Him and their stars

Two minutes later, he and his temporary friends who were suspected to be historical figures finally broke through the numerous interceptions and came to the center of the garden, which was a circular concave stepped building. The central square of the building was a circular stage. The area was not small, enough to accommodate an entire court orchestra to perform on it, and it was also enough to be a venue for most stage plays.

A woman wearing only a light dress was locked by gravity on an iron frame, and the firewood piled up around her had been ignited.

The blazing flames obscured his vision and the face of the other person, and his facial features were naturally completely unrecognizable.

However, his intuition told him that he was very familiar with the woman in the flames.

The good news was that this was the first time he had caught a clue since the start of this "historical fragment copy" strategy, which made him quite happy. The bad news was,

Illusion! It must be an illusion! After staying in this strange historical fragment for a long time, I actually started to talk nonsense. Yu Lian said to himself. So this is the impact of the environment!

...By the way, do psychics have illusions? Are all psychics who mistake intuition for illusion hopeless fools? This is a truth that he recognized very much in his previous life.

Yu Lian sighed in his heart, tried to calm himself down, and began to carefully observe the surrounding environment.

First of all, there was this burning fire. The piled up high-quality wood was deforming and collapsing, and it also made a crackling sound. The air even gradually exuded a refreshing fragrance.

It can be confirmed that those woods must be special and must be the best materials for furniture. Used for barbecue... It should also give the ingredients a special flavor, right? Probably...

"So, why use firewood! Isn't this really too classical? Is this for the sense of ritual?"

Yu Lian felt that this scene was indeed a bit absurd.

He didn't know whether the real history was also full of the absurd spirit of surrealism.

He didn't think that the flames caused by the burning of wood could really burn a mature psychic to death. The real role should be the steel-backed dragon lying on the steps of the ring.

It was a fifty-meter-long adult dragon, with scales of bright silver-gray color, and a sharp body shape full of fine carving. At first glance, it looked like an alloy product rolled out from the most advanced factory.

Only the ruby-colored eyes showed the characteristics of the creature. The flame of life burning in the pupils was indeed too hot.

The flame spewed out by this dragon could even exceed the surface of the sun in an instant, and it could indeed burn some psychics who were not too high-level.

However, this steel-backed dragon was brewing its own emotions and flames. When it saw Yu Lian and his group arrive, it just retracted its head behind the wall of the courtyard, looking like a tool dragon.

As for its owner, the middle-aged man wearing the uniform of the Imperial Marshal, a gold-rimmed cloak, and a crown on his head was half-kneeling on the ground, muttering to himself at the burning fire.

He looked like a charlatan uncle who had lost his dignity and was unable to extricate himself from nihilism.

Yu Lian had seen this kind of uncle before. In the previous life, Yu Lian had seen many middle-aged and elderly uncles like this. In the era of "standing on the wind, even pigs can fly", they became rich by relying on their strong action, but in the next era, they fell from the clouds because they could not understand the new way of playing. So, some people fell from the clouds in a physical way, some people became anti-establishment elements who could only stay in verbal cursing, and some people pinned their hopes on religion.

Yu Lian felt that this uncle was very similar to the last kind of mental state.

This is an emperor of the empire, but he is like a devout believer, or in other words, a desperate fanatic.

Yu Lian admitted that he still had prejudices against religion. He had a deep-rooted belief that all devout believers were desperate but incompetent.

Shameful emperor. Yu Lian thought. Who said that there were no incompetent emperors in the history of the Galactic Empire? Isn't this the case with Boro III, who was about to burn his daughter but was killed by his daughter?

Yu Lian certainly knew that the emperors of the Galactic Empire had an extremely unlikely setting of being wise rulers from generation to generation. To be fair, even this Boro III was definitely an above-average ruler during his 20 years in office. In his time, he vigorously cracked down on the corruption of the bureaucracy of the Prime Minister's Office, reformed the bureaucratic selection and personnel system; expanded the central fiscal revenue, and established the Royal Chamber of Commerce; while suppressing the princes and upper nobles, he also increased the welfare of the lower-class people, and even popularized basic education and health care systems for civilians and even slaves.

His policies were certainly not original and revolutionary, but they maintained the stability and enterprising spirit of the Galactic Empire to the greatest extent. For a dynasty that has been established for more than 2,000 years, this is great.

The only pity is that Boro III is a dragon king who is not very good at fighting.

Whether it is psychic power or military talent, it is indeed lackluster. However, the military nobles of Tirilo will only follow tyrants who can tyrannize their ditch.

No matter how much contribution Emperor Boro made to civil governance, if he did not have military merits, he would not be able to sit on the throne.

To this day, many historians believe that his election as emperor must have been the result of media public relations. Boro III was not like a proper Dragon King at all, but more like an Alliance politician.

So, he had this great expedition to the plunderer's heart. During Boro's reign, the relationship between the Empire and the Alliance was very stable, and there was no big war.

Apart from the expedition to the heart of the Galaxy, he really couldn't find an attack target that could establish his prestige. What's more, if the heart of the Galaxy was really wiped out and the threat of the plunderers to the galactic countries was completely eliminated, then the achievements would really be equal to those of the wise kings during the Third Galactic War, right?

Then, there was an ambush and siege, a sacrificial ceremony of dying and living, a counterattack by his daughter, and a clown-like ending. So, a good lord who defended the status quo and a stable and excellent politician basically became one of the worst-reputed imperial rulers in the history of the common world.

For the macro-history of the Galaxy and this generation, the only political legacy he left behind was probably the pre-war ceremony of burning dolls before the war.

The above is the record of history.

Yu Lian always felt that this period of history was full of absurd surrealism. He was not a historical nihilist, but he always felt that this story, which was written into the official history, was too wild. He couldn't help but suspect that it was written in the style of the Spring and Autumn Period, and even felt that the Game of Thrones lacked a million words.

However, in this "memory fragment of history", he did see a scene that was exactly the same as the official history.

So, is this "historical fragment" real history? Or is it the history that someone wants me to see?

No, this should be my ring-raising ceremony. So, is this the history I want to see?

Yu Lian found that he was already a saint, but I was not very professional in this regard, and I always felt that various possibilities would exist.

But no matter what, at least in terms of the plot in this copy, this emperor of the empire who has been on the road to death is indeed a charlatan that Yu Lian dislikes the most.

Even his dragon betrayed him.

If there were no one around, Yu Lian would have wanted to use his machine gun to fire a round of blaster bullets at the man in the marshal's uniform.

Yes, even such an emperor has three imperial knights wearing emblem machines around him, protecting him.

... Well, seven to three, if we put aside the giant dragon that is still there, the advantage is actually on me. Even if one of them is well dressed or a fancy special product.

All the emblem machines are derivatives of the reverse research of the "Dragon of Dawn", the legacy of the Enlightened One. In this field, the ridiculous setting that the prototype is stronger than the mass-produced product does exist.

If the emblem machines given to ordinary knights are all mass-produced products, then these prototypes that look different are high-end. Again, they are not so much mechas as mecha-shaped treasures.

For example, the "Dragon of the Blazing Sun" used by King Weilunt. For example, the Seven Spirits of the opposite alliance, etc.

In the history of the Empire, this type of high-end heraldry machine, which can be regarded as a high-end one, is of course active in various eras. Some of them died in the war, some became priceless collections, and some even served for a thousand years, and were not outdated until the battle in modern times.

The high-end one on the scene is a very famous one. Its name is "Light Lion", which belongs to the Duke of Belleros, which is also one of the 47 dukes of the founding dynasty of the Galactic Empire.

Then, this prestigious family was cut off by the immortal dragon Queen Ivenya five hundred years ago. The family line was cut off, and the territory became the direct territory of the Empire.

As for their family treasure "Light Lion", it became the public equipment of the Star Knights, and it changed more than a dozen owners in the next five hundred years. In Yu Lian's previous life, it was finally given to Miss Jiafeil.

Got it, the reason is here!

Remember who was the last duke of the Belleros family? Goss? Or Gris?

Well, it doesn't matter.

Yu Lian looked at the steel-backed dragon. It had completely retreated behind the wall, revealing only a row of blade-like spines, as if it was ready to carry out the principle of "whoever wins, I will help" to the end.

Yu Lian took a step forward and decided to stand with the teammates given to him by the plot.

"So, you are committing treason." A calm and solemn voice came from behind the gorgeous mask of "Light Lion". This was the voice of a middle-aged man, and it sounded like a master.

"What you did can only prove that His Majesty was right." Another protector of the emperor said. He was an old man with an old voice, but quite majestic.

Yu Lian did not know this loyal old knight and decided to call him Knight A.

"Our oath is to protect His Majesty the Emperor and execute all his will. You have made the same oath." A very royal sister-like voice came from behind the heraldry machine painted with a hundred flowers. Yu Lian decided to call her Royal Sister B.

It must be admitted that the aura of these three is indeed much stronger than that of his temporary teammates. Yu Lian thought. And they really took up the position of Dayi as soon as they opened their mouths, which immediately made everyone a little embarrassed.

Yu Lian clearly felt that many of his temporary friends were really in a state of low morale and looked hesitant.

So that's it, everyone is a genuine Star Knight!

If you put it this way, it is difficult to say that the astral knight rushed into the emperor's car to save the princess, and the princess was unjust, right? No wonder everyone is hesitant due to such speculation.

Yu Lian now feels that he should do something. For example, it would be great to throw out your own light spear, and then a long night meteor kills the emperor who is pretending to be a magic stick with his back to everyone.

Really, how dare an NPC from a fragment of history dare to turn his back on this hero?

He was about to reveal his light spear, but he heard the last Duke behind the lion mecha speak again: "Yes, you should also be standing with us. Except for you, Shail."

Before he finished speaking, Yu Lian felt that a sharp gaze had shot out from behind the visor window and landed on the big brother holding the flag.

Sure enough, in this era and in this environment, there can only be one Shail, right? The only lover recognized by Queen Ewenya - because the two were not officially married, political opponents always called her "face-shou" - a wise prime minister in the flowery era, the first person in the history of the Galactic Empire to have the seal of the Privy Council and the prime minister. The regent, the arbiter, the shackle-breaker of the slaves, the life-killing devil of the nobles, the first inspirational example of the common people, the little father of the Holy Galactic Empire, Grand Duke Kashim Shail.

Shiel Memorial University, which was founded in his memory, has always been the top among comprehensive universities in the Empire during Yu Lian's era, with teachers and hardware exceeding those of a large number of old institutions of higher learning with a history of thousands of years.

Such a historical celebrity with both civil and military skills should not be shocked by the Duke's rhetoric.

"I didn't see you when I was on the bridge." Shirer said: "While His Highness was commanding the battle, where was the emperor? Where were you?"

"It is true that we are not here, but that is because we fully trust your abilities." Knight A replied, fully demonstrating the self-awareness that an old knight should have. Of course, it is inevitable that there is a little bit of guilty conscience.

"If we are here, the predators will be in bad luck. However, you have also repelled the enemy. We have more important things to do." Yu Jie B said. Her voice was a little stiff, and she seemed to be trying to make up for it.

"The marauders rushed onto the bridge just now, but you didn't show up either," said Shail.

"We are here, performing more important tasks. We must deal with everything." The Duke said: "We are also fighting with His Majesty the Emperor. The haze we have to fight against, Shail, is something you can never imagine. of."

"Aren't you the ones who brought us into the haze? And the way you fight is to prepare to kill the real commander of the Guards? All the way, His Highness, not his father, has been commanding the battle. It's not that he has a crown , is the emperor, but the most powerful Dragon King, and the crown will come to him. This is the motto of the Holy Galaxy Empire!"

"Yes. But this is wrong." This time, it was not the three loyal knights who answered him, but Emperor Boluo himself.

He stood up and turned to face the group of people. His thin face was unhealthy and pale, and his figure was tall but thin. He once again fit Yu Lian's stereotype of stupid feudal superstitious enthusiasts.

However, what surprised him was that his eyes were very clear, hiding an indescribable sadness.