Gao Wen knew that Miss Melita Purnia must be nearby—as a giant dragon responsible for observing the situation on the mainland, how could she leave her post on the eve of such a historic event
After finishing the contact, Gawain did not leave the study, but waited quietly behind his desk, his spirit spread out, and his keen perception ability collected the nearby noises: an attendant was walking in a nearby room Walking, they should be preparing the gowns and decorations for the coronation ceremony; the sound of military boots stomping on the ground came from downstairs, it should be the last defensive transfer of the guards before the ceremony; there were some very faint noises The sound came from the direction of the garden outside the castle, it was probably caused by Rebecca...
For today's ceremony, Hetty, Rebecca, and several government officials rushed from Cecil City to the old royal capital yesterday. After all, this is the moment that symbolizes the formal establishment of the empire. Not surprisingly, in addition to arranging a group of reliable department heads and deputies to maintain the operation of the Government Office, Gao Wen also ordered Soldering to return to the south to help maintain security and defense in the southern border.
As a friend of Gawain Cecil seven hundred years ago, the high-ranking ranger did not feel sorry for having to be absent from this grand event. On the contrary, he gladly accepted the order—for an elf, to participate in a human race Large-scale ceremonies are really a torture-like thing. Soldering is really happy to have a reason to stay away from the scene and get a credit.
Ten minutes later, there was a knock on the door, and the attendant notified that the senior agent of Mithril Treasury had arrived.
"It looks like there will be a grand event today," the veiled lady agent in a long skirt appeared in front of Gao Wen, with a smile in her crooked eyes, "everywhere in the city has been decorated, almost everyone They are all eagerly discussing the upcoming coronation ceremony, whether it is sincere or not-I saw hundreds of nobles gathered in the auditorium of Silver Castle, looking up at Cecil's emblem, and weeping bitterly."
"It doesn't matter to me whether they are moved or not, as long as they actively cooperate when signing the contract is enough," Gao Wen said casually, "Many people have died on the Crow Terrace, and I don't plan to recruit another group of people to decorate the street lamps .”
"Don't be so harsh on them, they are already working hard to cooperate with your government order," Melita smiled, and came to the desk, "Then, what about the things you want to keep?"
Gao Wen picked up the manuscript that had just been completed, but before handing it over to Melita, he asked: "Can the Mithril Treasury keep everything and handle the kept items in strict accordance with all the requirements of the employer?"
"'Everything' is an exaggerated word, even a dragon cannot keep everything in the world, but if you consider the level of human development, you can really think that we have the ability to keep everything you give us, and we also have the ability Deal with them at your request."
"Then can you keep the knowledge and spread it when the time I ask comes?"
Melita's expression under the veil seemed to freeze for a moment. She noticed that the words used by Gao Wen were very special, and she couldn't help but whispered: "Spreading... This is a very interesting request. But I think you can rest assured—as long as the price Appropriate, we don't mind starting new business, and theoretically speaking, the long lifespan and high intelligence of dragons are enough for us to fulfill your request, even if you ask us to spread some kind of knowledge to the whole continent, it may not be necessary Lose a young dragon to complete the adult parade."
Then she paused and continued: "But considering the special nature of this entrustment, I need to confirm the specific content of the knowledge you delivered before giving you a quotation. But please rest assured, with the status and identity you are about to obtain, this The price is absolutely fair.”
Gao Wen nodded, and then he glanced at the manuscript in his hand again, with some hesitation on his face, as if it was something worthy of entanglement. After a full minute, he took a light breath and handed the manuscript to Mei Lita's hand: "That's all."
"All? This is less than I imagined... I thought you would give me a library..." Melita took the manuscript, flipped through the first few pages of it, and raised her eyebrows before she could read the contents carefully , "It seems to be about the operation of society?"
"You can take a moment to look carefully and make an offer after the coronation ceremony is over," Gao Wen said. "The specific entrustment will be discussed at that time."
Melita's tone rose: "Oh? Then I have to take a good look..."
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On the first floor of the castle, in the hall of the auditorium, the etiquette officials are nervously confirming all the links, the attendants and guards of honor are confirming what they are going to do over and over again, a gray-haired palace consultant is checking the long list in his hand, There were slightly shiny beads of sweat on his forehead.
Hetty, who had already completed a ceremony rehearsal, noticed the nervousness of the consultant, and couldn't help but stepped forward to comfort him: "Mr. Brendon, please relax—all the procedures are no longer a problem."
"Ah, Your Excellency the Grand Consul! Thank you for your concern, but I don't dare to relax," the palace adviser said with a serious face after seeing Hetty, saluting, "I have been a court scholar for most of my life, and I am not afraid of all etiquette. The regulations are well known, but now I have a brand new set of procedures in my hands. Not only did His Majesty cancel the kneeling and kissing ceremony of the subjects, but even the crown, and added salutes, marching phalanxes and new military music - I dare not let these If something goes wrong in the slightest, it will bring shame to my family's reputation."
Hetty smiled and shook her head slightly: "No one will be ashamed today, today is a day of glory."
She turned around, raised her head, and stared at the end of the hall, at the dark blue drapery hanging on the wall, hanging down from the high dome—the pale golden silk thread depicted the sword on the drapery. With the emblem of the plow, people can't help but think of the meaning behind the emblem: guarding and pioneering, laying down a human habitat in the dark ages with swords and soldiers, and multiplying the earth with hard work.
As if it was only yesterday, this emblem of glory was still hanging in the dilapidated old castle of the Cecil family. In addition to reliving the splendor while reading the books, she couldn't even imagine what it would be like to light up all the lights in the old castle.
How dare she think back then that this emblem would hang on the wall of Silver Castle one day
The sound of footsteps came from behind, Hetty turned her head and saw Victoria wearing a white court dress with long silver hair pulled up high, the Duchess of the North nodded to her: "Ms. Radiant."
This is quite an old-fashioned greeting and courtesy, but considering the cold appearance of the Duchess of the North on weekdays, those who are familiar with it will know that this is already the greatest enthusiasm and kindness she can show, Hetty smiled: "You are the same, as beautiful as the ice and snow in winter."
"Today is a big day," Victoria said indifferently, "Duke Baldwin and I will make sure everything goes smoothly."
Hetty glanced around the hall. In addition to the team from the southern region, there were many faces she was not familiar with: the existing nobles in the capital, the selected church representatives, knights, and other various people. .
The ones who maintained this order were naturally the two Grand Dukes, Victoria and Baldwin, who were familiar with the environment.
"I hope these people can keep their eyes open today," Hetty said softly. "Signing is better than hanging."
"They will," Victoria's cold voice came from the side, "Those who don't sign... will not appear here."
In the corner of the hall, Duke Baldwin? Franklin took out the mechanical watch from his pocket and glanced at the scale on it.
"It's almost time."
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It's almost time.
On the edge of the wide square outside the Silver Castle, countless citizens, businessmen, and even ordinary people from the outer city have gathered. In the several viewing areas separated by the Castle Guards and Cecil Combatants, the crowds are almost impenetrable. .
The area where people were allowed to stand on the square was already full, and the open area near Silver Fort was guarded by soldiers. Countless people who failed to get a good position had to gather farther away. They climbed onto the roof at the edge of the square, even Climbed to nearby towers, street lamps and flagpoles, so that the soldiers patrolling the outer area had to approach the crowd again and again, shouting with amplified magic, and drive those who were too dangerous from the heights.
Those who live near the square benefit greatly today. They even rent out their window sills and roofs at a high price, and surprisingly many people are willing to pay. Almost within half a day, all the good locations It was looted...
The huge sun gradually rose, and the mages cast spells ahead of time to disperse the clouds near Saint-Sunil, and the bright sun began to spread all over the city. The crowd gathered around the square was crowded and shaking, and countless pairs of eyes were focused on the direction of the Silver Fort. Finally, several loud shouts suddenly came from the front of the crowd:
"Someone came out!" "There is a figure on the balcony on the second floor!" "The door is also open!"
Accompanied by the sound of heavy iron chains rolling, the gate of Silver Fort slowly opened halfway, and a cavalry team lined up from the gate. A long red carpet extends from the castle to the end of the drawbridge.
The crowd in the square suddenly became agitated, and everyone stretched their necks, staring at the direction of the castle gate—according to traditional etiquette, the monarch will soon appear through that gate, accept the kneeling greetings of his subjects, and then there will be The ceremonial officer and the regent duke appeared on the stage to announce the legitimacy of the monarch and the transfer of the royal power. For many common people, this is almost the only chance to see members of the royal family in their lives—it is worth bragging about for half a year after they go back. .
However, the people did not see the monarch appearing in the castle. They only saw a group of knights standing at the door, blocking the way from the main entrance of the castle to the inner courtyard. Before the confusion gradually spread among the crowd, a powerful voice Suddenly, it came from above, and spread throughout the square with the power of amplification magic:
"Attention all! The first infantry formation, start-go!!"
Many people were taken aback by the sudden sound, and the crowd around the square became slightly agitated, and then another strange sound came to their ears—it sounded like a rattling stone at first. The voice was neat and rhythmic, but soon the voice became louder, even shaking people's nerves like drumbeats.
People finally see what the source of the sound is—
Soldiers, arrayed in square formations, heavily armed soldiers.
People stretched their necks, opened their eyes wide, and watched the scene on the square in a little bewilderment. They saw rows of soldiers appearing in neat lines, each wearing the same clothes. They saw that the commander at the front was holding a sharp sword, the soldiers in the first row were holding up the flag, and the rest of the soldiers were walking in shocking order. The pace, the neat and rhythmic sound, was actually the sound of their boots hitting the ground!
After seeing the free and undisciplined private soldiers of the nobles and the various equipment of the Kingdom Army under the "bring your own equipment" system, the scene in front of you is inconceivable to everyone in the square, even almost weird and shocking. What people are afraid of is just the arrangement of people, how can it be like this
At the same time as the infantry phalanx appeared, some sharp-eyed people finally saw some movement inside the gate of the castle.
The knights retreated to the sides with neat steps, and the gate leading to the castle courtyard was completely opened, and a colossal figure emitting a faint light, making it impossible to see what it was, was slowly poking its head out from inside. .
It took a moment for people to see what it was—
It was a gigantic, eerie skull marching forward.
It was placed on a large vehicle powered by magic. The skull almost completely covered the vehicle. There was a faint light on the surface of the crystal-clear bones, and there seemed to be a powerful soul hidden in the empty eye sockets. It was hard for people to imagine. What kind of powerful creature this huge skull is left behind, but just looking at its pale surface, everyone will feel a kind of visceral shock and awe - but this mighty creature is dead, it appeared What's here is just a skull.
Gawain's figure stood above the skull, on a platform made of steel and nailed through the skull. He was wearing a solemn black dress, without a crown on his head, but holding a long sword and a diamond brooch in his hand. Pinned to his chest, the brooch glistened in the sun's rays.
On both sides of the steel platform, there are two metal structures that look like wings. The cloth curtain with the emblem of sword and plow hangs from the top of the wings until it is close to the ground.
The huge skull marched to the front of the suspension bridge, where it stopped firmly, and several escort chariots followed from behind, lined up on both sides of the skull.
Gao Wen looked down at the square on the other side of the suspension bridge, and the infantry phalanx arrived in front of him almost at the same time.
A loud voice resounded in the square:
"Stand!"
The infantry phalanx stopped instantly, and there was almost only the sound of military boots stamping on the ground.
"Draw your sword!"
Numerous melting and cutting swords were pulled out at the same time, and the blades were forward, standing neatly in front of each soldier's left.
"Light up the blade—"
"Salute to His Majesty!!"
(Ask for a monthly ticket! (Sound of tremor))