Chapter 1337, Mother Is More Expensive than Child
After announcing Frederick as the Crown Prince of the Empire, it was already noon.
Although the Imperials and the Bretons still dislike each other, there will be no more conflicts between the two sides at this time. They are now compatriots who survive together under the doomsday fire, and are the last line of defense between the destruction of chaos and civilians. , anyone knows that no longer united at this time will undoubtedly die, so the two sides reached the greatest degree of reconciliation, the Imperials began to call the Bretons "our chivalrous brothers", and the Bretons also called the Imperials "" Loyal guardian of the homeland".
Fight together, sacrifice together, sing together.
The emperor made two major resolutions. The first was naturally to make Frederick the crown prince. The second was that Brunswick no longer needed to stick to it. The imperial court would move to Nur, where the emperor and the Knight King would meet. Gather and regroup the remaining Coalition of Order forces.
The weather became a bit colder, and the great nobles of the empire did not gather together for lunch, but returned to their residences. A series of things happened to Emperor Karl Franz made the nobles feel that a new storm had emerged , they need to go back and discuss how it should be handled.
Emilia, the Countess of the Empire, has been unable to hide her excitement since her son was successfully established as the crown prince. She returned to the headquarters of Rundstede Castle. On a cold day, it was snowing heavily outside the window. Because of the bad weather, originally The planned post-war summary meeting was postponed, and Emilia left the matter to her son, sitting alone in the courtyard of the castle sipping black tea.
Decades of planning finally succeeded, and her son finally succeeded in sitting on the throne of the imperial prince due to various factors. After achieving her goal, Emilia suddenly felt a little empty, and she suddenly didn't know what she should do. Well.
What else can I do, go back to Ryan and continue to be his little maid~ Emilia sips black tea, thinking of it, the Queen of the Empire is not particularly keen on power, power, and wealth. She really likes luxury Enjoyment of life, becoming the focus of the banquet, becoming the arbiter, but these are not worth mentioning compared to Ryan.
Thinking of this, Emilia took out the mirror from her bosom, and she looked at herself in the mirror. The well-painted makeup was a little bit sloppy due to the whole morning's activities, but it still couldn't conceal the unique grace that belonged to the Duchess of the Empire Charming, she couldn't help being a little proud.
Although she never went to battle in person like Suria's sister, Emilia still carefully made a military uniform for herself. Like Suria's military uniform, there are no shortage of epaulets and braids, but Amy Leah's military jacket is dark red, the neckline is fastened by a black swastika button, and the inside is also a white wrought-flower shirt. Here it becomes a white pleated skirt with red trim, the skirt extends to about ten centimeters above the knee, two delicate snow-white long legs wrapped in dark black opaque glitter pantyhose, and then a pair of black stiletto long legs The soft jade feet inside the boots.
Emilia is in a good mood today. It is rare for her not to fatten up her long golden hair, but to let it fall naturally, and just use a blue ribbon to tie a short braid behind her right ear.
Graceful and elegant, coupled with the heroic spirit brought by the military uniform, Emilia is still very satisfied with her attire.
The only displeasure is... Ryan's little maid gestured at her chest, and her face collapsed. After all, she is not Suria. Although the little maid is not small, sometimes if she has to squeeze, Surya would She is a great beauty who can wear a "sense of oppression" even in a military uniform. The fairy in the lake never wears a military uniform. The goddess's clothes always show off the northern hemisphere. She probably has a lot to communicate with Veronica on this point.
"Boom~dong~" While Emilia was still thinking wildly, there was a knock on the door outside: "Mom?"
"Frey, please come in." Emilia hurriedly arranged her attire, and then motioned for her son to come in.
Seeing Frederick still in his battered, battered armor of yesterday,
Emilia complained subconsciously: "You, really, are already the crown prince of the empire, and you still wear this armor. Didn't I prepare it for you..."
Speaking of this, the little maid suddenly realized why her son was dressed like this, and she couldn't help showing a smile on her face: "You are right, Frey, well done! You should wear it like this, tell everyone, Nuer defends you Commander, you participated in the Battle of Brunswick. We Nur gave everything to defend the empire. Your position is not that Woten who is still dealing with the Chaos Army near Ostermark, and Lu who has escaped the entire battle. Itbold II is comparable."
"Hey." Frederick scratched his head. Ryan's eldest son still can't believe that the godfather directly made him the crown prince, but things have happened, and he can't help being happy: "The godfather just changed like a He is the same as a human being, and he has put Hunter Marshal Wolfhart under my command! When His Excellency Wolfhart recovers, we can get a strong man in the sanctuary!"
"This is what it should be. You are the crown prince, so you naturally have your own core team." Emilia couldn't help being happy, and she motioned her son to sit opposite her: "You should also pay attention to Rick's guards, Luy Teppold II is not a man who is good at commanding the army, and he has no impressive record, but it is said that his clerical and internal affairs skills are acceptable. In the future, you must remember to reserve a suitable place for him in your court , this position should be important, but not so important.”
"Understood!" Frederick immediately understood what his mother meant, and Ryan's eldest son rolled his eyes and completely understood.
"You don't show your emotions, don't let people know what's on your mind, Frey, look at what you look like now? Like a rat who got out of his damp cave and stole a whole piece of cheese." Emilia graceful There was a hint of blame on Huagui's delicate face: "Put away your expression, calm down, stay calm, listen more, watch more, learn more, and talk less."
"Yes! My son understands." Frederick also realized that he was getting carried away, so he quickly lowered his head.
"You should also remember that your crown prince position is not only due to the efforts of the tens of thousands of Nuer troops behind you, me and the Nuer nobles, if it is not because of your father, it is not because of the Brittany on the other side of the mountain. The sub-jihad army lost more than half in this battle, and you did not get this position so easily." Emilia put her hand on her son's shoulder, and said seriously as a mother: "No matter your strength or prestige, In fact, it’s not enough, I will choose you, a large part of the reason is that the emperor must give an explanation to the tens of thousands of Nuer and Bretanians who died in battle, and to your father, this is a compromise.”
Frederick's eyes changed for a while, and he bowed his head to express his approval. He was still unwilling, but he had to be convinced.
"The power in my hands will be handed over to you one after another, but you also need to get closer to your father and communicate more." Emilia knows how awkward her son is, and fathers and sons are like this, even if there is emotional expression It was only a few short sentences, and it seemed tiresome to talk too much. Frederick was an adult, and he had a vague but disdainful feeling for Ryan, a father, which was clearest to a mother.
For Ryan, the Sun King has too many things to pay attention to. He has countless internal affairs to deal with in the whole country. He has so many attendants, so many subordinates, and so many bureaucrats to meet. Liérand relies on flattery, Beria relies on flattery to work, Callard relies on reliability, François relies on independence, and Berhemond relies on incomparably powerful strength and the most senior blood.
In addition, Ryan has to consider military affairs and diplomacy. He also has to check and balance the storms in his backyard. He cannot always pay attention to this eldest son who is far away from his sight.
"I see." Frederick pursed his lips, he hesitated for a while, and then said: "Mom, what the godfather means is that it's best to make urgent preparations during this time, and wait until we move to Nur. Get married immediately while everyone is here."
"Holding a big wedding ceremony? Isn't that great?" Emilia nodded. The Countess of the Empire couldn't understand why her son disagreed: "This is an excellent opportunity. There are only four provinces left in the Empire ( Wesson Land, Rick Land, Ivy Land, Thor Land) are still under control. Three years have passed since the war that started in 2522. Both the army and the citizens have reached their spiritual and physical limits. , really need a celebration to relax, this is also the best chance for you to stand on the stage and show yourself to the citizens of the empire."
"But..." Frederick still hesitated: "Are you in a hurry?"
"Too anxious? You just have to hurry." Emilia's gaze became dangerous: "Wait, don't you..."
"Alyssa hasn't..." Sure enough, Frederick said a little embarrassedly: "She hasn't come back yet!"
"You bastard! Want to marry two at a time?" Sure enough, Emilia's face changed, and the Countess of the Empire was so angry that she slapped Frederick on the forehead with her hand, and she said sharply, "No! Absolutely not! Your big wedding ceremony must be held immediately, and it must be held while Carl, Ryan, and I are all present, I don’t care about your elf beauty, I don’t care!”
"So, mom, do me a favor!" Frederick acted like a baby to his mother, the son took his mother's hand and begged, "Go ask dad, let him ask the fairy of the lake , what happened to Alisara?"
"Okay, you know how to betray your mother, right?" Emilia was so angry that she wanted to spank her son's butt, Frederick ran a few steps to avoid it, and the eldest son showed an ambiguous smile: "I am Give mom an excuse, you and dad haven't seen each other for a long time, why don't you take this opportunity to get together? Sleep with dad and everything will be solved!"
"You brat, what are you talking about!" Emilia was really angry now: "What do you think of your mother?"
"I'm creating opportunities for you! Mom! You have to know that your son will always stand by your side, and your son will always cheer for you!" Frederick waved his fist, and he was very serious: "Mother is more expensive than son, son For mother's sake, mom, we must unite even more at this time, and resolutely defeat old aunt Lilith and brother Devon!"
"Pfft!" Emilia was very angry at first, but she was amused by her son's words. She blushed and barely agreed with her son's opinion: "But, I just finished lunch now, what should I go to him for?" ? Afternoon tea is at three o'clock!"
"Take a nap!" Frederick grabbed a down pillow from the bed and stuffed it directly into Emilia's arms: "Just tell Dad that you want to take a nap, but you are afraid of the cold, especially your feet. Han, I want Dad to sleep with you! Then just wear this military uniform with black silk!"
"Ah, this..." Emilia's face was flushed by her son's words. The Duchess of the Empire couldn't help nodding after thinking about it for a while, thinking that her son knew his father quite well. Ryan likes uniform stockings the most, according to his son What to do, based on her understanding of Ryan, her man easily agreed.
Frederick smiled. He didn't say that this is actually Alisara's most commonly used trick. The former little queen of Gao Jing often wears nightdresses on the grounds that she is "afraid of being alone", "cold", and "cold feet". The pantyhose drilled into his bed, and Frederick almost couldn't hold it back several times.
"Go, go, mom!" Seeing his mother was still a little embarrassed, so Frederick simply pushed her out.
After Emilia left, Frederick sat in his mother's seat, and the Crown Prince of the Empire helped his mother deal with the documents. He sat in the palace of Elector Nur to read the documents, corrected the papers, and explained them to him one by one.
A few minutes later, about twenty-five young empire captains and imperial generals who made military contributions in the Battle of Brunswick came in from the outside with his fiancée Noelle, the youngest of them was less than twenty years old, the oldest was only thirty-five years old.
Under the leadership of Noelle, the new stars in the army collectively saluted Frederick.
"loyalty!"
On the other side, in the afternoon, Ryan sat in the king's golden-roofed tent and also looked at the documents. The Knight King was speculating who would become the incarnation of the eight winds.
Wind of light headed north? Lilith?
Who will the wind of fire choose? The lord of the Phoenix, Asuyan?
What about Wind of the Beast? Tal incarnate?
Metalwind is either a dwarf or a Gelt, right?
Nine out of ten Emerald Winds are Athel Loren, so the Eternal Queen Alarielle?
Wind of death? Nagash is on hiatus, and there is no chance of resurrection for a thousand or eight hundred years, so... Emperor Settra? Death Lord Vlad?
Wind of Shadow? Orika? Malekith?
Ryan was still thinking about everything, and saw some movement outside. The old guard first asked a question, and then immediately saluted. The visitor walked in smoothly, wearing a full red and white imperial uniform with a pleated skirt Imperial Duchess Emilia! She is also hugging a pillow.
"Emilia? What's the matter? Is there something wrong?" Ryan put down the quill.
"Why, can't I come to you if I have nothing to do?" Emilia was immediately upset when she saw Ryan's bad attitude: "Our son finally officially became the crown prince, and you didn't express it?"
"How should I express it?" Ryan smiled. When he saw Emilia's dress, his eyes lit up, and he immediately reached out to signal his little maid to come over.
"Take a nap with me!"
Emilia stuffed the pillow into Lane's arms.