Gawain had guessed that Wales was not greedy for the throne, but to be honest, he didn't expect the other party to do so thoroughly, and to go so extremely.

Not only did he overthrow himself, but he also broke the aristocratic rules that Ansu had inherited for seven hundred years - the king is the lord of the lord, and the lord is an extension of the king.

As the one who broke this rule, he led the enraged aristocracy to overthrow himself, and when he did, an irreparable rift would open in the king-aristocracy structure of Ansu, and the system would become easy to destroy and difficult to recover.

Some saw this, but they chose to be silent, others did not, they were basking in the strange passion of overthrowing a king, and some of the more astute people noticed the dark tide surging in the scene and the steel chariots of the Cecil not far away.

A new era is coming – the old school has rejected it, but the new era has come.

Run over.

Wales calmly took off his crown in full view, and it was not until he handed the crown to his attendants that the nobles and soldiers in the scene reacted and made a little commotion—it seemed that there was a little real sense of truth at this moment, that the king who had only been on the throne for eight days had been relieved of his royal power, and after confirming this, some people were overwhelmed.

The king stepped down...... And what about the new king?

Bai Dewen?? Franklin wasn't silent for long, and before the commotion could spread, he stepped forward and lifted the Mithril plate in his hand.

"Now that the time is ripe, I will announce to you a special law that will be passed down only between the Duke of Protector and the royal family, this law was jointly formulated by the founding king Charles I and the original Duke of Protectorate, and is divided into several parts in the form of a Mithril contract, sealed in the four realms, me and Victoria?? The Archduchess of Wilde can attest to the validity of this law.

"This is the Emergency Succession Act, which reads as follows—"

As this secret regulation, which had been sealed in the dust for seven hundred years, was announced, the eyes of everyone at the scene widened.

This is more than almost everyone expected.

Pairs of stunned eyes exchanged glances in the air, the crowd on the fringes whispered uncontrollably, and the nobles in the center fell into an eerie silence, some with contemplative expressions, others with understanding, but none of them questioned it.

Because knowledge of the times has always been one of the virtues of the aristocracy, with their acumen, they have long realized that today is destined to change.

"Today, there is no direct heir available for the Moen bloodline, all the collateral branches can hardly inherit the weight of the crown, the power of Ansu is empty, and the first founding duke is still alive. Archduke Cecil will automatically become the new king.

"Duke Cecil, you can take this oath."

Patrick Vine handed the Mithril plate he was holding in his hand to Gawain, his eyes quietly staring at the Founding Duke in front of him.

A pair of eyes in the square also raised, staring intently at the center of the scene.

Gawain smiled and reached for the Mithril Oath: "Indeed, this country needs a protector and ruler now, otherwise it probably won't survive this winter......"

Hearing this, the nobles in the square showed a smile with mixed meaning, and then they lowered their heads slightly one by one, hiding all the changes in their eyes, and prepared to cheer for the new king.

Gawain's hand brushed over the Mithril Oath.

"But I'm not going to take the crown from Charlie."

The sturdy Mithril metal plate silently turned to fine ash and drifted away in the wind.

The calm on Duke Bardwin's face was broken, he watched all this in amazement and surprise, and even Victoria next to him couldn't help but show a trace of shock on his face, only the Welsh standing behind Gawain still had a calm expression, and the corners of his mouth hid an imperceptible smile.

The nobles in the square waited for a long time with their heads down, and without waiting for the signal of the Duke of Bardwin to give the order to cheer, they looked up in confusion, and finally saw the last scene of the powder drifting in the wind, so they continued to exclaim in low voices.

Gawain rubbed his hands, removed the last bit of Mithril powder from his fingertips, and turned his head to look at the square:

"Ansu's kingship is over, starting with Moen and ending with Moen, and it will end with dignity instead of being embarrassed and forcibly continued - the last king of Ansu held the country, and I hope you will remember that.

"This land will continue, this catastrophe will end, and new sprouts will grow from the burned land, but 'Ansu' has become a history, and a new nation will be built here to protect this land and its people, and I hope you will understand that.

"I promise that the process will be smooth and stable, that the land will eventually prosper and become strong, and that it will never fall into chaos and decay, and that all acts that disrupt order will be severely punished, in order to protect the safety and rights of all.

"This is not a suggestion, but a notice that I have made clear to everyone on the scene. Then the naysayers came out and took a step forward. ”

The whole square could be heard of pins falling, but only the chariots and magical combatants of Cecil's legion watched in silence, no sorrow or joy, and discipline was in order.

After an unbearable dead silence that seemed like a century, Victoria suddenly whispered, "I support it." ”

Duke Bardwin glanced at the Duchess of the North.

The southern border is Cecil's territory, the eastern border has existed in name only, the northern border has pledged allegiance, most of the plains of the Holy Spirit has been under the de facto control of Cecil's legions, and the royal capital is within the range of those war machines.

It doesn't make a difference whether you support it or not, let alone Gawain?? Cecil was already qualified to inherit the throne, and now what he did was only to go one step further in this qualification.

"I support it." The Grand Duke of the Western Realm took half a step forward and said in a deep voice.

Gawain nodded to the two guardian dukes, his eyes swept over the crowd in the square, and he showed a smile: "Very good, no one will object, then I will also fulfill my promise." ”

Then he added: "Since we are about to start a new history, we have a lot more to do - please pack your bags as soon as possible and return to the royal capital, and I will discuss with the two guardian dukes how to restore order as soon as possible, how to formulate the framework of the country as soon as possible, and how to resume production as soon as possible." In addition, this crisis is far from over, and I believe that as the main battle faction, you can also understand that we have not yet reached the time to relax. ”

Gawain used the imminent crisis to remind the nobles of the royal capital who were in a state of confusion at the end of the day, and he was sure that this would temporarily lift their spirits and reduce the chaos that might ensue.

The drama unfolded in an unexpected way and ended in an unexpected way, with the mighty procession regrouping and heading to the royal capital in the sinking sunset.

Cecil's legion entered the city.

The mighty and awe-inspiring tracks of chariots crushed the ancient stone pavement of St. Sunil, heavily armed magical warriors marched in orderly formation, and white knights with warhammers on their shoulders walked in front of the ranks, holy light floating and banners fluttering.

Citizens who had just survived the life-and-death crisis walked to the sides of the streets, and they gathered in a procession to enter the city, saluting with curiosity and awe, some were frightened by the strange sound of tanks, and their faces were pale and prostrate to the ground, and more yellow-skinned civilians and serfs knelt on the side of the road, as if ready to kiss the boots and footprints of demonic combatants.

They are numb and passionate, joyful and fearful.

Amber and Gawain stand together in the chariot, half leaning out of the chariot (Amber stepped on a stool).

Looking at the scenes on both sides of the road and seeing those people prostrate on the ground, Miss Half-Elf couldn't help frowning: "You'll make these people stand up in the future, right?" ”

"Of course, just like I did in the South."

"I know, I'm just checking again...... Amber whispered, "I'm just feeling a little panicked...... You've really made it this far...... Although the government affairs department has indeed made plans and various departments have also made preparations, I am afraid that no one expected it to be so soon. ”

Gao Wen glanced at the half-elf who was a little cute, and couldn't help but smile: "I said, I will hit the royal capital." ”

At the back of the line, Wales?? Moen glanced back at the towering walls of St. Sunil.

On the city wall, which had been soaked in countless blood, had undergone countless attacks, and had been defended with the lives of knights and warriors, a banner of King Ansu with a blue background and gold edges was slowly lowering.

The person who carried out the flag lowering there was Cohen, the head of the Royal Knights?? Loren – This is the decency that Duke Cecil left to the Moen royal family.

On the side of Wales, the stout and gray-haired Cromwell?? The Earl of Baishan also looked back at the royal flag that was being lowered, watching the flag being dyed with a hazy glow in the setting sun, watching it completely disappear on the city wall, the Earl of Baishan finally couldn't help choking: "Your Majesty, the royal flag has fallen, I ......"

"I'm not a king anymore," corrected Wales, "and a new flag will be raised." Count Baishan, puff out your chest, you and your family are loyal to this country, and this country has not fallen. ”

With dwarven blood, Cromwell, who is extremely special among the many nobles of Ansu?? Earl Baishan took a light breath: "Salute to you." ”

The royal flag of Ansu was lowered, and the flag representing Cecil began to fly on the walls of St. Sunil, and although the framework of the new state had not yet been established, and many other matters such as the transfer of power had not yet begun, the change of flag alone was enough to convey a lot of information.

On the tallest spire of the Silver Castle, a figure in a lilac gauze skirt with a translucent veil covering his face is quietly looking down on this "ancient" human royal city, looking down on the change of flags in the distance.

Moments later, Melita?? Pernia tapped her ear, and a pale golden communication interface appeared in front of her.

"Ansu has changed the kingship, Gawain?? Cecil would become the new master of the country, but he did not seem to have chosen to inherit the title of King of Ansu, but rather wanted to create a new state more radically. ”

The lines on the communication interface trembled, and a slightly distracting rustle came from it: "...... The change of power was expected...... It's just that he didn't inherit the throne and chose to end the Ansu throne, which is surprising, but understandable. The kingdom of humanity has been completely reshuffled, and it is much easier to paint on a blank sheet of paper than to revise an old oil painting......"

Melita blinked: "My last report...... How's it going? ”

The face-to-face voice of the communication community was quiet for two seconds, and then said with a sigh: "The review team has finally decided to accept your statement and not to pursue your unauthorized actions, but the chairman has a message for me to remind you privately." ”

Melita suddenly became nervous: "You won't have to deduct my salary, right?!" ”

“…… The chairman hopes that you will not be so blatant next time you drill the loophole, at least describe the reason a little more mellowly, 'undertaking the freight business is not considered to meddle in the war, because the freight is collected' This kind of words are directly written in the report to make it difficult for everyone, you really haven't been thrown to the ground when you were still an egg? ”

"The last sentence was also said by the Chairperson?"

"I said that."

Melita exhaled and patted her chest: "Oh, that's fine......"

There seemed to be a large string of Tallrond expletives coming from the other side of the communicator at once, but Melita?? Pernia had blocked out these unfavorable words, she looked up, glanced at the group that was gradually approaching the Silver Castle, and then at the cathedral not far away, which was still shrouded in holy light and looked like everything was normal, and couldn't help but sigh softly.

"This year's human ...... There are so many variables......

"But it would be nice if you could use these variables to break free."