit vulgar face, on the bronze statue, Emperor Karl-Franz's eyes are closed, the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, relaxed, with a smile.

This is very different from Frederick’s impression of Carl Franz. In Frey’s impression, Emperor Carl Franz was always frowning, anxious, sighing, severe, or distressed. It was rare to see such a relaxed expression on the godfather's face, but he did remember it being this look on the emperor's face at the last moment.

Ease, the ease of completing the mission, the ease of complete liberation.

Frederick let out a long sigh. He knelt in front of Karl Franz's coffin and kowtowed: "Godfather! Frey is here to see you!"

Before he finished speaking, Frederick almost shed tears.

Karl Franz passed away suddenly on the second day after the Battle of Middenheim. It was only because Charlemagne had completed his mission. He was relieved of his possession, and after a few words of explanation, he returned to the highest heaven.

Emperor Karl-Franz, who lost the blessing of his divine power and actually died in the Autumn of Braunschweig, finally recovered himself. He aged terribly in an instant, his face was wrinkled, his hair and beard were all white, and his figure was slim. He was already a real old man. The emperor gasped in pain and called all the electors and members of the Imperial Council who were still alive.

Karl-Franz announced in public that the throne was in Frederick, and that the great alchemist Geert would be the imperial regent and the royal chief wizard, and the imperial court would be rebuilt with Frederick as the core.

With just enough time to finish explaining these things, the emperor took Frederick's hand and handed the silver seal into his hand, and smiled at him, an extremely relaxed smile.

Karl Franz, the last emperor of the Frederick dynasty, passed away.

With exactly the same smile, Frey reached out and brushed the bronze statue of the Godfather. Tears streaked his cheeks, but he smiled: "Godfather, Frey came to see you today."

There is still a relaxed smile on the bronze statue of Karl Franz in his coffin, without any change.

"Pa!" Frederick opened a bottle of Imperial beer and sat in front of the godfather's coffin: "Godfather, it's been a long time since you were in the Imperial Palace last time. You held me in your hands while I was learning to write, and taught me to write one stroke at a time. A full seventy years have passed since the days of High Gothic.”

"In the 50 years since he took the throne, Frey has never forgotten his original intention and kept his mission in mind. He never dared to forget the sacrifice of his godfather for a day, as well as the sincere teachings you left me by grabbing my hand when you were dying." Frederic nodded. He took a sip of beer and smiled with tears in his eyes: "In the past fifty years, Frey has finally done something small and made some insignificant contribution to mankind."

It seemed that the chatter box was opened, and Frederick talked more.

"In the past fifty years, I have presided over the compilation of the "Gryphon Canon", rediscovering the classics and knowledge lost by the empire in the final moments. I conquered the chaotic wasteland five times, and together with that stinky brother Devin, almost wiped out the With all the power of Chaos, I sent people to the Western Seas seven times, reaching as far as Cathay and Lustria. I conquered the south four times and slaughtered almost all the greenskins in the Badlands."

Thinking of the glorious feats over the years, Frederick couldn't help but smile.

He had reason to be proud of the success of all sixty-three expeditions after taking the throne.

After the end of the End, the world's forces were reshuffled, and humans established the famous "Charlemagne, Britannia, Estalia, Tyrell, Border Princes, and Kislev Reunion Empire."

This is a truly unified confederal organization, with Knight King Ryan Malcador and Knight Queen Surya as the supreme leaders, but it is not hereditary. Its greatest mission is to expel the remnants of Chaos and regain the lost territory. , resume production and rebuild homes.

Everyone recognized the authority of Lion Malcador, but in fact the empire was split into three parts from the beginning.

Lion's eldest son, Frederick, inherited the two important titles of Emperor of the Empire and King of Tyrell, and was therefore also known as the Eastern Empire.

Frederick was crowned Emperor of the Empire at Versailles in Brittany.

Ryan's youngest son, Devonshire, inherited the title of King of Knights and King of Estalia, and was therefore also known as the Western Empire.

Devonshire was crowned Knight King of Britannia in front of the Brandenburg Gate in Noor.

Kislev was succeeded by Catherine II, the daughter of Tsarina Catherine, who was upgraded to Catherine II and became the new tsar of Kislev.

The Border Prince Territory became a "condominium area".

The two emperors of the East and West respected each other. This reunited empire was two dynasties from the beginning. It was only because the two emperors were the sons of Lane that they recognized Lane's authority, which formed a superficial unity.

"Fifty years have passed, Godfather, no matter what, I can finally explain to you that under my hands, the Empire is still the best in the world!" Frey touched the coffin made of huge stones with his hand, and the emperor said emotionally Said, like a child showing off his achievements to his parents, eager for recognition.

After the end of the End, the elves officially completed their unification under Malekith, and with the help of the Moon Goddess Lilith, they re-raised Ulthuan and made Lothern their capital.

However, the population lost by the elves in the End of Time is not so easy to come back. Serious underpopulation and social regression make it difficult for the elves to regain their former glory. Most of the land in Ulthuan is empty, and there is simply not enough population to fill it.

Similarly, even though the Eternal King Malekith has changed, he still rules his kingdom in his own way. All elves are required to undergo military training from birth, and the Eternal King's spies conduct strict speeches on the people. and publishing censorship, the elves have to abide by more rules and regulations, and are often forced to do things they don't want to do. Only Avalon and Savri still have good reputations because of the existence of Alarielle and Teclis. degrees of freedom.

This makes many elves who are accustomed to freedom very painful. They choose to come to the old world and become guests of humans. They use their knowledge to contribute to the reconstruction of the old world, which greatly promotes the reconstruction and prosperity of the old world. At the same time, the elves can also Enjoy the freedom and comfort they want.

The Moon Goddess didn't stop this from happening. She and Ryan's child, the new Phoenix Lord Amatil, just watched everything silently.

"The Dwarf High King Alaric is an interesting guy." Frederick smiled at the empty tomb: "Perhaps under his hands, the dwarves will usher in a glorious era again, but I always feel that Little Sol Al Green has a better chance."

After the End of Time, Thorgreen, the High King of the Dwarves, led the remaining dwarf army back to Eternal Peak and immediately passed it on to his son Alaric. In the spring of the next year, Thorgreen died in the Eternal Peak due to serious injuries. He died in the hall. All members of the Council of Incarnations came to attend the funeral and gave Thorgreen a very high praise.

Unexpectedly, the Eternal King Malekith actually knelt in front of Thorgrim's body and admitted his past mistakes, which greatly eased the hatred between the elves and dwarves.

Fifty years is not enough time for the elves, but it is indeed an opportunity for the dwarves to take a good rest. After one war after another, finally, after many years, the gate of Eternal Peak was reopened, and people could go in and out of it. The endless flow of caravans can vaguely see a little bit of the glory of the past.

"Grandpa Belegar, the king of the Eight Peaks Mountain, passed down the throne to his son Thor Green after the End War, and then led a small group of dwarf expeditions to adventure around the world. He only came back ten years ago. Godfather, do you know what happened in the Far East? What?" Frederick smiled happily: "Haha, the Skaven abandoned the Rat Waste City and fled to the Far East. They were in the Far East under the leadership of Gray Claw's Great Prophet Chuanquillo. A new 'anti-pressure clan' was established, and they fought with the rebuilt dynasties of Cathay, Nipeng, and Indy all day long. Nuer's court discussed many times whether to go eastward, but finally gave up. It was too far. Oh, it’s really too far, hahahahaha!”

Frederick's cheerful laughter echoed around the room.

Smiling, Frederick gradually calmed down: "But there is still trouble, Godfather. The award of the Elector of Sylvania was a helpless move at the time. We also know that, but in these years, Vlad von - Although Carstein is obedient, he is always plotting something. The empire has no way to solve this problem for the time being, so I can only send people to closely monitor the border movements. Vampires are too dangerous, especially since their time is almost unlimited."

"Lahmian Blood Ancestor Neferata has returned to her Silver Peak Mountain. She has not left the Silver Peak Mountain for decades as promised. Khalida, the Queen of Lybaras, has also returned to her desert. Now she is committed to fighting the Antarctic. The barbarian tribe, I hope that after she completes her goal, she can fall into a deep sleep like the dynasties of the Tomb and never wake up again."

As he spoke, Frederick frowned, and the emperor shook his head repeatedly: "Godfather, I also know in my heart that some things have never been done well. When you were alive, you tried your best to combat aristocratic corruption and bureaucratic corruption. It’s a stubborn disease. When the empire came into my hands, it was better at the beginning of the reconstruction. In recent years, the problem of officialdom has been recurring.”

"I really envy Devin. He had the assistance of the Church of the Lady of the Lake and the Church of the Lady of the Fountain. With God watching, the problem of corruption and abuse of power by the bureaucrats was brought to its lowest point, but Charlemagne returned after the final moment. In the highest heaven, he went to explore the depths of the universe with the blood dragon ancestor, Tyrion and others." Frederick smiled bitterly and said: "My father has also been away with his mother for many years, and he can only contact her once in a while. , sometimes I feel really lonely. Fortunately, I still have Devin’s stinky brother to talk to, but Devin is also planning to leave recently, and grandpa... can’t wait any longer.”

"So, what about me? Godfather?" Frederick knelt down again: "Is it time for me to leave too? Noelle gave birth to a son William IV for me. He has good abilities and should be a good emperor. But I’m still a little worried.”

The tomb was silent.

Frederick couldn't kneel until at some point, an incomparably beautiful elf lady appeared next to the tomb with a cute little daughter.

That was none other than Elf Queen Alisara, one of Frederick's two queens, and their daughter Keli, the Spark Knight of the Knights of the West Wind.

"Frey?" Alisala pulled Keli to her knees: "It's already night outside, and everyone is worried about you."

"Yes, it's really time to leave." Frederick realized something. He knelt down again and kowtowed, with tears in his eyes: "It's time to leave, godfather!"

"May your heroic spirit always protect mankind and the empire!"

"Hero, immortal!"