Wizard From Afar

Time, dawn.

Location, the Sky Palace.

The black hair wizard who stayed up all night stood in front of the window, looking past the palace guards who had never left all night, standing like steel sculptures on both sides of the palace and the stairs, armor and shields, already It was covered with mist and morning dew.

Loren sighed heavily.

Can make these northern Legions so persevering, staying on guard in the palace without sleep for one thing, and only for one person.

The coronation ceremony of Connold Desalion.

Speaking of the coronation ceremony of the imperial emperor, it can also be traced back to His Majesty Eckhart I in the second life of the empire; to this day, only a very small number of families still have a record of this period of history. How did His Majesty the Emperor, who started the "Great Conquest" and resisted the invasion of monsters, "robbed" the coronation ceremony from the hands of Holy Cross Church.

Yes, Sackland, as far away as the first generation and even the ancient kingdom, is no different from any duchy now; the emperor was crowned by Archbishop of Holy Cross Church-marking the Holy Cross Grant the emperor the power to "rule the world" and allow him to control the power of the world.

On the other hand, this is also a manifestation of a certain agreement reached between the two parties; as early as when the empire was founded, it was not the Imperial Family that maintained the unity of the Sackland Empire; it would live under the rule of Evil God and the monster, The people in the desperate world are not saved by the giant dragon...but the Holy Cross Church;

The defender of the Holy Cross, the patron of wisdom and truth-this title is both an honor and a one A promise; the emperor of the Desalion family will shelter and support the church for generations.

But this promise was slightly "changed" during Eckhardt I.

His Majesty, who returned with a big victory, first used the three things of "great conquest", "Byrne and Boye's resignation", and "marry the queen" as the reasons, and prepared to re-host a grander coronation for himself. Ceremony, let all the nobles of the empire come to observe the ceremony.

The church happily agreed, because it also helps to increase the prestige of the church.

Then the emperor transferred the coronation ceremony from the cathedral to the sky palace on the grounds that "Byrne and Boy did not believe in the Holy Cross".

The church also reluctantly agreed, because Byrne Duchy, who is strong and believes in Martial Goddess, deserves the emperor to do so.

Finally, the emperor hopes that he does not need to kneel when he is crowned ceremony, and at the same time, he appointed a priest who has a particularly good relationship with him to crown himself. Archbishop can just watch the ceremony on the sidelines.

Looking at the emperor's return from a great victory, but did not want to upset the emperor at the wedding of the church, gritted his teeth and agreed.

So at the coronation ceremony that year, there was an event that would not be recorded at all. The priest, who was supposed to wear the crown on the emperor, unexpectedly fell directly on his knees on the emperor’s reluctantly. Offer the iron crown with both hands!

The triumphant Eckhart I not only took the crown and put it on himself, he also put on the crown for his queen himself, and declared that he would plan for the empire from Lothair in the north to Byrne in the south. The final frontier was set, and the first "Knight Group" council was formed at the same time.

This far-reaching coronation ceremony was turned into "black history" in subsequent historical data; the one who presented the crown to the emperor almost became the priest of Archbishop, and was also after Died in an unexplained assassination.

But "the coronation ceremony was held in the Sky Palace" has become a new tradition and has been preserved.

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"Although I don’t think this kind of thing needs to be repeated, but as the head of the Imperial Cabinet Minister Xi, supervising the dukes to obey the laws of the empire, and to make actions in accordance with their identities at the ceremony is still my traditional duty."

Go to the center of the corridor of the great hall of the sky palace and replace it. Metternich Leopold, dressed in a dark blue gold-rimmed gown, draped in a curly cloak, stood with his hands, smiling and looking at the grand princes in front of him with a serious smile.

In other words, a group of "problem children" who make people a headache.

"Yes, yes, we all know how to pretend to be a good person, and to dress like a lady who has never been in bed!" Salika Jonah waved her hand repeatedly, stealing The old man’s words:

"We will be quiet and be a good baby on Connaught’s big day—hey, what is your look? is it possible that you really didn’t I’ve been in bed; well, it doesn’t seem strange to see your size."

Ignoring the solemn and sharp gaze of Ulrich Wertz, Duke of Alleman, Grand Duke Scimitar Coldly snorted disdainfully, he rolled his gaze with one hand in his waist.

"I said...Who can tell me the difference between this coronation ceremony and the one in my hometown?" Ruben, who was notified to participate in the ceremony just after waking up, scratched his head blankly—— He was the only one who did not attend the last meeting yesterday: "Also, what are we going to do? Do you want to kneel? I don't want to kneel for Connold!"

" Oh, it’s actually easy to say.” Nolan Erde, the Grand Duke of Arles, who was also holding the handle of the knife and smiling in a “social senior” posture, explained to him very “patiently”:

"There is no need to kneel, when the time comes, we just need to sit on a chair, maintain a steady state, install puppets all the way, stand up when necessary, and shout three times "Long live the emperor". —This is the privilege of the dukes. We are only half a level lower than the emperor."

"What if he forces us to kneel?"

"This is easy, when the time comes, I will put the knife directly on top of your head, and then you will instinctively dodge-in their opinion, the action should be almost like kneeling."

"Hey, this method is good. Thank you!"

"You are welcome, it should be all, it should be..."

The Minister of Seal of the Seal, who said nothing, only smiled bitterly.

"You have become quiet, Lord Loren Torino." Looking at the black hair wizard who didn't say a word from beginning to end, Metternich Leopold said softly:

"Did you become more cautious, or are there other secrets?"

"I think you think too much, Your Excellency Minister of the Seal——I’ve always been very cautious. Not very talkative." Loren opened the mouth and said calmly: "But thank you for your reminder, I will become more cautious in the future."

"Holy Cross, please, that’s really That’s great.” The Minister of Seal of the Seal smiled cheerfully and said with some emotion: “There are always people who think that heroes and great men should be daring, but they don’t know that being careful is the root.”

“There is a bottom line and Principle is the biggest difference between heroes and villains; caution and steadiness are the body protection symbols of Knights, which protect them from all disadvantages and invincibility on the battlefield."

After that, with intentional expressions. The Minister of Seal of the Seal turned and left; the court bodyguards on both sides approached immediately, "guarding" the dukes to the great hall of the sky palace.

Looking at the fully armed Legion soldiers beside them, holding their shields and holding down the blades, the dukes browse slightly wrinkle.

Although in the imperial tradition, the "accompaniment" of the Imperial Family guards of the Sky Palace belongs to the honor and treatment that only the dukes can enjoy, but at the moment this with swords drawn and bows bent, and the pair of slaves The fierce glow exposed under the helmet obviously had nothing to do with any "honor", and it was more like a jailer escorting a prisoner.

Feeling the extremely suppressed atmosphere, even Ruben, who doesn’t care much about it, also feels that the situation is a bit wrong; Sarika Jonah is coldly snorted, and deliberately speeds up some steps. Expressing his dissatisfaction, he ignored the warning gaze of the guards.

"It's really grand to the extreme, an extraordinary coronation ceremony."

With a grinning smile, Nolan Erd deliberately approached the black hair wizard and said: "So The coronation ceremony full of Legion style deserves to be the emperor who came back from the fortress of Duanjieshan. It’s really surprising-he probably can’t tell the difference between a fortress and a palace, right?"

"Where, where, Speaking of surprise, you are the one that surprised me the most." Loren's lips curled up and he sneered slightly without looking back:

"Arles Duchy and Desalion Imperial Family are hostile to each other. Twelve generations have passed, but a full stop has been drawn on your hands-the first Grand Duke of Arles to take refuge in and alliance with the emperor, you will surely end up in the annals of history in a hundred years."

" No, I’m just good at judging the situation."

eyebrow raised, Nolan Erd, with a sharp mouth, chuckled, as if he hadn’t heard Loren’s frigid irony and scorching satire: "Now In this situation, Brandon already has you and Duke Sarika, and you have such a good relationship with Duke Ruben; Arles, who is sandwiched between Byrne and Lotaire, wants to survive, and of course they have to embrace the Imperial Family. "Of course, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. Even if Connold is willing to support me, he would at most verbally support me; the only real threat to Arles is your subordinate Byrne; so if You and His Royal Highness Brandon need the emperor’s information. You can come to me as much as possible-I am a person who likes to make friends, especially the rich and powerful!"

Look at him. With a "sincere and enthusiastic" smile, Loren, who had been silent for a long time, uttered a word for a long time:

"...Your Excellency Nolan Erd, you are a real person."

"If you rule the six territories of Arles like me, and build your own Zhou State on the saline soil full of deserts and giant monsters, you will be as real as I am." Nolan Erd grinned:

"The Holy Cross gave Byrne the most fertile land in the world, and Lotaire's forest full of prey, leaving Arles only barren land and a group of treacherous greed, commiting any imaginable misdeed again A stubborn leader."

"My Uncle was chopped off by tax-resistant mobs while he was taking a bath; the first thing my grandfather did when he became a duke was to snatch it first. The territory of my father’s mother’s family, so as to reassure his subordinates who did not create his opposition."

The Duke of Arles speaks neither fast nor slow As the entire group walked up the stairs to the great hall, he whispered: "So, it is said that other dukes have to deal with only outsiders; the master of Arles has to fight with his family before dealing with outsiders. Frame... Look, the great hall of the Sky Vault, here we are. "

Stepping into the hall, the first thing that caught Loren’s sight was still in the middle, the coat of arms of the Desalion family-the iron crown held by the three-headed giant dragon.

Compared with the previous imperial trial, the hall now looks very simple, except for the overhead chandeliers and the tapestries on both sides, there are hardly too many decorations; even these things look very discordant, like It was moved from another palace in a hurry.

There have been many guests in the hall, but compared with their number, the number of Legion soldiers is obviously more-if not just The lights in the daytime and the tapestries on both sides really give the illusion of being in a military camp.

Looking at the atmosphere of the hall, and the guests present-mainly the imperial nobles and the invited wizards. And the priests—almost everyone has a sullen face with a barely squeezed smile.

Just give them an order to splash them on the spot.

It’s just now. The dukes who have "experienced the scene" are at this moment calm and uncomfortable; after all, no matter how you want an emperor with a monopoly on power, he will not rule all his vassals on his coronation ceremony.

Of course, the more important thing is that the troops from the six duchy "watching ceremony" have arrived at the Imperial Capital at this moment, and are stationed outside the gate of the Sky Palace; once there is a change, it is close enough to gather together. An army of ten thousand people can break through this newly renovated Sky Vault in less than a quarter of an hour.

At least, the dukes think so.

" Let’s record the “legion style” coronation ceremony, just like the “Most Like a Dinner and Drama, and Proposal Ceremony” style coronation ceremony of the Queen of the Dragon. "

With a ridiculous expression, Nolan Erd, who ignored the gaze of Ulrich Wiertz behind him, still said with a sneer: "But well...it's quite in line with the current situation. "

"An empire that has died and is about to face a battle for survival, the'Legion style' really fits perfectly-I don’t know how we will save this empire. How many Legions are needed to die; a hundred? Two hundred? "

"Still...you have to sacrifice an emperor from the Desalion family to make a hero bear notoriety—just like the great conquest of Eckhardt I, the'sage' cloth Langdon's Battle of the Valley of Blood Skeletons, like the last battle of the Queen of Mad Dragon-the emperors always get what they want, but sometimes the result may be different from what they thought. "

The Duke of Arles, who meant something, turned his attention to the silhouettes under the coat of arms of Desalion.

Accompanied by Connold Desalion Two more silhouettes came out together.

The one on the left is the well known Minister of the Seal, Metternich Leopold, standing with his hands down.

On the right is an old man who is hanging on crutches and needs the support of two youngsters in priest clothes to be able to stand in place.

"Everyone... "

"In this painful and tragic, noble and sacred day-the authority granted to me by the minister of the seal, I solemnly declare to everyone here;"

The gentle voice of the Minister of the Seal of the Seal sounded, and in a depressed hall, it was so clear, and every character carried an indescribable power.

"My emperor is dead..."

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"Long live my emperor--! "