Warhammer Wizard

The New Year is 2536 years.

On the first day of the new year, Northrael, the capital of the empire, was immersed in a festive atmosphere. It snowed heavily last night, but it had been cleaned up in the morning.

A few days ago was God's Christmas, and merchants on the street hung purple gauze in front of their doors, painted with magic runes representing the blessing of the goddess. When the wind blows, the gauze flutters like a flag, and there is peace and joy in the air.

With smiles on their faces, people greet each other with New Year's greetings when they meet.

But this year is different.

Because today is the inauguration ceremony of the new consul, on the way from Marlinger Manor to Fuberden Castle, the Rick Praetorian Guards are in full formation before dawn, and traffic control is carried out, but it does not prevent the citizens from staying on the side of the road, waiting for the ruling The officer's team passed by.

Nine in the morning.

when……

A magic bell rang out from the Temple of Truth in Falberden Castle, and it spread throughout Northrael.

On the west side of Mount West on the western outskirts of the city, the gate of Maringo Manor was open, and a group of knights ran out first, each of them wearing silver-white enchanted armor, and under them were tall dragon-scale war horses, holding spears. The imperial square flag on the pole is majestic and awe-inspiring.

Square flags lined up for hundreds of people, clearing the way ahead.

Followed by the most elite knight battalion of Rick's Janissaries.

In the middle of the team, the commander of the Guards, Heskto, rode a black dragon that turned into a black warhorse, two meters behind, and followed the other, taller and more handsome warhorse.

This is a warhorse covered with golden scales. The red mane is like a burning flame. A pair of broad flame wings are folded and folded on the sides. A dazzling long ponytail is dragged. The head and eyes of the horse are as black as ink. A wisp of misty shadow energy.

It is a pegasus transformed from the golden three-headed dragon Borchi.

Ren was on horseback.

Today, he put on exquisite tailor-made armor. The shape is simple and elegant, which sets off his strong and slender figure. As always, he wears a large blood-colored cloak behind his back. He wears the Soul Eater Blade as a matching sword on his waist, and wears it side by side on his left chest. Two badges, one is the double-headed eagle emblem representing the consul, and the other is the family emblem of the Augustus family.

Ren held his head high and his chest was high, his handsome face kept a faint smile, which made people feel close and majestic.

Dazzling in the crowd, one can catch everyone's attention at a glance.

Even the sixty extreme warriors in a row followed around, and they looked a little dim under Ren's dazzling halo.

The knights of the Rick Guards surrounded Ren, and more than a thousand people, like a whole, came down from West Mountain unhurriedly and moved towards Nothril.

The team quickly entered the city.

The citizens of the imperial capital looked forward to it, and when they saw the team of consuls approaching from a distance, they cheered enthusiastically, rushing to both sides of the street to get a glimpse of the youngest consul in history.

blah blah blah...

With the uniform sound of hoofs, the fluttering imperial flag came oncoming, and the tall and mighty knights kept rhythm galloping down the street.

"Master Consul!"

"The goddess is on top!"

"I saw the consul, so young and handsome... May the goddess protect the consul and the empire!"

"His horse is so beautiful!"

"Is that the Ultramarine? The most powerful extraordinary army in the world, it's terrible!"

Behind the human wall formed by the Rick Praetorian Guards, there were crowds of people, and the citizens shouted happily. Every window and roof facing the street was full of people. Some people solemnly salute the team, some people pray loudly, and some people face the procession. The consul waved desperately, hoping to attract Ren's attention.

Ren rode steadily on the back of the Golden Scale Pegasus with a smile on his face, waving frequently to the citizens on both sides.

When his eyes occasionally stop in a certain direction, he can get a warm response.

There was jubilation along the way.

It took nearly an hour for the consul's team to arrive at Falberden Castle. Thousands of citizens of the Imperial City were waiting here early outside the main gate. When the consul's team arrived, they gave their warmest cheers.

Wren stayed in the square for a few minutes, receiving the support of the people.

Then, in the **** of a company of Ultramarines, he rode a pegasus into the city gate, followed the road carved out by the Rick Guards with the human wall, and reached the Temple of Truth, where the Imperial Parliament is located. The square in front of the temple was crowded with people, except for a circle of open space at the foot of the statue of the Goddess of Magic, every inch of the land was filled with people watching the ceremony.

bang bang bang...

The salute roared, and the tens of thousands of the people of the Empire who were invited to watch the ceremony all cast their gazes and applauded when they saw the consul appearing on the side of the square.

Ren got off his horse and stepped on the bright red carpet.

The Ultramarines stayed where they were, and the Golden Scaled Pegasus also changed back to Borch's human form. He watched Renn walk through the crowd along the carpet in warm applause, nodding and waving to the people on both sides, and boarded with a steady pace. The steps in front of the temple.

There are ninety-nine steps in the temple. Ren turned his back to the crowd and climbed up step by step.

When the audience under the steps saw this scene, many people couldn't help but think, does it seem like Ren is climbing the ladder of power, fast and steady, and is finally about to reach the peak of imperial power?

Ren himself didn't think so much.

He quickly climbed to the top of the steps. The open space in front of the main entrance of the temple was very wide. In the middle was a podium, and there were many people standing around.

The twelve Holy Soul Wizards of the Supreme Council have all arrived.

There are also all the imperial parliamentarians, hundreds of specially invited guests, all of whom are prominent figures in the empire, envoys from the old continent to the empire, representatives of the gods in the imperial church, members of the new cabinet, and the Augustus family. a member of.

Ren's eyes swept across the excited parents and younger siblings and smiled at them.

Finally, his eyes fell on the teacher.

Today's inauguration ceremony will be presided over by Anse Waldos. He deliberately changed into a purple and red magic robe, his snow-white beard and hair were neatly combed, his face was flushed, and he was holding a thick book in his hand. The Codex of Vijay Sterling".

"Teacher." Ren called softly.

Anse Waldos stood beside the podium, looked at Ren with a look of relief, and said solemnly, "Come here, the prayer ceremony is about to begin."

Ren nodded, walked over and stood beside the teacher.

The inauguration ceremony of the consul has a fixed process. First, pray to the goddess of magic, ask the goddess to witness, approve the new consul, and then take the oath of office.

"The truth lives on!"

"The truth is forever..."

Anse Verdas shouted, and the majestic voice reached the ears of everyone in the temple square. Everyone faced the magic goddess statue in the middle of the square, folded their hands and made gestures, closed their eyes slightly, and said the prayers of the goddess in their hearts. .

In the solemn and solemn atmosphere, the statue quickly moved.

The statue of the tens of meters high trembled slightly, its eyes lit up, and a grand breath emerged above the sky, growing rapidly and intensely. People looked up and felt the trembling of their souls.

With a bang, a beam of magical light shot out from the distant void, fell from the sky, and landed on the steps in front of the temple, only a few steps away from Mr. Ren and his students.

The light spread out, revealing a slender female figure.

His face was covered with a mysterious veil, wearing a dark and simple magic robe, with a gemstone girdle around his waist, and his skin shone with a strange magical brilliance, exuding a sacred and majestic aura, making people unable to help pay homage to him.

The goddess of magic is here!

"Meet the mysterious lady!"

On the square and on the steps, whether it is the big man in the upper class of the empire, the legendary extraordinary, the Holy Spirit wizard, or the tens of thousands of ordinary citizens who came to watch the ceremony, they all bowed down to the goddess of magic.

Many people had frenzied expressions, tears in their eyes, and loudly chanted the honorable name and teachings of Vijay Stui.

Anse Waldos was a little stunned.

In the past, at the inauguration ceremony of the consul, the goddess of magic would answer the prayers, and it was the first time that she took the oath through the witness of the statue, and personally descended the incarnation of the saint.

The other Holy Spirit wizards were also surprised, including several of the goddess's voters.

At the unveiling ceremony of the statue in Gotham two months ago, the goddess descended once, and last month in Bambe City, the goddess also descended the incarnation of the saint. Today is the third time in a short period of time. On average, the goddess will come once a month.

It's too frequent!

The incarnation of the saint of the gods is not something you can see casually. Even if you are a saint with a long lifespan, many people have never encountered it once in their lives. In the past few hundred years, the number of times the magic goddess has come is also very few. number.

Seeing it once a month now feels unreal.

"Meet the lady."

Ren bowed and saluted, and then, like the previous few times, leaned over to kiss the slender hand stretched out by the statue of the magician, making the eyes of tens of thousands of people look straight.

Ren's mother, Malinda, was a devout believer. The first time she saw the goddess descend, she was so close. She was trembling with excitement, and when she saw Ren kissing the back of the goddess's hand, her eyes turned white and her body was soft. fall backwards.

Fortunately, father Bud and brother Brissett reacted fast enough to support her from left to right, so they didn't make a fool of herself on the spot.

This little episode did not affect the flow of the ceremony.

"Bless you, my followers."

Wei Jiescui's gentle and ethereal voice sounded in people's minds. With the voice, a drizzle of magical light fell from the sky and sprinkled on everyone in the square. Suddenly, people's spirits were lifted and their minds became quiet. Clearly, I felt the goddess' expectation and care for me.

"Goddess shelter!"

The believers shouted in excitement.

"Continue with the ceremony." Weijie Stui said softly to Anse Verdas, and he took two steps back, leaving the space on the stage away from today's protagonist.

"Yes."

Anse Waldos took a deep breath and said loudly, "Ren Augustus, please put your hand on the Imperial Code and follow me to swear."

Ren stretched out his right hand and held down the code as he said.

"I, Rain Augustus, solemnly swear..."

"I, Rain Augustus, solemnly swear..."

"I will faithfully perform the duties of the consul of the Oriente Empire, and do my best to abide by, maintain and defend the imperial code. I will be loyal to the people, the empire, and the goddess, to protect the lives and territorial integrity of the people of the empire, and prevent them from being attacked at home and abroad. All enemies violated and performed their duties without reservation. May the goddess protect me."

In front of the Goddess of Magic, in front of the Supreme Council, and in front of tens of thousands of people in the Empire, Ren completed the oath of office according to the Imperial Code.

At the same time as the oath was completed, the goddess of magic raised her hand and blessed Ren with a magical technique.

"Bless you, Archon."

clap clap clap...

Everyone on and off the stage applauded vigorously. The goddess witnessed the oath and blessed the new consul in person. This was the first time in the history of the empire, and probably only this time. People also witnessed this moment and felt extremely honored.

At this moment, the light on Ren's body reached its peak, so dazzling that it was difficult to look directly.

The warm applause lasted for a long time before gradually subsided.

According to the process, the next step is for the new consul to deliver his first official speech, announcing the people's policy agenda for the next ten years, or giving some promises.

However, Ren stood still on the stage.

Anse Verdas stepped forward, looked around, and said in a daze: "The great lady, the distinguished colleagues of the Supreme Council, the Imperial Council members, and all the people present, on this occasion, I would like to announce Got a good new."

The big men on the steps looked at each other.

The crowd below also whispered, creating a commotion.

Tim Kennan and Kyle Stone, the other two giants of the empire, found that several members of the Modu faction were calm, apparently informed in advance, and they were all watching Ren. Immediately, the two sensed something was wrong, and after guessing what Anse Waldos was going to say, their faces changed greatly.

"Anse..." Tim Kennan whispered.

But Anse Waldos ignored it, facing the crowd under the steps, with pride on his face, he said loudly: "My student, Wizard of Wezeland, His Excellency the Consul of the Empire, Ren Augustus has already Promoted to Holy Soul Wizard!"

wow...

Before he finished speaking, the crowd in the temple square boiled like a frying pan.

Holy Spirit Wizard!

Almost everyone was shocked. The first thought was impossible. How old is Ren? It seems that I just turned twenty-seven a few days ago! Even for ordinary people, this is a very young age, less than a fraction of some legendary extraordinary people.

It is already a miracle for such a young man to become a consul, setting the record for the youngest consul in history.

Because of Renn's exploits over the past few years, one can accept a consul who is less than thirty years old.

But a Holy Soul wizard who is less than thirty years old?

It's unbelievable.

You must know that the youngest Holy Soul Wizard before was Kelston, Duke of Redstone. When he was promoted at the age of 58, he already shocked countless people. Now Ren is only 27 years old, which has improved this record. Thirty-one years!

is it possible?

In the uproar, Ren cooperated with the teacher to release his breath, and the big figures on the steps suddenly felt horrified. Ren's image in his eyes was infinitely high, and he was as small as an ant facing a giant dragon.

Although the crowd below the steps was far away, the breath of the Holy Soul Wizard still made their souls tremble, and many people were pale and almost fainted.

Truly a Holy Soul Wizard!

can never be wrong.

Some people who are quick-witted and familiar with the upper-level politics of the empire immediately realized the intention of Master Anxi to suddenly announce the news, and also specially emphasized that Ren was his student and the identity of the Wizard of Wezeland. He wanted to prove to people that Modu The pie idea trumps the Nether pie!

At the same time, Renn became a Holy Soul Wizard and was eligible to join the Supreme Council. The Modu faction had seven votes and completely controlled the Supreme Council.

The most important thing is that Ren has just been sworn in as the consul!

The empire is about to change!

Before most people could sort out the current situation, they heard Anse Verdas continue: "Here, I propose to the Supreme Council to nominate Ren Augustus to enter the Supreme Council. All colleagues raised their hands and voted, agreeing. Please raise your hand."

After saying that, he quickly raised his right hand.

In the next second, the other five Holy Soul Wizards of the Modu faction, Master Oroin, Queen of Storms, Duke of Silver Star, Prophet Medif and Dean Sabra also raised their hands.

In a blink of an eye, there are six votes!

With just one more vote, the proposal passes to form a resolution.

"I disagree!"

Tim Kennan shouted hastily.

His face was ashen. Although he had already prepared that Renn would eventually be promoted to the Holy Soul Wizard, he did not expect this day to come so quickly, and he announced it as soon as Renn was sworn in as a consul, which was obviously a long-planned plan. Teachers and students want to completely dominate the empire!

Neither as the leader of the Balancing faction ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ nor as a member of the Supreme Council, he will not allow this to happen.

Tim Kennan's mind turned sharply, knowing that at this time, others could no longer count on it, and Kelston, a rubbish, could not lead the Netherite faction at all.

The only hope is the magic goddess.

He happened to be there!

He turned to the saint incarnation of the goddess and said loudly: "Great lady, for the future of the Supreme Council, for the interests of the empire, I ask you to remove Ren Augustus from the position of consul, or to veto Ray En * Augustus's proposal to enter the Supreme Council, please judge."

The anger was suppressed in Duke Gray Eagle's resounding voice, and it spread inside and outside the Temple of Truth, and his words were even more shocking.

People were stunned by this series of changes and turns.

Needles could be heard on the square in front of the temple, and everyone's eyes were focused on Wei Jiescui, waiting for his decision.