Chapter 692, the Dispute Between the Old and the New
Amidst the roars of Marshal Rick Helberg and Ludwig, the flag bearer, the assassin's dagger approached their beloved emperor at an extremely fast speed, and Karl Franz's decisiveness saved him again. He opened the hilt of the rune sword and tried to block the dagger with his arm. The movement of the Tzeentch assassin was slightly messed up by the emperor's block, but this did not affect his attack at all, only in less than half a second of dullness , The assassin's dagger was fully charged again, and it stabbed heavily towards the emperor like this.
There is no escape.
The silver seal on the emperor's body emitted a dazzling light, and the huge energy contained in it protected the emperor from being harmed by the evil energy of chaos witchcraft, but the silver seal could not stop the sharp dagger and the fierce poison on it!
At the very moment, there was a strong wind in the forest.
The emerald green gale was wrapped in endless fury, and the leaves all over the sky formed a twisted hurricane. Between the woods, there was a burst of green light, and the hurricane wrapped the emperor's body. When the dagger was close to the emperor's neck, it stretched out from the void. The extraordinary sharp blade that came out blocked the assassin's attack.
"Ding~"
A green ghost appeared in the gale, wearing a set of exquisite ancient armor. From his helmet to his whole body, he radiated a bright green light. Ivy wrapped his body around his body, and irises adorned his armor: "No one can pass through here!"
"Tzeentch protect me!" Assassin was losing his mind, he swung his dagger and wanted to attack again, but the green ghost didn't give him another chance, the blade of pain swept across the assassin's arm, cutting his arm in two , the wrist rolled up, the sharp blade stabbed forward, pierced the assassin's throat, the disciple of Tzeentch twitched a few times, and lost his life again.
The ghost drew back his weapon, his green eyes hidden behind his visor cast an emotionless glance at the terrified Emperor, and stretched out his hand as if to pull him up.
"No, you, stay where you are immediately, raise your hands, and put down your weapons!" Rick Marshal Helberg finally took Rick's guards and Griffin swordsmen to protect the emperor heavily. Less than five seconds had passed from the assassination to the assassin being killed. Marshal Rick felt his heart almost jump out of his chest. Although the Rick guards didn't know whether firearms were useful against this ghost-like thing, But dozens of long spears and short guns were still aimed at the ghost, and Helberg drew out the rune sword: "Immediately!"
"Don't, don't!" Karl Franz stretched out his hand, and the ghost pulled him up directly. The emperor was a little surprised to find that the other party had a real body. He suppressed his surprise, and immediately waved his hands at Helberg and the others: "If he tried to hurt me, I would be dead, soldiers, put away your arms, I know him, he is the Green Knight, the embodiment of knightly virtues, defenders of secrets, defenders of goodness, thank you very much for your help, May I know your first and last name?"
"In the long history, I have had many names." The Green Knight's voice was ethereal, as if he didn't exist in this world: "It doesn't matter."
"Okay." The emperor made fun of himself, he smiled awkwardly, and signaled Marshal Rick and the flag officer to put down their weapons. The emperor walked a few steps, came in front of the assassin, and lifted his mask.
Under the visor was a completely distorted face, the emperor shook his head: "This is not mine, something must have happened to Schmidt."
"Damn it, have the cultists infiltrated Rick's Guard?!" Helberg wanted to try whether his rune fang "The Grudger" could hurt the legendary green knight, but he was a soldier, Soldiers take obedience to orders as their bounden duty, and Heilberg felt that it was hard to escape the blame for the counterfeit goods appearing in the Rick Guards he led.
Marshal Rick's tone was rather exasperated: "It's my responsibility, Your Majesty."
"No, it's not your fault." The emperor shook his head, and he looked at the face carefully: "He looks exactly like Schmidt, and he also has his full set of equipment."
"A stupid attempt." The Green Knight said, with a strong Bretanian accent in his words, some of which are ancient words that have been dead for a long time, if it weren't for the emperor's knowledge in ancient languages I may not even understand what he is saying: "I left my hometown to come before you, the emperor of the empire, my lady sent me here, nothing will happen to you, neither you nor your empire, otherwise a dozen Years later, we will all succumb to the Three-Eyed King."
"Three-eyed king?" The emperor was taken aback when he heard the term, and then thought about it.
Is it Archaon's prophecy again? For more than a hundred years, the royal court of the empire has collected more than ten prophecies against Archaon, the Eternal Chosen. Demon hunters and battle priests have tried to nip the threat in its infancy, but Archaon just stayed in the chaos wasteland. If the soil does not come out, neither the empire nor other forces can do anything about it.
"I was sent here by the Lady of the Lake, and I must keep my vows to her, and I must go back to Britannia, but before I do, I want to inform you that this is the Lady of the Lake's day in the fall, Lane -Malcador, Duke Musillon, Landuin's orthodox successor will ascend the throne in Courona, I have a sincere suggestion, you, His Majesty Emperor Karl Franz, should go to Courona, and the new The king will meet." The green knight continued, and the emperor noticed that the green light and shadow around him were flickering.
"You are not a proposal, you are a threat, ghost!" Helberg strode up, Marshal Rick's exquisite mustache fluttered in the air, and he glared at the green knight: "Has the emperor decided to attend the Knight King's meeting?" The enthronement ceremony is not up to you to decide, we will naturally have a meeting to discuss!"
"No, please tell Ryan, I will definitely go, I will go in person." The emperor waved his hand to signal Helberg not to be impulsive. Assassination is just like everyday life for Karl Franz. It couldn't be more normal. He showed A hearty smile: "I am friends with him."
"But we're not always friends." Helberg murmured, and Marshal Rick insisted: "Just like the battle of Hemgart, if you knights come to make friends, we'll make friends with wine and flowers." If you covet the territory of the empire, we have no choice but to fight with swords and guns."
"That was the king's mistake..." After seeing the emperor's agreement, the green knight whispered a few more ancient words, and a green spirit horse appeared from the void, and he got on his horse: "The Darkness The time is coming, we must unite, not only the Three-Eyed King, but soon, there will be an Avenger whose wrath will burn throughout the empire."
"Who?!" The emperor still wanted to ask, the green knight had disappeared into the light and shadow, the spirit horse raised its front hooves, and the green bright light disappeared behind a bush along with the master's actions.
The breeze died down, leaving only the leaves and the slain Tzeentch assassins.
After this commotion, the emperor and his army were no longer in the mood for hunting. They packed up the trophies and the battlefield, burned the body of the Tzeentch assassin with flames, and then assembled the army, preparing to return to Brunswick.
After the good mood of hunting was disturbed, both the Rick guards and the Griffin swordsmen were a little silent. The emperor rode his own half-breed elf horse and walked in the front. Rick Marshal Helberg and the flag officer Ludwig followed behind on the imperial warhorses from Aiwei. Although Ludwig didn't say a word, everyone knew that this sanctuary-strength grandfather was in danger because the emperor was in danger. While blaming himself, the emperor was obviously thinking about something.
"So, you will personally attend the enthronement ceremony of Duke Ryan?" Helberg hesitated and asked tentatively.
"Can I?" Karl Franz asked Helberg back.
"I don't intend to accuse you, my duty is to obey your orders, my lord." Helberg said in a deep voice.
"But you still have suggestions?" The emperor heard Helberg's implication.
"You shouldn't make such a hasty decision. Your Majesty, you are the empire. Your words and deeds represent tens of millions of Charlemagne's heirs. I have never questioned your excellence and ability. If it weren't for you, those of the empire or The old, or cowardly, or arrogant, or the electors who have other ideas may have already split up, but you bravely took on this important task. From this point alone, you have done better than your father." Helberg nodded , he whispered: "But in terms of country-to-country diplomacy, you seem a little passive. We are an empire."
"Passive?" The emperor couldn't help laughing after hearing Helberg's contradictory words. It seemed that the decision to appoint Helberg as Rick's Marshal was correct: "The knights are not enemies, Curt."
"But not always friends," Helberg insisted.
"If you don't understand betrayal, you don't understand politics, you don't understand compromise, and you don't understand politics, Curt, my friend." Karl Franz sighed softly: "You can't use the military to manage diplomacy and domestic affairs." ideas instead."
"..." Helberg remained silent.
"Sometimes, I think, if it was Boris Todbringer who won the vote, what would happen to the empire?" Karl Franz looked at the environment of the Reckwald Forest with an expression on his face. Xin Ran: "He has rich experience, is brave and good at fighting, and has a lot of experience in communicating with other heads of state."
"The result of Todbringer becoming the Wolf Emperor is that we Rick Guards will be dispatched to Araby or Kislev." Helberg said loudly: "He only trusts Urik's white guards." Wolf Knight, your grandfather, your father and then you, the accumulation of three generations will be ruined, you may still be able to rely on your family wealth, you enjoy your status as Grand Prince of Rick and Grand Duke of Brunswick. Live as an elector, but your talents will be wasted, you will see the Church of the White Wolf flourish, and the light of Charlemagne will become dim."
"But Ryan can get the full support of the Lady of the Lake Church, but I am still making deals with His Majesty Vicma." The emperor was noncommittal after hearing Helberg's words, but said the second thing: " Sometimes, I feel like a beggar, and like a newspaper boy who comes to the door to sell his newspaper."
"If there is no faith, what is left of the empire?" Marshal Rick answered this question very seriously: "You know very well, my lord, that the army of the empire is not enough to completely wipe out all kinds of threats. There's been a war going on for months, it's not about winning, it's about surviving."
"Very good." The emperor seemed to have finally figured out some problems. Helberg only felt that something was added to Karl Franz's face, and something was missing.
"I will let my court buy a generous gift. At that time, I will personally lead the Rick Guard and the Brunswick Royal Half-Griffon Knight to Courona to participate in Ryan's enthronement ceremony. This is an order!"
"yes!"
……… I have lost the dividing line between belief and freedom………
During the intensive preparations for the enthronement ceremony, time passed extremely quickly. In just a few months, the season in Brittania has come to autumn. The wind swayed back and forth, and the impact of the Matthew Bard Rebellion on the entire capital has become a thing of the past. Under Lawn's hard work, Korona has restored its former prosperity.
Now, the entire kingdom is focusing on the upcoming enthronement ceremony. In a few weeks, Ryan, Duke of Musillon will be here. Under the witness of all the dukes and the former kings, from the old king Richard He took the scepter in his hand and became king.
This year, Ryan is thirty-nine years old, and it has been fifteen years since he set off from Nord's Winter City.
Ryan and others also led the Old Guards and their knight troops to Courona today. This former elf's greatest city in the old world has now become the capital and place of faith of the Britannia Knight Kingdom. , the great spectacle of the old world, the Korona Lion Ring Racecourse and the Holy Grail Champion Knights Cathedral are all built here, telling the ancient history of the Knight Kingdom.
Ryan and others stayed at the Korona Royal Hotel. He could have stayed in the Korona Palace, but Ryan rejected the proposal. In any case, he is not yet the king, and he can't wait to show the victor's gesture before he ascends the throne And to enjoy the power of the king, this is not the god-chosen champion of the fairy in the lake, what Ryan, who has the eight virtues of a knight, should do. It doesn't take a few weeks. He is the real king. It is so unreasonable at this time ugly.
There were many rehearsals and preparations for the entire enthronement ceremony. Krona had been preparing for this for several months. Regent Lawn was busy and spent a lot of savings in the treasury. As soon as the enthronement ceremony was over, there was a rehearsal for the military parade, followed by It is the Royal Knights Tournament, which lasts for more than a week. This tournament will be open to the entire human kingdom, and even the wood elves say they will send people to participate. Ryan has prepared a lot of food and drinks. He promises that whether it is a noble knight or Ordinary serfs are eligible to come to watch the game.
It was night, and the Ryan family had just had dinner. In the large suite of the Royal Hotel, Suria was hugging little Devonhill, telling him the legend of the twelve first-generation Holy Grail Knights, the glory of chivalry , Little Devonhill listened with gusto, and waved his pistol doll from time to time, imagining that he was the great Holy Grail Knight, charging forward on horseback, destroying evil, and spreading the will of the fairy in the lake to the whole kingdom, in order to defend the family. country to fight.
Ryan smiled and watched his wife holding his son and talking while he was drinking coffee. Olika approached from behind: "Master, a guest is here. He has something to do with you. Let you go out and have a chat with him."
"Guest? Who?" Ryan put down the coffee cup.
"It's Your Majesty Richard. He said he wanted to talk to you."