Chapter 6, the name of the imperial capital
Chapter 6, the name of the imperial capital
"Is this a sign of contempt for the Empire and the Holy See?" Secretary of State Hegelst, who had sat quietly in a not-so-secluded corner, suddenly stood up and spoke in a different and cheerful atmosphere, silent as water, and silent as ice.
This big man, who has always voted on major resolutions in Noxus, or followed the crowd or simply abstained from voting, today this simple sentence is quite shocking. Maybe this is not the big man who is about to spend two terms in the position of secretary of state against Burnham? General Darkwell's frontal provocation, but with a more or less provocative meaning.
This caused most of the aristocracy, who had been waiting to see what was happening, to suddenly distract themselves from Burnham and move to Hegelst, the secretary of state, who had always been known for his silence and low profile in the political arena. From the original quietly watching the changes, it has also become a mountain to watch the tiger fight.
Although the gap between the two tigers is a little bigger, it does not affect the interest of this group of nobles and celebrities who have nothing to do in the council hall and are looking for fun.
Unfortunately, before General Burnham could respond, a loud voice rang out in the chamber, "Augustus has seen Burnham?" General Darkwell. ”
The sound was like thunder, destroying the solemn emotions and atmosphere accumulated in the chamber.
When Sain, whose eyes were dull and looked honest and even stupid, heard this voice, two dazzling lights suddenly burst out in his eyes, and his momentum suddenly changed, a peerless sharp arrogance that the other Iron Oak Medal winners who were crawling out in the sea of corpses and blood all felt.
Looking back, a silly smile appeared on that honest face.
Burnham's heroic laughter rang out in the council chamber, and he said, "Get in and explain it yourself!" ”
Immediately, before he appeared, the council hall had already set off an undercurrent of thousands of layers. Even Augustus, who almost stirred up a bloody storm, appeared in the limelight.
Dressed in an ordinary white robe and cape, dressed in simple and even shabby linen clothes, carrying a delicate scimitar, a man of about 1.8 meters, who did not look handsome, but like a peerless sharp sword, the young man calmly stepped into the threshold of this council hall that many nobles in Noxus wanted to break into all their lives.
With the noble surname Konstantin Ling, the perverse and violent, and the old man who was known as a "vampire", Count Pekoski, who was willing to be a slave and lackey, carried a fuchsia cane. With that withered and yellowed finger, he pointed at Augustus, who calmly stepped into the council hall, and said softly: "A real green leaf knows how to use himself to set off the value of safflower to the maximum!" Now that the red flower has arrived, the real protagonist has appeared. ”
Standing respectfully behind the old man, the "vampire count" Pekoski stared at Augustus, who was about to step into the center of the council chamber with eyes that did not fit the eyes of a nobleman who was about to step into the threshold of the nobles, and his eyes were full of scrutiny.
Bending down slightly, shaking the crystal glass with wine in his hand, the violent and short-tempered "Werewolf Duke" Elquillo looked at Augustus with interest to the Cardinal of Archbishop Haiga, and said quietly: "Augustus, this knight who came out of the dangerous Stambod Forest. Favored by General Burnham, this is the third time he has been nominated for the Order of the Iron Oak. ”
In the simplest of words, Elquilo recounts Augustus's mighty past. From his claw you may know the lion. If it weren't for his outstanding feats and achievements, how could he be nominated for the Iron Oak Medal three times in a row?
Instead of pretending to be clever and using more detailed words to explain the deeds of this fierce soldier to the wise cardinal, he believed that the cardinal of Hygea had already come to his own judgment by virtue of his few words: what is the position of Augustus today, horse? Or a pawn?
Cardinal Archbishop Haigay carefully looked at Augustus, who had attracted much attention and was walking in their direction, and a charming smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said softly: "Stambod Forest? Isn't that where Guliglan, the scum of the knights of the Noxian Empire, lives? Could it be that Augustus was a disciple of Guliglan?? ”
The werewolf duke shook his head in dismay. Staring at Augustus, who had already walked in, he calmly replied: "It's the knight squire of the sixth knight of the empire, Guliglan, this will definitely not be wrong." But as for whether he was a disciple of Guliglan, it is not clear, only to ask Augustus himself. ”
As soon as these words fell, Augustus happened to walk past the "Werewolf Duke" Erquilo, and without stopping, he walked straight to the team of the council hall who was about to be honored. That forgotten corner. But because of the presence of General Burnham, who shines everywhere, he has become the focus of everyone in the council room.
When Augustus walked to the ranks, before Augustus could habitually stretch his feet, Sain, who occupied the best position, took the initiative to abdicate and let the virtuous general face the 'throne' of General Burnham to give up. Augustus glared fiercely at his younger brother Sain, who had deliberately pushed him into the fire pit, but Sain looked at him. The nose and mind simply do not look at where Augustus is, in order to prevent the wrong thing from being guided by the wrong emotions.
Augustus helplessly stood at Burnham? In front of General Darkwell, in front of the high-ranking old man who had deducted one of his Iron Oak Medals and was about to suppress his two Iron Oak Medals, Augustus had a spineless smile on his face.
Augustus, who had already had a line in his stomach, was just about to talk about words such as showing respect for Burnham, when the prescient General Burnham said lightly: "Explain it yourself, today I hope your Iron Oak Medal will not be stored with me anymore!" ”
The gushing words were choked in his throat before he could get out. Augustus straightened the already very standard collar and cuffs, swept the hall, bent down, and said apologetically: "Please forgive me for being late. He then made a triangular gesture to the statue with the Seraphim on its back in front of the council chamber, so that in order to show their devotion to the faith, even the cardinal archbishop had to stand up and salute the seraphim, a symbol of peace and protection.
Immediately, Augustus turned back and made another Byzantian religious salute to the people present. This ritual was different from the one of the previous rituals of the angel Irun Saibe, who was the left guardian angel of God Jehovah, but it was very solemn. In the face of this apologetic rite in the Byzantian Holy See, the crowd did not return the salute. Quietly look at Augustus and wait for Augustus's explanation.
"I have expressed my remorse to the benevolent guardian angel Lord Elensebe, but Augustus, a devout believer, still feels compelled to say sorry to you." Augustus said as he bent down again.
Hearing this, everyone's faces turned strange. Being late for something as important as a solemn award ceremony is not a big deal, but it's not a small thing either. Generally, those who arrive late are basically nobles, and those who are awarded are basically early, so Augustus can be regarded as a wonder.
The aristocracy doesn't have that fuel-efficient lamp, basically if that person is hated by the aristocracy. Then that person is destined to face a series of terrifying and terrifying things. Maybe it's a definitive revenge on the surface, or it's a myriad of small actions in the dark.
If he is dissatisfied with a group of nobles, then the fate of this person is destined to be bumpy. At this moment, Augustus was faced with this very special situation, and if Augustus could not give a reasonable explanation for his tardiness, even if there was Burnham? General Darkwell, the guardian of the towering tree, will inevitably suffer from the nobles' stumbling in the next award ceremony.
Therefore, Augustus first confessed to the benevolent guardian angel Iran Sebe, so that the nobles and priests who were forced to sit stood up and saluted the guardian angel, and the atmosphere of confrontation with the same enemy in the room was instantly erased and replaced by a sacred religious atmosphere. Then he bowed to the nobles and distinguished bishops present and apologized. Therefore, even if the nobles present still wanted to investigate Augustus for being late, there would not be much punishment.
The nobles' faces were calm, but many of them despised this guy who had won the Iron Oak Order three times in a row and was valued by Burnham, and his IQ was no more than that, and Burnham saw the wrong words this time. Augustus, with an apologetic face, carefully picked up the late time that he could gently put down in the presence of the divine.
With a wry smile on his face, Augustus said in a pleasant tone: "Without any guide, a timid and shy road-idiot commoner searching for the council chamber of the Cathedral of Eugustín in St. Peter's is a very difficult task in itself. And on the streets of St. Peter's City, he accidentally ran into Du? The thousand-mile pursuit of Miss Caterina, the daughter of General Kekao, thus exacerbates this already difficult task. Eventually, the road idiot crossed the walls of the Cathedral of Eugustín in a way that was not very light, and was guided by a little nun. Finally it's time for the council chamber! ”
After a pause, Augustus looked at General Burnham, whose face was calm and could not see his anger, bent down slightly, and said: "If you are still not satisfied with my apology, I can only deposit the Iron Oak Order in the honorable Burnham for the third time?" Where's General Darkwell! ”
The voice fell. The nobles who had already forgiven Augustus for his apology and tardiness in a self-deprecating tone were slightly stunned when they heard Augustus' last words.
They suddenly remembered that the ordinary-dressed and ordinary-looking guy in front of them was actually a fierce man who had been nominated for the Iron Oak Order for three consecutive years.
Outside, the vampire Duke Pekoski, who had been staring at Augustus' performance, hooked a smile on the corner of his mouth that fascinated a woman at any stage, and said softly: "It is really worthy of Lord Burnham who is willing to be a red flower set off by green leaves." Maybe in the future, Noxus will rise to a second Darius, no, he may be even more terrifying by that madman Darius! ”
Pekoski, who was only concerned with sighing, did not notice that the old man standing behind him, who could be touched by the wind, was looking at Augustus with a scrutinizing look, and there was an unpredictable flow of emotion in his eyes that were as obscure as the stars and as wise as the sea.
On this day, in the Archbishop of Hygaia, Burnham? Under the green leaf of a large number of Noxian ruling classes such as Darkwell, the head of the Bacon family, and Secretary of State Hegelst, Augustus moved St. Peter's City. (To be continued.) )