"I have lost faith for the king, lost the people for the king, and lost the virtue of being a man. In the name of Roland Lan, the descendant of Lan, I will remove Fimuel Caso from the throne of the king!"
The lion of the previous king made a gesture, and with the help of the innate ability of this ancient Bing Og, who was proficient in sonic ability, my roar was able to spread to every corner of the whole city.
The bloody king was lying on the ground, and I, who was extremely angry, was announcing my decision to the world on the high platform of the palace.
The parchment that had been prepared for a long time was spread out, a little-known crime was announced to the public, and the magical magic trick made these bloody words float in the air, which is particularly eye-catching!
"The first crime is cold-blooded and ruthless, and the heart is poisonous to kill relatives..."
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"The fourteenth crime, extravagance, waste of money, sitting and watching the residents starve to death, but enjoying the delicious food!"
"Five of his crimes, colluding with foreign races, raising tigers, bringing wolves into the house..."
And the shocking crimes made all the houses open their windows and listen to the broadcast from the palace.
The more I read it, the more angry I became. Looking at the dozens of articles behind it, I didn't miss it anymore, so I just tore it up and started to complain from the bottom of my heart.
"We will take care of these messes. The most important thing is that I just see that you are a softie! So, I want you to get out of the position of the King of Lan!"
"More than 1,700 years ago, the northern land was a rotten place, the weather was cold and the ground was freezing, and there were many monsters. Now there are some bad conditions, but at that time, this place was also a famous place of exile, and sinners from all over the world were thrown here. , it will take three or five years to die. And if they don't die, it will be even more troublesome. Most of them without the ability to live will turn into robbers who wander and rob."
"Natural disasters, man-made disasters, and animal disasters have all come together. Even if the northern land was not a hell on earth at that time, it was not much different!"
According to Roland's description, compared to the current scene, the Lan people vaguely guessed something.
"At that time, the late King Rivendett, who was deeply suffering in the North, was determined to establish his own country on this barren land after accidentally obtaining the power of the Frozen Contract. He never said that he wanted to serve the whole The human society is so great at guarding the border, he is just fed up with these precarious days, and he hopes to create a homeland of his own for himself and his clan, a new homeland that will not be humiliated and oppressed by foreigners."
As the sun rose, the roar resounded throughout the city, and after a brief period of consternation, the name of Prince Roland and his thick voice made passers-by stop and listen patiently.
"In the beginning, everyone laughed at him for being overly self-sufficient, and felt that he was just talking about a dream. After all, at that time, the last holy war had just ended, the hundred-footed worm was dead but not stiff, the orcs were still strong, and building a country here is equal to orcs and humans. Building a fortress on the front line of the battlefield will inevitably suffer the crazy rebound of the orcs, and he is a poor boy, and he has to find a way to solve his own food and drink, and where to find resources and food to achieve self-sufficiency."
"But there is no absolute impossibility in the world. Rivendett has gone through hardships to make the impossible possible and built his own home in this frozen soil."
"No valuable specialties and wealth? He believes that there is no way out of the sky. He found his dwarf friends and organized an engineering team of the indigenous people, digging inch by inch, shovel by shovel, just in this barren area. He found his own specialty—magic minerals on the land.”
"There is no fortified city defense to deal with external threats? On the border, he and his followers dug out ravines and sentries with their hands, replaced the rangers patrolling the border with their feet, and built their walls to protect their own people with flesh and blood. !"
The young people who were just about to start work, the women who were preparing food rations for the family, and the elderly who were walking, stopped involuntarily when they heard the past of the king that was not recorded in the history book.
"Praise the king! It was you who created our homeland and allowed us to live with dignity."
"'We admit that our life is very hard, we have nothing in our pockets, and I can't guarantee that after fighting with me, there will be changes, but what I am sure is that if we don't necessarily achieve everything If you don't do anything, you can't change it, and if you do, you may not be able to change anything. But if you have to starve or freeze to death in the midst of hunger and cold, I at least hope that I have done my best." The late king said so. Harsh nature, there are no so-called miracles from heaven, no inexplicable expectations, and only oneself and partners can rely on. This is the so-called will of Lan. And the former king and those northerners who chose to follow him also became The earliest Lan people."
"Unlike those ancient heritage nations, most of us are even half-breeds. But it is never the blood and skin color that distinguishes the Lan people from the other. As long as the people from the north who possess the will of the Lan are from the Lan people! This is the original words of the late king. It is also the truth that our descendants of Lan have always believed in!"
"One thousand four hundred and twenty-three years ago, that was the first time that the Land of Lan was close to destroying the country. The nightmarish demon army opened the door to the lower planes. Countless demons and devils rushed out of the door. Overnight, The Land of Lan was connected to 17 cities, and the capital, Defende, was in an emergency. The Lan people did not despair. In order to protect their homeland, they made countless sacrifices and just swept the demons back to their hometown."
"And the traces left at that time are still there, that is, the devil's abyss of Anweima. No, the most important traces and legacy left are the battle flag raised in the wind. At that time, the will of Lan The Battle Flag of Helan was stained with blood for the first time, and we embarked on a completely different development path from the northern part of the Central Plains. The lack of fun and old-fashionedness has become our most obvious national characteristic. Temperament became a badge of pride for us."
The citizens silently looked at the battle flag of Lan, which could be seen everywhere, and vaguely had new insights. Perhaps, it was not only blood that was passed down, but also deeper secrets waiting to be discovered.
"One thousand one hundred and twenty-nine years ago, it was a melee that involved countless races, and the orcs who did not dare to remain silent invaded the North, and it was also a cruel winter of war that no one expected to happen. But the war lasted for 12 years. The Lan people died in the battle, 1.37 million people were killed, and the wounded were countless. Ten families were nine empty. As the masters who guarded the country, the Lan royal family killed four kings. Seven members of the royal family. The youngest of them was only five years old, and it was only twelve days after he succeeded to the throne until his death in battle. Since then, it has been our tradition to have a prince as a general, and every young child has to undergo swordsmanship and Riding training, because no one knows if he'll be useful one day, and once he's on the battlefield, regardless of gender or age, he has only two options - win or die!"
"And another new tradition is that during the war, the king died on the prince, the prince died on the princess, and the princess died on the queen. Bloodlines will be captured at all, because our enemies know that capture is meaningless. After all, there are too many seniors who have surfaced their choices. Surrender? Captured? Those of us juniors should lose this person, find someone It's okay to hit a pillar to death."
"Seven hundred years ago, the sudden war came from a dagger behind the back. The sudden rise of the alien slave trade represented endless bloodshed, but it also represented endless wealth. And our country of Lan has blocked the fortune. Therefore, a large number of sophisticated weapons were actually shipped to the orcs, and after the brutal orc war, we ignored the terrified country and declared war on several countries behind the scenes."
"The result? Hmph, how could those weak southerners be the iron cavalry that we have experienced countless wars. When our knights dragged those foolish corpses with crowns on the streets in various cities, no country dared to underestimate us. The Lan people. Of course, since then, our relationship with the human countries has been bad, and we have never regretted it!"
"Time and time again, our troubled country has suffered countless lootings and wars, but before we know it, we have become an 'ancient country' with a long history, which is certainly not a wonderful irony. Those of us Unattended wildflowers have survived the cold winds of the North, while the well-nurtured saplings in the southern greenhouses die inexplicably one by one."
"More than 300 years ago, I personally experienced the fierce and warlike orcs, the cunning and powerful demons, and the human allies who were always treacherous. What our ancestors faced, all came together. That Second, it's all my fault, we didn't stand it up, and we destroyed the country because of it..."
There was a slight whimper in the low voice, and the silent pain and self-blame made people feel extremely heartbroken, but the Lan people in the city would repeat the same answer, and they had different opinions.
"No, our prince, you have done a good job. We are proud of you, please don't blame yourself. Moreover, we have not perished! As long as the people of Lan are still alive, how can the country of Lan be unable to recover."
"Yes, we have not perished! The will of Lan will never perish! But even if the Lan country has perished, our Lan people have not perished! Do you know? When I learned that there was another Lan country formed by the Lan people in the north, I I'm so happy that I can't sleep all night. Even if he is no longer the country I know, and has already split into several pieces, as long as he is still standing in the north, I am very satisfied."
"Innumerable times, when I think of my homeland, I can't sleep day and night, but when I think of the hatred that destroys the country, I make an oath. If I don't take revenge and make the murderer behind the scenes pay ten times the price, I will never let myself immerse myself in comfort. In life, when I finally got my revenge, I no longer had the courage to return to my homeland. Everyone I knew has died, and the owner of the land there has changed beyond recognition."
"Dear His Royal Highness, please don't hesitate to wander, this is your home forever, we are all family, welcome your return at any time!"
I laughed. Faced with such lovely people, how could I laugh unhappily, but as soon as I saw the ooze-like man in front of me, I turned from joy to anger, and my anger was at one point.
"But... you, Fimuel Caso, clearly have the blood of Lan's will, yet you do such absurd things."
I used to expect that this was just a fake who had nothing to do with the royal family of Lan, but after face-to-face contact, I voted for the secret method passed down by the family, but I was surprised to find that he was actually the blood of the royal family of Lan, and the descendants of Lan actually fell into this place. Planting level
"You, extravagant, lustful, shameless! Sluwell knows that it is a good thing to be flexible. We have suffered enough of not knowing how to be flexible back then, but being flexible does not mean corruption and corruption. Contaminated with the extremely sinful slave trade, sending the clan to Orcs ruin, you still deserve to be the king who protects the nation? You, you are not worthy of being king!"
"You, ungrateful, greedy and selfish! Let our homeland be humiliated, while you are hiding in the palace to enjoy fine wine, food and beauty. The warning I gave you was taken as waste paper, and countless people who should have survived should be you. You die, but you happily enjoy the dedication of your clan, and you still have the face to say that you are the king who is responsible for guarding the land above the lords? You are not worthy of being a king!"
"You, cowardly and despicable, ignoring glory! The will of our ancestors has never been extinguished, and the heroic spirits of our ancestors have been watching us all the time. And if they have spirits under the spring and heroic spirits can descend to earth, it should have strangled you bastard to death! Surrender? The royal family of Lan has a history of 1,700 years. There are countless kings who died in battle, and no coward will surrender! You…”
"...You, you are not worthy of being a king!"
"I, Roland Lan, in the name of the fifty-sixth monarch of the Lan Kingdom, deprive the future descendants of the sin king Feimr Caso from the throne!"
"I, the ancient Bing Ng Gui Ming Aroin, the former king's partner, the original royal family member, here to witness the old king's abdication, and elected Roland Lan to temporarily replace the role of the king of Lan here! I will be the supervisor. ."
The citizens and the royal guards were stunned for a moment, and then they didn't know who shouted "Your Majesty Roland, long live!", and everything boiled over.
"Your Highness Roland, no, Your Majesty Roland, welcome back!"
"His Royal Highness Roland, worry about it, we welcome you at any time."
Soon, driven by people with a heart, cheers resounded through the sky, and it was so easy to gain the support of the people. In a sense, I would also like to thank Fimuel for his mischief.
In the crowd, a young couple was complaining about each other.
"...Why do you have to force me to shout, my voice is familiar to Roland, he will definitely hear it, and he will definitely make fun of me at that time."
"You've tricked him so many times, let him laugh at you. By the way, how's the injury on your right arm?"
"It's okay, that orc shaman was hurt more than me, and the other guys were all telling stories and didn't get hurt at all."
And when all of this was announced to the public, when the overall situation was decided, I ruthlessly threw the half-breathed Fimr down.
"Ahhh!"
Fimuel's sharp screams echoed in the air. If he fell to the ground, he would never survive. Some women and children had closed their eyes. They couldn't bear to see this tragic scene that turned into flesh. Firmly locked Fiml, not loose at all.
"Whoa!"
Sure enough, when Fimuel was about to fall to his death, suddenly two bat wings stretched out from his back, and with a slam, he fell into a glide and flew out of the city.
"Damn! It's actually a demon!"
The expected speculation was confirmed, but it was not good news at all. The descendant of Lan was matched with the blood of the devil, no matter how you think, there is only one possibility.
"Cavins... Did you do all of this? Is this all your plan?"