In August 936, the weather was sunny in Aar. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The bustling crowd gathered outside the royal palace in Charlemagne's time, these people were not ordinary people, each of them was a heavyweight nobleman in the palace, and the nobles standing at the front were the tribal dukes, they were all dressed in gorgeous costumes, and each of them had a different look on their faces, and the most delighted was Arrod, Duke of Mecklenburg.

Here I would like to highlight the duke, Arrod. Lord Duke Wendell, the second son of the Wendell family, before him, the Wendell family was just an obscure little nobleman in the Duchy of Mason, but Arold unbelievably rose up, the status of the family was rapidly improved, but it also produced tragedy, too fast is easy to cause jealousy and hatred of others, the nephew of the old Duke of Mason, Count Lautz, raided Fort Lida one night, the castle where Baron Wendell and his family were located, and the Wendell family suffered heavy casualties.

However, Arold was not in Lidaburg at that time, which was a major mistake by the Earl of Lautz, who learned the sad news, immediately led his own army to attack Denmark, all the way south, and finally slashed the Count Lauzitz with his own hands, God, it was really a hearty revenge.

As for the Duke of Mecklenburg, I, the clerk of the Saxon court, Vidukind, will continue to observe the record, but I am now recording a more important ceremony, perhaps the greatest of all time, because the true king, Otto, will ascend the throne.

"Who's that guy?" Arold stood at the gate of the palace and waited, looking at a boy in a gray coat and cloak with an albatross feather hat in it, a large parchment book in one hand and a quill in the other, and a teenage boy holding an inkwell and some miscellaneous items.

"Who, oh, that's Otto's court clerk, a weird old fellow." Herman said to Arold.

"Scrivener, ah, I see." Arrod looked at the man who was struggling to write, nodded, and it seemed that this was like a historian of the Celestial Empire.

"Crunch." Suddenly the gates of the palace creaked open, and inside was a long road, with brightly colored cloths hanging from the trees on both sides, and Otto stood on the steps of the palace.

"It's him, Otto." At this time, the crowd erupted in cheers, and the nobles swarmed up, and before Arold could figure out what was going on, he was pushed and squeezed into the palace.

The dukes and nobles flocked to the palace, and they lifted Otto up from the steps of the palace, and walked all the way to the palace, and the court soldiers along the way did not stop it, all as if it were a parade in a mental hospital.

"Where are we going?" Arold stumbled involuntarily in the crowd, and he asked loudly.

"Go to the foyer of Caroline Hall." The Duke of Swabia said to Arrold.

In the antechamber of the Carolingian Great Hall, between several marble columns, the dukes carried Otto to a throne between the columns and placed him on the throne.

"We salute you, our king, our monarch, the master of the Germans, the rightful king of the East Franks, and offer our allegiance to you, and swear eternal allegiance to you." The duke and the secular nobles stepped back before Otto, then knelt down on one knee before him and swore allegiance in a loud voice.

This was the oldest rite of enthronement among the Germanic peoples, and to Arold it seemed to Arold to be like the election of chiefs of primitive tribes, and Otto listened to the oaths of the dukes and secular nobles, and sat down on the throne with satisfaction, and then a squire with a red velvet cushion and a golden crown on the cushion stepped forward.

The Duke of Swabia stood up, holding the golden crown in both hands, walked up to Otto's side, and placed the golden crown on his head.

"Long live the king, long live the king. Long live the king. The secular nobles stood up and shouted three times to King Otto.

The secular enthronement ceremony was officially established and ended, but Otto, as a Christian king, had to also hold a religious enthronement ceremony, only to see Otto take off his Germanic robes, change into Frankish robes, step down from the throne, and lead the secular nobles to the cathedral of Agao.

"It's coming, it's coming." Outside the cathedral, people had already gathered, craned their necks to look at Otto with his crown.

"Please." The Archbishop of Mainz and the Archbishop of Cologne, dressed in bishopric robes, had been waiting for a long time, and when Otto walked to the bottom of the steps, the Archbishop of Mainz led him from the procession to the center of the church.

"This is Otto, chosen by God, appointed by the first king Henry, and now elected by all the princes as king." The Archbishop of Mainz led Otto to stand in the center of the church and spoke loudly to the crowd.

At this time, if they were satisfied with the election, they needed to cheer and applaud together, and of course no one objected to this, so there was thunderous applause and cheers in the church. The Archbishop of Mainz nodded, led Otto to the altar of the church, made Otto kneel on the cushion in front of the altar, the Archbishop of Cologne took the bottle of holy oil from the deacon's hand, painted a cross on Otto's forehead, and the Archbishop of Mainz handed him the ornaments and objects symbolizing the king.

"A necklace made of gold sheets, a scepter, a orb, and a king's robe with gold thread and a crown with a cross in the center." The Archbishop of Mainz handed Otto the objects one by one, and with the help of the court attendants, put them on, and wearing these heavy king's objects, Otto became more and more majestic.

After the coronation, the two bishops led him to a marble throne in the church, where Otto would ascend to the throne for the second time, which was left by Charlemagne.

"Yi, Yi, Yi, ah, ah, ah~~~." At this time, the choir on one side of the church sang a solemn Mass, in which Otto sat majestically on the throne between the columns, and the ducal and ecclesiastical nobles knelt down to him en masse.

"Hmm." Arrod looked at the majestic king and thought to himself that a great husband should be like this, and that the young Otto had combined the secular and religious forces in a ceremonial way, and it was conceivable that if he used this power well, Otto would accomplish great things.

The secular and religious ceremonies are over, but in the evening there is also Otto's coronation banquet, which is actually the third part of the coronation ceremony.

"Ding Dong~~." The foyer of the palace resounded with music like a spring, and the nobles gathered in the foyer, and the court attendants with wine jugs fluttered through it like butterflies, pouring wine for these noble nobles.

"Are you the Duke of Mecklenburg?" The Duke of Swabia raised his glass and said to Arold with a smile on his face.

"Yes, you're the Duke of Swabia." Arold politely raised his glass and said to the middle-aged nobleman.

"I've heard about your deeds a lot, and even the taverns in my realm have rumors about you." Duke Swabia said with a smile.

"It's just a little thing." Arold said lightly, many of these deeds about Arold were deliberately publicized by Havina's spies, in order to manipulate public opinion.

"You're really different from the young nobles I've ever seen." The Duke of Swabia stared at Arold for a long time and said to Arryd.

"Oh?" Arold asked in confusion.

"If my son has half of your achievements, I'm afraid he will go around boasting about it, for fear that others will not know about it." Duke Swabian said with a wry smile and shook his head.

"Oh, hahaha." Arold laughed when he heard this, sure enough, his soul is still an Oriental, you must know that once the nobles of Europa have achieved something, they want the whole world to know, but the Oriental people are much more subtle.

"My Majesty, Your Majesty will assign duties to the dukes, please be quiet." At this moment, one of the courtiers clapped his hands and said loudly, his words causing the bustling antechamber to gradually fall silent.

"Look, here's the show." The Duke of Swabia blinked, touched Arold with his hand, and said with a playful look on the corner of his mouth.

"Oh, I wonder what position you'll be assigned to, Lord Duke?" Arold reciprocated the cheerful duke's affection and said to him.

"Who knows, it's good to don't want the horse supervisor anyway, I don't want to take care of the horse." The Duke of Swabia smiled and covered it up with a drink, although the head of the Imperial Horse Supervisor was actually a very important position, but no one wanted to be a Bimawin, regardless of whether the people in Europa knew what Bimawen was.

"I, Otto, King of the East Franks, now assign important court duties to the dukes, and I hope they will work with me to govern the kingdom." Otto said the scene, but this interview had to be said.

"Lord Duke of Lorraine will be given the position of Chief Hunter." The courtiers announced the list that had been drawn up long ago to the nobles loudly.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." The messenger of the Duke of Lorraine stepped forward and thanked Otto, and although slightly disappointed, accepted the title.

"May my Lord bless you." King Otto raised his finger and said to the people of Lorraine.

"Duke of Mecklenburg." Suddenly, the courtier said loudly.

"Hmm." Arold didn't expect the second one to call him, and he hurriedly stepped forward and bowed to Otto.

"The Duke of Mecklenburg will be given the post of Treasurer of the Kingdom." The courtier said loudly.

"Wow~~~." The nobles in the antechamber erupted in exclamation, they did not expect Otto to give such an important position to Arrod.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Arold hurriedly thanked.

"The Duke of Franconia is the chief of catering, the Duke of Swabia is the chief of the sommelier, and the Duke of Bavaria is the chief of the Imperial Horse ~~~." The courtiers read long lists and assigned the positions in the court to the princes, but these were really only honorary positions, but Otto concentrated the power of the dukes in this way.