Chapter 1335, the Position Is Finally Decided

The first snow in the imperial calendar year 2525 came earlier than before.

The day after the Battle of Brunswick.

The white snow fell slowly, turning the tortured city into a silver world. The emperor's power purified Brunswick forever, driving the city away from plague and corruption. Those annoying people The vines and poisonous moss were burned dry and banished forever, and the silt that blocked the river was completely purified. The turbid, yellow and bubbling Reik River re-exposed the river bed, and the crystal-clear river water once again flowed in the river.

In front of the ruin-like Palace Avenue, with the falling white snowflakes, the drumbeat of the military band was soft but firm.

Along the two ends of the Palace Avenue, the troika moved forward slowly following the rider's command. The best velvet cloth was draped on the carriage behind the carriage, and they followed the flying snow, along the road, towards the final journey.

Both sides of the Palace Avenue are local residents of Brunswick. The Battle of Brunswick is over. There are about 200,000 people alive in the city. They gathered on both sides of the road and silently watched the last journey of the human hero. .

On the left side of the road, there are the remaining troops of the empire, including but not limited to the Griffin Knights, the Brunswick Honor Guard, the Nur Armored Army, the Reik Guards, and the Blackstone Guards. They are lined up in a row, fully armed, and watching silently. The hero's coffin.

On the right side of the road, there are the Old Guards of Brittany, with tall bearskin hats, red and blue epaulettes, golden tassels, dark coats with white linings, the same legendary troops from Brittany. Line up to pay final tribute to the hero.

This is a simple state funeral, jointly initiated by Emperor Karl-Franz and King Lion Macado, held for Marshal Rick, Duke Griffin, and Marshal Lawn. The heroes paid their lives to protect the capital of the empire. Their glorious deeds will be remembered and sung until the end of the world.

The city was defended. It was very difficult and very risky to win. Half of the city was in ruins.

There is no joy of victory, no joy of survival. Almost everyone knows that this is just the end of a stage, and Chaos is far from being defeated.

But the empire was exhausted, and Britannia also suffered huge losses.

The two kings were sitting on the high platform of the palace. Emperor "Ascendant" Karl-Franz held the giant hammer of light in one hand and the hilt of the dragon's tooth sword in the other. The raw magical energy burning in his body made his body Whole again, his soul a hundred times stronger than ever. His throne room was hit by a comet, and a huge spiral of raw energy curled into the night sky outside, turning the place into a shimmering monochrome. The emperor's whole body was enveloped in golden light, and two white-gold flames trailed behind him. , pointing straight to the sky.

Sun King Ryan seemed even more sluggish. He had used too much power before, but in terms of momentum alone, the original body was not inferior to the emperor. On the surface of Ryan's body, the golden and silver lightning was always flashing. , the surroundings of the original body are like a huge whirlpool, swallowing up all the uncleanness. Using the artifact spear made from the weapon of destruction, my Lord stands on the ground. Endless miracles and light surround Ryan's body. With his fingers, ancient holy runes revolved around the goddess of revenge. Silver flames were always burning in Ryan's eyes. Behind him was a huge shadow of a sharp sword in the book. The pattern of iris flowers continued to form, disappear, and regenerate. interest.

The two leaders looked at the state funeral procession from a distance and started a conversation.

It's very quiet here in the Empire.

Geisel, the Grand Duke and Elector of Nord, also died in the battle. There are now only three electors left in the empire, namely the Imperial Baroness Emmanuel and the Archduke Alberich Haut of Stirland. Anderson, Elector Marius of Iverland, and Greg Mattak, chief wizard of the imperial royal family, stood behind them. He looked as dirty as before, although his long beard seemed to have faded. Half burnt.

At the end of yesterday's battle, Matak lured a large group of Nurgle God's Chosen Warriors to the Imperial Zoo. The Imperial Royal Chief Grand Wizard, who was at his wits' end, finally managed to wake up the Imperial Dragon. The dragon was very angry when it was woken up in its sleep, and took a bite Dragon Breath directly wiped out all the intruders, and almost even arranged for Mattak to do so.

The person responsible for supporting Marshal Rick's body was the emperor's son, Luitpold II. This prince showed no performance in the defense of Braunschweig, and did not even have a chance to show his face. He hid in the shelter for a long time. For a long time, it didn't appear until the end of the battle. Ryan discovered that Luitpold II's strength was very poor. He was only at the elite level when he was nearly thirty years old.

Not only did Heilberg die in the battle, Heilberg's lieutenant Hans Zentler and Reik's Guards Captain Hans Gentle were also killed in this battle. Hunter Marshal Wolfhart was seriously injured. The choice can only be made by Luitpold II.

The new Marshal Reik is Rudolf Lichtenstein.

The person responsible for supporting the spirit of Duke Griffon was Frederick. This was the emperor's wish and also Ryan's wish.

Similarly, Devonhill was responsible for helping Duke Lawn's soul. The young baron cried very sadly. Lawn had always been very kind to him. Devonhill did not expect Uncle Lawn to leave him in this way.

The nobles on Ryan's side will speak louder. The knights are discussing the situation of the war and how many troops can be mobilized in the old world.

The promoted Karl-Franz had mournful eyes. He watched the team go away. He was silent for a long time and finally spoke: "No matter what, the empire will always be grateful for the support of the Knight Kingdom. Ryan, my best friend, I can get your help." It's a pleasure and the Empire is honored."

"The spirit of chivalry prompted us to do this." Ryan nodded in response. The King of Knights accepted the emperor's thanks, but Ryan quickly got to the point: "If we don't come to assist you, then it will be our turn. .”

"No, we don't exist. You and everyone are us." Emperor Karl, the Ascended Emperor, looked very serious: "Archaon has only one plan, and that is to destroy the whole world. This is just the end of a stage. If he cannot be stopped, , then the whole world will be destroyed."

"Our strength is no longer enough." Ryan said seriously: "The Empire, Britannia, we can't gather 150,000 troops together, and Archaon has at least 1 million troops."

"This is not what we are discussing now." The ascended Karl looked at Ryan intently, his golden beard swaying along with the master's words: "We must gather all the eight wind incarnations before we can confront Archaon and seal the Chaos Teleportation. Door, rebuild the seal.”

"Prioritize finding the incarnation of Qi Bafeng?" Ryan hesitated: "You? Wind of Heaven?"

"Why don't you want to be the incarnation of the wind of light?" the emperor asked seriously.

"I don't need this kind of power." Ryan shook his head.

"Your pride will destroy you."

"If I choose to accept the power of the wind of light, it will destroy me." Ryan flatly refused.

There was an angry expression on the face of the promoted Karl. For a moment, he seemed to want to question, but his reason calmed him down. The emperor held a hammer in one hand and a sword in the other. He closed his eyes: "That's the goddess of revenge, right?" Bar?"

"Yes." Ryan held the hilt of the Fury's sword: "My father gave it to me."

"There are no two masters in the sky, and there can only be one master of mankind." The tone of the promoted Karl was full of provocation: "Now our primary enemy is Chaos. We will talk about other things later, but you can go Tell your father that sooner or later, I will challenge him and then blow his dead head with a Gail-Malaz. If he understands, he will surrender to me as soon as possible and still retain his position as elector. Otherwise, , between me and him, only one can survive."

"I will convey it truthfully." Ryan said with a smile, neither humble nor overbearing.

Seeing that Ryan's attitude was not clear-cut, the emperor deliberately avoided the matter of alliance and kept a calm expression throughout the process. Karl-Franz sighed softly: "Laun's death is a huge loss to the old world. I It’s not that I don’t want to come in person, but…”

"I know that only when the Maelstrom is unsealed can you go out in person." Ryan still put away his smile and shook his head: "If this is the fate of the knight, then so be it."

"Do you still obey the orders of that goddess?"

"I only trust my own judgment."

The emperor frowned.

Just now, the wind of light came through the sky and rushed towards Ryan. It seemed that he wanted to use Ryan as his host. To be honest, Ryan's power is very consistent with the wind of light. If he is willing to join the Eight Winds Incarnation ranks, then the final battle will be more certain by one or two points.

However, Ryan flatly rejected the power of the wind of light: "I don't need this power."

After Bright Wind was rejected by Ryan, he immediately chose the Gray Knight Supreme Master Kaldo Diego, who was standing behind him and was also seriously injured. Who knew that Diego also flatly refused: "I don't need this power."

After being rejected twice in a row, Bright Wind did not look for a host in Brunswick, but flew directly towards the north.

The two monarchs sat together, the emperor was silent, and the King of Knights was equally silent. They all just watched the state funeral procession disappear at the end of their sight.

After a long time, the emperor took the initiative to speak again: "Although Brunswick was defended, the city has no defensive value. I think we can move to Nuer, or Aviheim."

"Yes, you can." Ryan said lightly. The Knight King shook his head tiredly: "You are the emperor."

Karl glanced at Knight Queen Surya sitting on Ryan's right, and he sighed: "Now is the time when we need all our allies."

"I have brought all the allies I can summon." Ryan pointed to Araloth and Badr-Crimson standing below: "The next step is up to you."

"Then we will take a short rest and move to Nuer. We can also get food supplies from the Aiwei Territory and Britannia and gather the remaining troops." The promoted Karl looked at the Imperial Baroness Ai who was standing below. Milia, the emperor took out the map and analyzed: "As long as Middenheim still holds on, we still have a chance. But now we must wait until the incarnations of the eight winds are gathered."

"Who will be the incarnations of the eight winds?" Ryan thought. He did not reject the emperor's proposal, but he also did not agree.

The emperor became more and more aware of what Ryan was thinking, but there was currently no good way to solve the problem. The emperor could only say: "If you don't consider accidents, in fact, the most likely incarnation of the Eight Winds is the Eight Winds of Lustria. Each demon toad corresponds to a kind of wind."

"Then we're doomed." Ryan grinned and said with an awkward smile: "The demon toads will only consider their own big plans. They may fight against Chaos, but they will never do what we imagined."

"It is precisely because of the big plan that the demon toads will not choose to become hosts." Karl the Ascended shook his head: "It will take some time to confirm the incarnation of the Eight Winds. During this period, while Archaon has not gone south in person, we must save up Strength, come, Ryan, my best friend, let us fight this war side by side."

"For now, that's all we can do." Ryan also sighed: "Then in what name?"

The emperor's heart shrank. What originally belonged to Woten or Luitpold II could not be saved after all.

In this case, why not do something simple? Fighting the End, fighting Archaon, requires the power of Llane and his brothers, much more.

So after the state funeral was over, the emperor ordered all the nobles of the empire to gather in front of the Brittanians. The emperor's shining figure sat on the throne. He said to everyone: "My ministers of the empire, the Battle of Brunswick is... This disaster for the empire is also my responsibility. It was my failure to do a good job that allowed the Yankees to invade our capital and reduce the empire to a large ruin."

"Over the past few months, more than 10 million Imperial citizens have been killed on our soil. For this, as the Emperor, I cannot escape the responsibility. I declare that I will shoulder this responsibility until the end. Within a year after everything ends at Yanzhi, I will take the initiative to step down as emperor of the empire!"

The words of the promoted Karl were heard on the palace avenue like earth-shattering, and people were whispering to each other in shock!

The emperor plans to abdicate at the end of the day? !

Who will the throne be passed to?

Is it Luitpold II? Is it Frederick? Is it Watten, Charlemagne’s chosen champion? Or Marius, Haut-Anderson, or someone else... some Sylvanian?

Luitpold II and Frederick, who were standing in the audience, seemed to have a premonition. They looked at each other and looked away with a strong smell of gunpowder. Almost in an instant, the generals and courtiers of the pro-Nur faction They immediately began to stand in line. The generals and courtiers of the pro-Rick faction were few in number, but they stood firmly behind Luitpold II.

"I have chosen a master for you who will be strong and unstoppable." Karl, the ascendant, tapped the golden griffon pattern on the throne and said slowly: "Frey! Come on stage!"

Frederick only felt that his hands were shaking. He walked forward quickly, walked up the steps step by step, walked to the emperor, knelt down on one knee: "Godfather... Your Majesty!"

"Frey, in my opinion, among all the suitable candidates, you are the best. You are brave, witty, fearless, and have a noble character. I deeply appreciate you. You will be able to succeed the throne and be the best inheritor of the golden spirit. I As the current Emperor Karl-Franz, the Imperial Parliament immediately initiates a voting resolution, and I propose to appoint Baron Frederic and Noor as the next Imperial Crown Prince. Now, everyone can vote."

After speaking, the emperor, who also held the identity of Rick's elector, first raised his hand to express his agreement.

Imperial Lady Emilia's eyes shone, and Lane's little maid immediately raised her hand in agreement.

Marius had a stinking look on his face, and Archduke Ivey raised his hand in agreement without any hesitation.

The Grand Duke of Steele, Hout Anderson, hesitated for a moment, but still raised his hand to express his agreement.

The Acting Archbishop of the Church of Justice looked at the flames of the twin-tailed comet trail behind the emperor, and raised his hands in helplessness in agreement.

"Okay, that's five votes." The emperor nodded: "Then even if we count Boris and Great Ulric who are not here, we still have an absolute majority. Then, as the emperor of the empire, I declare that the procedure is valid. From now on Starting today, Baron Frederick will be the crown prince of our empire and the next emperor of our empire!"

"Dong~dong~dong~"

Three rings of the wooden hammer, the resolution is passed!

After nearly two hundred years, the imperial throne will soon return to Nuer!

Seeing this scene, Ryan finally had a smile on his face.

His layout was finally completed.

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