This is not a coronation.

Today's rituals are called "coronation" simply because most people in this era are more familiar with the term.

Gawain stood on the skull of a false god like the top of a hill with a pioneer sword, the black platform with a deep texture completely different from the royal style of the past, the steel wings spread out on both sides of the platform, and the curtain with the imperial emblem stretched all the way to the ground, and in front of this emblem was the steel ranger warband that was entering the square.

Different from the black armor of the magic infantry, the fully enclosed helmet full of mystery, the more orderly phalanx, and the more cutting-edge weapons, the appearance of the second phalanx once again caused a commotion among the crowd inside and outside the square, and this shock also spread to the platform of the castle area.

The nobles of the royal capital, the representatives of the merchants, the knightly officers of the old days, and the representatives of the church, dressed in their most splendid dresses, had done dozens of rehearsals at home, ready to be crowned and cheered, but when the moment came, they almost all forgot how to react.

This is not a coronation, this is a show and a profound "inform".

Cromwell?? The Earl of White Mountain stood on the platform of the Silver Castle, the knight lord of dwarven blood staring at the marching soldiers and their uniform equipment, and only now did he realize that this team was completely different from the armies he had come into contact with before, and he also realized why Cecil's rise was inevitable.

He sighed softly: "Your Majesty Wales...... Looks like that's why you let me stay......"

"Seeing it for yourself is good for those of us who are lucky enough to survive." The Earl of Bahrain, who was next to him, straightened his bow tie as he spoke, and the slightly hairy Count glanced at the many faces on the platform, among which some bowed their heads in contemplation, some trembled slightly, but no matter who they were, they could not help but have a hint of awe.

Not far away, Duke Bedwin and Duchess Victoria were talking, and the Duke of the Westland sighed in a low voice: "Only by ensuring food production in the first place can we popularize education on a large scale, only by ensuring basic education and food supply, can factory production and train professional soldiers be carried out, and only by ensuring equipment and food supply, and at the same time strictly training and re-educating professional soldiers, can such an army be realized, which is a complete chain and is inextricably linked with each other." ”

The Duchess of the North nodded slightly: "The reason why the new deal failed at the beginning was because we only copied a few of the rings, and these rings eventually became bonsai for self-amusement, and it was difficult to become a forest ......."

Cromwell?? Bai Shan listened to the words coming from behind him, and in contemplation, his eyes looked at the square, and on the wide road on the east side, the chariots were lined up to enter.

At the edge of Fort Silver, the gathered citizens had recovered from their initial consternation, and although they did not understand the meaning of this unusual "coronation ceremony", the scene of Cecil's legion marching was enough to make these people who lacked daily entertainment feel full of freshness and surprise.

The soldiers and chariots were formidable and formidable, and they were undoubtedly a terrifying army on the battlefield, but this army was not the enemy here—a subtle thrill stirred up the people in the square, making them uncontrollably eager to discuss, and at last burst into cheers.

And between the cheers and commotion, in the small clearing isolated by the soldiers, a group of technicians in the robes of the magic technician are operating several mechanical devices, the optical crystal is calibrated and pointed in the direction of the Silver Castle, and the young man in the dress is excitedly explaining next to the machine: "...... This is the site of Saint-Sunil, where the phalanx of Iron Ambassadors is being inspected by His Majesty...... Cheers on all sides, Miss Witch, do you hear me—cheers everywhere! ”

As soon as the young man finished speaking, another shout suddenly came from the east side of the square, and along with the shouting, there was a continuous stream of holy light that escaped like a cloud.

Heavily armoured, armed with a warhammer and iron-clad prayer book, the White Knights entered the plaza with heavy and powerful steps.

The surging light reverberated within this team, and despite the smallest number of people, the power and presence of this group was almost the strongest of all the teams at the moment, and the White Knights were followed by the Knights of the Original Holy See and the Sisters who were also shrouded in the Holy Light......

People continued to cheer and talk, and ordinary people often did not see how much symbolism was hidden in a ritualized stage, they just felt that the scene was new and spectacular, but on the viewing platform of the castle not far away, the atmosphere was calm and quiet for a moment.

The nobles looked at each other for a moment, and the knights and merchant representatives looked a little bewildered at the area where the church personnel gathered, only to see that the priests in the robes of the priests were just standing there quietly, expressionless, calmly watching all this happen.

In the middle of the priesthood, Veronica, who was holding a platinum scepter, showed a shallow smile and said softly, "Now, the army of the gods is about to be reviewed by the emperor. ”

In a room in one of the towers of Fort Silver, Melita in a veil?? Pernia stood in front of the window, watching the square through the crystal glass, and when the knights and nuns representing the power of the Church entered, the humanoid dragon smiled softly and returned to the table.

On the table was a stack of manuscripts, which had been turned to the last page, and on that tough enchanted parchment there was only one sentence:

To sum up, even though the road is difficult, our success is also an inevitability, which is determined by the laws of history......

Miss Agent blinked, and a low voice came from under the veil, "This thing...... I'm not going to make a good offer. ”

On the square, due to the small number of troops in the new empire, this "parade" did not last long, and in the end, all the phalanxes completed the review, and after the religious war regiment left the field as the last force, the original magic energy combat regiment returned to the open space in front of the drawbridge according to the predetermined process, and quickly changed formations under the commander's command, lined up in three horizontal lines, facing the crowd on the periphery of the square.

It wasn't until this moment that Gawain finally moved, he held the hilt of the sword with one hand, raised it slightly with the other, and his voice resounded all around: "All of them have-

"Raise your sword, light up your blade—

"Salute to the citizens of the Empire!"

The previous cheers and noise disappeared in an instant, and after a moment of silence, an expected commotion spread through the crowd, and when the Imperial soldiers really raised their swords in salute, almost everyone subconsciously took a half step back in fear and helplessness, and then people began to look at each other, bewildered by the scene in front of them.

They can't understand the scene.

Gawain knew it was inevitable, but he just wanted to leave it to history.

Before the commotion could continue, a large holographic projection installation set up in front of the Silver Castle was activated.

With a low hum of magic, huge light curtains rose from the ground, appearing out of thin air like bell towers, and the crowd in the square was momentarily stunned, they fell silent, and then their eyes widened, staring intently at the scene presented by the holographic projection.

The Wizard Legion set out from the Rock Fortress and set foot on the Plains of the Holy Spirit, all the way north.

Cities and villages have been devastated by armies of crystal clusters, desolate ruins littered with corpses and monstrous monsters roaming the battlefield.

Soldiers fought valiantly, the ground was scorched, cities were recaptured, and the remaining refugees were transported to the rear.

Armored trains opened fire on the tracks, and the steel defense line set up between the mountains and mountains fired in unison, and the defense line was constantly broken through and counterattacked.

The images have been chosen, and the parts that might cause panic have been skimmed, but even so, the crowd in the square has been stirred up again and again, and some people even want to flee in fear: the shock of facing the holographic projection is enormous, especially for ordinary people who have just experienced the battle of Saint-Sunil.

But in the end, the crowd kept order—because people hadn't seen holograms unseen. Magic is everywhere in this world, and civilians have seen it, if not if they can't grasp it, and they have realized from the beginning that it is all magically recorded images, and after experiencing the initial tension, they have quieted down and begun to watch the shocking scenes.

Outside of Saint-Sunil, in a place they could not see, the war was so brutal.

Eventually, all the footage was over, and Gawain's full-length image appeared in a huge projection.

"Citizens, all who live in this land, whether you are slaves or freemen, merchants or peasants, soldiers or generals, commoners or nobles, whoever you are, wherever you are now—

"Your Emperor is now addressing you.

"This country has been through severe challenges and trials, and all of us, have just survived a catastrophe - the enemy tried to bring us down, with plagues, with monsters, with war, and even with the power of the stolen gods, but in the end, we still survived.

"We won.

"But any victory is temporary.

"Difficulties and challenges will always exist, whether it is war, or hunger, or plague, or other natural and man-made disasters, living in this world, we have no way to escape, we can only resist head-on, because survival is our first element.

"In order to survive, to face the challenges of this world, to face the people and things that try to kill us, to destroy us, I stand here and declare to you that a new nation will be established in this land that has been reborn from the ashes.

"The Cecil Empire will be a refuge for all in this land, and each and every one of you, the glorious subjects of the Empire, the citizens of the future, will belong to each and every one of you—and we will rebuild its ruins and clean up its dirt with diligence and wisdom, and it will be strong for each of you, and glorious for each of you.

"We will fight hunger, we will fight pestilence, we will fight ignorance and ignorance, we will be well fed, we will be safe, and no matter how long the day takes, we will surely let it come.

"I am your Emperor, Gawain?? Cecil, I promise you that everything I say here today will be the cornerstone of Cecil's empire and will always be valid. ”

The holographic projection faded away.

The cheers were a few seconds late, and the people seemed to be still thinking about His Majesty's stirring words, but the cheers finally rang out, resounding throughout the city of Saint-Sunil.

On the viewing platform of Silver Castle, Rebecca, who was wearing a court dress, stared at all this with wide eyes, and she was so excited that she wanted to raise her hand several times, but she hesitated to look at Aunt Hetty, who was dressed in a dress next to her, and put her hand away again.

The attendants nearby didn't know what Her Royal Highness wanted to do, and they all looked a little at a loss, and finally Hetty turned her head slightly, and whispered in a voice that only Rebecca could hear:

"Today is an exception.

"Rub a big one—think of it as a commemoration of a historic moment."

When the fireball, almost the size of a magic car, flew out of the Silver Fort and exploded in the sky, the sound of a cannon salute came from the east and west sides of the square at the same time.

As the car began to turn and prepare to return to the castle courtyard, Gawain exhaled softly and glanced up at the sky.

His nerves relaxed slightly, and he couldn't help but think of a question-

A few years later, "Imperial Princess Rebecca?? What is the diameter of the fireball that Cecil put at the founding ceremony and what does it symbolize? Will it become a hateful historical question?

The ceremony continues, and the ceremonial process and finishing touches will continue until around sunset, but Gawain, the new Empire Patriarch, is largely done, and he can return to the castle to rest before the dinner begins.

When he returned to his room, he was not surprised to see Melita, who had been waiting here for a long time. Pernia.

"Congratulations, Gawain?? Your Majesty Cecil," Miss Acting smiled, saying congratulatory words, "the Age of Empires has begun. ”