The scene was like a mime. The knights moved forward slowly, and people and animals sprayed white mist in the severe cold. In the queue, Duke Mordekaiser was tall and serious. He was born in the military and was used to being unsmiling. He only looked around with a cold expression, while the crowd was silent, only looking at the holder of the holy sword.
Parallel with it is the representative of the royal family, the king holding the staff, and the consul appointed by the king himself - the consul of Dulon is a stern-looking middle-aged man, only slightly younger than the Duke in appearance, but Both of them have cold temperaments, so they complement each other perfectly when they are together now.
The falling snow was falling, and the light of the torches passed through the heads of everyone, swaying uncertainly.
There were rumors outside that the current Archon was at odds with the Phoenix family, but now that the two were riding together, these rumors seemed to be self-defeating. But when Sylvide saw this scene, she bit Fang Plover's ear in a low voice:
"It seems the rumors are true."
"How do you say this?" Fang Yu couldn't understand it at all.
"The annual hunting season celebration is jointly held by the royal family and the local area. It is considered a political show." Sylvide looked in that direction, "But looking at the two big shots, they don't look like they are intimate."
Fang Yu shook his head, thinking that the expression on the execution ground would be nothing more than this. And he didn't even want to make superficial efforts, so you can imagine how he would behave in private. Only when he thought of this aspect could he understand what the noble daughter said.
Behind the two big figures is the bishop of the Ori Temple. Ori symbolizes the sun, light and pure flame. Fire is within the scope of his duties. Therefore, the Phoenix Holy Sword is also one of Ori's sacred objects.
The Holy Sword is also kept in the Great Cathedral of Dulun on weekdays, protected by the power of the sun. Only when necessary, or at this time of year, will it be taken out of the Cathedral to see the world.
In the past, it was just a sword in the hands of knights, but the symbol of trust in it has grown day by day, and has gradually become one of the hopes for stability in people's minds. It seems that as long as the Phoenix Holy Sword is still there, the peace in the southern border will continue day by day.
Archbishop Ori was wearing divine robes and holding a golden staff. He was completely dressed up for traveling. Judging from his appearance alone, he looked like a kind old man. There was no trace of him being one of Ori's representatives in the mortal world. The contemporary bishop was a good old man and a pillar of stability in Dulon. It was because of his face that the king and prime minister did not intervene directly in the south.
But the old man looked at the increasingly tense consul and duke, and couldn't help but sigh in the cold wind.
"I heard that His Majesty the King asked the Duke to go to Grande for an audience."
"His Majesty the King today is just a child, I'm afraid this is what the Prime Minister meant..."
"A banquet is not a good banquet."
"But the Phoenix Holy Sword symbolizes loyalty. If the Duke does not do this, how can he show that he is truly loyal to the royal family? Don't forget that this is the foundation of the Phoenix family's foothold in the south."
"Doesn't Prince Coleman also represent the orthodoxy of the royal family? The late king, the prince and the duke fought on the same battlefield. I heard that the three of them had a close friendship..."
"Shh, stop saying a few words..."
"So what happened?"
"Super Competitive League Regulations."
"Bird Feather Alliance, what kind of virtue--"
Fang Yu heard someone whispering in the crowd. Just by listening to this tone, he knew that the speaker was their fellow countryman on earth. After all, the citizens who were responsible did not dare to be so bold.
The alliance had issued another specious rule before, requiring the southern selectmen to refrain from participating in battles between indigenous peoples. It didn't sound wrong, but Sophie couldn't help but laugh after reading it.
This is only allowed for state officials to set fires, and the selectors naturally have a clear mind.
But invisibly, the justice people expect in their hearts seems to be deviating from the position of the majority. Privately, they are just complaints of dissatisfaction, but over time, they seem to turn into overwhelming anger.
Fang Yu watched everyone fall silent, thinking about this in his mind, and sighed a little disappointedly.
The era behind the Star Gate that he lives in seems to be gradually moving away from the shadow in his heart. Is this a fallacy in the past, or is it just that he was born at the wrong time?
Those people were talking about the history of the Battle of Byrne, the experience of the duke, prince, and old king fighting side by side with a group of southern nobles in Naugness. At that time, the old king admired Duke Mordekaiser very much and gave him a war horse in front of the battle - the horse was named Black Rose, which was the mount under the Duke at this moment.
Although Black Rose is old, it still looks tall and majestic in the eyes of everyone. It is a rare good horse in the south - a type of war horse in the Lyon area, and this one is said to have the blood of a giant dragon. Although it is very thin.
This horse is so famous that even Fang Plover has heard of its name. After all, in the battle at White Rock Hills, it carried the injured Roban for 14 kilometers from the battlefield, saving the life of this famous hero——
The late king was actually a rare virtuous king in the history of Kaolin-Ithurion.
He rose to power in his prime, winning the friendship of his dwarven and elven allies. The Battle of Byrne was ordered at the last moment, and the empire was decided in one battle. Later, many measures were taken to pacify the cult and support the Southern Alchemist Alliance.
His reign lasted only seventeen years, but it created a prosperous era in the history of King Corrin-Ithurion.
Prince Coleman is his half-brother. As for the old king, although he was born ugly, the relationship between the two has always been like a shadow. Prince Coleman had been the right-hand man of the late King from his time as Crown Prince until he came to the throne.
It can be said that the two of them jointly described the present day of the kingdom. The assistance of the monarch and his ministers is also a good story in the history of Kaulin-Ithurion.
It's just an emperor and a courtier. How many people can imagine the situation today after ten years?
In the past, Fang Yu didn't know much about the secret history of the court of Kaolin-Ithulian, but after being involved in this series of events, he - or Miss Tata also did enough homework, allowing him to understand some of the joints in it. The mastery is getting deeper day by day.
As for today's suppression of the prince by the prime minister, how much of it stems from the old king's dying wishes?
Fang Yu couldn't help but shake his head.
Who can explain the ups and downs of royal power well?
But in the final analysis, these had little to do with him. Fang Plover only separated from the pedestrians and wanted to get closer to the team, which attracted a lot of curses from the people around him. But he didn't care about this. After all, he was a young man, and he was very curious about what the rumored fire phoenix looked like.
It was a dreamlike scenery.
As for the struggle for royal power, let it be put aside for now.
Sylvide felt a little funny in her heart. He only held one hand, and the two of them walked through the crowd. As for the huge structure, it had already been put away for fear of attracting attention.
When everyone got closer, they could clearly see the riders in these teams.
After the two big men and the bishop passed by, behind them was a tall young knight with pale skin and a vain expression. He only lowered his head, and his dark eyes were filled with shadows. Fang Yu saw that this man was wearing a black cloak with a knot at the collar. There is a Phoenix emblem, and I am surprised by the other party's identity - a member of the Phoenix family?
Suddenly, he heard a series of low shouts.
He looked left and right and heard what people were saying clearly: "It's Master Roshle. The city guards have found him..."
Fang Zheng felt that the name sounded familiar.
Suddenly, a hand reached out from the side and stabbed him. He looked back and saw the serious expression on Her Royal Highness Princess Silver Vislan. It was a bit cold in the middle of the night in the harsh winter, and Sophie's face turned slightly pale - it was not clear whether it was due to the severe cold and hypothermia or nervousness.
She breathed out and said, "It's Rochelle Mordekaiser."
Fang Yu also suddenly remembered who this person was. It's the name engraved on the rusty armor.
He is the eldest son of Duke Mordekaiser.
But didn't people say that he disappeared and was found now?
It was only when he thought about the origin of the armor that he felt a little uneasy. He looked at Sophie. The uneasiness in the heart of the Silver Vislan Princess obviously also stemmed from this. "There's something wrong here, Ed..." she whispered.
"What do you suspect?" Fang Yu asked.
Sophie shook her head. This was just her intuition, but she couldn't find the reason at the moment. She couldn't take that armor and go up to find someone to question her, not to mention whether they were qualified, and it would be easy for the other party to explain this matter.
She said that the armor was walking in the snowstorm, but how many people would believe it? Even she couldn't be sure if it was an illusion.
Sylvester looked at the two of them.
Only then did Fang Yu notice the gaze of the noble daughter and asked, "Sylwede, what do you think?"
The girl shook her head slightly, "Just wait and see what happens." She said.
With this episode, everyone's interest in watching the fun has faded a lot, but they have to wait until the ceremony is over before they can leave. The three of them just looked at each other and felt that this matter tonight was not that simple.
After Rochelle Mordekaiser, there was a young knight, about the same age as Fang Plover, not tall, but extremely handsome.
When Fang Plover saw this person, he recognized who he was. He had heard his name before but could not see him - there was no doubt that the other person was Enan Mordekaiser, the youngest son who was rumored to be unpopular with the Duke - In comparison, Enan is indeed a bit out of place compared to his brother. Although he also wears a black cloak, it does not come with a sharp sword, and the underneath is not a military uniform.
He seems to be a bit bookish in his gentle manner, but he is also very different from others.
He couldn't help but look at the uncrowned crown behind him.
However, because of Delis, both of them stayed in the hotel and did not come out——
Just a good friend of the Uncrowned Crown, the young swordsman 'Forest' who they had met once before and died once in Ash Mountain Forest added at the side: "Mr. Enan has a very good reputation among the chosen ones. He has always been close to the top leaders of the Confederacy..."
After the disbandment of the Southern Alliance, these people had no place to go for a while, so they simply stayed with Delis - after all, the little princess of the Silin-Spica family, besides Sylvide, only wanted the Uncrowned Crown. closest.
As for Mr. Huiyan, there is Ms. Kuisu’s team anyway, so it doesn’t matter if there are more people.
After hearing what Lin Lin said, he was not surprised. After all, they had received help from Miss Fios when they arrived in Dulon.
When Enan Mordekaiser appeared, many of the chosen ones cheered in the crowd, attracting strange looks from the natives. Sophie saw this scene and couldn't help but shake her head: "...it's quite mentally retarded."
What she is talking about is naturally the chosen one——
Fang Yu also understood in his heart that the Chosen One's actions would only do harm to the opponent's status in the Phoenix Family, but who in the Chosen One cared about this? In the minds of most indigenous people, these are some lawless people.
The Duke also frowned, but the Consul looked at this scene with some amusement.
The group of riders all turned back to look at the young man. The latter sighed and just looked around, looking a little worried.
Fang Yu looked at this handsome and extraordinary young man, and couldn't help but look back at Sylvester, but the ship officer seemed to still be thinking about what happened before, and didn't care at all about anyone passing by in front of her.
After a while, she noticed Fang Plover's gaze, and then she raised her head and looked at him with eyes like shallow seas, looking at him funny: "What are you looking at, Captain?"
"No, nothing..."
Sylvester showed a clear look in her eyes and raised her eyebrows slightly, but she smiled lightly and did not expose him.
A group of knights walked slowly towards the center of the square, where there was a platform. When they arrived not far from the platform, the Duke dismounted, and the others also dismounted and walked forward. The knight's long black cloak trailed in the snow, making him stand out.
A group of people walked onto the stone platform, and the ceremony seemed to have reached the most important moment. The square was silent, and everyone waited with bated breath.
At this time, the Duke turned around and raised the Holy Phoenix Sword with both hands. After the old bishop blessed him, he pulled out the Holy Sword with a clang - the long sword reflected a ray of fire and seemed to be shining brightly in the snow, making everyone They couldn't help but squint their eyes and turn around.
But the next moment, when people looked at the holy sword in Duke Mordekaiser's hand, they all let out a low cry of admiration.
The Holy Sword is actually no different from an ordinary long sword——
Just the bright light of the sword blade was swaying against the firelight. The sword is about three feet long and gradually narrows from back to front, forming a shape like a dragon's tongue. There is a hidden flame texture on it, winding upward along the spine of the sword.
People admired not so much the sword as the pride of Duron, whose grace they witnessed here once a year.
Duke Mordekaiser then raised his sword, pointed at the front of the square, and said in a calm voice:
"People of Duron."
"With the blessings of our ancestors, we can expand our territory here."
"The Phoenix Sword has witnessed the history of Dulon, and also witnessed the blood and sweat we have put here from generation to generation."
"It's a symbol of the South—"
"It's also a portrait of perseverance."
"The soul of the phoenix will be born from the fire."
"And we too will perish from the fire."
"People of the southern border, please gather here."
"Listen to this ancient voice."
On the square, everyone raised their heads and stared at this moment. It seems that on this day every year, the ancient souls also gather in the sky in this square. They lower their heads and silently watch this land for thousands of years.
with their descendants.
In the night sky, the light of the fireworks had long since disappeared, and after the specks of dust fell to the ground, only an empty sky remained - it was a winter night, not even a few distant stars were left, it was lonely and pitch black.
Duke Mordekaiser pointed his holy sword at the sky.
At this moment, a red light jumped from the sword and seemed to reach the sky.
However, a voice stopped the ceremony at this moment, "Wait a minute." The stern voice suddenly passed through the square, making everyone frown. The interruption of the ceremony was a bad sign.
But the person who spoke was the consul next to Duke Mordekaiser, and the citizens on the square dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.
As for the electors, they just came to watch the fun——
It's obviously a good time right now.
So of course no one has any opinions.
The Duke stopped what he was doing, frowned secretly, turned around, and looked at this colleague from the royal family. He didn't show anything on his face, he just asked calmly: "What do you think, Lord Consul?"
"It's nothing," the consul calmly shook his head: "I just heard that the Phoenix Soul is famous for its justice. The situation in the south has been unstable recently. My people have caught some rebels. I want them to face the Holy Sword. Identify your accomplices."
As soon as he said this, there was a burst of discussion in the square.
The holy sword is kept in the temple. When can it not be used? But at this moment, it was clear that the other party was looking for trouble. Besides, why the situation in the southern border was chaotic, the world didn't say it in their mouths, but they knew it in their hearts.
The trouble was not caused by the Prime Minister's side.
However, people discussed it, but they could not raise objections. They only looked at the Duke, hoping that the ruler of the Southern Territory would respond to the other party's unreasonable request.
But Duke Mordekaiser was silent for a moment and asked: "Rebellion?"
"This is also what the prime minister meant," the consul replied: "Besides, isn't it just a matter of convenience?"
Duke Mordekaiser glanced at him and finally nodded.
The consul smiled coldly: "I know that the Duke is loyal."
Duke Mordekaiser remained silent. However, the consul had achieved his goal and did not press further. He only turned around and waved. At this time, the crowd parted and a group of people walked out from below. Only then did people realize that the other party had been prepared.
The 'rebels' sent up were old and young, and most of them were adventurers, but there were no chosen ones. Most of the chosen ones are unruly, and even if they are caught by mistake, they will most likely choose to commit suicide immediately.
And since these people are 'rebellious parties', they will naturally not receive any good treatment. Everyone is in ragged clothes and shivering in the snow. In this cold night, everyone in the square felt pity when they saw this scene, and the crowd couldn't help but take a step back.
The atmosphere at the scene was a little strange for a moment.
Fang Yu looked at the people in the stands below. He didn't know any of them. Most of them should be locals. However, what was a good ceremony actually turned into a trial meeting, which made him a little disappointed.
He glanced at Sylvester again, thinking that the noble daughter should be considered a member of the 'rebellious party' at this moment?
But just because he doesn't know it doesn't mean that someone doesn't know him. The swordsman 'Forest' who had spoken before actually whispered: "Is it Mr. Palomo!?"
Fang Yu was stunned and looked over, only to see a white-haired old man. "Who is that?" he asked. Forest then shook his head and replied incredulously: "He is Ms. Miranda's old servant."
"Ms. Miranda's old servant?" Uncrowned Crown said before that Ms. Miranda took them in for a while under the instruction of Fios, but later the matter was revealed and they had to leave Dulon.
Therefore, it is not surprising that the other party was caught. But Fang Yu looked at those people and asked, "What about Ms. Miranda? Is she among them?"
He had seen Miranda's portrait, but there didn't seem to be such an outstanding lady among the people on stage.
'Forest' had a sad look in his eyes, and replied somewhat sadly: "I heard that the prime minister had convicted Ms. Miranda of treason and had her hanged..."
Fang Yu couldn't help but feel speechless after hearing this——
He subconsciously thought of the lady with a warm smile on the picture frame, and was stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses. No wonder the Uncrowned Crown sounded like that when he mentioned this lady. When he looked in that direction again, his heart suddenly thumped.
I vaguely thought of something not so good.
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