Chapter VII The Earl

The head of the royal guard led the way out of the carriage, and the knights who followed the carriage left the carriage with great speed, and in a very short time they lined up neatly on both sides of the steps leading to the palace. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Chris stepped out of the carriage and looked up at the famous palace.

Then, step up the stairs and slowly walk upwards.

It is a rigid Carisno style building, with thick walls and a domed format, and the main difference between it and the elegant palaces and churches in other parts of the Rollan Empire is that there are very few columns to support the weight.

Sail arches, buttresses, straight walls, parapets and panels share the weight, and at the top of the palace is the largest domed vault of all the buildings in the Torremian Temple. Four towering stone towers, each standing at the four corners of the palace, have a suspended cream-colored gallery at the end of the tower, which is connected to the main hall.

This style has a flying style that is slightly different from that of Carisno, but the most striking feature of the palace is the windows, which are densely covered with pointed arched windows inlaid with multicolored glass under large and small domes, which are colorful and radiant, and those windows that are not important in their position have a blackout panel behind the glass so that the interior is not too bright.

Chris stepped to the top of the stairs.

On the side of the steps, a man dressed in the costume of an imperial ceremonial officer approached respectfully.

"Master Chris, please come with me. ā€

As soon as he finished speaking, the trombonists on both sides of the palace gate raised their instruments and played a long trumpet.

And the knights in fine armor lined up neatly on both sides of the steps, under the commanding of the leader, drew their ceremonial long swords wrapped in silk and gold thread, and raised them neatly, with the tip of the sword facing the sky.

The ceremonial officer was half a step ahead of Chris, and walked on the side of the road, and together they reached the top of the stairs, in front of the door of the atrium, where he bent down and stepped back to the right. He was greeted by another robed ceremonial officer who had been waiting in front of the door of the central hall, and like a guide officer, he bowed deeply, his eyes lowered, and held in both hands a shawl embroidered with three mink fur trims.

Chris took the shawl, slipped it diagonally over his clothes as the ritual was in, and continued with the ceremonial officer towards the interior of the hall.

At the main entrance of the main hall, two palace guards wearing gorgeous armor stretched out their hands at the same time when the two approached, took a diagonal step, and slowly pushed the heavy solemn and exquisite palace door open, and the ceremonial officer waiting by the door immediately raised his voice: "Lord Chris has arrived~", and the band conductor behind him raised his hand, and the hall immediately played passionate music.

Chris raised his eyes and looked into the main hall.

In the main hall, the people in solemn dresses half-turned together, and all eyes were focused on Chris.

Chris's eyes swept away slightly, and people stood on two sides, including a white-bearded civil servant, and a military attache in armor, and a young man closest to the stairs on the left was smiling at Chris, and beside him, there were also several young men and women of his age, who were the third prince Deto'an, whom he had seen in the Lantis Academy of Magic grade assessment.

At the front on the right is Dean Bruce, dressed in a plain robe, with a long magic wand and gray-white hair, smiling at him.

And sitting side by side on the throne at the top of the main hall are His Majesty Kors Nosov, the current emperor of the Luo Lan Empire, and the empress.

Dozens of people in the hall looked at Chris, and there was no lack of kind appreciation in their eyes, and many of them even had a look of curiosity.

Facing their eyes, Chris couldn't help but feel a little dizzy, he calmed down a little, and nodded to Dean Bruce and the third prince Detoan, respectively.

The ceremonial officer whispered to the side, "Lord Chris, please come with me." ā€

He led Chris to the ceremonial table in the center of the main hall, bowed slightly, and stepped aside.

The music is pausing at this point. In front of the ceremony, an old nobleman dressed in fine clothes smiled and nodded to Chris, wearing a crimson velvet coat with four mink furs on his hat. Its crown is adorned with a gold ring and eight red gold leaves.

This is the symbol of the Duke of the Luo Lan Empire!

On important occasions, the Marquis of the Empire also wore a red velvet coat with three rows of semi-mink on his hat and a silver ring on his crown with four gold leaves and four silver balls;

The Count wears a crimson velvet coat trimmed with white fur, a soft hat with three mink skins sewn to indicate knighthood, and a crown with a gold-plated silver ring and eight silver balls on the upper rim;

And the viscount hat has two rows of half-mink fur, and to the crown is a silver ring, decorated with six silver balls.

Chrissy couldn't help but secretly wonder, according to the customs of the Tianlan Continent, those who usually preside over the knighthood ceremony on behalf of the royal family are generally those who are one level higher than the canonized, just like now, he is canonized as a viscount, so the person who presides over the canonization should be an earl.

However, this custom is not mandatory or mandatory, and it is not unusual for a person with a high rank of friendship to preside over the ceremony for even the lowest baron, or even for the emperor himself to preside over it on a whim.

However, having a duke in charge is a clear indication of the importance of the emperor who sits on the throne.

The duke, who could not yet be named, smiled at Chris and nodded slightly.

Chris returned the salute and knelt down on one knee in front of the ceremonial stage.

"Your Excellency Count Chris Lorraine, are you willing to make an oath before the sword and the crown that you will always be loyal to Roland, and that your actions will be in accordance with your duties and obligations as a nobleman, and that you will maintain all glory and goodness?"

Chris held his knee with one hand and the ground with the other, keeping him still, but when he heard this, he couldn't help but feel stunned.

And in the main hall, there was also a whisper of whispering and a whisper of surprise.

Along with Chris himself, everyone was taken aback.

Earl?

Didn't you say the viscount's?

At the top of the main hall, His Majesty and the Empress were all smiling and silent, but the smile with the light on their backs was very mysterious.

The crowd did not dare to look more, but turned back.

Chris's head was slightly raised, and after only glancing at the throne, he let out a sigh of relief and lowered his head again.

ā€œ... I hereby swear that I will keep all glory and goodness!"

The duke, who was presiding over the ceremony, turned around and picked up a delicate sword from the ceremony table.

"Choking~" The sword makes a dragon chant, leisurely.

Then, the blade of the sword rested on Chris's shoulder.

"By the will of His Majesty Emperor Lorlan Kols Nosov, congratulations, Your Excellency Chriss, from now on you are an earl. ā€

He tapped his sword on Chris's shoulder, handed it to his attendant, and then turned and picked up the neatly folded garment from the ceremonial table, and the attendant took it from his hand, stood on either side, and dressed Chrisse in a crimson velvet coat trimmed with white fur, and served in a crown with a gilded silver ring and eight silver balls on the top of the count's soft hat.

"Thank you, Grand Duke!" said Cris.

In the main hall, loud applause rang out. (To be continued.) )