Chapter 429 Why Can't It Be Me?

Ryan had no reason to refuse Anthelm's request. He had to rely on the strength of the Brotherhood of Champion Knights of Quinalis, so he naturally had to bear corresponding responsibilities.

However, he made it clear that Suria would not participate in this military operation. Attacking the Blackstone stronghold would be risky. As his wife, the female knight was much more useful in staying in the territory than going out with her.

Dinner is a delicious southern Brittany feast, including baked escargot, red wine chicken, fried foie gras, fish soup, sirloin steak, baked escargot and grilled lobster, carefully cooked by the chef brought by Suria Next, the food is very delicious, and the chef also carefully added truffles to the dishes to ensure the enjoyment of the guests and hosts.

By the way, these great southern nobles also despised the poor cooking skills and monotonous dishes of the northerners.

After eating, under the night, Antelm offered to borrow some time from Ryan to go out for a walk. Ryan nodded, knowing that the earl had something to say to himself.

In the boundless starry sky, under the light of the stars, the two Holy Grail Knights were walking slowly in the forest near the hut in the woods. Ryan took a step back, thinking about what Anthelm would tell him.

He didn't know much about the earl, and generally only knew that Antelm was a very powerful Holy Grail knight, with a sword and spear, and his age was between fifty and sixty. He had done many feats before, yes Francois' trusted cousin and an important nobleman in the Duchy of Wenford loves Suria very much.

He is also Ryan's elder, and it is necessary to respect him appropriately.

"Young man, I have seen a series of things after you came to this kingdom. You have a big heart, you know?" The two walked along the forest for five minutes, and Antelm thought about it. Only then did he continue to speak: "Some, it's too big."

"I don't really understand what you are referring to, Uncle Antelm." Ryan naturally followed Suria to call him Uncle Antelm. In fact, after he came to this world, he found that the name of relatives was far less than that of the previous life in the Celestial Dynasty. It's so complicated there, the elders are either grandpa or grandma, or uncle or aunt, whether they are cousins ​​or cousins, they are all one term.

"Ryan, let me call you that. You are a foreigner. It is your honor to marry Suria. In principle, our family will not marry the Duke's daughter to a foreigner." Anthelm turned Turning around and looking at Ryan: "But since it's you, I don't have much opinion. After all, you are the lady's God's Choice champion."

"So?" From this alone, Ryan couldn't tell what his uncle meant.

"However, just because Suria is willing to marry you does not mean that you are qualified to compete for the throne." Anthelm continued: "I know that you may be favored by the gods, you may be amazingly powerful, and you may be the king of the kingdom." Hero, but you are not qualified to compete for the throne."

"I'm not a duke." Ryan nodded,

"You are not qualified even if you are a duke." Antelm retorted, the thin wrinkles at the corners of his eyes fluttered up and down: "Ryan, it is not that easy to become a king, and Raun has the support of the entire northern part of the kingdom, what about you? At most The cousin will stand up and support you, right? Well, yes, you have a good relationship with Bastogne and Bordereau, but so what? Berhemond, Duke of Bastogne, has the right to contend for the throne , Bo Derek of Boldeiro is at most slightly biased towards you, and he will not express his position until the overall situation is settled."

"I know." Anthelm's words were ugly, but yes, Ryan's foundation in this country is too shallow after all, and he accepts criticism humbly.

"What you have to do now is not to think about the throne, you have to get a duke title in your pocket first." Anthelm continued: "The only title you can fight for in this country is the title of Duke Musillon, and you can't get a duke title." Fortunately, if you were eager to get the dukedom like a hungry wolf, then I would not come to you today at all."

Ryan's complexion was very bad. He really hoped to seek Mu Xilong first, and then consider the Blackstone stronghold.

But what Suria said made him understand something.

Yes, the attack on Musilon and the Blackstone stronghold are both against the undead. However, the main beneficiary of the attack on Musillon is Ryan himself, and the main beneficiary of the attack on the Blackstone stronghold is the entire kingdom threatened by Kemler.

There is no need for Antelm to say more about the latter, because Ryan understands, and there is no need to speak so clearly between the two of them.

In the end, Antelm patted Ryan on the shoulder vigorously: "Fortunately, you know how to control yourself. If you really move the lady out in everything, you also rely on the lady's favor and oracle during the promotion. Otherwise, I might just keep thinking, why not me?"

"???" Ryan's boots stepped on the somewhat damp woodland, leaving a footprint.

"Why can't I become the lady's God's Chosen champion? I'm not good enough? I completed the Holy Grail expedition in my forties. Is it because I'm not strong enough? I once killed a Wyvern by myself, and wiped out a goblin by myself Horde, I killed a bile troll. I used to be very hopeful to inherit the dukedom. Even after my cousin inherited the dukedom, I was still the third heir after Suria. Why couldn’t I be Lady's champion?" Antelm said with a smile: "Can I not be the king? Why did my cousin choose you instead of me? Just because you are my cousin's son-in-law? So I must know the current affairs and seize the opportunity Give it to you? Why? Ryan, you are just a Nord bumpkin, and I am still a direct descendant of the Duke of Winford's family!"

"Why can't I do what you can do? I just didn't get the chance! If the lady chooses me as God's Chosen Champion, I can do it too!" Anthelm kept asking a series of questions. Seeing that Ryan was thinking, he continued Said: "Ryan, many things are not up to you, I hope you understand."

"There are many nobles in the Kingdom who think so, right?" Ryan heard Anthelm's implication.

"That's right, Ryan, not everyone is aware of the current affairs. If everyone is smart and aware of the current affairs, His Majesty Arthur would not have faced the green-skinned army thirty times his own in desperate resistance back then. His Majesty Ludwig would not have called on all Imperials to unite against Chaos with the fall of the capital, and even Emperor Karl Franz on the other side of the mountain, if he was as sensible as many people hoped, he would not be here In the first round of voting, with an absolute disadvantage of 8:4 against Boris Todbringer for the throne, he narrowly won."

"If everyone knows the times, the world should still be under the rule of the high elves, and there would be no Charlemagne's empire. If everyone knows the times, His Majesty Ludwig won the great jihad with great achievements When the 200,000 elite army of the new empire came to invite Brittany to join the empire, would the then knight king Taylor be obediently submit?" Anthelm continued: "My cousin dotes on you more, no Let me tell you this, but I want to tell you that there are many such people. They like to use the result to reverse the cause and process to prove their own correctness. They consciously see others clearly, but in fact they can’t even see themselves. Qing, fortunately, at least judging from what you've done so far, they can't find too many faults, but there are definitely not a few who have opinions in their hearts."

"Sadly, such people account for the majority." Ryan smiled bitterly: "There are many people who want a little change, but very few people who want to make a little change."

"That's the end of my talk." Antelm, Earl of Kuilau, signaled that Ryan didn't need to send him off. He blew his whistle, and a pegasus descended from the sky, carrying the earl away.

The only one left behind was the thoughtful Lane himself.

The Primarch of the Gray Knight stretched out his hands. He felt the power overflowing in his body. Psionic sparks and lightning danced happily in his palms. These hands have many uses, but Lion chose to use them to protect , to protect what he cherishes, to protect his relatives and dwarves, to protect human beings, to protect order. He has used these hands to hold the hammer and kill the enemy thousands of times. He has been doing this for more than ten years. In the future, He will also continue.

What he did was definitely not for his personal selfish desires or the interests of the family, and he had a clear conscience about this.

that's enough.

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The vacation time in the villa in the forest is always very short. Ryan has not enjoyed enough short leisure time before continuing to devote himself to internal affairs. Countless government affairs have to be handled by him himself, including the preparation and selection of the army. Huge barns, caravans of dwarven traders from the Gray Mountains and wood elves from Athel Loren came and went laden with goods.

Gradually, summer came, and the scorching sun replaced the sunshine of spring, scorching the ground, and the conscription festival of Midsummer Night was coming. The sad serfs will talk loudly about conscription, they will bring themselves or their children to the earl's castle, accept the selection, everyone is eager to join the army, death is not terrible, the terrible thing is to be a lowly serf all his life, The status of freemen is so scarce that only the earl's order and approval can be promoted.

But before that, Ryan wants to take a look at the goods.

After Veronica and her apprentices spent three months on the magic pattern inscription and magic circle construction of the Bright Magic Vehicle from the Royal Wizarding Academy of the Empire, most of the settings were finally completed in the summer, including Adjust the degree of magic overload, construct and engrave the magic circle by yourself, internal repair and magic experiment of the light magic vehicle.

Now, it's time to complete the assembly, and Veronica can stand on this powerful war machine to fight in the future.

Under the scorching sun, Ryan took his female courtier Teresa to Veronica's Dawn Wizard Tower to watch the actual combat power of the light magic vehicle.

The female sorceress was a little unhappy. She was very dissatisfied with Ryan's priority in providing Veronica with the magic vehicle of light, but after personal experiments, she found that Ryan's priority in purchasing the magic vehicle for Veronica was not entirely due to him The preference for Veronica is related to magical adaptability.

The light magic vehicle is produced by the Guangming Academy of the Royal Wizarding Academy of the Empire. In principle, it is given priority to the wizards of the Light Department, and then popularized to all the great wizards of the entire Royal Wizarding Academy.

Therefore, Veronica, who is proficient in the magic of the light department, is extremely fast in getting started with this powerful war machine. Teresa, as a sorceress with the main ice department, has a gap in her ability to master magic theory. Magic does not belong to Magic Bafeng, which makes her encounter a lot of troubles in using this war machine.

For example, Veronica and her witch apprentice group can spend three months to complete the construction, Teresa and her witch apprentice group may take three years, not to mention her wizard tower is only half built, the witch The apprentice group has not yet arrived. At this time, it is time to spend money and energy everywhere. The sorceress gave up competing with Veronica for the ownership of the Light Magic Vehicle, and coerced Ryan to sign a lot of unequal contracts with her. The agreement included going to Bordereau alone with her to purchase various magic supplies for three days.

"Teresa, your spirit doesn't look very good? Is it because of some problems in meditation recently, or the weather." Walking near the castle, Ryan asked his female courtier. He noticed Teresa's The spirit is very bad.

"The weather, especially this hot climate, I think you must understand." Teresa's face was very pale, and the sorceress held Ryan's arm. She was wearing a white wavy forged white shirt and a pair of black pants today. Tight straight-leg trousers and a pair of black pointed high-heeled shoes barefoot, very refreshing and simple, and even more clean like a president.

Suria is still very good to the two witches. After completing the journey to the empire and returning to the territory, Suria officially granted Teresa and Veronica the status of female courtiers, and reported to the kingdom. Since then, Teresa and Veronica can legally stay with Ryan. If they have children, they will be legally recognized illegitimate children. Apart from having no inheritance rights, they can enjoy many noble treatment and power.

To put it simply, Teresa and Veronica are "established" in Ryan's backyard, and they cannot be expelled and dismissed as female courtiers without a suitable reason.

Whether it is Brittany, the Empire or the southern countries, it is well known that nobles have many lovers. The female courtier system is a compromise for some powerful nobles in the noble system, that is, there can only be one wife The courtiers allowed more.

Charlemagne married five wives and five concubines in his life. François had three legal illegitimate children besides Julius and Suria, and Vamir von Zhukov, Elector of the Empire Wolfen In addition to the two legitimate sons Oleg and Vasily, there are two female courtiers and N lovers, six legal illegitimate children and ten illegal illegitimate children who are not recognized!

"In this season, wizards and warlocks of the ice system like us are in this state. If I didn't go to see how that guy Veronica's light magic vehicle is, I might stay in your brother's building all day long." enjoy the cool in the villa in the forest.” Teresa nodded, and there was a lot of resentment in her tone: “Contrary to me, Veronica’s mana is the strongest in summer, and I am the strongest in winter. , What she likes most is hiding under the covers, reading, meditating, sitting in front of the fireplace and warming up, and asking you to have sex."

"What is the wizard's mana like?" Ryan asked curiously.

"Then I will explain to you in detail, the mana reserve and the way of magic singing."