Chapter 1350, Big Wedding Ceremony!

Nur, the White Palace, before the throne of Ludwig the Savior of the Emperor of the Empire.

Karl Franz, who was promoted to the Emperor of the Empire, witnessed this grand ceremony. Except for Eternal Peak, almost all the remaining order forces in the old world came to witness this grand wedding. This is a grand ceremony, which can be compared with the ancient comparable to the Golden Age of Empire glory days.

At the same time, this is also the moment when the Empire officially appointed Frederick as the Crown Prince of the Empire.

The front of the White Temple was full of troops.

The Empire's Griffon Riders, Reiksguard, Nur's Ironclads, and Blackrock Guard.

Grail Knight and Old Guard of Brittania.

Part of the Phoenix Guard, Naggarond Blackguard, and Avalon Sisters of the Elven Empire.

And the sworn guard of the Norse dwarves.

They lined up together to pay respects to the newcomers.

Four fingers supported the crown prince's golden crown. The ascended Emperor Karl Franz stood in front of the throne. The emperor looked at his designated heir with a complex expression. The kindness in his eyes was far more than vigilance. Following Frederick Kneeling in front of the ascended Karl, the emperor slowly lowered the golden crown and placed it on Frederick's head without hesitation: "Now, a new era has come, and Frederick is the crown prince of our empire!"

Frederick's hands trembled with excitement. He secretly raised his head and glanced at his godfather, only to find that the emperor's eyes were filled with encouragement. Frederick's eyes turned red. His biological father, Ryan, had been away by his side for a long time. The eldest son of the Sun King got real paternal love from Karl Franz. The emperor regarded him as his own son, and taught his godson everything he could and could not teach. Without Karl Franz Franz, there is no Frederick today.

"Godfather..." The Crown Prince of the Empire said a few words excitedly, and then choked up.

"Get up, Frederick, this is your stage." The emperor whispered, gesturing Frederick to get up, and then addressed all the dignitaries and imperial citizens in the entire Nur Grand Square, the emperor's voice Gradually turned into a high voice: "May the gods of the old world bless His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

Frederick got up slowly. He took a deep breath, turned around, wearing a black robe and gold armor, and the cloak of the Libra and Golden Lion on a black background swayed behind him.

There was thunderous applause in the big square, like waves, landslides, and sunshine from the sky.

"Welcome, everyone is welcome to my wedding today." Frederick spoke, and the voice of the Crown Prince of the Empire spread through Gelt's magic props.

"It's a day of celebration, but it's also a solemn moment."

"I would like to thank all of you from the bottom of my heart for coming to Noor and attending my wedding. I have a lot to say to all of you."

"This is a dark age, this is an era of destruction. Most of us have already experienced war. The God of Darkness ravages our land and destroys everything we have."

"We are forced into war, and we must wage war."

"If the Eternal Chosen Archaon and his Chaos Army plan succeed, the order of world civilization will be destroyed."

"To defend what is ours, Imperials, take courage and let us accept the challenge."

"For this noble purpose, I call upon all Imperials!"

"And all allies who take order as their criterion, please take it as your duty."

"I implore everyone to remain calm and determined, and to unite in the face of the ordeal."

"The test is severe, and we will face a period of difficult days. The war is not limited to the front line. Only with justice in mind can we act correctly!"

"We are here to pray devoutly to Charlemagne and to Ludwig!"

"As long as everyone firmly believes, we will surely win!"

"For the Empire, for Karl Franz, for Charlemagne!!!"

The cheers in the square echoed, the humans shouted Frederick's name, and even the elves applauded in agreement.

The petals of the blue cornflowers float in the air,

Frederick sang the old song softly.

"Ichweinicht, wassollesbedeuten~"

"Dassich sotraurig bin~"

The crown prince of the empire walked down the steps slowly, the dignitaries of the empire came up to greet him, Rick's court ministers were unwilling, Gelt was deeply happy, Marius forced a smile, and Haut-Anderson respectfully.

"EinMrchenausuraltenZeiten~"

"DaskommtmirnichtausdemSinn~"

The Holy Grail Knights came up to greet, Bohemond was very interested, François was impeccable, Callard looked upright as usual, the rest of the people smiled at Frederick, and the Crown Prince of the Empire bowed slightly to them and nodded Express thankfulness.

"Die Luftistkühlundesdunkelt~"

"Undruhigfliet der Nuln~"

Katarin, the empress of Kislev, and two generals, General Zhukov and General Baghramyan, came to express their congratulations. Katarin's eyes were full of envy and jealousy, and she spoke a standard Gothic language. After expressing her blessings, Frederick could see that she was more or less sincere, and expressed his thanks with a smile.

"Der Gipfeldes Berges funkelt~"

"Im Abendsonnenschein~"

A group of dwarves squeezed out from the gap between the people. The Norscan dwarf lord Baldr-the Crimson and the crown prince of Belegar, the king of the eight peaks, Thorgrim-the little hammer beat their chests with their weapons, and shot at Frederick. Congratulations.

Frederick quickly expressed his thanks, humans and dwarves are eternal brothers.

Keep going.

"Dieschnste Jungfrausitzet~ (the beautiful girl), Dortobenwunderbar (sitting among the clouds)" After thanking the dwarves, Frederick went on singing: "Ihrgoldnesblitzet (she is wrapped in gold and silver) Siekmmtihrgoldenes Haar (combing her golden hair )”

The crown prince continued to move forward until a lady wearing an elector's dress stopped in front of him. Emilia, the Countess of the Empire, had tears in her eyes. She looked at her son, and behind her was Emilia. Ray's three younger sisters, Rem, Rita, and Eugenie.

"Mother!" Frederick hesitated for a while, but still stretched out his arms to hug his mother, and said in Emilia's ear, "Thank you!"

Emilia nodded vigorously. The mother didn't say anything. She glanced behind her. Frederick's three younger sisters laughed and moved out of the way. Frederick was taken aback, and he followed Emily Ya looked over.

A tall, thin male deity in a full-body black robe with a hood, a skull mask on his face, a string of skulls on his body, and a scythe hanging around his waist, and an imperial justice in a silk robe with bandages on his eyes Blindfolded, the avatars of plump female gods with scales in their hands walked forward hand in hand. Behind them, a group of Moorish knights and a group of eternal light knights stood side by side. Behind them, about forty-two knights of the sun held their hands. The golden blazing sun banner.

Under the banner, the Goddess of War is incarnated. Noelle, the Northern Eagle, is wearing a white wedding dress. Her short gray-purple hair has been braided into a noble princess hairstyle. There are dark blue roses tied around her ears, with gold borders on a white background. Under the tube top wedding dress is a white unicorn velvet pantyhose, and there are ribbons with bows on both sides of the pantyhose. Noelle is shy and firm at the same time. Under the guidance of Valenna, the goddess of justice, he came to Frederick with flowers in his hands.

Frederick stretched out his hands to hold the hands of his fiancée, and looked at Noelle in the cornflower petals. The two closed their eyes and kissed gently. Noelle then took a step back, Indicating that there is another person.

The Crown Prince of the Empire froze. Following Noelle's gaze, he saw Malekith, the Eternal King of the Elven Empire, and Alarielle, the Eternal Queen. The Phoenix Guard, Black Guard, and Avalon sisters stepped aside. An elf girl in a full wedding dress held Lilith's holy symbol of the moon banner and gradually revealed her face from behind the banner.

It was a soft fairy, she was like a beautiful white lotus blooming in the sea of ​​flowers, the delicate face of the closed moon shy flower, the beautiful body line, and the flawless white veil shrouded her On her waist-length flaxen-colored hair, lace lace showing the ancient pattern of the Elven Empire fell on her pink shoulders. In the haze, a beautiful bride appeared from behind the banner.

The retro rose pattern of the pure white lace stockings is displayed on the slender legs. Through the surface of the lace stockings, one can vaguely see the bride's delicate white skin, plump thighs, slender calves and two cute and small Yes, the jade feet in the white high-heeled wedding shoes, Alisara was very shy, and she couldn't help lowering her head.

"Go, Alisara, go." The Eternal Queen Alarisara signaled Alisara to go over. Her mother's expression was extremely complicated. Lukis' temperament and Tyrion's temperament, if Alisara stays in the Elven Empire, it means that the two will definitely break out extremely fierce conflicts. Strengthen the alliance and pass the news, so it is a good thing for Alisara to marry Frey from the perspective of Alarisara, but she knows that she is sorry for her daughter. From any angle, she is not worthy of being this mother. Deep down, I hope Alisara is happy.

Malekith showed joy on his face, how can a goddaughter be of such use for nothing?

The Eternal King actually doesn't know how to deal with Alisara, a cheap goddaughter, kill her? Then it's not worth fighting Tyrion again, imprisoned? Bad influence, ignore? God knows if Tyrion and Alarielle will rekindle their old relationship because of this daughter?

Malekith was already instructing his hidden guards to provide several alternatives, but the god Lilith announced that Alisara would be a god and marry Frederick, and the Eternal King heard the news I couldn't help letting out a sigh of relief, as expected Lilith still supported me, yes, after all, I am the eternal king now, if Lilith doesn't support me, who else can I support?

On the contrary, the Eternal King was the most relaxed, Teclis remained silent, Imrik concealed his hatred, and Aris closely monitored the venue.

In the middle of the field, Frederick couldn't help hugging Alisara, and the two of them walked a lot, a lot.

For Noelle, the gods of the empire blessed the marriage, and the goddess of mercy Salia presided over it.

As for Alisara, the host’s dress of the God of the Gods and the Stars of the Moon looked brilliant and deep against the backdrop of flowers, and the star grains on her hair complemented the twinkling stars above her head. Hosted by Wang Lilith and the Pale Queen and God King of the Underworld.

At the end of the banquet, where Ryan was standing, he watched the wedding ceremony being held, couldn't help smiling, and held his wife Suria's hand tightly. They remembered the wedding ceremony in the past. The next day to get married, the newly promoted goddess of springs, Morgiana, held Ryan's other arm. She gloated at Olika's unsteady steps and flushed face, recalling the revenge at the turkey dinner, and endured it. Whispering in Ryan's ear.

The props and various potions that Orika spent a long time preparing were finally used on herself. Lilith, Morgiana, and Suria now each have a remote control.

"Aren't you going to bless your son?" At this time, a powerful being in a sky-blue cloak and a hood that almost cut off the sight of the outside world approached from behind, and his tone was slightly sentimental and slightly comfort.

"It's not appropriate for me to come forward at this time. He is the Crown Prince of the Empire, not the Crown Prince of the Kingdom of Knights." Ryan knew who was coming. After thinking about it, he still signaled Suria and Morgiana to leave first.

Morgiana was hostile to any outsiders who dared to disturb her getting along with Ryan, but the goddess of springs was exclusive to Ryan. She glanced at the visitor with a threatening look, turned and left to discuss things with Veronica.

And Suria has absolute confidence in her husband's strength. The Queen of Knights noticed that her son Devonhill was sitting in the middle of the Twilight sisters. The hands of the neutral and neutral evil new elf sisters have reached into Devonhill's clothes and pants to eat his tofu, and Suria decided to take care of her two daughters-in-law.

Seeing that the people were gone, the person who came took off the hood, revealing the super handsome face that belonged to Alario. Tyrion swept around with the white part of his eyes. Seeing that Ryan was always smiling, he finally looked at him : "Can I have a few words with you in private? His Majesty Ryan Malcador?"

"We can talk directly here." Ryan spread his hands: "There are people within at least five kilometers nearby, only here is reserved for me, and no one else will disturb."

"This is Alisara's choice. I accept it. I just hope that you can treat my daughter well in the future. I know that your family has noble blood. That brat Frey will never be as short-lived as a human being, but I still want to say " Tyrion shook his head, there was no trace of arrogance on his handsome and extraordinary face, but the appearance of an ordinary person, he even showed his teeth in a smile: "Do you know? Ryan, can I call you that?"

"Of course." Ryan could feel that Tyrion had changed, he was no longer the radiant guardian of Ulthuan: "We are in-laws now."

"Just yesterday, I went to find Malekith, our king." Tyrion laughed straight: "Ha, I told him, I forgive him! At the same time, I also asked him to forgive me, Ma Luckis agreed, and we forgive each other, and we owe nothing to each other ever since."

"That's a miracle." Ryan thought that Malekith had changed. The former Witch King tried hard to get himself into the role of the Eternal King, and Tyrion had also changed. The Guardian of Ulthuan is now more like a A refined and easy-going old father.

"One thing to say, it is indeed a miracle. It can be seen that this guy is pretending to be generous and kind, but he doesn't know how long he can pretend. If he can, I hope it will be 10,000 years." Tyrion sneered, he thought for a while , turned around suddenly, and stretched out his hand.

Tyrion's action made Ryan instantly vigilant, but his father-in-law did not pull out the Yangyan Sword from his waist, but reached out to Ryan and invited him to shake hands: "So, come shake hands."

"I'm a little confused." Ryan smiled wryly and stretched out his hand: "Are you Tyrion, or someone else?"

"Before, I didn't like you, I was very arrogant to you, the trip to Usuan was, after that, I have always been too good, too strong, so that I can't tolerate someone who is as good as me, who is better than me A powerful existence." Tyrion squeezed Ryan's hand, and with a little force, he said with a smile: "I apologize to you for this, Ryan, are you willing to accept my apology?"

"What's the big deal, heh, who isn't young yet?" Ryan felt Tyrion's sincerity, and he really didn't care.

"Just don't hate me." Tyrion also felt Ryan's serious reply, and he nodded: "Okay, I should leave."

"Are you leaving now? The next thing is the banquet. This banquet will last until tomorrow morning. As Alisara's father, don't you stay and have a glass of wedding wine?" Ryan made a request to stay, he really I don't know what Tyrion wants to do.

This person must have changed his mind, right?

"If I go, the elves probably won't be able to celebrate?" Tyrion said lightly, he put on the hood again, his expression hidden in the shadows: "Besides, I didn't think about it. How to face them, I am guilty, and I have a sin that cannot be repaid."

"..." Ryan understood, the Gray Knight Primarch paused for a few seconds, and he understood everything: "I have never resented you, let alone vent my anger on Alisara."

"That's good, thank you, Ryan, thank you." Tyrion saw this and walked out of the courtyard, alone.

"Where are you going?" Ryan had fully understood, and he asked: "Perhaps, I can offer some suggestions."

"No, thank you." Tyrion whispered, "I know what else I can do."

"Don't worry, this won't be the last time you see me, I know the war is not over yet." Tyrion's back gradually faded away, leaving only his voice:

"The former guardian of Ulthuan, now there is nothing worthy of my protection."