Chapter 1198, The King's Speech (6,000-Word Super Chapter!)

The latest website: The root of power is the alienation of the division of labor, which is equal to the asymmetry of information under the hierarchy.

Therefore, when a person becomes an aristocrat and a part of the existing power system, no matter whether he is rich or poor, whether he is smart or stupid, his instinct must be to maintain this power system and ensure his own dominance. This is human nature.

In other words, with the continuous extension and inheritance of the hierarchical system and the further asymmetry of information, the ruling class will gradually have similar ideas-my power is reasonable, and I should enjoy these powers.

This forms a logical closed loop-now I have power because I am worthy of these powers (divine sanctity, noble blood, military exploits, etc.), because I am the owner of power, so I exercise My power is perfectly justified, because it is mine.

But actually, is it?

Under the eyes of everyone, Ryan looked at all the great nobles present, and many thoughts flashed through the king's heart.

In fact, it is not at all. As I said before, the root of power is the alienation of the division of labor. In fact, countless serfs and free people transferred part of their power and turned over part of their income so that some people could get out of production and specialize in protecting Himself, and this is the origin of the knightly nobility, and the inevitable result of a period of limited productivity.

After a long time, many knights and nobles have forgotten this.

Now it is revealed that the fairy in the lake is an elf god, which opens a gap in the logical closed loop of the knights and nobles.

"So we have to talk about this issue now, whether we want to or not, we have to talk about it, what should we do when the Lady of the Lake tells us that she is Lilith, the goddess of the moon?" Ryan continued his speech , The king said to everyone present: "I think, these days, everyone here must have thought a lot, a lot."

"Pretending nothing happened and continuing to have a pointy-eared elf god sit on our heads?"

A deep light shone on Ryan's face, and there was a slight noise in the arena.

"Should we quickly change our thinking and find a new god for us? Charlemagne? Urik? Tal? Mirmidia? Or some other Phoenix Lord Asuryan or Bloody Cain? Our Breta The Nigerians can’t wait to worship before the new god, calling them daddy, begging them to take in these homeless children, begging them to accept us like other believers?”

The noise in the arena gradually grew louder,

Almost everyone is shaking their heads.

"impossible!"

"We are Bretons, how can we do such a thing?"

"Yurik? Are you kidding me? I hate the smell of wolf cubs the most!"

"Tal will turn us into barbarians!"

"Mirmidia? No, I'm afraid that if this continues, the battle cry of our Bretanians will never be heard again in the world."

"The Estalians will control our army and castle in the name of Mirmidia!"

Ryan gave everyone twenty seconds to discuss, and then the king smiled and said: "Then maybe we can do this. I will let the cabinet draft a document and announce that from today onwards, Britannia will no longer believe in any gods. The Temple of the Lady of the Lake, burn it! All the shrines of the Goddess, smash it! All Breton history, should be staked and thrown into the rubbish, what we call glory, It's just a piece of shit made of lies, time to ditch them?"

The noise in the arena became louder, and almost all the knights and nobles showed disgusted expressions, and everyone shook their heads.

"No, it can't be like this."

"No, I can't accept it!"

"Your Majesty. This is not a sensible solution."

"He who thinks so is mad, my lord."

"Very good." Ryan signaled for everyone to be quiet again, the king was silent for a few seconds, and lightly tapped the table with a small wooden hammer: "Then, I ask all of you here, you are all the dignitaries of my Britannia , you are all the aristocratic elites of my Britannia, I would like to ask everyone here a question."

"If our goddess, the fairy of the lake, is completely abandoned by us, what will happen to us in Britannia?" Ryan then asked: "Have you really thought about it?"

The audience was silent.

"I admit that some people will benefit." Ryan cast his eyes on the knights of the "Free Britannia" faction sitting on the right. The king grinned, both sarcasm and contempt: "Because they have With a reasonable and legal excuse, seize more manors, castles and lands, and get more titles!"

"They can burn the Holy Grail Cathedral in Courona to ashes with their own hands! Because it's a lady's thing!"

"They can dismantle the Lion Ring Racecourse with their own hands, demolish the thousand-year-old sculptures on it, throw all the tapestries on the ground, and trample them with their feet, because they belong to women!"

"What other flags they may have planted in Bastogne, in Pordero, over our palace in Coronne, and those flags that symbolize our thousand years of glory will only be thrown into the fire In the heap!"

The audience was in an uproar, and the more than 800 nobles present thought of this scene, and an incomparably deep chill soaked their spines.

Is this the elimination of the fairies in the lake?

If you want to destroy a country of people, you must first destroy its history.

This is the foundation of their knight nobility! ! !

After everything about the nymphs of the lake disappears in Britannia, then so will the knight culture and the whole kingdom!

However, if they want to completely abandon the Fairy of the Lake, these people must do so. Otherwise, how can "Free Britannia" and "New Britannia" draw a complete line from the Fairy of the Lake?

All the great nobles could feel the blood rushing to their faces.

Never, never let this happen.

"Ladies and gentlemen, do this, right?"

"wrong!"

"That's it, right?" Ryan continued.

"wrong!!!"

"Can we do this?" The king's voice echoed throughout the Congress Hall.

"Never! Never! Never!!!" The excited roars of all the great nobles in the inner hall, and even the Knights of the Four Thousand Kingdoms in the outer hall spread into the entire congress hall.

"Okay, very good!" Ryan put his hands behind his ears, and he smiled at everyone: "I heard, I heard your voices, very good, it seems that you don't want to see this It happened, I heard it, thank you everyone."

There was thunderous applause, applauding their king.

To put it simply, Ryan is thinking of them.

Tens of seconds later, the congress hall gradually became quiet, and Ryan continued: "But there must be many people who still feel awkward, we are the descendants of the proud Bretons, how can we believe in a god of aliens? What's more, she has lied to us for thousands of years, shouldn't she apologize for this, shouldn't she pay the price for using us, can she just pretend like nothing happened?"

Everyone present nodded their heads, yes, this test is impossible to pass.

The neutral knights headed by Bohemond all showed a tangled expression, yes, they just couldn't pass this level, it is hard to have a reason to continue to convince themselves to continue to believe in a alien god?

unacceptable!

"Therefore, before that, I have to divert the topic a little bit, please listen patiently." Ryan once again motioned everyone to be quiet, and the king said in a deep voice: "I have read our history seriously again in the past few days, and I take it for granted We found out that our history can be said to be a military book. Since the establishment of this country, endless wars have continuously invaded this land. From the melee of hundreds of tribes in prehistoric times to the 14 tribes fighting for hegemony in the later period, From the twelve great battles of the founding of the country to the present after a thousand years, we have had incomparably brilliant victories and also experienced many shameful defeats, but now, ladies and gentlemen, tell me, where are we now? Our Where is the country?"

"Right here! Right here!!!"

"Thousands of years later, the Bretons are still standing!"

"We are not perishing!"

The great nobles shouted excitedly, even though there have been countless wars, even if the peace years in the thousand-year history are not long, even if the knights have been passed down from generation to generation, we are still here, and the kingdom is still here!

"Yes, we are still there." Ryan nodded, the light shone on him, and the figure of the Sun King was shrouded in the light. He first opened his arms, and then put his hands on his hips: "The duty of a knight is to protect, and so is the virtue of a knight." Guard, there is nothing more honorable than defending our country, ladies and gentlemen, as knights, must we continue to assure everyone that we will continue to be here, defending and guarding our country, our people?"

"Yes!"

"I agree!"

"Aye! Aye! Aye!"

The voices of approval began to sound, and the great nobles recalled the glory of the millennium, the sacrifices of each family in the long history, and the generations of clansmen who died in battle to fulfill their knight duties, all felt something awakened in their bodies. up.

Even though it is cruel, corrupt, and rotten, but when the horn sounds, the knights, all in armor, mount their spears, shout the name of the goddess, and fight for their homeland.

Those nobles who are unwilling to fight for their homeland have already been dealt with by Ryan's previous and subsequent waves of cleansing, and those who are left now are basically those who have been on the battlefield.

"Yes, we must ensure that, in fact, I also have full confidence that I can lead you and defend our country, everyone, do you think I can do it?" Ryan said with a smile: "I personally think that as long as we do our best We will be able to reproduce our glory in Eight Peaks, in the Empire, and in Albion continuously."

"Yes!"

"Hear! Hear! Hear!"

The voice of approval grew louder, the knights and old guards who supported Lane shouted vigorously, the neutral knights slapped their thighs vigorously, and even the knights of Free Britannia couldn't help being moved .

"I'm very happy to hear your voices of approval, which makes me feel that my previous efforts were not in vain." Ryan nodded with a smile, and the Sun Dynasty glanced at the outer hall, and then said: "But the situation is not optimistic, Estalia has perished, and only Billy Barry is still resisting. Tyrell may be able to last a little longer, but without reinforcements, the end is already doomed, and there is also the border prince. According to the news from Guan, the Border Princeland has been basically submerged by Skaven, Beastmen, and Greenskins. Perhaps you haven’t noticed it. With the addition of Kislev and Sylvania, the entire Old World Half of it has fallen."

There were bursts of exclamations in the venue. In recent years, Brittany has been too "peaceful", and the sense of crisis among the great nobles is not so strong. Even François, the Holy Grail Knight, thinks that " The empire and the dwarves will solve their own problems", and everyone was still surprised when they heard the news from Ryan. It turned out that half of the old world had fallen before they knew it?

"All Bretons, the crisis is approaching us!" Lane said loudly, "Unite, Bretons! Tell us, where is your courage? Do you remember how to defend your kingdom? Right? It's not the first time we've been in this predicament, but it's as we see it."

"We are still here, the kingdom is still here!" Ryan's fist hit the table with the code of chivalry, the sound was very soft, but it sounded like a bell in everyone's ears.

"Yes!"

"Here we are, and courage is here!"

"Yes! Yes! Yes~" The response had spread throughout the King's Council Hall, and even the great nobles of the Free Breton faction couldn't help shouting out.

"So, who gave us this courage? Who, when the Bretons were desperate, led us out of the quagmire, and who, when the Bretons were on the verge of national extinction, gave us the Holy Grail It was given to us, and who is it, always as the patron saint, guarding our kingdom?" Ryan then shouted.

The whole venue fell silent in an instant, and everyone seemed to have been poured a basin of cold water on their heads.

It's the Lady of the Lake.

But...but He is an elf god after all!

The effect was just right, Ryan smiled while everyone was silent: "Ladies and gentlemen, it seems that you still lack a little courage. It seems that if you admit all this, will it hurt your dignity?"

More than half of the nobles blushed and lowered their heads subconsciously. Yes, even though she is really kind to us, she is still the god of aliens. If she admits it, wouldn't it make us... shameless?

Ryan nodded again and again, with a little blame in his tone: "But you are also very clear that many times, it is the little courage in our chest that changes our history, our stories, saves us, and makes mortals able to survive."

"The former Phoenix King Aenario was originally a navigator. For him, courage meant that he climbed into the holy flame of Asuryan himself, and only asked the Lord of the Phoenix to save his compatriots. Courage was in him. Under the double curse, I still went to the ceremony site of the maelstrom in person, fought alone and defeated the four chaotic demons!"

"For Charlemagne, courage meant that he fought all day in the Battle of Black Fire Pass and finally shot the head of the green warlord. Courage meant that he faced Nagash, the lord of the dead, alone The Lord sent back to the tomb, courage is that he personally confronted Moka, the Eternal God Chosen for three days and three nights, and drove the Chaos stuff back to the place where they should be!"

"For Arthur, courage is when he is the first dragon slaying knight in Brittany. Courage is when he still bravely comes out to face the greenskin frenzy when the strength is 1:30. Courage is to suffer several times. After a fatal arrow wound, even if tied with a rope, you must stand on the horse!"

"For me, courage is that I did not make a conservative but cowardly decision after I became king. I never tried to deny or cover up anything. Courage is the great expedition. Courage is that I summoned you to stand here To all of you, and towards you, I deliver my speech!"

"So, ladies, what is courage for ladies?" Ryan finally brought up the most critical topic: "For ladies, courage is to stand up for the Breton people in the most difficult and desperate times." She came out and extended a helping hand to us. Courage is that she appeared again and again under the chaos and all kinds of threats to stand with us. Courage is that when rumors spread, she frankly admits all this. Her elf god Identity and leave the choice to us!"

"Now, Britannia, tell me, where is your courage?" Ryan roared, "When half of the old world has fallen, when many countries with a long history have fallen or are about to fall, where the beastmen, the undead , When the Skaven, the Greenskins, and the chaos frenzy in the north may break through the empire's defenses and go south at any time, Bretanians, where is your courage?!"

Some kind of fire was lit, and every Britannian present could feel it, the flame burning in the chest, spreading from the body to the limbs, and then to the head, and the ancient passion was awakened.

His hair stood on end, his thighs trembled, his fists were clenched, and his blood was throbbing.

The knights and nobles roared, they recalled the exciting history thousands of years ago, and then remembered what is happening now.

The fire is still burning, the blood is still not cold.

"It was the lady who chose us, but also our courage chose the lady!" Ryan's roar echoed, like a storm hitting the beach by the sea: "We will tell everyone in the world with our actions, whether it is Elf gods or human gods, ladies are our gods! Whether allies or enemies, in the face of storms, we will never give up, we will never compromise! We will fight to the end, until the last son of Britannia dies, if This is the end of our history, so we must also use our sacrifices to play the last song that belongs to us, the Knight's Elegy!"

"Elf gods? Human gods, is it really that important? Tell me, Bretons! Do you agree with the lady staying?"

"Agree! Agree! Agree!!!" The voice in the hall sounded again, louder than before.

"Lady is our Britannia god!" Finally, someone shouted

"The lady is our god!" someone said.

"Ma'am! Ma'am! Ma'am!" trickles, rivers, lakes, and seas, to giant storms with choppy waves.

The great nobles of Free Britannia were almost shaken collectively. More than half of them had expressions of shame on their faces, and they were already praying to the goddess for forgiveness.

"The end is near, we will fight in the Empire and Estalia!"

"We will fight at the border of the Korona Road!"

"We will defend our kingdom at any cost. If need be, we will fight on the beaches of Lyonnaise and under the lighthouse of Le-Ancourt, and we will fight among the manors on the plain of Couronne!"

"We will fight in the streets of the capital, in the forest of Arden, in the port of Bordeaux, in the mountains of Montfort, and in Bastogne, our land of dragons!"

"Brittanians, where is your courage? Where is your chivalry?" Ryan roared, "Who still remembers the oath of chivalry, who remembers the eight virtues of chivalry?"

"Humility, integrity, mercy, valor, justice, sacrifice, honor, soul!" Cheers erupted in the hall. With the towel and the parchment in his hands, the excitement was surging, like a mountain roaring and a tsunami shaking the sky, especially the young Devonhill, the eldest son of Ryan, jumped and jumped excitedly, eager to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy and make meritorious service. Originally In the cold parliament hall, like a volcanic eruption, scorching air overflowed the hall and spread to the outer hall.

"Let's invite the lady back and face the final battle, what do you guys think?"

"Approve! Approve! Approve!" All the great nobles shouted hoarsely, and even the people from the Free Bretania faction stood up. They shouted the names of ladies and Ryan, waved parchment and Silk scarves, yes.

There is no more doubt, no matter whether the lady is an elf god or a human god, don't we Bretons even have the courage to admit the truth?

The lady gave us courage, now it's our turn to give Him courage!

Duke Bohemond nodded slowly and stood up to applaud. Seeing him get up, all the neutral knights and nobles also got up.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!"

"Ma'am! Ma'am! Ma'am!"

"Lane! Ryan! Ryan!"

The holy oath of the knight resounded from the hall again until it spread throughout the palace!

"I swear to be kind to the weak.

I swear to stand up against rape.

I swear against all mistakes.

I swear to fight for the defenseless.

I swear to help anyone who asks me for help.

I swear I won't hurt any woman.

I swear to help my brother knight.

I swear to be true to my friends.

I swear to die for the one I love. "

Watching people scrambling to wave the parchment and silk scarves in their hands, Ryan nodded slightly, and the king closed his eyes.

Success is not the end, failure is not the end, the most important thing is the courage to move on.

And the hymn of mankind is the hymn of courage.