Located at the southern end of Nasser City's central street, the Flensian House of Lords is a three-storey stone building covering thousands of square meters that has been destroyed by war several times over the centuries and renovated several times, the most recent of which was when Rousseff was crowned more than 20 years ago.

On the eighth day after the New Year, the House of Nobles, which was supposed to be on New Year's vacation, suddenly opened its doors, dozens of servants cleaned the parliament hall, and the entrance of the courtyard was also covered with a red carpet, just like the scene in previous parliamentary elections.

All the members of the House of Lords in Nasser had been informed by King Rousseff two days in advance that they must come to the House of Lords this morning for a ceremony of the Lordship, and some prominent nobles who were not members of the House of Lords were also invited to attend the ceremony.

The protagonists of the raid ceremony are the current Count of Bayonne, the future Marquis of Lorraine, and the Lord Charles Chevalier of the Chevalier family.

According to the practice on the mainland, the ceremony of a marquis's raid does not need to be held in the House of Lords, as long as His Majesty the King recognizes its legitimacy, it is okay to find a formal occasion at will, but King Roself's personal invitation makes this ordinary marquis's raid ceremony more grand than the duke's raid ceremony.

In the morning, countless noble carriages gathered from all parts of Nasser towards the seat of the House of Lords, and a greater number of Nasser civilians flocked from all directions, so that there was a rare congestion on the wide First Street.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the king's car appeared on First Street.

The gorgeous and heavy carriage drove in the middle, hundreds of knights of the Praetorian Guard in bright armor crowded on both sides, more than a dozen flags with lion crowns fluttered in the wind, and the royal family's grand demeanor infected the tens of thousands of Nasser citizens who were watching around, and the overwhelming shouts and cheers spread throughout the entire Nasser City.

This is the people's respect for the Augustinian family, and it is also the yearning for rights hidden in the hearts of the people.

The carriage stopped at the front of the red carpet at the entrance of the House of Lords, where Speaker Rodrich had been waiting with several of his subordinates, and after the carriage stopped, he waited for a few seconds before opening the door of the carriage with his own hands.

King Rousseff, dressed in formal dress, came out and led a group of younger brothers down the red carpet to the door of the House of Lords.

The entrance to the House of Lords was very high, connected by dozens of steps from First Avenue upwards, and Rosseff paused when he reached the halfway point, turned and waved his hand at the nobles and people who were all over the street, and once again won a tsunami-like cry.

"It's really special to pretend to be forced, this must be the number of ways that my traverser predecessor taught him. ”

A few miles away from here, Charles had just entered First Street, and although it was too far away to see Rosseph's expression, he could guess this standard episode that had been played by dignitaries from various countries on TV in his previous life just by Roseff's general movements.

Compared with the high-profile appearance of King Ruthalf, the entry of Charles is much more low-key, one person and one riding alone, only a battle flag in his hand stubbornly flying in the wind, accompanied by this lonely lone knight.

The battle flag was red and black, the flag was tattered and had several holes, and the bow and sword cross marks on it were also slightly stained, but the howling north wind blew over, giving it the momentum of teeth and claws.

Charles did not wear the luxurious dress that the nobles were accustomed to, nor did he wear the kind of gorgeous armor that was extremely sassy, although a set of dull-colored plate chain composite armor was very clean, but a break on the chest was unusually eye-catching.

This is his dress today, and the tear on his chest is the highest medal of a warrior, and it represents Chevalier's contribution to the Kingdom of Florence more than those bells and whistles, medals, and gowns.

Charles entered First Street in this costume and appeared in front of tens of thousands of people, and the attention he received was naturally different from that when King Ruthalf appeared on the stage, there was no cheer, no shouting, only surprised eyes and surprised eyes.

"Banner of the Hunter Knight....... Chevalier ......."

A veteran with two medals on his chest stood on the side of the road, silently raised his right hand, and gave a trembling military salute to the Charles who came quietly.

Charles saw the medal on the veteran's chest and bowed slightly in return on his horse.

A plainly dressed gentleman took off his hat and bowed to the tattered flag in Charles' hand.

Charles returned the favor again.

Someone stood up, saluting or bowing, paying their respects to the Hunter Knight's banner in Charles' hand.

Instead of bowing in return, Charles puffed up his chest and raised his chin, accepting the people's respect for the Chevalier family.

Decades ago, when Engelul invaded Florence and occupied the royal capital of Florence, the Chevalier family stood firmly by the side of King Rousseff and was the hardcore main battle faction, and the whole family paid for the restoration of Florence with countless lives.

More than 20 years ago, in the most critical battle with Engelu, Chevalier lost more than 20 family descendants in the first battle, and inevitably embarked on the road of decline.

Half a year ago, the Marquis of Bourman Chevalier, the only remaining median-rank transcendent of the Chevalier family, had died in battle in Spaya.

The names of the heroes have been lost in the river of history, and many people only remember the sacrifices and contributions made by that family for the sake of Florence when they see this flag.

By now, under the command of the Hunter Knight Banner, only this handsome young man in front of him was left.

"Kick Kick Kick Click"

The crisp sound of horses' hooves sounded from one end of First Avenue to the other, causing no cheers along the way, but an atmosphere of oppressive admiration slowly spread into the distance as Charles walked.

Charles rode a big black horse and finally walked to the door of the noble house, he jumped off his horse and jumped to the ground, his heavy armor and more than two hundred pounds of weight smashed on the ground, making a muffled "bang" sound.

"Oh!"

Only then did the hundreds of nobles who were watching the ceremony at the gate of the noble court let out an exclamation, ordinary people wearing this kind of plate chain composite armor could not make such an easy and dexterous movement as Charles.

Charles glanced at King Ruthalf, who was waiting for him at the top of the steps, and struggled with the iron flagpole in his hand.

"Boom!"

The flagpole was dug deep into the solid rocky ground.

"Oh!"

The noble ladies exclaimed again, and the strength of the charr made them deeply feel the power of the transcendental.

Charles lifted his legs up the steps and climbed all the way to the entrance to the House of Lords at the top of the steps, where a small platform for dozens of people was waiting for King Rotherf and several prominent nobles.

Rosseph saw Charles walking in front of him, looked at him carefully for a moment, and said in a calm voice: "Little one, your performance surprises me and makes me feel ashamed. ”

Charles didn't make a sound, but knelt down on one knee and looked down at Roseff's feet, with a direct and surprising attitude.

This means that the ceremony of raiding the knighthood should be completed as soon as possible.

"Hehe, is the little guy in such a hurry?"

Rosseff drew his sword and tapped Charles's left and right shoulders lightly.

"I, King of Florence, Rossef Augustine, now canonize Charles Chevalier as Marquis of Lorraine, and may you uphold the legacy of your ancestors and protect the glory of Augustine. ”

Charles felt the strength in his shoulders and breathed a sigh of relief, reciting the oath he had memorized a long time ago.

"We, who are as good as you, swear to you, who are no better than us, that we recognize you as our king and lord, as long as you recognize our status and the ....... of the law"

There is a big difference between the oath of allegiance of the nobles to the king and the oath of allegiance of the knights, which emphasize dedication, while the allegiance of the nobility is more focused on mutual interests.

"Congratulations, Your Excellency the Marquis!"

"Congratulations......"

Charles's raid ceremony was unexpectedly simple, which puzzled the hundreds of nobles who were watching the ceremony, did the winter call us just for these two minutes?

But they won't snub the young Charles, with the title, Charles is already a great nobleman at the top of the Flensian Kingdom, don't you go up to congratulate and congratulate at this time, and wait for someone to give you a gift?

"Your Majesty, is this the end?" Speaker Rodrich approached Rousseff, who had followed the King for many years and did not believe that Rousseff had made such a move with great fanfare, just for this simple canonization.

"Of course not, it's just the beginning!"

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