As soon as the news of Beria's death was made public, the politicians of the Imperial Diet, who were good at seeing the wind and steering, immediately changed their tune, did not say a word about the revision of the procedure for the succession to the throne, and became all good elements loyal to the monarch and patriotic, and actively campaigned for Alexander's accession to the throne. Lord Bonat, Speaker of the Imperial Parliament, soon signed the invitation to the Church, and the letter inviting the Pope to coronate Alexander, in the name of the Emperor's Cabinet, the Imperial Court, and the Imperial Parliament, was not long in coming, and it was also announced to the world that the chaos in the Siliul Empire was over.

At the beginning of June, Alexander, having completed all the succession procedures, finally waited for the day of his coronation, and in order to complete these affairs as soon as possible, he even put aside the fight against the remnants of Beria and prioritized the preparation of the coronation.

Swain looked at the majestic church with no expression on his face. Alexander's coronation will take place at the Cape Cathedral, as was the case with his father, Nicholas I, and all emperors since Karin I.

"Count Jericho. Suddenly, a voice called out to Swain from behind.

Swain turned around, because there were too many people coming to Cape Cathedral at this time, and almost all the nobles of the imperial capital came, so Sven couldn't find out who was calling him in the first place.

"Count Jericho. The man probably saw that he hadn't been found, so he walked up to Swain and greeted him again, "Hello." ”

Looking at the fifty-year-old man in front of him, Sven couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, he didn't seem to have seen this old man. Still, out of courtesy, he held out his hand and asked, "Who are you?"

"William No. Pitt. The old man smiled as he shook Swain's hand.

Sven was a little surprised, the force coming from the other party's hand was not small.

"Hello, Your Excellency Prime Minister. Swain glanced at the Prime Minister and then put away his somewhat impolite gaze, "Please forgive me for not recognizing you just now." ”

"It's normal, don't care. Prime Minister Pitt smiled generously, and his laughter was as loud as his measure, "You haven't seen me either, how can you recognize me, and besides, I don't have the letters 'PM' written on my face." ”

Prime Minister Pitt looked at Swain, paying particular attention to Sven's eyes. The joke just now, when the average young man listens to it, whether he really finds it funny or not, he should laugh twice to show respect, not to mention that this is a joke told by the Prime Minister of the Empire, even if it is not funny, he should be given a face, unless the person standing in front of him to listen to the joke is Alexander.

However, there was not the slightest hint of a smile on Sven's face, not even the slightest twitch of his facial muscles, as if the face was not the skin that grew on his face, but a mask that was enough to be fake.

As Wood said, this young man, can't laugh at all, no, not just can't laugh. Prime Minister Pitt stared into Swain's eyes, and his face was full of smiles. It should be said that this young man does not have the slightest emotional fluctuation in his bones, and the eyes in them are as if they were painted, which are really fake.

At the first meeting, Prime Minister Pitt labeled Swain as such.

"There's a lot of people here—" Prime Minister Pitt let out a long sigh as he looked around, "but also, the last time I saw the new emperor wear the crown was more than thirty years ago, and after such a chaos, people do need some hope, and there is nothing wrong with having a little fun." ”

"Forgive me for talking," Swain turned and looked at the grand doors of the church, "How's the security done, I heard that there are still quite a few remnants of Beria lurking in the imperial capital, and in this case, would it be a little dangerous to let His Highness Alexander attend such a crowded occasion?"

Prime Minister Pitt glanced at Swain, a smile curling into his lips. "Why, are you starting to think about your duties now?, I remember, Franz of the Metternich must have been His Highness Caterina who went to Karin Castle to pick him up the day before?"

Sven nodded, but he didn't shy away. After Alexander returned to Tiamat Palace and rescued Guderian and others trapped in the Imperial Hall, he began to deal with the rewards and punishments after the war, and considering Swain's great achievements, and because of the strong recommendation of Artmis, the only member of the Hecate family, Alexander decided to make Swain the acting director of the Thirteenth Division. And this appointment has not yet been officially announced, so Prime Minister Pitt immediately guessed that Swain would know about it, and an insider should have told him, and the most likely person was Franz No. Metternich, who was specially promoted by Alexander because of his gratitude for the merits of the old marquis, after the heroic death of the Marquis de Metternich, to replace the former court governor Sir Willy, who died in battle.

"That Monsieur Metternich and I do have a few acquaintances. Swain replied calmly, "It's just that the Marquis of Metternich is a bit of a pity, he is a respectable elder. ”

Hearing Swain talk about the Marquis of Metternich, Prime Minister Pitt's eyes couldn't help but dim. "Yes, but this kind of death is probably what he wants. Oliver is such a person, he would rather die a vigorous death than steal a life, probably after the death of His Majesty Nicholas I, Oliver was ready to die. The two of them are actually very similar people, but it is precisely because of this similarity that they will contradict each other in the end. ”

"Because we are similar to each other, we hate each other?"

Prime Minister Pitt gave Swain a deep look. "Yes, remember this truth, maybe you will need it sooner or later, Your Excellency the Acting Chief of the Thirteenth Section. ”

Swain didn't answer Prime Minister Pitt's words, and there was no expression on his face, he looked at the time, and said to the old prime minister next to him: "It's not too early, should we enter the field?"

"You should be in. Prime Minister Pitt raised his hand and made a "please" gesture, "There will be a place for you inside, and I, sorry, the cabinet needs to wait for the arrival of the new emperor." ”

"Then I'll be out of company first. Swain raised the brim of his hat slightly, "Your Excellency, Prime Minister." ”

Prime Minister Pitt watched Swain walk into the cathedral, which was now crowded with people inside and outside, especially the crowd on either side of the soldiers, all of whom craned their necks and opened their eyes wide to try to see the frame of the new emperor's car.

It didn't take long for the royal carriage to slowly drive from the direction of Tiamat Palace, and seeing the royal emblem on it, Prime Minister Pitt, and all the cabinet members except for the Minister of War Guderian, who was recuperating from his wounds, and Archbishop Cuthbert of Deweide, all walked to the place where the carriage was scheduled to stop, and bowed down to prepare to welcome the new emperor.

The door opened, and Alexander, dressed in a military uniform with gold ribbons on a black background and a splendid purple and red velvet brocade cloak, stepped out of the carriage, holding a scepter in one hand and a two-cornered hat in the other, and slowly paced towards the crowd.

“Long life to you，your Majeseies.”

Prime Minister Pitt was the first to step forward and kiss the ring on Alexander's scepter. Immediately afterwards, the other members of the cabinet, as well as Archbishop Cuthbert, stepped forward and kissed Alexander's ring while whispering the blessing "Long live the Emperor".

Alexander watched in silence and majesty as the Imperial Leaders came up to him one by one, bending down and kissing the ring on his hand, as they had done to his father, Nicholas I.

After the salute, Alexander walked slowly towards the church, as if savoring the journey to becoming emperor, and Alexander walked quite slowly.

He passed through the front porch, which had been erected during the time of Bag I, and to the central hall of the church, accompanied by the organ of the hymn, and then, ascending the steps that had been made for him, sat on the throne that had been seated by all the emperors of Gyan when they ascended the throne.

The nobles in front of the throne were silent, and the coronation ceremony was about to begin.

Archbishop Cuthbert bowed his body, respectfully walked up the steps, and said to Alexander: "Your Majesty, will you take the oath?"

Alexander looked at the humble Archbishop Cuthbert, nodded and said, "I do." ”

"Will you rule over the territory and people of Silier, including Dekhbas, Esini, Irland, Skavana, Orknis, Grand Borus and Belgre, and respect their lands and customs?"

Alexander smiled and said in a voice that could be heard by the whole church: "I solemnly swear that I will do all this with all my heart." ”

"Will you wield your scepter in a fair and merciful manner under the rules of the law?"

Alexander's hand clenched as he held the scepter. "I will wear the crown bestowed by the Lord and the law, and I will use my power fairly and lovingly with every subject of the empire, only for their welfare. ”

Archbishop Cuthbert bowed down to the bottom of the steps, and the Pope, who had come from afar, walked up to Archbishop Cuthbert with several cardinals holding crowns behind him. The Pope smiled and looked at Alexander on the throne and nodded slightly, presumably expressing the friendliness of the Church.

Alexander bowed his head as well, and then, glancing at the Imperial subjects in the chapel on one side, he exclaimed, "I will bow down to all the vows I have promised, and may the Lord bless me." ”

Everyone applauded as they witnessed the ascension of another emperor of the Empire.

The Pope, who had been waiting for a long time, and several cardinals walked up the steps, and the Pope took the crown from the cardinal's hand and placed it on Alexander's head.

"The Lord will bless you and your empire, Your Majesty. ”

Alexander looked at the Pope with a smile curling into his mouth.

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After the coronation, there are many tedious ceremonial procedures, and tonight the Giangians will hold a dinner at the Tiamat Palace, where all the nobles who are watching the ceremony at the Cape Cathedral today.

Naturally, this ceremonial procedure did not suit Swain's heart, so he left the church after the coronation ceremony, taking advantage of the crowd. No one noticed Swain, now that the Ministry of the Interior had been abolished, Baron McCool and Sir Willie of the Royal Guard had been wounded and killed, and Alexander's safety was entirely guarded by the army, who were not as observant as the agents of the Home Office.

After leaving the Cape Cathedral, Swain came to Apu Avenue and turned into an alley, and when Swain appeared, Sinjid, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately appeared from the alley.

"Your Excellency, the Earl. Sinjid bowed slightly, more respectful than when Prime Minister Pitt had kissed the ring on Alexander's hand just now.

Sven glanced at him, then at the tall figure behind him.

"That's what you're working on?"

"Yes," Seeing Swain notice his creation, Singid grinned, "Very good, his strength has been proven in the civil war, even if there are more soldiers, they can't break through his defenses, it's definitely a powerful weapon against a hundred, if I can get more corpses of people of this level, maybe I can ......"

Before Sinjid could finish his sentence, Swain suddenly grabbed him by the neck and pinned him against the wall.

"Do you know who this guy is?" Although Swain's face was expressionless, the chill in his tone still made Sinjid very uneasy, "The head of the palace, the former ace of the ninth section of the Ministry of the Interior, the person who has been with Nicholas I for more than ten years, if you are discovered, do you know what will happen to you?"

Swain threw Sinjid to the ground.

"Like the witches of the last era, you will be purified by the flames until there is nothing left of them. ”

Sinjid, who fell to the ground, coughed for a while, then looked up and said to Swain with a smile, "We've been conscious for a long time, haven't we?

A new volume, which also means that the book is almost halfway through, and I don't know how many special articles can be written.