Chapter 13: My Emperor Eckhart (I)
"The inheritor of the ancient Sakran Kingdom, the bloodline of the Dragon King family;
Defender of the Holy Cross, Patron of Wisdom and Truth;
Leader of the Ebodens, Grand Commander of the Arles, Sovereign of the Elemites and Lothair, Co-Lord of the Byonians and Boi, King of the Sacraans;
The head of the Knights of Edgeworth, the commander of the Empire's legions;
The Supreme Emperor of the Twelfth Generation of the Sakran Empire, the Dragon Rider;
His Majesty Eckhart de Salion II ββ!"
Accompanied by the deep voice of the royal guard, a heavier step came from outside the door, a sonorous sound more like the sound of distant thunder than a war drum.
The six cabinet ministers seated in their chairs stood up at the same time and knelt neatly on one knee at the long table.
In a moment, the black-haired wizard who reacted also quickly knelt on the spot, looked at the figure who walked into the hall with the corner of his eye, and silently clenched his right hand.
Although it was his own plan to force the other party to come forward, he really had to face His Majesty the Emperor...... To say that you are not nervous is to deceive yourself.
"Get up. β
With this short sentence, the whole hall felt a sense of relief, and Loren, who twitched his throat slightly, straightened up again, raised his head slightly, and a burly figure appeared at the end of the long table.
The majestic and resolute face made it difficult for Loren to judge the age of the other party, and he could only see that the hair on his sideburns had turned gray, and he was dressed in a delicate red and black robe, with a black and cold iron crown on top of his head, and his red pupils were as bright as electricity.
He was silent with his hands flat, but at the end of the long table, with his bright eyes, carefully studied the dark-haired wizard who was a little uneasy.
"Loren Turin. β
A deep and incomparably slow voice sounded, every word with great clarity:
"From now on, one minute. β
Huh?Loren frowned slightly.
"Within a minute, give me a good reason for you to become Brandon de Salion's wizarding advisor. Eckhart II's voice echoed through the halls:
"You're running out of time. β
As the words fell, Loren suddenly looked up at him.
But His Majesty the Emperor had closed his eyes and no longer looked at him.
One minute... Want to convince him in a minute?
How is this possible?!
At that moment, Loren's mind went blank... Eckhart II's words were very slow, twenty-five seconds had passed since he spoke, and there was only a little more than half a minute left, and there was no time!
The pitch-black pupils shrank suddenly, and the hand on the back trembled slightly.
Albert, the wizard advisor to the Imperial Wizard with a surprised expression, and Telles, the inquisitor of the Church who watched coldly;
The dismissive Chancellor of the Exchequer Siscott, the somewhat expectant Justice Victor, and the military secretary of State, Sevelyn, have always ignored their own military secretary......
And, of course, the former Keeper of the Seals, Metternich Leopold;
They were watching to see if they were capable enough to converse with them, as Brandon de Salion had said, either as enemies or as friends;
Slow down......
The words of Brandon de Salion echoed in Loren's ears again:
β...... My father's cabinet was probably the smallest of all emperors, almost to the point where it could not have been leaner, but was actually ......for the sake of autocracy."
β...... These high-ranking and powerful cabinet ministers have different attitudes towards you, but they are unlikely to make the final decision on you based on their own opinions......"
With a long sigh of relief, Loren Turin, with his hands behind his back, strode to Eckhart II's chair in ten seconds under the gaze of all the eyes in the hall;
In three seconds, tidy up the placket;
Within five seconds, kneel on one knee in the most standard position, with your right arm resting on your knee;
Within a second, hang your head and bow your head slightly;
...... It's time.
Six pairs of eyes stared at the black-haired wizard, and the hall was silent.
"Come up to me, and get down on your knees......" Eckhart II said lightly, "Loren Turin, this is how you persuaded me?"
"Not really. β
In front of everyone's gaze, the black-haired wizard said calmly, "It was clear from the beginning that it was impossible for me to change His Majesty's wishes. β
"You gave up, and you used this self-defeating way to repay Brandon's expectations of you?"
"No, I am well aware of the care that His Highness Brandon has put into this matter, and I am more than happy to be loyal to him. Loren resolutely raised his head and said categorically:
"But I will never change your mind in the way I just argued with the cabinet ministers!"
Without giving them time to think about the language of this sentence, Loren immediately continued to speak:
"The reason why I have to argue with the Cabinet Ministers is that I, as a sorcerer, and as a knight certified by the Church, must defend me and the dignity of those to whom I am loyal by deeds, when my honour is questioned. β
"But... I don't need to, and I can't do it here. β
"The one who can decide my fate, the one who can decide whether I am qualified or not is you, and any person, any external force, any word or deed in this world... No, let alone shake the determination of His Majesty the Emperor!"
"The will of the Supreme Emperor is the will of the Supreme Emperor - this unshakable authority is the foundation of the Sakran Empire!" Loren's expression was very serious, and he looked at His Majesty the Supreme Emperor in front of him with burning eyes.
Eckhart's face was more similar to Conod's, his grim expression was almost identical, except for the addition of gray sideburns and a few wrinkles.
Also, those slightly surprised eyes......
"Therefore, His Majesty the Supreme Emperor Eckhart II ......" At the last moment, Loren almost used all his strength to let himself shout:
"Please tell me what your final decision isββ?!
Reversal of the situation!
That's right, that's the key, that's the heart of everything - if Eckhart II is really an extremely authoritarian, powerful Emperor His Majesty, as Brandon said... How could you change your mind just because of a few words?!
Since everything you do is useless, you might as well just blindfold yourself and throw the choice directly to the other party... After all, choice and adjudication are the true meaning of the word "power".
The War Chancellor, Sevelin, gasped and stared at Eckhart II, awaiting his decision;
The Chancellor of the Exchequer, Siscott, and Metternich Leopold looked at each other, and the Chancellor, Victor, leaned in and whispered something in the ear of the Chancellor of the Seals;
The church inquisition, which had been watching coldly from the beginning to the end, still did not seem to change its mind, and turned its head away with a light snort.
"Ahem, ahem... Your Majesty......"
The generous Master Albert sneered again and stood up to play the round: "It's not too early, if you don't plan to decide right away, you might as well ......"
Eckhart II slowly raised his right hand, preventing him from continuing.
He looked at Loren Turin with a meaningful gaze.
"Master Albert Tarot, could you please do something?" said Eckhart, in a heavy, magnetic voice.
"Of course, please let Your Majesty do so. The wizard advisor hurriedly got up.
"Inform the Celestial Dome Palace... No, just make it official. Eckhart II never took his eyes off the black-haired wizard, stroking the armrest of the chair, and groaned majesticly:
"From this day onwards, Loren Turin is officially appointed as the thirteenth prince of the empire, the adviser to Brandon de Salion, all in accordance with royal standards, and the heraldic court will let them issue documents and insignia as soon as possible. β
"Loren Turin, go with Master Albert Tarot to accept your official appointment. β
For a moment, the cabinet ministers looked at each other with different expressions;
In this way... It's over?
It's that simple?
Before he could react, Loren stood up in a daze, and was led by the kind Master Albert by his right hand to the door, and Metternich Leopold, who was sitting on the side, seemed to want to say something, but finally gave up.
"Wait a minuteββ!"
The black-haired wizard was about to leave when he was called out again.
At the moment of turning, Loren clearly saw a flash of Brandon-like "sly" smile on the face of this Eckhart II, and said in his thick voice:
"Your Excellency Loren Turin, it is indeed as rumored to be......
You're pretty eloquent!"