From Prisoner to Si Chen..

Chapter 348 Knight
In the morning of January 1927, 1.

The speech given by Gillan Iros, the new executive minister of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Bremen Empire, at the Musikverein Palace in the capital caused an uproar throughout the empire.

The people's long-suppressed emotions were finally released in this declaration of war broadcast.

Countless people were waiting in front of the radio, and when they heard the young man say, "This battle will not end until death!", they all raised their arms and shouted, pumping their fists.

As the spokesman for the head of state who declared war on the Federation on behalf of the Empire, Gilan Ilos also came into the public eye.

His speech was inspiring and touching, and it resonated greatly with the people of the empire.

All of a sudden, Jilan became a household name throughout the empire.

At the age of only 21, he entered the center of power in the empire and served as the executive minister of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, which symbolized the face of the empire!

He has a handsome appearance and an upright posture. It is said that his personal martial arts skills are unfathomable. He is both civil and martial, and has both talent and beauty!

Such an outstanding person would be hard to find in the entire empire!
Naturally, Gillan was favored and even admired by most people...

The night of the inauguration ceremony and declaration of war.

A high-level dinner was held in the Sifang Palace, and all the core figures of the empire's upper echelons were present.

This dinner was ostensibly a gathering of leaders before the war, but in reality it was a welcome party for the "Knights of the Cross".

In the magnificent banquet hall, the red carpet stretched out in a cross shape. There were eight snow-white marble dining tables in four areas, on which were placed the most luxurious and high-end food and drinks.

The high-ranking officials and generals talked in low voices, and the atmosphere was tense.

At this time, a group of people walked out from the inner room, led by the head of the empire, Caesar Gid.

They came to the center of the hall, attracting the attention of everyone present.

The head of state turned his head and glanced at the Chief Secretary of the Secretariat, Frano, who received the signal from his eyes and quickly made a gesture and said loudly:

"We would like to take this opportunity to welcome Mr. Gillan Iros to join the 'Cross Knights'!"

Wow.

A dozen beautiful female secretaries walked quickly over with trays in their hands and lined up in a row.

Then I heard Secretary General Frano say:
"Next, the leader of the 'Crusader Knights', Lord Caesar Jide, will personally present the new knights with the knight's medal, armor, cloak, and sword!"

Swah——

Everyone present turned their eyes to the blond young man with eyes full of envy.

The Knights of the Cross...

This is an organization founded by the President himself, symbolizing a very high status and honor. Even among the heads of departments and generals, only a very small number of people are members.

Only those with extraordinary talents or who have made outstanding contributions in a certain field are qualified to join and become a "Crusader".

Its value is even slightly higher than that of the title of Marquis.

Although he has no real power, he is highly respected.

Gilan took a step forward and walked straight in front of the Führer.

"Gilan, your speech today was great."

The middle-aged man with the hooked nose smiled and nodded approvingly.

Throughout the whole day today, the Führer did not show himself as a red-haired young man, but there were many people present who knew the inside story but did not reveal it.

"Thank you for the praise, Mr. Leader."

Jilan bowed his head slightly and said modestly.

Caesar hummed and patted his shoulder.

Then he took an exquisite cross medal with a crystal and gold border from the female clerk on the side and pinned it on Jilan's chest himself.

"From now on, you are a 'Cross Knight' of the Bremen Empire."

Caesar said calmly.

"Remember the knight's creed, 'Protect the faith, soothe suffering. End the chaos, no matter how hard it takes.'"

Ji Lan's heart trembled.

This is exactly the creed of the "Healing Knights"!

"Yes, Your Excellency," he said solemnly.

"very good."

Caesar nodded.

Then, he took the helmet, breastplate, shoulder armor, arm armor, greaves and other parts from the row of female clerks and put them on Jilan himself.

Finally, he tied a white cloak on him and handed a cross sword inlaid with four kinds of gems: red, blue, yellow and black to Gilan.

This set of knight armor and cross sword has far more symbolic significance than practical use. No one would wear this set of equipment to fight with others.

President Caesar again put his hands behind his back and gave a speech in the banquet hall, urging all departments to speed up their actions.

The empire will then launch large-scale conscription and vigorously produce weapons and equipment to prepare for the upcoming war between the two countries.

Thereafter.

The Führer led his people away, leaving the others to continue enjoying the dinner.

Gillan was also taken to the side hall by the female clerks, and his knight armor was taken off and kept properly.

At this time, Mr. Flanno, the secretary general who was in charge of the welcome party, came here. He walked straight to Gillan and whispered in his ear:

"Mr. Gilan, the Head of State invites you to discuss matters in the secret room inside."

"Yes, I understand." Gillan nodded. "Thank you, Secretary General Frano."

"You're welcome." Frano gave a friendly smile.

...

...

Under the guidance of the waiter, Jilan successfully found the secret room inside and knocked on the door.

Soon, the white-haired Chairman Pala personally opened the door and welcomed him in.

The room is surrounded by walls of bookcases, with a tan leather sofa and a solid wood coffee table in the middle.

The leader, who had taken off his disguise, was sitting in the middle of the sofa in the appearance of a red-haired young man.

There were two other people sitting on his left.

They are Carl Rega, who is wearing a leather windbreaker and a tilted-brimmed cowboy hat, and Adams Celedonio, who is taciturn and wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

"Please sit down, Jilan." Caesar smiled and said gently.

"Yes, Mr. Fuhrer." Jilan nodded and sat on the sofa opposite.

At this time, Pala also closed the door and sat down on the right hand side of the head of state.

"Don't be so reserved, Gillan."

Caesar's red eyes looked peaceful.

"Pala has already told me... since you have become his student, I will also treat you as one of my own."

Gilan turned his head and looked at his teacher. Pala smiled at him and nodded.

"Thank you, Mr. Leader, for your consideration."

Jilan lowered his head slightly and said.

Caesar smiled.

"You have made a lot of contributions to the empire during this period. Not only do you hold a high position, but you are also a 'Crusader'. It is reasonable for me to show my appreciation."

"There are some unused villas and single-family apartments in the Triumphal District of the Muse City Center. You can pick one and stay there... It's a bit unreasonable for the Empire's Foreign Minister to still live in a rented house in North Muse."

At this time, Pala placed a map of the Triumph Zone on the coffee table and raised his hand to signal.

Jilan knew clearly that he was now representing Teacher Pala, the head of state and even the face of the empire, so he really needed to pay attention to these so-called superficial efforts.

"Morales Street, 9."

Gillan pointed to a block on the map without any hesitation.

"This street is full of single-family apartments, and many department heads live here... But, wouldn't you consider a larger manor or villa?"

Caesar laughed.

He poured himself a cup of coffee and put sugar cubes in it, one by one.

"Your Excellency, a single-family apartment is fine. I am not used to living in a house that is too big."

Gillan answered truthfully.

He stared at Caesar's white and slender fingers as he continued to put sugar on them.

A cup of coffee contains at least a dozen sugar cubes.

This surprised Jilan a little. He didn't expect that the head of state was a person who liked sweets.

"The world is already bitter. Eating more candy can make me feel better..."

Caesar said jokingly while stirring the coffee with a copper spoon. Then he took a sip and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"Now that you have chosen a place to stay, someone will come over to help you move tomorrow."

"Thank you, Mr. Fuhrer."

"Hmm..." Caesar drank the coffee in the cup in one breath, let out a long breath, and then wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin.

"The empire will start to run at a high speed. Most of the affairs of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs will be handled by Minister Jenny. You don't need to spend too much energy on it."

"Take advantage of this precious time and study hard with Pala..."

"Don't let your teacher down."

Under the gaze of four unfathomable strong men including Caesar, Gillan still felt a lot of pressure.

He said in a deep voice:

"Yes, Your Excellency."

"Oh, right." Caesar suddenly seemed to remember something, took out a small glass bottle from his arms and placed it on the coffee table. "Take this."

Jilan raised his eyes and looked at the small bottle on the table.

The bottle was filled with thick golden liquid, which seemed to be wriggling on its own, as if it had life.

Gillan looked puzzled.

He quietly opened the "Guidelines" and a variety of terms appeared in his eyes:

"Golden blood."

"The blood of 'Windmill Cat' Pal Solomon is of apostle-level status and contains extremely strong destructive and corrosive properties."

"The effect is unknown."

Ji Lan's eyes narrowed.

Windmill cat's blood?!
"Is it the blood obtained from the windmill cat during the fight that night?..."

He thought to himself.

"Gilan, do you know what this is?"

At this time, Caesar asked softly with a playful look in his smiling eyes.

Ji Lan's heart trembled.

"do not know……"

He answered calmly.

Caesar smiled and explained:
"It's okay not to know."

"Then... why did the Leader give it to me?" Jilan asked puzzledly.

"This bottle of stuff is not for you."

Caesar said meaningfully.

"But...someone will need it."

Gilan was a little confused about what the Führer meant, but he still took the vial and kept it properly.

"Okay, let's get here today."

Caesar looked at Gillan and smiled.

Gillan stood up tactfully and politely said goodbye to the four people. But when he walked to the door and just opened it, Caesar's words came from behind him:

"Have a good dream tonight, Gillan."

Jilan was startled and confused.

He turned around, held his hat, bowed his head, and then left.

(End of this chapter)