Abbasquia was the most prosperous town in the whole of Greater Prus, and after the establishment of the empire, the new emperor made Abbasquia the capital especially after it.

At this moment, a magnificent troika was slowly moving along the neat stone avenue, attracting a crowd of citizens to gather on both sides of the street to visit. But they could not have been too close, for there had already been a kind of knight and soldier who had cleared the streets and separated them from the people as a solemn "human wall".

In the center of the carriage, there was already a group of musicians, who played and sang the song "Brave Empire, Great Emperor", which was composed more than ten years ago, and the tune was impassioned and vigorous, but not without losing the dignity and solemnity, and it would be displayed on the streets whenever there was a major occasion.

"Our Majesty enjoys the four seas. ”

Except for dozens of knights of different colors who rode horses to guard the ends, the rest of the soldiers were all dressed in red uniforms and half-body iron armor, and they walked through the streets with solemn expressions, as if they were fulfilling a sacred mission.

"All nations depend on his glory. ”

In the second half of the carriage, a group of richly dressed men followed in a relatively neat procession behind them. Among them, a group of aristocratic feats dressed in iron helmets and cloak of various colors stood behind a teenager, while another group of officials dressed in silk clothes led by an old man with gray temples walked down the road on the right side.

"The peasants, the dukes, and the archbishops. ”

Although the young man at the head is the same leader as the old man, he has to go to school half of his body before him

"Our Emperor has the insight of Sardinia,"

"Our emperor enjoys worldly majesty. ”

According to the will made by the emperor during his lifetime, the gorgeous scene in front of him was naturally not what he wanted during his lifetime, but the etiquette norms in it were discussed and organized by a group of priests who served him during his lifetime.

"He used the wisdom of Sardinia to predict the future of the empire,"

He used the sword of the world to defend his people's homeland. ”

His Majesty's body will be paraded around the city of Abbasquia and eventually buried in the monastery of the palace for future emperors to pay their respects.

"We adore you, your majesty!"

"We need you, Your Majesty!"

"Brave Empire, Great Emperor, Beloved by the People of Grand Pruus,"

All the criminals who had committed crimes under Nordin (referring only to the nobles) were released, and they were to spend the rest of their lives as monks.

"You will be crowned emperor, you will be crowned emperor. ”

This is a passionate song, but when it is played at this time, there is inevitably a little more pathos in the voice.

The boy was dressed in a silk white robe, and there was no coat of arms associated with their family, but judging from the order of the procession, it was clear that he was a noble man.

By this time it was already evening, and a group of people had already made their way home, and after such a toss, even the best men in the Order could not help but be a little sluggish. But at this moment, the boy's eyes were still full of brilliance.

It was the first time in his age that he had left the winding palace and come to the capital to see it. The shop stalls on the street, and then the people in the market, everything in front of him is new to him.

Although the timing was not a great time to visit, it still did not hide his curiosity about new things.

"Is our land so rich everywhere?"

The members of the knights who came and went hid the boy's open face, and the townspeople only thought that the boy in front of them was still religious.

"Your Majesty is rich in the four seas, and although the four seas are not as good as the capital, they are also good. ”

The old man wiped the sweat from his head and lowered his voice to reply to the indescribable young man in front of him. In the previous match, he could still use the identity of the palace minister to suppress the young man, but now, the status between the two has been directly reversed.

Yes, at this moment, this young man in white clothes and white shirts is none other than His Majesty the New Enthronement of the Great Prus, Perris I.

It's just that he hasn't ascended the throne yet, and he's just attending his father's funeral, and he's not wearing the emperor's decorations, just a white robe. This was the custom of Abbasquia, a kingdom that valued dignity and inferiority, and never had two kings on a single occasion, no matter what the circumstances.

In contrast, Northland, the Rhine, and Cyporus are a bit more enlightened. Of course, the kings of the Northlands are elected, and there is generally no situation in which the former and the latter rule together, and the kings of Cyporus generally do not know who will take their throne, while the kings of the Rhine, their father-son relations, are generally not very good, and the crown prince usually refuses to attend the funeral of the old king.

Receiving the influence of new things outside, and the excitement is of course just a hint from His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's heart, at this moment, the real thoughts in his heart are a little more direct.

"Prime Minister, I finally got my wish to be emperor, but I haven't learned how to be an emperor yet. What am I going to do. ”

Tian Sen quietly took out a handkerchief, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and saw that the spectators on both sides of the road had gradually dispersed, and the funeral convoy walked back to the palace, and even the team behind him had been reduced a lot, so he spoke.

"Your Majesty, you just need to remember that you have to do a better job than the previous emperor, and that's it. ”

Perris I rubbed his eyes, and then looked at the old man, who had been supporting him for at least a few years, and thought that there was something wrong with his ears.

"You and I will do better than my father? Of course I want to, but I'm asking how to be an emperor. ”

Tian Sen did not leave for a while to reply to the new emperor's question, but just set his eyes on the distant mountains, which were the bedrooms of His Majesty the Emperor, on top of the mountains, which secretly coincided with the position of the rising sun, but at this time it was sunset, so it was also where the first to lose its brilliance, and the light of the setting sun reflected in the sky through the reflection of the earth, condensing into a strange blue.

This was an ordinary scene, but Tian Sen drew a hint of unusual taste from it.

The gates of the palace were still in front of him, and instead of entering the main hall as usual, he bowed slightly, and slowly departed with a kind of bureaucracy, leaving only a vague word, which still echoed in Peris's ears.

"One, I'm a little old, and my physical strength can't keep up, Your Majesty, you better rest early. ”

A cold wind suddenly rose from the hillside, and Perris always felt a chill down his spine, and then he thought that he had figured out something, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but he felt that on his back, several dukes were staring straight at him, and there was a kind of blessing like a thorn

Lord Tian Sen was born as a king, even if he resigned himself, there are still two dukes and three earls under the Heidelberg family.

A knight in light blue armor hurried to Peris's side in three or two steps, causing the surrounding circle of noble monks to frown. His approach is a bit out of place.

But the knight did not shy away from his eyes, and just slammed himself in front of Peris, and directly presented a big gift of kneeling on both knees.

"Long live my Emperor! Your Majesty the Great Prius, please give your orders, and from now on, the sword of the Rainbow Knights will be firmly in your hands. ”

The knight brothers standing on the side were on their horses, a little overwhelmed, the Grand Master's behavior was indeed out of line, but he had a long-term prestige to suppress everyone, and now there are not only the brothers and majesty of the knights, but also the nobles and priests, and this is the moment of unanimity, and now opposing the Grand Master does not seem to be very rational.

The blue-armored knight did this, and while handing over the sword in his hand that symbolized the Grand Master, he obviously did not receive the slightest change from the outside world, judging from his unhesitating movements, he must have been preparing for this for a long time.

The faces of the nobles and monks around them changed. As usual, although the identity of the emperor is unspeakably expensive, the Rainbow Knights have always been the guardians of the Rao armed forces as the noble lords, and more often only provide a certain prestige to the emperor.

And now, the sword of the Knights, with the seven-colored gems inlaid on the scabbard, has been handed to the emperor. With the development of the Rainbow Knights year by year, the current Rainbow Knights only serve 500 people, and many families will try their best to send their sons to the camp to exercise, so as to help better achieve a lord, and have a good relationship with other lords in the Knights.

With this force in the hands of the emperor, this represents not only force, but also a large political force, and this force, even a great nobleman present, cannot afford to lose it.

If Emperor Nordin were to be reincarnated, he would certainly not take the scabbard.

Perris looked at the scepter, which symbolized the highest military power of the empire, and only felt a little confused, and just as he hesitated, several dukes spoke up

"Your Majesty, by all means!"

"Captain, you're losing your dignity. ”

"Traitor, are you trying to gain power and destroy the country?!"

The sound of these voices continued to pour into Perris's ears, which made him finally firm his opinion.

With some difficulty, he lifted the colorful sword and lifted it above his head.

"Master of the Order, Your Excellency the Grand Knight of Sword, I, in the name of the Empire, nay, in the name of the only Emperor of the Great Prus, accept your allegiance. ”

The faces of the surrounding dukes and monks all changed. Tian Sen, who had just left the gate of the palace, vaguely heard the farce that was happening at the gate of the palace, and sighed inadvertently.

A brocade-clad official next to the prime minister leaned forward and asked rather flatteringly

"Why is the Prime Minister sighing, but there is something on your mind?"

Tian Sen didn't say anything, just glanced at the flattering person, and then walked quickly away from the land of right and wrong at the gate of the imperial city.

The brocade official is also over thirty years old, which is considered to be middle-aged in the Great Prus, although he is facing the prime minister of the empire, but he has not been ignored like this for a long time, he has a little dissatisfaction, and stands aside angrily, waiting for a few colleagues who want to vent their evil anger for him.

But they didn't move for a long time, everyone seemed to be frozen, and only Prime Minister Tian Sen walked back alone, leaving a meaningful back.

"Long live the Empire! Long live His Majesty Perris!"

"Long live the Empire! Long live His Majesty Perris!"

Despite the displeasure of the nobles and clergy, Sword continued to go his own way, and as soon as Perris took the sword, a solemn expression appeared on his helmeted face, as if what he was doing was not flattery, but a kind of righteous mission.

He leaned down and let out a long howl, with a slight trilling in his voice, which was really touching, causing many of the brothers of the Knights around him to shout again after him.

Of course, most of the people who can't bear it first are Sword's cronies, they are all emotional characters, and no matter what Sword says, they are always the first to be moved.

The knights dismounted one after another, gathered around the emperor, and vied with each other to kiss the back of his hand, and the person who kissed the back of his hand hid excitedly to the side, his eyebrows flew up, and he felt almost jumping, and the knight who did not kiss was crying and mourning, as if he had missed his wedding groom's frustration.

The nobles hid in the far side of the carriage, looking at this chaos in horror, although they were still wearing armor on the surface, but there were few people who were truly proficient in martial arts. It may take more than ten years or even decades of war to train a group of people who are proficient in martial arts, but it will not even take three years to destroy them in three years of complete peace.

As long as it takes three years, a knight with superb martial arts, lying on the wooden bed of the manor, surrounded by two or three tortured goblins, and dozens of barrels of good wine are prepared in the warehouse, he is sure to be finished.

And now the aristocratic lords who are standing together for warmth obviously belong to the finished one.

For more than ten years, the war chiefs in the tribal period were either too old to fight with swords, or they had simply returned to the west, and their territories were handed over to their children and grandchildren who had never seen blood, and these cowardice were even worse than the former.

Yes, if the current emperor is willing to give an order, these imperial moths will definitely be ambushed on the spot, although they will pay a certain price, but what they will gain is the real imperial power, and they don't have to be a good emperor for a lifetime like Nordin.

After kissing the Emperor's hand, Sword slowly raised his head, as if there was a poisonous scorpion hidden in his eyes.

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