The Sun King's Evidence

Late at night, when Belegar led the Angrond-sworn guards to rush to the castle gate, many of the guards were frightened.

Where did there come from so many dwarves in the castle? !

The patrolling guards were defeated by the Angrond Oath Guards led by Belegar before they had time to react. How could these ordinary serf infantry in the Spire Palace be the match for these dwarf hammer warriors and iron-breaking warriors? A dozen guards who had gathered hastily were overwhelmed by the dwarves. Hammers and axes directly broke the shields and armors of the serf infantry. Belegar sang the ancestral song of the Angland clan, and his loud voice echoed in the castle. The sound echoed in the corridor.

The guards collapsed instantly, and one of the guards shouted: "Run! The dwarves can't run away from us!"

"That's right! They have short legs!"

"Run!!!"

The morale of the guards collapsed instantly. The moment they almost engaged in battle, the twenty or thirty guards who had gathered together no longer wanted to fight. They screamed and ran for their lives.

To a certain extent, the thoughts of these guards were indeed correct. When they fled with their legs, Belegar and his Angrond-sworn bodyguards were indeed unable to catch up with them.

"A bunch of cannon fodder!" Belegar touched his white beard and shouted unhappily: "These humans are so annoying! If I catch them, I will cut off all their legs and let these humans do it." Know whose legs are shorter!"

"My king, should we kill all these humans now?" One of the sworn guards said with a wine belch.

Many of the sworn guards secretly drank all the ale in the barrels. This wine could not make the dwarves drunk, but it made them very excited. Each of these dwarves had their faces flushed and smelled of alcohol. I want to have fun killing.

Beleja had a clear mind and shook his head: "Open the city gate first! Let Brother Ryan's army come in!"

"yes!"

At the same time, a fire also broke out in the military camp of the Spire Palace. The chief engineer of the Angland clan, Halhaver-the gold-digger, had taken control of the military camp. The sleeping guards were in chaos. At first, some people said that they knew what was going on. Ten dwarves killed everyone in the city, and then word spread that hundreds of dwarves had invaded the castle, and finally it turned out that an army of knights from the south had entered the city.

At this time, the troops in the Spire Palace were in chaos. The guards trampled on each other and scrambled for their lives. Without Count Ocasson and the knights he led to manage order, no one had the ability to control the entire situation.

When the guard chief woke up from his dream, he heard cries for help and wailing, and the Spire Palace burst into flames, and the scene was chaotic.

Hurrying and throwing on his clothes, the guard chief came to the window of the tower. The scene in front of him made his heart shrink suddenly.

The castle gate has been opened, and the army of knights outside the castle is entering the city.

The castle has fallen! This was the first reaction of the guard chief. His face was as pale as paper. He didn't even understand why the castle fell. He only knew that there was not much time left for him. In a few minutes, the southern knights would Take over the castle!

We must report what happened here to Duke Mathhubard! This was the subconscious reaction of the guard chief. He immediately called his trusted guard, who was so anxious that he almost cried: "Sir! Run away! The castle has fallen! A group of dwarves appeared from nowhere. They burned He entered the military camp and opened the gate!"

"You..." The guard chief's eyes were red. He hesitated for a moment, lowered his head and looked at his sword, and then at his trusted guards, his expression changing back and forth.

Until he heard the faint sound of horse hoofbeats, the knights of Britannia had entered the castle!

"Take this!" The guard chief gritted his teeth and handed the long sword and musket hanging on the wall to the close guard: "Escape quickly and report to Duke Mathhubard that the Spire Palace has fallen!"

"But?"

"Go quickly!" the guard chief shouted angrily: "I can't escape alone, I am the guard chief appointed by the count! You must go to Mousilon and tell Duke Mathhubard, go quickly!"

Footsteps were heard in the corridor, and the trusted guard no longer hesitated when he saw this. The guard chief lowered the rope from the tower and watched his trusted guard fall from the tower and disappear into the night.

The next second, there was a violent banging sound on the door of the room: "In the name of the lady! I order all humans in the Spire Palace to surrender immediately, otherwise the lady's judgment will come immediately!"

"Ha!" The guard chief sneered in response. He drew out his sword and rushed directly towards the door of the room: "Go to hell!"

The one who rushed in was a Holy Grail Knight. When he saw that the guard chief showed no intention of surrender, he immediately waved his sword.

The sound of fighting resounded in the tower room, and thirty seconds later, the room became quiet again.

When the first ray of morning sunlight shone into the interior of the Spire Palace, all the fighting in the castle was over.

The chivalry army led by Ryan took over the castle. The well-equipped Brittanian knights and knights' retinues controlled every key position of the castle. All the residents of the Spire Palace held their heads in their hands and knelt on the ground, waiting. Feel down.

"Finally, we successfully captured the Spire Palace." Ryan rode on the pure-blood elf war horse Putao, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "But this is just the beginning. We must withstand Mahhubard's counterattack before we can truly win the battle. Mousilon’s foothold.”

Morgiana, the witch of the Lake God, rode the unicorn Sylphan. Behind her was a whole team of Holy Grail guards. After hearing Ryan's words, Morgiana nodded in agreement: "It's good to be able to do this, Ryan."

"Your Highness Morgiana, Your Excellency Ryan, all residents of the Spire Palace, including the five knights who surrendered in this castle and their retinues, have been captured. How should we deal with them..." Fedmund approached from a distance, He asked Ryan and Morgiana.

"Well..." Ryan was still hesitating, but Morgiana spoke first. The Lake God Witch said with a cold face: "The civilians are temporarily detained and used as coolies. As for the knights and knights' retinues here, they are immediately escorted to me. !”

"Yes!" Fedmund responded loudly.

Ten minutes later, the remaining thirty knights and knight retinues in the entire Spire Palace were escorted to the castle hall, with Ryan and Morgiana sitting on each side.

What does Morgiana plan to do with these knights loyal to the undead? Ryan had some thoughts in his mind, and he said nothing, waiting for Morgiana to announce the trial.

"I declare in the name of the lady that the Spire Palace will be rescued from the corruption and depravity of Mousilon, and the people here will once again be under the grace of the lady." Morgiana looked at these people with cold eyes. The undead surrendered knight, her eyes were full of disgust: "In the name of lady, your knighthood will be taken away. From today on, you will no longer be a knight. Your sword will be taken away, and your family crest will be taken away." It will be abandoned, and everything about you will be erased from all books. What awaits you is a long journey of atonement. Only if you gain the forgiveness of the lady through your own efforts can you restore your honor."

"From now on, I declare that you will be deprived of all your property and titles. You are no longer knights, serfs." Morgiana coldly announced the judgment from the Lake Fairy: "Now, take off your family coat of arms. Well, you and your family are no longer nobles."

None of the knights present raised objections. On the contrary, all the Brittanian knights, dwarves and even the sorceress Theresa gave these people disgusted looks.

"My trial is over. Now, who agrees? Who opposes?" Morgiana stood up from her seat. The Lake God Witch's beautiful face was filled with ice. She added. Morgiana turned her gaze to Ryan. , because of all the people present, only Ryan had the right to question her decision.

"I agree." Ryan had no objection to Morgiana's decision.

The sergeants under Ryan's command immediately entered the scene, preparing to tear off the noble crests from these knights.

At this moment, a very young knight with a purple face stood up angrily. He tried hard to break free from his bonds, and at the same time roared at Morgiana: "I object! I am the first generation Harrison, the thirty-seventh generation blood descendant of George VI, cousin of William II, cousin of Landuin, Duke of Mousillon! Why are you judging me?!"

After saying that, the tough-headed young knight actually rushed directly towards Morgiana sitting in the middle of the hall. He opened his mouth and cursed, as if he was ready to fight.

Morgiana's green eyes were suddenly as sharp as a sword, and the light of the Lake God lit up on her right hand. A shining light directly hit and enveloped the young knight.

"Ahhhh!!!" the young knight's scream echoed in the hall.

The light of the Lake God was put away in Morgiana's hand, and the Lake God Witch kept snoring coldly.

"Quack!" The young knight disappeared, and what was left behind was a palm-sized frog. It croaked and jumped up and down on the floor of the castle hall on its two hind legs: "Quack~quack!"

Except for these few frog calls, the entire castle hall was silent.

"I ask again, who agrees? Who objects?" Morgiana asked again calmly: "Who has objections to my trial?"

All the prisoners kneeling on the ground shook their heads and looked at the little frog jumping around. The faces of the prisoners kneeling on the ground were white with fear. According to rumors, those scum who did not abide by chivalry would commit the most serious crimes. If you make a mistake, the Lake God Witch will use magic to turn you into a frog, but most people have only heard about it and have never actually seen it.

Now they see it with their own eyes.

This shock almost overwhelmed them. No one wanted to spend the rest of their lives eating bugs. When they heard Morgiana's words again, the prisoners all lowered their heads to express their submission to the trial.

The prisoners were dragged out by the sergeants led by Sir Bertrand. As Morgiana judged, they were no longer nobles. All their property would be confiscated and confiscated, their glory would be deprived, and their family history would be destroyed. Erased until one day these people can earn the forgiveness of the Lady of the Lake.

But they no longer have the status of knights. How can they win the favor of the fairy in the lake as serfs?

This is destined to be an impossible task.

Morgiana signaled the Holy Grail guard to take the little frog into the swamp and release it. She was obviously really angry. The Lake God Witch looked at Ryan and then sighed: "Landuin is the purest and best first-generation Holy Grail Knight. , who drew into himself all the virtues of his land, and left to this duchy and this land its present scum.”

"Oh, here's Granny!" Belega looked at this scene and opened his mouth: "This is really... the most severe punishment. I really can't imagine that if I become that kind of creature, I will be in trouble for the rest of my life. What kind of disaster would it be to make a living by eating bugs in swamps and ponds?”

"Let's not talk about it for now, King Belegar, we thank you for your contribution. Without your help, we would not have been able to capture this castle so easily." Ryan deliberately changed the subject, thinking about Morgiana's The punishment was indeed severe, but these humans who surrendered to the undead did not deserve sympathy, at least not the knights and nobles in Mussilon who knelt down to the undead in exchange for continuing to rule.

"Oh, brother Ryan, you must remember that the dwarves did you a big favor!" Speaking of the dwarves' contribution in this battle, Belegar immediately put his hands on his hips triumphantly: "Without us, you can't take this castle. "

"That's right, without the help of King Belegar and the dwarf brothers, we can't take the Spire Palace." Ryan nodded, with no relief on his face: "But this is just the beginning, we must repel the counterattack in the direction of Mousilon. "

"Fedmund!"

"exist!"

"You lead the people to strengthen the city defense, and be sure to coordinate the defense before Mahhubard leads the undead army to counterattack!"

"yes!"

"Jerrod, you immediately organize soldiers to transport as many supplies and various materials as possible into the city."

"yes!"

Fedmund and Gerald went down.

"Mr. Dugan, find a way to place various cannons on the city wall as soon as possible." Ryan then asked his dwarf engineer: "We need artillery to help us defend the city."

"My Lord, it will take time to transport the cannon up the city wall. It is unlikely that we can move the cannon up. We can only hang it up." The dwarf engineer Dugan Tiehan raised a difficulty: "How much time can you give us? ?”

"Not much time is given." Ryan shook his head suddenly: "In a day and a half at most, Musilon's undead vanguard will arrive at the castle."

"But..." Dugan wanted to say something else, but Ryan reached out and interrupted him: "Do you remember our previous preparations?"

"Oh! I know!" The dwarf engineer seemed to suddenly remember something. He patted his belly happily: "No problem, leave it to me."

Ryan assigned the tasks one by one. Morgiana just watched from the side. She kept watching Ryan arrange all the things, and then said: "Lian, I feel the power of the Potion Holy Grail! It's Somewhere in this castle!"

"Manfred hid the Potion Holy Grail in the Spire Palace?" Ryan rolled his eyes.

"My feeling is not wrong." Morgiana was very sure about this matter.

"Okay, let's go look for it." Ryan stood up.

As the two of them walked towards the master bedroom on the roof of the Spire Palace, the Lake God Witch hesitated for a moment, but decided to tell Ryan something: "Lian, the lady just gave me the oracle."

"What are your instructions, madam?" Ryan's reaction was that the fairy in the lake had another request.

"Madam, you want me to tell you that your eldest son has been born." Morgiana shook her head, with a slight sourness and complaint on her face.

"Emmanuel von Lebwitz-Bernardino, the Duchess of Noor, the Elector of Brescia, and the Duchess of Wiesenland, gave birth to a healthy baby in the black tower of Noor just a few days ago. A baby boy who could talk when he was born, and when he was born, the whole sky turned blue."

"Myrmidia, the goddess of war, came to the world in person. She blessed the baby in public. Milmidia announced that she would become the baby boy's patron saint. The goddess of war predicted that the baby boy would become a great human hero in the future. !”

"The baby boy has been named Frederic Macado von Lebwitz-Bernardino."

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