The bell ringer of the bell tower tightened the rope of his forearm, and when he let go, the bell swung back and forth above the bell tower, and every time it swung, the bell would make a crisp roar.

I stood beside the many new boyars, waiting for the festivities to begin in the dark towers of the King's Gate.

The closed gate creaked, and sixteen soldiers pushed it open, and a long, straight slit of light appeared, and then it began to widen, casting a blinding white light into the dark tower.

The three flutes standing in front of us began to blow into the parchment flutes, and then, with the melodious sound of heavenly flutes filling the tower, the six drummers beat the fine drums and walked out with the flutes. Behind the musicians were elite soldiers with flagpoles, armed with the brightest armor of the Parliament, each carrying the family flags of the New Boyars, not the pennant of the charge, but a square banner propped up by a wooden pole across the flagpole, decorated with red tassels at both ends, and at the top of the flagpole was the eagle-shaped gold ornament of the parliamentary army.

As I walked into the city gates with the boyars, before my eyes could adjust to the light, I saw black dots flying in the sky, like snow in the winter of Vicchia. But soon, amid the cheers of the waves, I could see clearly that they were the colored stripes and flowers poured down by the citizens standing on the walls and in the apartments on the roadside. On the side of the road stood a soldier every dozen people, and these soldiers did not have uniform equipment. The soldiers came from various princely domains, and sometimes there would be one or two soldiers from the small East Lake City, wearing Burke-style armor. There were also soldiers from Chud City, wearing gorgeous blue cloaks. The soldiers of Fort Ryazan were like the warriors of the Kujits, dressed in scale armor strung with hundreds of pieces of iron. This is the best time to show the strength of each princely leader. Every prince would not want his soldiers to be compared to others, so the soldiers who stood on both sides of the street were each dressed as imposing as generals on the battlefield.

The townspeople liked such scenes, and the boyars liked it even more.

Countless twigs of trees and flowers were thrown into our ranks. Many citizens tried to cross the soldiers who were maintaining order on both sides of the road, hoping to come and touch our armor. It is said that good luck comes from contact with the new boyars. Every year the new boyars do not have to worry about not having a bed companion at night, because the maidens of Ivangelod climb into their beds on their own.

I wore a slightly larger Valan armor, which was a bit unusual among the boyars. However, since I participated in the noble assembly as Victor of Valan, if I don't wear the armor of the Valans at this time, I will be criticized. This armor was borrowed from Yuri. It took him a great deal of effort to find an armor that was close to my stature. My helmet was a covered helmet with a bronze veil lifted, and it was not wise to cover my face on such an occasion. The Copernicus chose this helmet for me, and after I put it on, he looked at my helmet for a long time and then whispered, 'It's quite similar.' I guess he's talking about me being a kind of Valan.

Every time we walked a distance, the soldiers on both sides of the street would lift the siege on the side of the road and join our ranks. And the citizens walked by their side. On both sides of the road, citizens beckoned us to take a bite with jars full of fine wine, and some served roast quail or a whole roast goose on huge plates. The procession that followed us hoped that we would be able to attend their banquet in the evening. Behind every window, someone would lean out half of his body. Cheer for the parade procession. Friends and family of the New boyars will stay in certain places for a long time, when the group approaches. They would call out their family's name. I heard "Lucasino of Little East Lake!" "Rurik of Chud City!" "Denia Tulga!" Such a cry, the boyar who is called out will try to respond. Raise your hand and signal that your people or friends have heard it.

Our first destination was the Epiphany, where it is said that Ivangelod was founded because of an angel. Of course, this is a rewriting of the legend of the Zenda people, who recorded that the god of thunder and lightning descended from the sky here, interacted with a woman, and gave birth to the ancestors of the founder of the city of Ivangelodes. Here a team of priests moistened our foreheads with holy water, fed us pieces of a small cake, and we swore to defend Vikia and her faith forever. After passing through the Church of the Apparitions, more civilians joined our ranks. Merchants who distributed wine and food for free shouted the name of their trading station and attracted citizens to join their small ranks. The squads, assembled with wine and food, drank and ate while cheering along with us. Before we arrived at each place, we could see the birds around us that had landed on the ridges of the roofs, frightened by us, and soared into the air. Spontaneous flutists and piano players also stirred the mood of the citizens, and the veterans would dance a cheerful Vicchia dance in front of our ranks: one leg bent and the other stretched forward, spinning in circles on the ground, eliciting numerous whistles and cheers of appreciation.

"The Valans of the Valley of the White Dove!" "Victory! Victory! Victory! (Victor)" "Landless boyar! "Son of a knight!"

When I smiled and turned my head to look, Copernicus looked at me quietly and smiled; Beside him were two Kugit men with their cutlasses held high; Anastasia crossed her arms and smiled, the 'Landless boyar' must have been her shout, and the Varan lurkers dressed up as a group of Salanders, tearing off their headscarves and waving wildly in the air. They were standing in front of a Burke-owned tavern, surrounded by a group of Wikibians sipping wine and beer, many of whom were led by my friends and joined in cheering for me. I waved at them and walked past them. They seemed to be in trouble, and two frowning council soldiers walked up to the Kujits and seemed to tell them to put their knives in. Soon, however, several female citizens grabbed the two council soldiers by the neck, kissed them violently, and removed one of the soldiers' helmet. Dragged them to the tavern to drink.

After passing through the Berke district, we headed for our final destination--- --- Parliament Square.

The square was already crowded with citizens, clergy and soldiers. When we led countless citizens into the square, it was immediately overcrowded. There are vendors selling suspicious kebabs and wine mixed with water. Some children rented benches to the citizens in the back rows so that they could see the pomp and circumstance in the center of the square, where countless ornate battle flags fluttered and a group of dervishes peddling good luck charms.

As soon as we entered the square, more than a dozen trombonists blew their trumpets, and one man with a top body began to beat a huge drum. The sound of drums and trumpets almost drowned out the flutes in our ranks. After a round around the square, the townspeople cheered us three times loudly, and then we were ushered into the council hall.

The Grand boyars and the bishops were already waiting there. Dressed in the king's purple gown, Officer Dragovich began to preside over the allegiance of our council and to knight us.

Ivangorod, Denia, Upper River, Chitaburg, Dadonghu City, Monastery of Upper River, Ryazan Fort''

I listened to the names of the princely heads and the names of the boyars or the new vicar.

"Dean Innocent of Little East Lake City."

A bishop called Innocent's name.

I looked up curiously and watched as Innocent walked to the center of everyone with a solemn and sacred expression. In a little while I will know the outcome of the negotiations between the parliament and the Romanovs.

After a lengthy greeting, the bishop took the crown and burqa of the vicar handed over by the smiling ** officer. I found that the crown and burqa of the vicar were not very different from the bishop's, except that the decoration on them was slightly simpler, and the rest were almost identical in tone and shape.

"Abbot Innocent was appointed vicar of the North Shore Fort Diocese. Erdang is the sword of the church, Erdang is the shield of the church, and Erdang'''"

Fort North Shore??

What kind of place is this, is it the new bishopric of Valankov?

Look at Innocent's expression. He seemed to have known about the arrangement, and he held the scripture and swore to the bishops.

I couldn't help but turn my head and ask the new boyar of Chud City, "Your Excellency, please." ”

"What's the matter?"

"Where is Fort North Shore?"

The guy said to me with a frown. "Don't you know, it's Knight's Castle. Once upon a time, it was a time when it was all pagan. Where the Chanda people of the North Sea region established their settlements. These Zen people eventually naturalized the Vikyans. After the collapse of Chanda, during the period when the Swadia Empire was at its strongest. A group of knights went to live there and established the knights' fort. and proselytized to the Berks. They changed the beliefs of the Berks, but they did not change the Wikibians, and from this point of view, we Wikibians are the heirs of the Zenda. Later, the infidels in the Burke region turned to our lord, and the knights' castle was no longer supported by the Swadian Empire, and was hated by both the Burks and the Vikians. Now, they are no longer a purely knightly country, but a secular country. When they were at their strongest, they came to Dadonghu City several times. Otherwise, why do you think there are so many people from Dadonghu City who immigrated to Xiaodonghu District, where birds didn't poop at that time? ”

"That place''' means that it has not yet been submitted to the Council?"

"De jure, the Berks have recognized that the region belongs to Vecchia, and that the council has the power to appoint princes and bishops there. But in fact," said Boyar of Chud City, grinning, "that place is home to tens of thousands of residents of the Western Church, most of whom are of mixed Swadian and Vecchian descent. Combat power is as strong as their ancestors, and it is said that in the event of war, three or four thousand soldiers can be mobilized to fight. This Innocent is going to gnaw on a stone with his mouth this time! I had long thought that this wand should be taught a lesson, and every day in my father's domain there were farmers in his domain who were bewitched by him and ran to him to join some Oak Knights. Very well, Knights to Knights, see how long he, the deputy bishop, can live. ”

The sound of our conversation provoked the displeasure of the boyars of the two cities of Denia in front of us, and a young nobleman turned his head and pressed his finger to his lips, gently reminding us not to speak. Boyar of Chud shrugged his shoulders and returned to his military sitting position with me, holding his back straight.

"Angru of Xiaodonghu City. Lucasino''''"

After the appointment of the vicar was completed, several bishops nodded to Dragavich. Returned to his seat. Nominations continue under the auspices of the ** officer.

"Appointed boyar! Fiefdom, the estuary collar of the White Rock Harbor''''"

"Lula of Valankov. Romanov. Appointed boyar! Fiefdom, the new Tuo of Xiaodonghu City. Oxzin''''"

"Sdelpid of Little East Lake City. For, appointed as the boyar! No fiefdom''''

In this aristocratic assembly, including me, there were six boyars, and there were seven people in total, including the outlier of Innocent. The other princely lords generally consisted of only three or four people. In addition, the Romanovs in the Riverlands became boyars, which made the nobles present talk a lot, and everyone felt that this was the result of Kalinin's manipulation of the parliament. The hum of discussion forced Judge Dragovich to stop the appointment ceremony and silence the surrounding nobles with a long silence.

He was after the crowd was quiet. He said, "Please keep the nobility and dignity of the nobility." ”

After that, there really weren't many people talking about it anymore.

"Varykov's Viktor, uh," Dragovich seemed confused by the family name that followed, "Varynkov's Viktor. Valenne, appointed boyar. No fiefdom''''

There was a burst of laughter.

Valrane! The meaning of the Valans.

I followed the delegation of Xiaodonghu City to attend the aristocratic conference, and the family name was also officially confirmed by Xiaodonghu City. I didn't expect the Romanovs to come up with such a family name for me. My ancestors were not nobles, so the family name should be derived from my grandfather's mentor. That is, the Buendía family. However, the Rhodok people like to use fiefs as family names, so the family name should be White Pigeon Castle, and if it is simplified, it does not matter if it is called White Castle. As for the newly rising plebeian aristocracy in the Rhodoc region. It is also common to use the name of the first nobleman of the family as the family name, and it is not inappropriate to call it the Arcadio family verbally. Only this Valanne. It is completely like the malicious behavior of the Romanovs. I call myself Victor the Valanite, but that doesn't mean my family should be 'Valanne'.

But it's all a minor issue. The real reason why I am puzzled is why the small East Lake City and Varankov were canonized separately?

What does this mean?

The older aristocrats were still holding their breath. The young aristocrats were already looking around, trying to see whose name this stupid family was on.

I adjusted my breathing, stood up, and walked to the center of the council hall. As I passed by the nobles, some of them looked at me with strange smiles, some pointed at me, and many of them asked the people around me where I had come from.

Officer Dragovich kept a kind smile, and I walked up to him, knelt down to him, and touched my head with his sword, making me swear allegiance to the council.

Then he got me up, gave me swords, spears, and other gifts, and put the iron ring on my hand with his own hands.

"Congratulations, young boyar. You're the youngest boyar I've seen in recent decades! The officer tapped me on the shoulder.

"My lord," I asked him, "may I ask you a question?" ”

"Be quick," he smiled and spread his hands, "there are many nobles waiting in the back." What can we do? Youngster. ”

"Who is my lord? I thought I belonged to the city of Little East Lake, but you said I belonged to Valankov. ”

"Yuri. Romanov princes. "Kalinin has authorized the parliament to grant Valankov to Yuri and will transfer all his rights in Valankov." ”

"Thank you, sir."

What Kalinin's negotiations with the parliament were, I finally know.

Resolutely defending his rights, Kalinin drove the traitor Tom far to the north, and in the face of the Parliament's refusal to allow the appearance of the Twin Cities, he granted the throne of Valankov to his heir, Yuri. By circumventing the parliamentary trap, Kalinin made the most slick concessions, both retaining the throne of the Twin Cities for the family and purging the disloyal vassals. For Kalinin, he did lose half of his rights, but for the Romanovs, it was not affected by this. After Kalinin's death, the princely throne of Little East Lake City will naturally inherit Yuri's body.

What if Yuri died? How many of his sons there are, I don't know how many bastards there are that have been legalized. Mithera does not seem to have a biological brother. If he had not legalized these illegitimate children, then once Yuri had died before Kalinin, Mycera would have become Varankov's crown prince. When the time comes, Kalinin will never allow Mysela to marry Varankov, so what will he do with Mycera then?

I was lost in thought with a bunch of weapons and flags given by the council. The boyar of Chud beside me kindly reminded me, "Don't you have a servant to help you with your things?" If not, I will appoint one of my servants to help you deliver these obstructions to any place in the city that you designate. ”

"Oh, thank you! But no, my friend is outside. I said to him.

"Okay. We're here for you. Said the nobles of Chud City.

I thought about it for a while, and I felt like I was thinking too much. It is unlikely that Yuri will die before Kalinin, Yuri is in his prime, but the traces of time have crawled all over Kalinin's temples, and I hope God will not let Mycera fall into that cruel family choice. It would be nice if the city proposed that the parliament should change the law of succession: if only men were allowed to inherit, then Mycella would be safe, but in this case, it is estimated that Catherine and other female lords would be the first to jump up and oppose it. When the Assembling of Nobles is over, I will immediately go to Yuri and explain my concerns to him. Wasn't he courting that count's daughter? Hurry up and get married, have a few more legal sons, and this will eliminate all troubles. Thinking of this, I laughed self-deprecatingly, how could I suddenly become a Copernicus bachelor, and I wanted someone else to marry.

After a long two-hour wait, the last priest was promoted to the position of abbot of a monastery in the Great Eastern Castle.

Official Dragovich declared the meeting of the nobles closed.

All the nobles stood up and shouted 'Long live Parliament' three times.

I tied my spear and sword with the banner that the council had given me, and slanted it on my back. It makes me look like an arms dealer on the battlefield who collects dead bodies: I carry a shield in my left hand, my own Valan sword hanging from my waist, two Vekian swords on my back, a long flagpole stuck in my back, my family's flag flying, this flag designed by Yuri, on the left is a Romanov half-eagle with an olive branch in its mouth, and on the right is a half-white dove of my own family, but with an arrow in it. My coat of arms seemed to be the most peculiar, and it gave the impression that my blood was from both the Romanovs and another family, and many old scholars came to me out of curiosity to ask me which family my ancestors came from, and I could only vaguely say 'Rhodoc'.

By the time you walk out of the parliament hall, the square has become a sea of joy, and the ban on entertainment in the parliament square has been temporarily lifted these days, and vendors and entertainers have moved in, and citizens are happy to linger here.

I walked down the stairs to find Copernicus and the others in Berke, the next few days will be very busy, I may have to go back to Little East Lake City to deal with some things, and I have to tell Yuri what I think. I'm already a boyar, and it feels good, even though I'm just a no-pad boyar.

The soldiers at the gate of the council saluted the nobles, but they hesitated when they saw me, for at first they thought I was a servant carrying luggage. However, their captain seems to have just been in the council hall, and he knows that I am Victor Boyard of the Valanne family.

"Salute!"

The two rows of soldiers immediately stood up straight, their boots clinking together and making a neat roar, and at the same time they raised their long-handled ceremonial axes vertically, and under the leadership of the captain, both rows of soldiers bowed their heads to me at the same time.

Passing them, I walked towards the crowd.

"Where did this lord come from?" I heard a soldier questioning his companion.

"On the other side of the mountain," replied another soldier, "he is the lord on the other side of the mountain." (To be continued.) )