"Her Royal Highness Princess Helena Pendragon is here, blessed by the Great Radiant Cross, descendants of the Pendragon family, the only legitimate heir to the Holy Pandeg Empire, the blood of Pendragon!"

Adjutant Will, who was acting as the Temporary Master of Ceremonies, stood on the high platform and chanted the long title in his distinctive steely tone: "Here, in the name of Your Highness, welcome all loyal lords of the Empire to Haringos with a sincere heart!"

Although the so-called "Holy Pande Empire" has disappeared with the collapse of the South, this Highness has also become a "Highness" who does not even have a piece of territory. But out of awe and the least respect for the remnants of the Empire, all the magnates rose from their chairs and loudly blessed His Highness: "The Radiant Cross blesses Pendragon, may Your Highness live a long and healthy life!"

With these sincere or false blessings, Helena, dressed in military uniform, walked down the stairs and was immediately noticed by everyone present: a dazzling exotic full-body armor, a white tasseled helmet in the style of Pande, cream-colored riding boots and a tunics and trousers, and a snow-white gold-rimmed coat draped behind her. Especially when the sunlight shines in from the windowsills on both sides of the staircase, the golden reflection makes the silver armor shine, and even the most well-informed magnates can't help but be dumbfounded!

This is the true God! It is the inviolable true God! The Pendragon family was indeed blessed by the Radiant Cross, and when they saw Helena walking down the stairs, they felt as if they were singing softly in their ears, as if they were a melodious hymn from the sky, which made people feel worshipped.

Finally, the "true god" took off her long tasseled helmet, her long black hair was thrown behind her head, and the treasure sat solemnly on the main seat carved in marble, with a calm smile on his face: "In the name of Pendragon, thank you for coming, and may the Radiant Cross bless us all." ”

"What do you think I'm talking about?" Diodore raised the corners of his mouth and whispered to Elendil behind him, "She is Helena, and nothing can defeat her." ”

"You're so discerning. Elendil smiled self-deprecatingly: "I should have trusted her more, how could a small cold attitude make His Highness feel lost?"

"Absolutely. Theodore's eyes did not take a moment off her. Perhaps noticing the young Caesar's gaze, Helena raised her head slightly: "Of course, thanks to our Roman friends, whose army saved me from being besieged by thieves in the northern forests, and who also fought the Taal tribe in the Forest of Silence and personally cut off the head of the orc leader named Kosai!"

"Ahem!" Theodore became quite embarrassed when he heard the name "Kosai" now, and when he saw some converging eyes around him, he quickly retracted his posture: "It's all as it should be, Helena...... Your Highness, the humans of the north can only fight against the orcs if they are united. The Romans were also supposed to do their part in the human sage. ”

"As Lord Julian said, my lords. Terenus calmly stood in front of Helena's left hand and glanced at the powerful people with different hearts: "Only when humanity is united can we have Liliang against foreign enemies, can we guarantee our peace, farmers can work in the fields, craftsmen can build towns and forge instruments, workers can find work to support their families, and we are fighting bravely for these things!"

"In the days before the Empire existed, it was the great Aragon, the leader of all the knights, the Emperor of the Men who held the Cross of Glory. It is he who unites all the human city-states that we can take freedom from the elves, defeat one terrible enemy after another, and have hard-won dignity and peace!"

"Aragorn's story is too far away, my lord. A middle-aged man in a felt hat looked at Terenus, and his voice was slightly disdainful: "Shijie today is very different from hundreds of years ago!

"This guy is Duke Allama's emissary, and seems to be a cousin of one of his nephews or something. Elendil whispered behind Theodore, "His words should represent Marions' attitude!"

"You're right, this Lord from Marions. Salald suddenly walked over from his seat with contempt on his face: "Hundreds of years ago, you Gatu people were still living in the emerald steppe, and now you are obediently kneeling in front of the toes of the empire?"

"You?!" The messenger turned back angrily, and at first glance saw the golden lion coat of arms on the Sarard robe, and involuntarily shouted: "You belong to the Ultok family?!"

When the surrounding lords saw this scene, they all smiled knowingly--everyone knew that the reason why the Alama family would submit to the empire back then was defeated by the Duke of Ultok.

"Salald Urtok, now Duke of Salion, is a loyal knight of the Empire. Salald pointed his chin at the messenger with an extremely arrogant attitude: "If you don't want to make Alama lose face because of these few words, I advise you to pay a little attention." Otherwise, you'll be splattered with blood on the spot!"

"You are provoking the dignity of the duke!" the envoy angrily pulled out an extraordinarily gorgeous scimitar from his waist, played a knife in front of him, and looked at Salad coldly: "Don't think that the people of Gatu can be bullied by the people of your Ultok family!"

"I am not provoking or insulting the dignity of Duke Alama. Salad smiled nonchalantly, not even clenching the hilt of his sword: "I'm just denying its existence!"

"I will never allow others to defile the Duke in such a wanton manner!" the messenger brandished his scimitar and rushed towards Salald standing in front of him as swiftly as he hunted a fox, and the other man's relaxed expression seemed to slap him in the face, making him angry and eager to kill him immediately.

"Stop!" Tyrenus's black bear-like roar interrupted the messenger's actions, "And you, honorable Duke of Salion, you should maintain a minimum of courtesy for our compatriots, especially an elder like Duke Allama, who deserves your respect, and not insult him wantonly!"

"Okay. Salald nodded indifferently, and then smiled and saluted the Marions messenger slightly: "I'm very sorry, but I was too rude, please forgive me?"

"Hmph!" the blackened messenger retracted the bend unwillingly, and no longer looked at the face that made him angry--because he knew very well that this was not the Emerald Grassland, and that he could only be the one who had bad luck here, and that the Alama family, who had never been very fond of interacting with the outside world, had no allies in the north, and that no one would be on his side if something happened.

"For any race, the phrase unity defeats everything will never go out of style!" Tyrenus looked at everyone in front of him solemnly, "The Noldor elves are preparing for battle in the Forest of Silence, the dwarves of the Black Rock Basin are gathering their armies for a cobblestone meeting, the orcs of the south have reached the foot of the Broken Mountains, how long will it be before we can stand up?

"Gentlemen, my lords, the time for battle has come. Terenus sighed, "Whether you want to or not, the only barrier in the north, the supposedly never-falling, has fallen, and the Bester family has all died heroically, and it is time for us to raise the banner together." ”

This remark was echoed by everyone. No one is a fool, the horror of the orcs has been reflected in the south, and now the fortress of Severcro has been lost, once the orcs attack the north, it is impossible for any lord to have the strength to fight alone, and only by joining together can they barely fight.

"The Radiant Cross blesses the North, and the Pendragon still has a successor of the bloodline in the North, and the oaths you have made are still valid. Terenus shouted, "Your Highness Helena can accept your fault for not sending reinforcements to the Imperial Capital, and exonerate everyone from their crimes. But this time, whether it is for yourself or for the revival of the empire, please don't forget that your rights and status are all given by the empire!"

"It is your duty and right to swear allegiance to Your Highness. Reclaim our land and restore the great Holy Pander Empire!"

"I beg your pardon for interrupting you, Your Excellency the Flag Bearer of the Knights of the Dawn. A middle-aged man wearing a white cross badge on his clothes walked out of the crowd, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curled: "Below is the chief of guard of the Grand Duke Elfwan, who is here on behalf of the Grand Duke." I have a slight objection to what you just said. ”

"Feel free to express your opinions, this ...... Mr. Chief of Guard. Helena smiled a little stiffly and said, "Please don't be restrained. ”

"Your generosity is touching, princess... Your Highness. The chief of the guard deliberately accentuated the word "princess": "But please allow me to say bluntly, as far as I know, from the beginning of the founding of the empire to the present day, there has never been a princess on the throne!"

"Even in the most difficult time of the empire, a baby boy was succeeded from the direct line of the concubine to inherit the throne, and this sacred and supreme right was not handed over to a princess who was close in life. The chief guard smiled, but everyone present shuddered: "I will never deny your status and pure bloodline. But...... The law is the law, and a princess can never ascend to the throne!"

"You have a very good point, but let me also ask you a question. Terenus asked coldly, "In the present-day north, can you find another descendant of the Pendragon family?!"

The captain of the guard bent slightly, his posture graceful and unobtrusive, smiling and looking up at Terenus's cold face.

"Of course. ”

(First of all, I would like to thank all the book friends who have always supported me, your encouragement has allowed me to persist until now - 3,000 collections, what a pitiful number, but it is such a pitiful number that has brought "Banner of Glory" to where it is now.)

The excitement is indescribable, there are not many empty words - I will not stop, it is possible that the next update will become a little unstable, but never, I don't lie to you, the more I write, the more I want to see what the finale of the book is like, many stories are just imagination, imaginary stories and stories on paper are completely different things - I kind of have experienced, if I don't write it, "Banner of Glory" will only be a few fragments at most!

The light of the Radiant Cross is about to bloom, the identity of the Emperor of Man, the identity of Aragorn, the Liliang of Excalibur, the future of Theodore and Rome...... If anyone says that I'm a game otherworld, I'll show you how I write fantasy!)