Proof of the Sun King

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On the Moros Plain, the Seagod Knights have landed here, and Bodric, the Duke of Poldero, is camping here with five hundred Seagod Knights and five hundred serfs.

Normally, the army of the Principality of Boldero is far more than that, but after all, it is fighting in a foreign country. Although the nobles of Estalia are generally weak, if they really send a huge army seriously. When the army enters, Estalia will still have opinions.

Inside Lane's tent, the Count himself just went out, and the rest were the dark elves and the witch Garland. Veronica was sitting in front of the mirror and dressing up. She carefully put on light makeup for herself, put on lipstick, and wore jewelry. The elf was already dressed. She sat on a simple marching boat and played with the dagger in her hand, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Speaking of which, Ms. Olika, it seems that you rarely go out on adventures with Ryan, do you?" Veronica said to the mirror, through which she looked at the dark elf on the camp bed.

"I don't like to come out. If it wasn't for the master's resolute intention this time, I wouldn't come out either." The dark elf is still hostile to Veronica, or Orika faces everyone in Lane's backyard. With a touch of hostility, Orika flipped the butterfly dagger in her hand and said in an unspeakably weird tone: "The master's will belongs to the master, as for your thoughts, it doesn't matter."

"Then your thoughts are important?" Veronica retorted: "Since you obey the master's will, why do you care about my thoughts?"

"Because the master said, I need to listen to your opinions on some issues." The dark elf said a little tangled: "But I hate to obey the orders of the weak, so I advise you not to command me, witch, otherwise I will not Know that I will obey the master, or let you suffer."

"Let me suffer? Ms. Olica, are you confident to defeat me?" Sure enough, Veronica was dissatisfied with Olica's high profile, she turned her head, and her tone was slightly angry: "Or Can we find a chance?"

"I promised my master that I wouldn't fight you." The dark elf shook his head: "I can only tell you, even if I don't use magic power, I only need a few tricks to defeat you, and you won't have time to cast spells."

"What if you use magic power?" Veronica agrees with this point. The dark elves are obviously good at using all kinds of daggers and hidden weapons in addition to casting spells. If there is no defense, the spellcaster is the most difficult to deal with. People, but Olika is obviously a very powerful spellcaster herself, which makes it difficult.

Unlike humans, elves are a race that can fight while casting spells. This is a racial talent that cannot be envied.

"Normal magic power confrontation is not too difficult, but unfortunately my magic power can only come from the master." Olika shook her head, the dark elf put her white silk feet into her little boots and stood up: "But in I'll be enough to beat you three times before I run out of magic."

"You've always kept a secret. After staying with Ryan for seven years, we all treated you as a simple maid." Veronica knew that Ryan didn't want her backyard to catch fire, and Witch Garland also felt that there was a relationship between the two of them. There was no point in fighting. She looked at the dark elf and thoughtfully: "Is this your disguise? Or did Ryan want you to be like this?"

"This has nothing to do with you. Since the master doesn't want conflict between us, then I won't take the initiative to do anything to you." The dark elf suddenly sighed: "You can understand, after more than two hundred years of emptiness and boredom Have you finally found a sense of direction in your life?"

"You let me, a human, experience the thoughts of your elves?" Veronica spit out bluntly, she hung a pair of diamond earrings on her ears: "Are you too strong?"

"Humans always envy the longevity of elves." Olika whispered: "But what they don't know is that elves are a cursed race. Ever since Asuryan created us, the Lord of the Phoenix decided not to let elves have immortality. Therefore, although elves live a very long life, they will still gradually age and die. Elves that are strong enough can avoid this rule and live longer, and Asuryan will curse them. Those who are over a thousand years old have long lifespans, but even if they are If you don't die in battle or die of illness, you will gradually lose the 'feeling of being alive', and eventually lose interest in everything and kill yourself."

"The gods of humans always try their best to protect their people, but the gods of elves are so harsh?" Veronica said strangely, and the witch was aroused: "Can you say more?"

"In order to maintain the feeling of being alive, Asul, the high elves as you call them, chooses to immerse themselves in all kinds of aesthetics, arts and pleasures, and Duruzi, the dark elves, choose to indulge our own **, let the killing and Physical passion maintains our feelings, and as for Eslay, our cousins ​​choose to integrate with nature and use the power of the age oaks and forest spirits to keep themselves alive and long.” Olika said indifferently: "Elves are afraid of death, and even more afraid of losing the feeling of being alive."

"What about you?" Veronica continued.

"Master casts out Asuryan's curse for me." The dark elf's amber eyes revealed a faint emotion: "His psionic wall not only helped me cut off Slaanesh's eyes, but also helped me banish Asuryan. The curse that all elves, including the Witch King himself, are trying to get rid of, but no one has ever succeeded, and the master actually did it."

"No wonder, no wonder you are so devoted to Ryan." Veronica finally understood.

The surrender of the dark elves is far from being as simple as it seems on the surface. Olika will eventually surrender and be loyal to Ryan's maid just because Ryan himself is too special. Change to another human being, no matter how powerful. It is impossible to get the heart of this dark elf in front of you!

"Ms. Olika." Veronica put down the vanity case, and she smiled suddenly.

"Um?"

"I like Ryan, and you like Ryan too. In general, shouldn't we be on one side?" Veronica said with a smile.

"...It's true in theory." Olika hesitated for a moment, and finally agreed.

"That's it."

…………I am the dividing line of private conversation…………

There was not much movement in Ryan's small tent, and no one noticed the movement here. At this time, many sea **** knights and great nobles were meeting in the big tent.

The Holy Grail Knight Federmond arrived late because he went out to survey the terrain. He walked quickly into the tent, and saw that the tent was already full of Seagod Knights, while the highest-ranking Duke Bodrick and Glamorgan Earl Ryan sat opposite to each other, Bodrick sat on the right, and Ryan sat on the left, indicating his noble status after the Duke of Bodrick.

Seeing Federmond coming in, the deputy head of the Seagod Knights, Sir Hoolf, and Duke Bodrick's magic advisor took the initiative to make way for a position. Fourth overall, higher than all the Cavaliers but lower than Bodrick, Ryan and Sir Hoolf.

"Fedmond, my son, you have done a very beautiful job this time." The well-armed Duke Poldereau looked at his son sitting down with a happy expression, which was always serious and majestic. Rare for Bodrick: "Not only have you managed to avoid a bad relationship with the local nobles, but you have also opened up new trade routes for us, and you've done a great job."

Hearing his father's praise, the Holy Grail Knight felt rather strange. He quickly lowered his head and said, "This is all of Your Excellency Ryan's diplomatic strength, not mine. Father, I will not steal credit from others."

"But you did as he said, and this is a great improvement." Duke Bodrick stroked his goatee and nodded with satisfaction: "Now you understand that as a Holy Grail Knight to protect the goddess' land and as a qualified Is there a difference between the lords who rule the territories?"

"Yes... father." Federmond lowered his head a little unwillingly.

There have been many conflicts between the father and son in internal affairs. Federmond once felt that many of Bodrick's policy measures and methods of dealing with problems were not chivalrous enough. No wonder he never became a Holy Grail Knight, and when he really saw After how Ryan handled the problem, Federmond had to admit reluctantly that there was a way to balance the two, but he was not good enough.

"Lord Ryan, became a Holy Grail Knight nine years ago, twenty-four years old, Lord Callard, just became a Holy Grail Knight, thirty-eight years old, Federmond, my son, you only became a Holy Grail Knight at fifty-three years old, Usually you have to ask these seniors for more advice, don’t know how to govern your own territory as a duke just because you are recognized by the lady, you still have a lot to learn.” Bodrick said solemnly.

"Fedmond learns quickly." Ryan nodded with a smile: "There is always a process. Protecting the land given to us by the lady is the best devotion to her. Federmond is your heir. He will inherit your title one day in the future, so he cannot protect the Lady's Holy Land like the other Knights of the Holy Grail."

"Your Excellency Federmond is extremely talented. My Duke, he is just not used to it. With an excellent mentor like Ryan, it doesn't take too much time." Sir Hoolf, the deputy head of the Seagod Knights, quickly added: " Just two weeks makes a big difference."

"Yes, that's why I asked you to bring him. The future belongs to you young people." Duke Bodrick also clicked, and seeing the effect had already arrived, he no longer talked about Federmond, but It is to signal the attendant to take out the map.

This is to hold a military meeting. All the knights are sitting upright and listening carefully.

We are going to ambush these rogue knights on the plains of Moros, so I chose this place. Duke Boderick pointed his finger to a very good flat on the Moros Plain: "The rogue knights are scheduled to deliver here, so we will ambush them here."

"But my duke, if this is the case, don't we want the rogue knights to occupy a very good terrain? We have to rush out of the woods, and the rogue knights are located on the plain and can easily be lined up. Charge us." A Seagod Knight raised an objection, he thought it was really not a good idea to give up the terrain advantage in this way.

"No, we need this." Duke Bodrick had already made up his mind, he pointed to the plain and said, "Everyone, you know why the rogue knights will negotiate with Estalia's mercenary group to hand over the Is the location of the goods set here?"

"Because it's convenient and open." Federmond took the conversation, he looked at the terrain carefully, his eyes lit up: "Because it is convenient for the large-scale movements of the cavalry, if there is any accident, the rogue knights can retreat smoothly. ."

"That's right." Ryan also nodded, observing the terrain: "If the rogue knights want to escape at all costs, then we simply can't wipe them out and take back the Seagod Trident, so we have to create an illusion, This group of rogue knights has an illusion that this wave is very stable, and what they encountered was only a small group of knights who were searching for the whereabouts of the Seagod Trident, and they should take the initiative to attack."

"That's right, in this case, coupled with the internal communication of the Magritte Pioneer Group, we can have the opportunity to completely destroy this group of rogue knights and get back my family heirloom." Duke Bodrick nodded: "Fei Demond and Hoolf, you lead 30 Sea God Knights to lure the enemy first, and when the enemy starts to charge, Ryan and I will lead all the troops and immediately follow."

"Yes!" The military discussion ended.

The next day, early in the morning, the Moros Plain.

A group of about 100 rogue knights and more than 300 knights and servants were fully armed, riding horses, and slowly drove into the plain in the early morning mist. The land is flat, and there is a very special place. The shallow creek, the sparse forest nearby, and despite the poor visibility due to the early morning fog, Guilam du Chastillon, the leader of the rogue knights, felt smug.

After months of hard work, it is finally coming to fruition.

Gillam is a Brittanian, and he used to be a Knight of the Kingdom of Brittany. He used to have a proud past. Unfortunately, he committed crimes because he did evil, robbed caravans, and molested women everywhere. The great sin, after the incident, by the order of Morgiana, the witch of the lake god, Gillam was deprived of the title of knight and exiled.

Every year in Brittany, some knights are punished by Morgiana for gross negligence and misconduct. The witch of the lake god, as the religious leader of the kingdom of knights, often supervises the behavior of the knights. The most serious punishment is to be punished by Morgiana. Jaina turns into a frog and can only eat bugs for a lifetime. Unless she gets a kiss from an underage girl, she has a small chance to break Morgiana's curse.

Morgiana had hoped that Gillam would be able to commit crimes and regain his own glory in the process of exile, but Gillam chose to betray after being secretly hired by the Estalia Merchant Alliance, and he used up his savings. A group of rogue knights was assembled, and it took more than two months to get through the tomb of the family of Duke Poldro, and took out the Seagod Trident.

The Estalia Merchant Union offered 10,000 Exelents for this.

Once he got the money, Gillam intended to form a new order of knights in Magritte, as a mercenary activity, they were willing to sell his sword to anyone until enough wealth was accumulated and a title of nobility was acquired.

The future is still bright~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Just no longer living in Brittany, Gillam thought with disdain, how the guidance of the fairy of the lake was more important than his personal enjoyment, in Egypt Stalia, he can do whatever he wants, can anyone else manage it?

Ah, he feels a little bit missing women again, he thinks of the peasant family he broke into last night, the peasant's dead eyes and the look of his daughter piercing her stomach with a lance after Gillam finished lifting her pants.

Today is the time for delivery. Gillam du Chastillon nodded inwardly. Not far away, the head of the Magritte Pioneer Group has led a team of more than 1,000 servants equipped with a large number of firearms. The Corps is waiting.

The head of the mercenary group is called Rodrigo, he has a bald head and a stubble. When he saw the rogue knights appear, he signaled the mercenaries to prepare for battle, and then said quite arrogantly: "What? "

Gillam frowned, and the leader of the rogue knight raised his hand toward his knights.

Two rogue knights carried a rectangular wooden box, pulled the sackcloth, and opened the box.

The Trident of the Sea God, the treasure of the family of the Duke of Poldro, lay quietly inside the box.

"Well, that's right, it's the Seagod Trident." Rodrigo, head of the Magritte Pioneer Corps, nodded: "Then we'll accept it."

"Wait! What about the promised commission?!" Gillam instinctively alerted, he felt something was wrong.

"The commission is here." Rodrigo motioned for his men to open three large boxes filled with gold coins.

"Okay, let's get started..."

"An enemy has appeared!" As soon as the voice fell, a rogue knight noticed something was wrong, and he shouted: "Captain! There is an enemy! It is the Seagod Knight!"

"How many enemies are there?"

"About thirty rides!"

"Okay! Let's defeat this group of Sea God Knights first!"