King's Landing Avenue has been packed to the brim in recent days. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe nobles from all over the country dragged their families and rode in horse-drawn carriages, escorted by their own family guards, who carried banners embroidered with the coats of arms of the noble families, and carried baggage carts. Some nobles know each other, greet each other when they meet, and say a few words of greeting, causing congestion, and some nobles do not know each other and do not give in to each other, and as a result, the intersection almost turns from a quarrel to a fight, which also causes congestion. There are also those knights who come from all over the world to participate in knightly competitions, knights who enjoy large fiefdoms bring attendants, transfer horses, pack horses, and some even bring family members, those knights with smaller fiefs do not bring family members, but they also bring squires and pack horses, wandering knights are the most cold, the armor is tattered, and it is good to have someone as a squire to follow.

With such a large number of people coming to Thundercastle one after another, the inn was already packed, and some lords set up tents on the plains outside Thundercastle, so there was another conflict over territory. For a while, from the Prime Minister's Tower, you can see that Fort Thunder is surrounded by colorful tents and flags, and those coats of arms give Sebastian a headache to see, and he hates "Heraldry".

Sebastian was even more concerned about security and hygiene, and when the first nobles and knights arrived, he realized this problem, so he used the red-robed guards from the outer city to maintain order, and ordered the master craftsman Philip Walzer to quickly gather men to dig a temporary sewage canal outside Thundercastle.

"Dig urinals and manure pits for those noble lords and knights, what do you take me for?" said Philip Walzer, spreading his hands indignantly.

"Before those people surround Thunder Castle, you'd better move quickly, Your Majesty the Emperor's temper is known. Sebastian didn't bother to speak.

Philip blushed: "Why did you go earlier, you didn't think about these things when the city was expanding?"

"The number of people who came exceeded expectations. Sebastian said bitterly, "I didn't expect them to pitch a tent outside. ”

"You didn't expect me to dig a temporary urinal and a manure pit?" Philip gasped, "It's just a shame for me to go home, and you, still use His Majesty the Emperor to press me." ”

Sebastian explained: "The governors, lords, and nobles of the provinces who have been invited, we have arranged as many accommodations as possible, but I cannot arrange for those who have not been invited, and those who have come to participate in the knightly tournament. ”

This also shows that the celebration of the empire is very popular. Winston, the scholar, hurried to the round, "Serve the Empire and never give up." The Ministry of Internal Affairs has recently been reversed, and the great craftsmen must also take it as their duty to protect the interests of the empire. ”

"Alright, alright. I'll send someone. Philip gave Sebastian a blank look, and he knew that the scholar was giving him the stairs.

Sebastian rubbed his brow, he was more worried about the security of the city. He ordered the golden robes of the inner city to keep the inner city safe, but this was not enough, so he sent out the guards he had brought with him.

As the sun rises over the horizon, the time comes to May 15, and the celebration of the empire finally begins.

In the early morning, the gold-robed men formed a human wall on the way from the castle to the cathedral, blocking the crowd of onlookers with their spears. The emperor, the empress, the two princes, and the members of the Imperial Council, each in a four-seated sedan chair, set off from the castle and crossed the main road of the inner city to the cathedral. Along with the sedan chair were 12 Imperial Guard Knights, who today were still wearing white robes and glazed purple armor, watching and listening to all directions, protecting the emperor's family.

Sebastian gently lifted the curtain of the palanquin, looked around, and after leaving the city, the procession came to the inner city, where the commoners and guests from other places were huddled together, and the golden robes stopped them on the periphery.

When the palanquin stopped, Sebastian stepped out of the palanquin, and he saw the high-ranking members of the church standing side by side outside the church, with the emperor at the front, the empress and the two princes behind, and then the members of the council. The governors of the provinces had been waiting in front of the church, and when he saw Sebastian, Olaf gave him an imperceptible smile. He noticed that Olaf was wearing a silk robe with gold trim today, matching his honey-colored hair color.

The archbishop stood in the center of the church, dressed in a red robe, and bowed slightly when he saw the emperor.

This is probably one of the few people in the country who does not have to kneel to see the emperor. Sebastian looked up at the church, which was topped by a circle with polychrome glazed decorations, and in front of the chapel, there were statues of the gods.

"The gods of heaven, they know everything. The archbishop took a ceramic gooseneck flask, dipped a tender olive branch in holy water, and gently touched it on the top of the emperor's head, "What do you pray for?"

"I pray for the prosperity and well-being of the Empire, for the invincibility of the Empire, for the eternity of the foundation. "Emperor Auguste Rudolph was not drunk early this morning, his face was red, his figure was covered by a golden robe, and he wore a golden crown carved into a stag with jade, which marked the official recognition of the legend of the god of thunder, Gasgarnik, who guided Rhodes Rudolph out of the misty forest.

"All pray to the gods. The archbishop's voice was loud.

Sebastian closed his eyes, his thoughts now were that the celebration was going well.

"Why don't you pray?" said the archbishop's voice with exasperation.

Sebastian opened his eyes and looked behind him, only to see Vincent von Lübeck, the lord of Tuckers, who had not placed his right hand in a fist on his chest and closed his eyes in prayer.

"I don't believe in the new gods. Vincent gritted his teeth and replied, "I'm here just to do my lord's duty. But no one can force me to believe in your God. ”

The archbishop snapped: "You are blaspheming......"

The Emperor did not wait for the archbishop to finish speaking, and shouted, "your Vincent, ask your ancestors who gave you the status of lord." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty, the Lübeck family always remembers. Vincent bowed slightly.

"Remember the fart!" the Emperor was furious, "your old gods! I tell you, there are only seven gods in the Empire!"

"Your Majesty the Emperor, the cathedral does not allow pagan desecration. "According to the canon, pagans are not allowed to take part in worship. ”

"Someone, drag Vincent out!" the Emperor waved his hand, and the golden-robed spear stopped in front of Vincent.

"I'll go. Vincent von Lübeck's eyes were as cold as the snow-capped mountains of the province of Tux, and he glanced at them, meeting Sebastian's, "I didn't want to come in. ”

"Say one more word at the Empire's sacred celebration blessing," roared the Emperor, "and I make you regret coming in!"

Vincent brushed his sleeves away.

After this commotion, the archbishop continued to preside over the celebration and pray for blessings. Under his guidance, the emperor worshipped the gods one by one.

"The gods of heaven listen to your prayers, the rightful heir of the great kingdom of Gusselwice, the immortal Rhodes Empire, the great Emperor August Rudolph, may the god of light grant you courage and faith, may the goddess of wisdom grant you wisdom and justice, may the goddess of love grant you mercy and tolerance, may the god of war grant you invincibility, may the goddess of youth grant you a long and healthy life, may the goddess of harvest grant the empire rich and prolific, may the god of thunder grant the empire an eternal inheritance!" the bishop recited the greeting fluently.

"The gods are with me!" Sebastian said in unison.

After praying for the blessing of the empire before the celebration, Emperor August seemed to forget the unpleasantness just now, and took the lead out of the cathedral with a red face and a happy smile.

After leaving the cathedral, no longer riding in a sedan chair, the emperor's family and members of the Imperial Council, the governors and lords of the major provinces rode forward. 12 Imperial Guards Knights and 2 teams of golden robes divided into two sides to escort the emperor and dignitaries from the cathedral to the main square.

Sebastian sat on his horse and looked around nervously, he always fantasized about where an arrow would shoot the emperor, the empress or the princes, and he advised the emperor to sit in a sedan chair, and if necessary, the emperor and his family would change chairs with the members of the imperial council, and even if someone wanted to assassinate him, he could not guess which sedan chair the emperor would sit in. But Emperor Auguste Rudolf was always heroic and confident (conceited?) and couldn't wait to get on his horse as soon as he left the church.

Those onlookers were poked with spears by the golden-robed men and ordered to kneel. On the way forward of the emperor's procession, for a while, the crowd of people rose and fell like ocean waves.

Sebastian saw Olaf Kruger sitting on a white mare, his eyes scanning the crowd, and Olaf waved and winked at the crowd from time to time. He is mostly seducing young girls in the crowd. Sebasti thought with peace of mind.

He looked at the others again, and the Minister of Justice, Fred Mann, was dressed in a black robe, and the nerd dress made him look like a history book, dull to death. The great craftsman Philippe Walzer wore a goose-yellow robe, but his thick arms contrasted with the delicate robe, and if Olaf were to judge, he would say that a cow was dressed in a fine robe. Chancellor of the Exchequer, Krauser Wiggins, wearing a ruby ring, with pale hair and puffy eyes, looked as bad as Sebastian slept as badly, wondering if it was for the purpose of financing the celebration or worrying about the final financial accounts in the future. Bill Newton, the intelligence director, was about to catch up with the emperor, and he was still wearing an expensive silk gown embroidered with elaborate patterns. The worst of all was the scholar, and today he hung all the necklaces, four of them, and the weight was so heavy that he almost lay on the back of the horse.

Sebastian looked at the crowd, and the men, whether commoners or ordinary nobles, or knights, were on their knees, unable to lift their heads or make a sound. Only then did he understand that what the emperor wanted was this kind of feeling, the real feeling of ten thousand people bowing down.

When the emperor's procession came to the main square, it was almost noon, the temporary stands stood high, and the group walked up to the stands, and after the emperor took his seat, on the stage on the other side of the square, the epic drama "The Glory of the Empire" was about to be staged.