Anderson was silent, he didn't understand it, but he didn't want to do it.

He was a pure soldier, and he would rather return to the army than the leader of a secret secret service organization or the captain of a bodyguard under the High Lord. What he is looking forward to is to be able to fight the enemy on the battlefield as he has done in the past. Just like when he was a soldier

"Ideals and realities are never satisfying." For a moment, Mormont understood his willingness to be silent, and he wanted to pat Anderson on the shoulder of his thick armor, but he didn't. "If you really don't want to do this, then bring it up to Your Majesty as soon as possible, and I believe Your Majesty will understand you."

At this time, the door of the throne hall, which had been closed, was pulled outward, and before people could look at the door with a blinding light, in the arched corridors on the far left and right sides of the hall, trumpeters in costumes had already appeared at some point. They lined up in front of the crowd, standing tall, holding the trumpet in their hands, and a serious trumpet sounded neatly in the hall.

"Let us welcome, Hero and Guardian of the Great Lordaeron, Ruler of Lordaeron, Lord of the Tirisfard Glades and Silver Pines, Supreme Commander of the Scarlet Crusade, Master of the Knights of the Silver Hand, His Majesty Lockharvey"

Mormont and Mario watched in amazement as Kalia took Locke's arm, and the two stood at the entrance of the hall with their crowns on their heads smiling, and the crowd applauded one after another

That's a big difference! Wasn't the crown supposed to be on the throne, brought by Kalia to Locke?

Mormont was stunned for a while before he reacted, and the king and queen had modified the coronation ceremony without authorization!

His head went blank for a moment, and Mormont's brain began to spin rapidly, but that was fine! This is a testament to the deep affection between the king and the queen, and those rumors that slander the king will be self-defeating. It also avoids the embarrassment of Locke taking the crown from Kalia! Since it's already messed up, let's mess it up to the end! Everything before has to be overturned!

This coronation ceremony will be done by the king and queen at will, but you have to communicate with others quickly to change it, so as to save a moment if something goes wrong

Here, Mario Anderson had already strode to Locke's side, saluted Locke and Kalia, and then took Nogan, a majestic and fully armed royal guard, to follow behind the king and queen who slowly walked to the throne.

Just like when he got married, a pair of eyes looked at Locke with a variety of gazes, but more often than not, looking at himself. It's just that this time Kalia has a side to rely on, and she doesn't feel as hesitant and helpless as last time. She smiled, tightening Locke's arm slightly.

Locke, on the other hand, straightened his back, kept a smile on his face, and kept smiling at the people outside the red carpet, and everywhere he looked, everyone either saluted or bowed.

He saw the group of probationary paladins under him when he was the head of the Preparatory Knights Academy. Once the recruit of the Fifth Legion who threw herself into her arms and cried bitterly, Hayley Lucis wore the rank of lieutenant and a handsome Silver Hand Paladin armor. Next to him are the little Taylor who was sent by his mother to the Preparatory Knight Academy with the rank of second lieutenant, and the second lieutenant Veronica Grevy, who always looks strange, and the former sergeant Nina Alfrey from the First Legion, who has now become the backbone of the Silver Hand, Major Commander

Wait, new knights of the Knights of the Silver Hand! They looked at themselves with tears in their eyes, their right hands trembling slightly, and their silver hand paladins were raised by themselves, and they were probably their most loyal supporters.

Nodding to them, Locke looked past them, and he saw the scouts who had once been from the Scout Wing of the Fifth Legion.

Mina, the wife of Mario, the captain of the Imperial Guard, is a distinguished instructor at the Secret Service Academy. Impressed by the long-blond Assassin Naomi McKinney and Alvin Hamilton, who were once Mario's deputies, the major who was extremely good at disguise. and Steven Kerry, who was strong and tall, always liked to carry his big shield on his back. Well, not brought this time. Harotta, who has a pair of eagle eyes, etc., the Security Bureau has come to many representative people this time, all of whom Locke has seen or come into contact with. Locke looked at them with a smile, thinking to himself that they were also his loyal followers, and that they had now become a high-end force among the agents of the Security Service. With them, the Security Service will not end up getting out of control.

Next, Locke saw all the senior commanders who had an impression of himself from the formation of the Fifth Army to the end. He saw Dalyan clapping his hands happily, and saw Herold's solemn saluting face in the same way that the pyramid was ordered, with rank and rank from high to low, all the way to the Abydis father and daughter and Hudson at the top.

To Locke's regret, the Silver Dawn of Baron Max Veltyrosos was not sent by anyone. He may still not be able to accept the fact that he has become King of Lordaeron

When Locke turned around and stood still in front of the Iron Throne, looking at the pairs of eyes below, an indescribable stir rose in Locke's heart. There is a feeling called getting what you want, and it seems that your long-term plan has finally been achieved.

The royal guards, who had been following him, were scattered under the eleven steps under the eleven steps, separating the king from the nobles.

As he and Kalia sat down slowly, the crowd erupted in loud applause and cheers.

The throne's eight-six-meter-high ceiling suddenly sounded several small pops in succession, followed by a curtain of red petals. People cheered and waved their arms excitedly, and Locke, who was in a daze, faintly heard the civilians outside shouting the slogan "Long live the king" and "Long live the queen".

As he came to his senses, the people were still cheering and talking about the king and queen of Lordaeron, and the future of the kingdom and the implications for the alliance. Sitting on the Iron Throne on the eleven steps, he saw many people he hadn't seen just now.

Leaning to the left of the crowd, he saw Sally and the bishops of the Church of Light, praying to the Light in the crowd, golden light pouring down on everyone in the throne room. He saw the taciturn Norris standing alone in the shadow of the great round stone pillars of the throne room, silently watching him. He saw farther away in the corner, the gnolls, the druids, the grayskins, mingling with a group of Night Elf druids. He saw the wizards covering themselves with heavy hoods, scattered around the hall. He saw Zax, the goblin baron, being alone in an area with a group of goblins boasting about something. He also saw the nobles, led by Viscount Quart, looking at him blankly, without saying a word

He also saw Tyran and Old Fording standing together, and after their eyes met with him, they saluted to him.

Closer, he saw the representatives of the alliance wearing the robes of various countries, and saw the nobles of Kul Tiras looking at him with different eyes.

Locke suddenly found that a large enough force had gathered around him! A force born of attachment to itself! This force should be enough to match the current alliance! It seems that it is this force that has pushed him step by step and finally stepped into the position of King of Lordaeron!

Plasis looked at Locke, who was sitting silently on the throne, and the patriarch of the Ashvan family showed a look of envy, but quickly disappeared, and then talked to Catherine beside him about how Lordaeron would have a relationship with Kurtiras in the future.

Meredith looked at Locke regretfully. As for her daughter, Lucille, like everyone else, is cheering for the new King and Queen of Lordaeron!

Locke sat for a moment, and found that there was no one to guide him on what to do next. He turned his head to look at Berg and Mormont below, the former crumpling the parchment scroll in his hand and holding it casually, then tilting his head and shrugging his shoulders to indicate that he had no plans. The latter, on the other hand, pouted to the foreign guests on the right.

What does that mean? Let me say something? A speech?

No, Locke dismissed the idea. Mormont and Kalia are both in these two things. If what is to be said involves decision-making and diplomacy, then it cannot be said!

Perhaps seeing Locke's doubts, Mormont was directly compared to the action below. He pointed outside, and then made a gesture to eat something in his mouth!

Dine? Drink? Oh! Banquet! Next, head to the seaside garden of the Dragon's Throne Hall, where a small one-day banquet will be held with foreign guests and subordinates who have come to attend their coronation!

But it's not up to me to announce this, right?

Hey, this coronation is a mess! Mormont rubbed the wrinkles on his forehead helplessly. Your Majesty, why do you want to change the process of the coronation at will?

Knocking on his head, Mormont stepped out decisively, standing at the foot of the throne steps, and the front guard turned to look at the people in the throne hall.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let us once again cheer for our King and Queen, and for a better tomorrow for Lordaeron!"

The subordinates who followed Locke cheered in unison, and Locke, who was sitting on the throne, smiled and waved to them. When the cheers subsided, Mormont continued, "We have prepared a banquet in the seaside garden, and I hope that the food of Iva will make you feel our enthusiasm. ”

The nobles naturally knew how to cooperate with the current scene, of course, what if they could make an impression in front of King Lordaeron, and lose some face?

"Aha, I wouldn't mind having a few drinks with you to give you a taste of the warmth of the people of Kul Tiras." Viscount Norvinton touched his thick mustache and shouted at Mormont, his words echoed by the nobles of Coultiras.

Mormont laughed a few times, and he touched his nose, "Hey, you've probably forgotten that I used to be from Kul Tiras. ”

Without waiting for anything else to say, Mormont preemptively said, "The attendants will guide you to the seaside gardens, oh, watch out for the unbuilt palaces along the way." Finally, have a great day! ”

As Mormont finished speaking, the male and female attendants stepped out of the small doors on the left and right, guiding the crowd to the garden behind.

When everything was over in a hurry, only Locke and Kalia who were sitting on the throne were left in the throne hall, and the royal guards who were in charge of security around them, Mormont turned his head and looked helplessly at Locke, who was whispering to Kalia.

"Your Majesty, this may be the only and last time I have ever presided over such a sacred coronation."

"I will be recorded in the historical documents as a prime minister who has no respect for etiquette and ceremonies"