Proof of the Sun King

"Before that, two ladies, I would like to ask, what do you think of the Little Eternal Queen..." Talleyrand first sold it for a while, and then the lame asked in turn: "Uh, that is, the two ladies, Do you think it is necessary to organize a rescue army?"

"Suria, what do you think?" Morgiana couldn't help frowning when she thought of Alisara. The Lake God Witch first thought of the two guys who circled around the little queen, the unpleasant eldest son Frederick and the sweet and likable one, Devon Hill who called her Aunt Morgiana, and then Ryan.

The witch of the lake **** suddenly felt a little pain, numbness, and itching in her lower abdomen. She looked directly at Suria and signaled to Talleyrand that Suria should make a decision.

"I won't be grateful to us." Surya said calmly, "High-level elves are not dwarves."

Sure enough, as I expected, this is much easier to handle, the lame feels like a mirror in his heart.

But he still had to add another sentence: "But what do you mean..."

"This is not what I mean, this is what our Brittany court means." Sulia corrected slightly.

"Then it's a lot easier to handle." Talleyrand nodded immediately. With these words, he dared to reveal his plan: "What we have to do is to do nothing."

"Do nothing?" Suria mused, while Morgiana sneered.

"Yes." Talleyrand nodded, the **** didn't look at Morgiana, but explained directly to Suria: "Madam, I know Asul, we said before, whether we save this kind of thing, Still not saved, the end of being hated by the high elves is doomed, after all, the existence of the three guards in the bad land will make us more or less angry."

Both Suria and Morgiana nodded at this.

"Therefore, our best course of action is to keep silent, we do nothing, we neither prepare for rescue, nor do we do any questioning or apology." Talleyrand leaned on the ground with a cane: " We have only one thing to do, and that is to send the news of the little queen to the Phoenix Royal Court and Ulthuan in earnest, and that is enough."

"But over the high elves..." Surya seemed to understand: "Also, are you teaching me to do things?"

"Perhaps the Asuls still think so, but the fact is that Ulthuan is no longer the suzerainty of the world." Talleyrand nodded with a smile: "If you want to help, you can, take the initiative to come and mention it, otherwise, no one is more noble than the other. Aren't nations equal? ​​Are the great lords of Tyrion and the elven princes still living in the dream of the tributary system of the elven empire?"

"It's a good idea. This matter has nothing to do with us. It's up to the dwarves." Morgiana agreed almost immediately: "Let the elves and the dwarves argue."

"And in the current situation, it is almost impossible for the high-level and dwarf to reach a consensus. When they quarrel, the sky is broken and they will forget us." Suria also nodded with satisfaction: "Unless the little queen can really be rescued... …”

"There's another reason, it generally takes three months for the messenger to travel from Le-Angouran, to Ossuan, and back again." Talleyrand added: "This back and forth, a lot of things will happen. Changes, we just need to wait and see the changes, His Majesty has also returned from Obiang, and then we will discuss it according to the situation and adapt to the situation."

"As for chivalry, we will not do nothing indifferently. Her Royal Highness the little queen Elisala is an old friend, good friend and witness of our friendship in Brittany. We can take this matter seriously. Tell the knights, nobles and commoners that the people of Brittany, who uphold chivalrous heart and zeal for justice and enthusiasm, spontaneously organized a chivalrous army to go to the badlands to rescue the eternal little queen. What spirit does this embody? This is not true Did it destroy the glorious chivalry spirit of our Brittany?" Talleyrand clapped his palms: "Of course, all this is organized by the people spontaneously, and has nothing to do with our court."

This **** is really easy to use, and Ryan did the right thing by leaving him to me.

The knight queen thought so.

But a certain thought rose from Surya's heart, making the knight queen very vigilant.

This cripple... is too smart, he almost counts everything, even the court of Ulthuan is in his calculation, I am afraid that even the reaction of me and Morgiana will also...

interesting.

Really interesting.

Surya chose to accept the challenge, and the knight queen pretended to inadvertently said: "The weather is good today, Talleyrand, look, the sky is clear, and there is only one cloud above the sky outside the castle. It looks really strange."

"???" Morgiana's face was full of confusion. It was a sunny day in August, and there were no clouds in the sky.

Talleyrand immediately smiled and said: "Yes, the sun is shining on the earth, and this cloud is not needed, but the cloud also has the use of the cloud."

"The clouds will block the light of the sun, how can it be said to be a benefit?" Suria said with a smile: "When drinking afternoon tea, too many clouds will make the atmosphere gloomy."

"Without the cloud cover, the sun's light is too strong, it will burn passers-by and plants." Talleyrand said respectfully: "The cloud will block the sun, but it can also bring down the rain. Your Majesty said that the cloud is in the blue sky and the water is in the bottle. Everything changes with the seasons, some clouds will become water, some water will become clouds, everything is determined by the sun and climate environment, you see, Your Majesty, isn't there only one sun on that cloud?"

Surya couldn't help but chuckle, and the queen wondered why Ryan liked to talk with Talleyrand.

Really interesting.

"Let's decide then." Suria took another look at Talleyrand, and the knight queen finally made a decision: "Send an envoy to inform the high-quality ambassador of Marienburg, His Excellency Taimag-den-Carbon, Eight Peaks Mountain. Also over there, ask King Belgar, how the Eternal Peak will react."

"Yes!"

A few days later, the disappearance of the Little Eternal Queen soon shocked the upper echelons of the Old World.

Among them, Frederick, Baron Noor, jumped up almost immediately upon hearing the news.

What? The high-precision envoys are completely destroyed? Little Queen Alisara is missing?

This... how is this possible?

Frederick's first reaction was to go to his mother, Queen Emilia of the Empire.

At this time, Emilia was doing maintenance in her palace. Ryan's little maid didn't like hot weather. In July and August, Emilia spent most of her time in her elector. Inside the palace, dealing with internal affairs, reading reports, drinking afternoon tea, holding banquets, listening to operas and holding academic lectures, I lived a very pleasant life. Or if there is a major trial that requires the Countess to attend, Emilia will show up.

This year's Nur is relatively calm compared to the bad situation of the empire, and the Wessenland also encountered the problems of beastmen, greenskin rampage and food production reduction, but Frederick has grown into an excellent commander at this time, The baron has recently been bringing the provincial army with a small number of Nuer elites to constantly clean up the threats of beasts and greenskins. As for the reduction of food production, the industrial city of Nuer has indeed caused some trouble, but due to Emilia and Sun King Ryan Due to the special relationship, Noor can easily import a large amount of grain from Brittany, and he does not need to take the trade route of the profiteers of Marienburg, so the increase in grain prices on the market is barely acceptable.

As for the issue of fever, Nur can also get wood elves medicines from the Oliver Chamber of Commerce.

"Mom, we must hurry up and organize an army to rescue Her Majesty Alisara!" Frederick pushed open the door and saw his mother lying lazily on a whole piece of agate stone imported from Araby. On the big bed, there was a full set of Assur blankets and satin pillows imported from Ulthuan, next to a maid who was serving pastries and afternoon tea, the Imperial Countess let her long blond hair loose behind her head, and was holding one. The famous books "Mrs. Stewart" and "Widowhood for Half a Year" published by Bennoor University are being read with great interest.

"Mom, why are you still here?" Frederick looked distressed, and the baron rushed directly to his mother and stomped his feet: "His Royal Highness Alisara has been arrested!"

"Oh, is it?" Emilia looked up at Frederick and continued to read the picture book of the novel: "That's really bad."

"Yeah, the situation is very bad, Mom, I propose that we should immediately organize an army to rescue Alisala." Frederick was excited: "Now in the whole old world, only our empire has the ability to immediately An army has been organized, and my father's army of chivalry is still on the expedition to Orbian."

"Is this necessary?" Emilia's eyes didn't leave the book at all, and the Imperial Countess said casually: "That's a matter between the high-level and the dwarves, and what does it have to do with us."

"This is related to the safety of the old world!" Frederick continued to be very excited, and the baron jumped up and down: "If the little queen can't be rescued, then the battle of the long beard is very likely to repeat! The alliance of order will be broken, mother, you too Don't want to see the whole old world go to war?"

"Still caught in the flames of war, I see, you are reluctant to Alisala, right?" Emilia sighed, all the son's careful thoughts were hidden in front of his mother, and Frederick bowed embarrassedly But he was still stubborn: "I am also thinking of my father, godfather and mother, and... Alisara told me that we will meet again."

"Do you know how much manpower and material resources it takes to organize a large army to expedition to the badlands?" Emilia's tone was blaming and doting, and the imperial duchess looked at her beloved son and stretched out her hand to mess up Frey. Derek's hair: "Look at your father's Bafengshan Great Expedition, how many troops have been organized, how many logistical materials have been prepared, and how much manpower and material resources have been spent? In the end, he was lucky enough to get timely support from the wood elves? Now I don't even know where the little queen is going."

"But..." Frederick was about to refute, when Emilia interrupted his son's words: "According to the information, there is no doubt that the undead took Alisala to the south of Iron Peak Castle. Far? Thousands of kilometers away! Think about it again, the undead can destroy hundreds of high-elf envoys and thousands of dwarf legions in one day. How strong is it? Even Nuer's army If you don’t organize an expeditionary force with a scale of more than 20,000 people, there is no chance. Then the problem comes again, thousands of kilometers away, how much logistics and military wages will an expeditionary force of 20,000 people consume?”

"I……"

"How are you going to convince the city council to form an expeditionary force? Your father's attack on Bafeng Mountain has a huge reward that can be determined. Even if he helps the empire to resist the invasion of Motkin, the entire logistics and military salaries are also paid by the empire. How about you? "

"This……"

"Okay, even if you know where Alisara is, you have also formed an army and handled logistics, my son, what do you rely on to win? Nuer has only three sanctuary powerhouses, Justice Theodore. -Bruckner, Elspeth von Draken, the head of the Amethyst Academy, and Bernt Abelwald, the newly-raised beast department sanctuary great wizard, who can you impress? Yourself? Do you think you're as good at commanding as your dad is, and can pull off epic victories like the Battle of the Three Kings? Or do you think you're like your dad who can take on Nefrata and Gul, two veteran sanctuary powerhouses, at the same time? Or have the confidence to have friends everywhere like your father, with dwarves, elves, and even Tomb King allies constantly saving the army from peril?"

Frederick was completely sunk, and the baron cried and said: "Really, is there really no way? Mom?"

"Anyway, I won't help you convince the city council, and I won't open the Noor vault or my private vault for you." Emilia shook her head.

"Then...then I'll go to the godfather!" Frederick was furious.

"Go, don't come back when you go. Also, neither the Nur Iron Armored Army nor the Blackstone Guards are allowed to move. Your personal guards can take them away." Emilia signaled that her son could get out: "Funds too, except for Your own salary and the pocket money I gave you, no other funds are allowed to be used."

"Damn!" Frederick was completely helpless: "Damn it!"

At the same time, the exact same thing happened in the Earl of Glamorgan.

Surya's behavior is almost exactly the same as Emilia's. The gentle and virtuous knight queen directly told Devon Hill to send troops to rescue it is impossible, at least everything has to wait for your father to return from Obiang.

And Devonhill is much weaker than Frederick. He has neither fought on the battlefield, commanded the army like his brother, nor even has a source of income.

Unable to convince his mother, Devonhill rolled his eyes.

He played with his uncle's idea.

Sharon Forest, Redfish Village, Angron Manor in late August.

"Don't go." Angron's head shook like a rattle: "Just don't go."

"Uncle! I beg you!" Devonhill pulled the hem of Angron's oversized shirt, the young baron blushed and looked excited: "Only you, only you can help!"

"I won't go anyway." Angron continued to shake his head. There was no bored expression on the face of the World Eater Primarch, but he was very determined: "It's useless to say anything, I won't go."

"But uncle, listen to me." In order to welcome his nephew, Angron personally cooked a cheese and beef baked Tyrell noodles, and also made a large half of the roast goose. Ignoring his nephew's pushes and pulls, he served the delicious food on the clean and tidy table, and listened to Devon Hill's chatter: "We must save Alisara, if we can't save the little queen, Then the Battle of Longbeard is very likely to be repeated! The alliance of order will be broken..."

"I don't want to know about that. You should tell your parents about these things. I'm just an unpretentious old farmer." Angron then shook his head, the Primarch looked at his nephew and smiled: "Da It’s a hot day, you’re tired from coming all the way, eat something, and take a rest in the afternoon before going back.”

"Uncle!" Devonhill roared angrily, "Are you listening to me?"

"I'm listening." Angron nodded at first, but then shook his head again: "I said, those things have nothing to do with me, I won't go, you go find someone else."

"But only you..."

"Go find someone else."

"Angron!" Devonhill, who was in a fit of anger, directly picked up the iron plate and the big bowl on the table, and threw the whole bowl of Tyrell noodles and the whole plate of roast goose directly at Angron's face: "I'm begging you! Your nephew is begging you!"

Angron's eyes narrowed, and the king of chop stretched out his arm like lightning. He held the big bowl with one hand from the air, flicked his wrist and moved left and right, and put all the noodles that splashed out of the air back into the bowl.

The other hand held the lower part of the iron plate, and the plate was rotated up and down in Angron's hands, like a Wanhua mirror, and the chopped roast goose was rearranged.

"Boom~" The pottery bowl and iron plate were placed on the table, Angron looked at Devon Hill, who was stunned, and still shook his head: "Stop doing useless work with me, it is impossible for me to save What the eternal little queen, the outside affairs have nothing to do with me, I will say it for the last time, if you don't want to have lunch here~www.wuxiaspot.com~ you should go back as soon as possible."

"...You will regret it, uncle." Devonhill gritted his teeth and said, "It will definitely be."

"No." Angron continued to shake his head.

The roast goose legs fell on the iron plate.

The Primarch watched as his nephew mounted on the horse and left. Seeing Devon Hill's disappearing figure, Angron's eyes suddenly flashed memories.

Will you regret it?

Do not.

I am Angron, I will never regret it!

…………I am the dividing line that never regrets…………

Marienburg's high-fidelity ambassador, Taimag, was so frightened that he slumped to the ground after hearing the news that the envoys had been wiped out and the little queen disappeared.

His future is over.

But this is not the time to be depressed, Taimag immediately dispatched the fastest clipper to send the news to Ulthuan! At the same time, he immediately prayed to Asuryan, and prayed that the Lord of the Phoenix would bless the little queen to return safely.

The embassy is wiped out! Alisara, the eternal little queen who symbolizes the future of Azul, has disappeared. After confirmation from the old world, it should be captured by the last vampire count Manfred von Carstein with an army of undead!

After the news of 100,000 hurricanes reached Ulthuan, the entire high-level clan was shocked.

In 2520 of the imperial calendar, at the beginning of October, the Kingdom of Itaine, the capital Lothern, the Royal Court of the Phoenix, and the High Elf War Council.

Tyrion, the war lord, rushed from Avalon without sleep, and summoned all the heroes of the high elves.

Phoenix King Finnuba didn't have time to speak, but Tyrion stopped Finnuba directly. The war lord's eyes were red, and his handsome face that made the gods jealous was already twisted, holding the sword of Yang Yan. The veins in the hand burst out, the blade and the scabbard collided violently, and the sound was endless.

"You gentlemen, Alisara, she was taken away by the undead!!!"