"That is natural. The personality and power of these evil beings can no longer be understood by human common sense. Even if his body is completely crushed, the soul will still exist in our subconscious as tiny particles. If the collective unconscious makes a call
, the extinct black magic supreme, and even the evil god can open rifts in the plane and reshape the body with the help of certain emotions and spiritual energy."
"This is too dangerous."
"It's not that dangerous, don't look so scared," Professor Heinz waved his hand, "The spiritual energy and will conditions for them to gather their bodies and return to the world are extremely special, otherwise the door to the spiritual world
Shouldn't people come and go every day? Those who rely on fear for a living must not tolerate courage and happiness, nor can they be combined with despair and madness.
"How could it be so easy for tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of people to gather together and resonate with such abnormal and unified emotions? Officials had already prevented and prevented it in advance.
"It is extremely difficult to resurrect an evil god."
That's good. Griffith breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that terrible dangers also have harsh conditions. As long as they are stopped and attacked in time to destroy the spiritual foundation they rely on to maintain, they will not be able to cross the plane.
Barriers come into this world.
The key is speed. This should be the reason why the count needs quick reaction troops.
The professor finished telling the story and looked at the knight-to-be with satisfaction.
"Understand?"
Well, what? What do you want me to understand? When encountering the resurrection of the evil god, do you want me to lead the cavalry squadron to charge? Griffith thought for a while in confusion.
Professor Heinz typed the novel left for him, shook his head, and went to find the servant to ask the count if he was free.
As soon as he left, Sonia appeared in the living room. She walked briskly into the small living room and looked at the new books on the table.
"Griffith, why have you started watching "Ann Hathaway" too?" the Countess asked curiously, "It's really strange."
I can't say that this is to please the Canaanite governor... Griffith muttered for a while but didn't give a reason.
"Sinful deeds will be discovered one day, even if all the dirt on the ground hides them." Sonia looked at him and said this.
Ah, this, this, Sonia, how can you read minds? Besides, this can't be considered a crime! Griffith was shocked and didn't know where to start.
"This is a sentence from "Ann Hathaway", it's great!" Sonia circled around him and looked carefully at the blue cavalry uniform, "I originally wanted to recommend it to you. You
You will be fascinated by it, I promise!”
Phew, it turned out to be a quote~ Griffith chuckled and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "Did the countess let you out?"
"Yes, I have to pack my things to attend the summer meeting." Sonia tugged on Griffith's sleeves and asked him to lower his head slightly. "After the review and parade on the first day, there will be a banquet and dance. You know what to do.
What?"
Griffith thought for a while and said:
"I will be inspected by the king together with other Shutoral, and I may participate in the parade next, but it is more likely that I will not.
"Then there is a display of new weapons and equipment to assist the count in recording and analysis.
"That night, I have to take turns with everyone to guard the inner circle of Sansou Palace. There are so many people this time, I shouldn't be able to take my turn..."
Sonia waited for him to finish explaining each item and then said unsatisfiedly: "Did you forget the most important thing?"
"..."
The two stood there, staring at each other for a while.
"Ah, please allow me to invite you to the first dance at the dance tonight!" Griffith shouted hurriedly.
"That's more or less the same," Sonia patted the would-be knight on the head with satisfaction, "It would be best if you didn't participate in the guard duty. Prince Commodus will also attend, and I want to introduce you to him."
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July 20, 1444.
Today is the first day of the Summer Parliament. According to the schedule, the king will review the Young Guards in the countryside. After the review, he will watch the parade with the senators and parliamentarians, then watch the demonstration of new weapons, and finally there will be a dance and banquet.
It was the first time for Griffith to participate in such an event, and he was a little nervous. He and a large group of familiar and unfamiliar young armored cavalry gathered near Sanssouci Palace. After the princes went to the palace to rest, they were taken away
The horses came to the castle and stood ready, standing and chatting with nothing to do.
High walls surrounded them, and it was unclear who was doing what on top, but some heads and flags were seen flashing past.
Griffith looked up at the untouchable high wall, thinking wildly about how to ambush a team of crossbowmen on top and look down from a high position...
Lana also looked there and muttered: "If we close the door and shoot with a crossbow, we will definitely be helpless."
Medianmaiah repeatedly agreed: "Then beat the drums as trumpets and rush into the palace, which will definitely be irresistible."
The summer sun is annoying. The neatly armored cavalry maintained their formation in the sun, sweating and waiting for orders. At first, Griffith only thought about Galadia and wished he could hurry up.
When it came time to go to Canaan, he could see her right away. Later, he was so hot that he couldn't think of anything except the iced sour plum soup.
Suddenly, rapid drumbeats came from all around. The armored cavalry present immediately exploded and went to seek shelter under nearby trees and eaves. Some fast guys were already preparing to fight back on the roof.
A group of cavalry wearing breastplates and purple robes rode through the main gate of the castle and headed straight for the square. The officer leading the group glanced at them in a mess and shouted: "Shutoral, line up!"
The cavalry running over were the armored cavalry and dragoons of Mark Aurelius Antony's standard guard, the king's old guards. If they hadn't come to wipe out all the young guards gathered in the square, then
There is only one possibility.
Everyone breathed nervously, quickly formed a team, and stared at the place where the king would appear with their heads held high.
Under the protection of the capable Imperial Guards, the carriage slowly stopped not far from the Shutoral queue. An elder stepped out of the carriage. He did not wear a purple robe, but casually wore a tawny robe.
The herald watched the elder step out of the carriage and ordered the armored cavalry in formation:
"Hail to His Majesty Mark Aurelius Antony, ruler of Beyeland, commander of the armies, chief citizen of the Senate!"
"Zick Kaiser!"
All the Shutoral cheered subconsciously at the command. In the blink of an eye, their fatigue was swept away. Regardless of whether they had known the king before or not, they all became extremely excited at the moment they witnessed the king.
First there was a cheer, then a second cheer, and then there was a tidal wave of boiling!
"Zick Kaiser!"
"Long live His Majesty Mark Aurelius Antony!"
Many people even started crying, shouting with fanatical voices while crying, completely disregarding the appearance and dignity of soldiers.
The king was trembling and a little hunched. He was wearing ordinary robes, with one hand behind his back, like a kind old man, and walked up to Ophelia, who was first in line.
"Zick Kaiser!" the cold and arrogant Ophelia shouted excitedly.
King Aurelius walked past the young people with a smile on his face, inspecting the young guards one after another. He looked at the energetic armored cavalry, sometimes patting their shoulders and arms, and kept
explain:
"very good."
Ten minutes later, Griffith and the Scitorrals suddenly received an order to immediately prepare to participate in the military parade. Those participating in the parade were originally supposed to be the Old Guards, and the Sciturrals were only accepting the review and were not present.
There is a separate list, but the king is very determined and asks everyone to join.
The nobles gathered in Sanssouci Palace immediately took action, asking the servants to wipe the breastplates and horses as quickly as possible.
At nine o'clock in the morning, Griffith and others mounted their horses and gathered along the road outside Sanssouci Palace. Thousands of citizens and farmers from neighboring suburban counties also came over, crowding in the north of Beyeland.
Watching the excitement on the suburban avenue.
The weather today is excellent. At nearly half past nine, the bells rang together, and amid the exciting military music, the crowd became commotion.
Officials and generals addressed His Majesty the King, and tens of thousands of citizens chanted "Long live the King."
Then came the king's speech and procession.
"Zick Kaiser!"
Countless citizens cheered like a roaring mountain and tsunami, scattering flower petals to the parading cavalry. Countless vendors shuttled among them, selling wine and sausages, as if today was a triumphal ceremony.
Griffith was riding on horseback with the other Shutoral. Fortunately, they were familiar with each other. They used the wall to rush through the orcs and trample the veterans. Even the temporary formation and formation were no problem.
He missed the triumphal ceremony last summer and was a little nervous about participating in the parade for the first time. He carefully followed the queue in front and moved along the avenue surrounded by a sea of people. Along the way, he discovered that the nearby streets had already been decorated with colorful decorations.
They put on lights and decorations, and also set up a shed and a stage for competition. They were probably planning to take this opportunity to hold a lively celebration.
The armored cavalry set off from the suburban avenue, along the ancient city wall, passing like a silver tide through the chapels of the gods and the town square, until they arrived in front of the auditorium of the city hall. The rest of Griffith's eyes were
Guang found Sonia waving desperately to him on the auditorium, and Nolan stretched out his hand to pull his sister several times.
A viewing platform was set up for the nobles on the road outside the city hall, so the road became a little narrower. The cavalry formed a dense column and passed carefully between the crowd and the viewing platform. Everyone was very nervous.
Griffith's unique anima breastplate was more beautiful than others, and the girls in the crowd threw small flower petals at him. As he approached the bottom of the viewing platform, a burst of bugles startled Griffith's horse.
This horse, which was participating in the parade for the first time, came out of the parade, and Sonia turned pale with fright.
To his great surprise, Griffith did not fall down. Amidst the tide of cheers, the horse stood upright every time, making him feel like a hero charging towards the enemy's position. He reached the peak of happiness, and his happiness was almost endless.
It's over the edge.
Griffith is awesome! Sonia happily sat back in her seat and watched her would-be knight return to the team. Fiona beside her was still waving to Lana.
"Don't let them get distracted, the road here is not easy," Nolan reminded the girls in a low voice, "people fall every year."
"How is it possible? My Lana is the most powerful!" Fiona retorted nonchalantly while dancing.
The tall hussar couldn't help but nodded to the girl. In just a moment, his horse stepped into the only mud hole on the road. Lana's body tilted, and the dense formation made it difficult for him to
Adjusting his posture. With his superb riding skills, he could only use his right hand to stabilize the horse, but he raised his elbow and hit Ophelia in the face.
Miss Assault Scout, who was not very good at riding, was squeezed in the middle of the team and was nervously following the people in front. Suddenly, she was hit hard on the face. She fell back as if she was star-struck, and subconsciously grabbed her.
Grasp.
This grab caught Nona's reins, and she became confused on the spot, colliding with Murat.
Amidst the avalanche-like series of impacts and bursts of screams, Griffith slapped the ground before he could figure out what was going on. From the corner of his eye, he saw his mount knocking over a group of people behind him.