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Chapter 1226 1224. Salute to You, Queen of Pharaoh

The Ptolemaic City is extremely lively today, as if replicating the Pharaoh's birthday banquet not long ago. Although it did not take place at the same time, it was in the same place, and it had a completely different meaning for the Songhai Empire.

Not everyone in the Songhai Empire agrees with the fact that Fulier is about to succeed the Pharaoh Queen. After all, there are conservatives everywhere, not to mention that the Songhai Empire has been ruled by men for the past thousand years. But for those who can see through the truth hidden beneath the recent turbulent appearance of the empire, they can all be sure that this result is the best at the moment.

If Queen Friel had not ascended the throne, it would have been the turn of those rebels to ascend the throne of Pharaoh. Judging from the cruel and stupid decisions they made during the rebellion, if they were allowed to take the throne, how could anyone be expected to enjoy the consequences?

After all, no matter how unique Queen Friel is, she would never do something crazy like feeding chaos poison to her subjects, right?
The evil deeds of the Pharaoh of the Pirrig family who used the lives of their own people to win the war had already spread throughout the empire through the propaganda agencies under the Pharaoh Queen. This violation of the bottom line alone was enough to push the vast majority of the people to the Pharaoh Queen's camp. The people may be short-sighted, but they are not ignorant. They know very well that it is impossible to have a good life following such a jerk.

In the era when Her Majesty Fulier was still a princess of the empire, this "most beautiful woman in the thousand-year-old sea of ​​sand" has always been known to the people for her gentle and virtuous image. Her lack of reputation is a conclusion drawn from the comparison with successive pharaohs. To be honest, Her Majesty Fulier has quite a few fans among the people of Songhai.

Especially her "private fans".

Those young men and women have long regarded their beautiful and generous Lady Friel as the spokesperson of the empire in terms of "aesthetics", and they absolutely believe that the empire can reach another peak under the leadership of the beautiful princess. Well, judging from this situation and the enthusiasm of those fans, if Friel chooses to debut as an idol in order to save the ancient empire, perhaps this rebellion war may end faster.

In short, while the entire Ptolemaic City and the court officials under the Pharaoh Queen were busy making final preparations for the coronation ceremony that would begin at noon, the players were also not idle. Having just returned from the rebellion war, they were told that they would appear as an armed guard of honor in the Pharaoh Queen's first parade.

This is a rare honor!

And considering that Her Majesty Freir's coronation ceremony included the classic segment of "presenting prisoners to the emperor" to demonstrate the Pharaoh Queen's strong martial virtues, and that the Songhai Empire and Blue Star have already established preliminary diplomatic relations, it is necessary to arrange a team of majestic foreign armed guards of honor.

"Come on, come on! You handsome guys, come here quickly!"

The old Qing Dynasty soldier wearing the ceremonial uniform of the Transian People's Army, with a command knife on his waist and various medals on his chest, shouted to the four members of the "artist" team who ran over with spray paint cans:
"We are going to use twelve power armors as the guards for Her Majesty Fulier's royal chariot. The power armors have been selected, and we still have a few hours to repaint them. This matter should be handed over to professionals, so the four of you have to get busy.

Besides, you are both good-looking and tall, so you will be selected to join the honor guard next time. Remember to be energetic and don’t embarrass us foreigners.”

"Ha, changing the appearance is no problem, but the problem is that we don't have enough manpower!"

San Jin Sweet Potato Roast scratched his head and complained to the old soldier with a pained look on his face:

"Brother Bang has selected four enhanced dragoons for us to change their appearance. We only have eight hands, so how can we do that? You should find more people quickly, and ask Brother Gao Mao to bring his two apprentices to help.

That guy is an artist, a senior of ours, and his artistic skills are impeccable.

We'll take care of the power armor, and he'll handle the paint job on the dragoons."

"Okay, get busy, I'll make the call right away."

The veteran responded and strode towards the place where players were gathered not far away to find the "great artist" Gomo who was tidying up the appearance of the giant shark.

Today's players all wear cool ceremonial uniforms like the old soldiers of the Qing Dynasty. They wish they could carry all the medals they have won in Transia with them. Their uniforms are neatly straightened, just like old soldiers running to participate in the military parade.

They also carefully dressed up, and the men were handsome and the women were beautiful!
Players who are over 180cm tall have also been gathered together. They are now conducting a simple drill under the guidance of Happy Stick. They will participate in the ceremony as representatives of Transia during the Pharaoh Queen's parade, and will be commanded by General Kudel himself.

This was originally just a matter of taking a walk, but the damn planning team also set a damn "fashionability" setting for today's ceremony.

If the fashion level meets the requirements, all players can receive an extra commemorative gift pack. There is nothing good in it except some Songhai Empire souvenirs, but players will never miss any gift pack that is delivered to their doorstep, so they are ready to win the free gift pack.

"Nefertari will also have her own 'Valkyrie' player guard, so we need to put together a phalanx of twelve female soldiers to follow the God of Death and board her scarab convertible.

In addition, the Queen of Pharaoh also expressed her hope that there would be heroes from Transia among her guards today, so arrangements must be made there as well!"

The paratrooper brother who entered the game with Grandpa Niu and a group of newbies has now become a "leader". He ran to Grandpa Qin as a liaison to report a new piece of news, but this is just a small matter.

Mr. Qin, who was in a good mood today, held his famous sword Soul-Catcher in his hand, waved his hand and said:
"Go find the Silver Moon Group! Have the girls think of a way to put together two female honor guards to show off to the big shots. Also, organize our players so they don't run around the ceremony site. This coronation ceremony will last from noon to midnight.

When the parade is over, the whole city will be in a frenzy and they can do whatever they want.”

"Ah."

The paratrooper nodded, looked at the strange "player" who was talking to Master Qin, then turned and left.

"We are really incompatible with you in every aspect. We are two different types of people at first glance."

The strange look in the paratrooper's eyes was noticed by Captain Lao Zhao, who was dressed in a mercenary uniform and a full-covering desert cloak, just like the classic "escort man" in anime. He smiled and said to Master Qin:
"The way ordinary players play is indeed different from us who are always tense. It's always lively where they gather together."

"Huh, can that be the same?"

Master Qin curled his lips and said:
"It takes a normal player a month or two to get the gear, but you guys get a set of powerful gear sponsored by the official for free, which is considered very good among T1 players. If they knew about this, who knows what would happen on the forum.

Alas, what is worrying is not the scarcity but the inequality.

By the way, your mission will end in two days, right?"

"Well, until midnight the day after tomorrow."

Captain Zhao stretched his shoulders and looked down from the height of the Palace Mountain at the Ptolemaic City, which was decorated with lights and colors as if the entire city was in full dress. He took out a pack of cigarettes he had received from the People's Army logistics officer and gave it to Lao Qin in the game without any psychological burden.

He used a cool mechanical lighter decorated with flesh-tearing ghost teeth to help Qin Ye light his cigarette and said:

"I'm just walking around here today. I plan to go to Shardor Harbor tomorrow. Sister Cement is waiting for me there. I need to learn more about the possibility of a Chaos invasion from her. I don't have time to go to Transia this time.

But I think I will have the opportunity to go on a pilgrimage to the Holy Land next time."

"There's nothing to see in that damn place."

Lao Qin complained and said:
"After the mission is over, you will have to submit a formal action report and then arrange some corresponding learning subjects for the soldiers. There is nothing more to say about the rest. The new person in charge of the base will arrive in a few days. You have to follow me to meet him. Then I can truly retire."

"You have a really good attitude."

Captain Zhao blew out a smoke ring and looked at Mr. Qin, who was full of vigor and vitality in the other world, with complicated eyes.

He keenly noticed that Mr. Qin did not have much fear of death. If he had to say it, he even felt a sense of "expectation", as if he could not wait to get rid of that old body and plunge into a freer and more open "new life".

Old Zhao's observation was also noticed by Mr. Qin.

The old man seemed to have guessed what this guy was thinking. He didn't say much, but just reached out and patted Captain Zhao on the shoulder and said:

"Come and talk to me whenever you miss me. It's not like we won't see each other again, so don't look so weak."

"Ok."

Captain Zhao smiled and nodded. Just as he was about to speak, he heard cheers from the surrounding players. He and Lao Qin looked up and saw the unique black bird-like figure of the Origin Pioneer falling from the sky.

The most important part of today's ceremony has also arrived.

This solar boat was also decorated at the dock base. Its paint scheme was changed to the sun and moon, which was quite festive for the Songhai people. It was to become the most dazzling backdrop at the coronation ceremony.

However, the Origin Pioneer arrived an hour later than the scheduled time, probably because it was delayed on the way.

"I'll let you have a taste! You little lunatic. You've been busy for so long! I almost missed the main thing. Come here and help me button up." On the landing spaceship, amidst Tris's angry scolding, Governor Murphy, with a smirk on his face, quickly stepped forward and helped his hypocritical old cutie to button up the exaggerated Blood Eagle ceremonial uniform from the back.

In the face of Cui Si's dissatisfaction, Murphy also had something to say. He complained in a low voice:

"Did I want to take so long? A lady who is talking without any pain in her waist, who is holding my waist and groaning and unwilling to end it? It seems that this crazy blood virus has not only strengthened your new talent of not fearing the sun, but also expanded your already terrible appetite.

You're already late, but you still have to come up with some new tricks
All right!

Don't open your mouth, don't show your teeth!
I won’t say any more.”

"Shut up!"

Tris cursed with red cheeks, and hurriedly touched up her makeup. She gathered spiritual energy in her hands and turned it into a ball of ice, which she slapped on her face to sober herself up.

In this matter, she was actually more at fault, because Murphy did not lie, and today's embarrassing lateness was all her fault.

But Tracy didn't expect that the body strengthened by the crazy blood virus would be so sensitive, and that the emotional out-of-control caused by excitement would degenerate to such an extent. This damn infection is so obscene!

When she thought about the terrible manners she had displayed in front of little Murphy in the past few hours, Tris, an ancient being who had lived for hundreds of years, felt so embarrassed that she wanted to find a hole to crawl into.

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But time is always generous to Murphy. Seeing that there was no time to put on makeup, Murphy simply contacted Snake to slow down time for him and Tris. Only then did they manage to pack their luggage for the coronation ceremony of the Pharaoh Queen before the spacecraft landed.

When Murphy helped Tris down the gangway, Adele, dressed in red butler's clothes, was already waiting there anxiously.

Sister E was unusually angry. She stepped forward and said to Murphy:

"Master, your performance today is terrible! I have contacted you several times in the past few hours but have not received any response. You know, you should have had a conversation with the dignitaries from various countries who came to attend the coronation ceremony before today.

Lord Paying is very angry and feels that your absence today is very irresponsible."

"I know I was wrong, and I will seize the remaining time to make up for my mistake."

Murphy, who was in the wrong, replied honestly, straightened his clothes and walked quickly towards the palace in front of him. As a result, he met Prince Bai outside the door. The latter was holding an upgraded computing orb and fighting with his "comrades-in-arms" on the virtual battlefield.

Hmm, is this the amnesia again?

Adele stayed as Tris's attendant for today, but the sharp-eyed E sister immediately noticed the unique bruise on Tris's neck, and her eyes widened immediately.

Even in Tris's current enhanced state, she still has such obvious scars. Hey! You two crazy guys played so hard before!

Aren’t you taking me with you?

That’s too much.

"Ahem, mind your manners, Adele!"

Tris put on a serious expression, stretched out her hand and gently stroked her neck, using the super self-healing brought by the crazy blood infection to quickly eliminate the scar. She said:

"Come with me to meet today's distinguished guests."

In the palace waiting for the ceremony to begin, today's packed house of distinguished guests was like a replica of the Pharaoh's birthday banquet.

However, there are two more guests with special identities than before.

The future Elf King Ivirios and his fiancée Silagius will be with other dignitaries in the most standard royal manner, while Prince Khufu will serve as the guide for the two distinguished guests, leading them around the palace of the Pharaoh Queen.

This treatment alone is enough to prove that the elves have reached a certain degree of reconciliation with the Songhai people, and the appearance of the two elven leaders at the coronation ceremony of the Pharaoh Queen today is also a formal signal to the outside world.

That is, the three hundred years of hostility between the Songhai Empire and the Kingdom of Castile showed signs of breaking the ice.

For the political circle of the Old Continent, which is neither big nor small, this news is the most explosive news since the beginning of this year.

Of course, this is also an opportunity for Ivirios.

After he becomes the Elf King, the closed and conservative Elf Kingdom will definitely change its national policy and integrate into the continental ecology with a more open attitude. Taking advantage of the Pharaoh Queen's coronation ceremony to contact other political leaders in advance is also a very good "warm-up".

"My sister awaits you beneath the Great Pyramid of Issus, Master Murphy."

Seeing Murphy walking into the palace with a scarlet cane, Prince Khufu, who was dressed in his best today, immediately stepped forward and whispered something to Murphy, which made the Vampire Governor raise an eyebrow. Then, while greeting other people along the way, he went through the side door to the highest point of the palace mountain.

He's been here before.

But after he had talked with the pharaoh here before, poor Thutmose II was assassinated, so for Murphy, this place did not mean anything good.

And the Great Pyramid of Issus is gone.

In the previous war, the wonder of the Songhai Empire was destroyed very thoroughly. Now only a pitiful base and one-third of the broken wreckage are left. Just by looking at the appearance, one can imagine how fierce the war that took place here that day was.

Her Majesty Freyr, who was about to become the Queen of Pharaohs, was standing in front of the Great Pyramid. Murphy noticed that Freyr was holding a carving knife in her hand, and on the base in front of her, the blank inscription belonging to her father had been filled in.

The Governor stepped forward and took a quick look. Fulier's evaluation of her father was very simple, yet very solemn:

"Tuthmons II brought true dignity to the thousand-year-old sea of ​​sand! Before him, lies were like poison that polluted people's hearts. After him, the people of Songhai were able to stand up straight and embrace the sun with an open heart under the shining of the cold moon!"

"I'm sorry to make you laugh, but this is the best I can write with my literary skills."

Fulier smiled, and with a gesture of respect and remembrance, she stroked the tombstone of her father in front of her, and whispered:

"I don't know what my successor will say about me when I enter the underworld in the future."

"The greatest pharaoh queen in the history of the Songhai Empire?"

Murphy said softly:
"You know you are destined to do something that will go down in history."

"Alas, the future scares me, Master Murphy."

In front of Murphy, Fulier did not disguise her feelings. She said:
"I know better than anyone how severe the challenges we face are, but I cannot always maintain the same confidence as you. Before I ascend to that throne, I want to get an answer from you."

She looked back at Murphy and said softly:

"Can we win?"

"With me here, I will hold up the sky even if it collapses. Don't burden yourself with such a heavy mental burden. Complete your great cause step by step, Fulier. You will become the greatest pharaoh. I predict that future!"

Murphy shrugged and smiled.
"In short, Tongtiandai is a guaranteed win!"

(End of this chapter)