The first thousand three hundred and thirty-seven chapters
After announcing Frederick as the Imperial Crown Prince, it was already noon.
Although the Empire and the Brittanians still dislike each other, there will no longer be any conflicts between the two parties at this time. They are now compatriots who survive together under the fire of doomsday and are the last line of defense between the destruction of Chaos and the civilians.
, everyone knew that no longer united at this time, they would definitely die, so the two sides reached the greatest degree of reconciliation. The Imperials began to call the Brittanians "our chivalrous brothers", and the Brittanians also called the Imperials "
A loyal defender of the homeland.”
Fight together, sacrifice together, sing together.
The emperor made two major decisions. The first was to make Frederick the crown prince. The second was that there was no need to stick to Brunswick. The imperial court would move to Nuer, where the emperor and the knight king would meet.
Gather and regroup the remaining coalition forces of Order.
The weather became a bit cold, and the great nobles of the empire did not gather together to enjoy lunch, but returned to their respective stations. A series of things that happened to Emperor Karl-Franz made the powerful feel that a new storm had emerged.
, they need to go back and discuss how to deal with it.
Imperial Countess Emilia could not conceal her excitement since her son was successfully established as the crown prince. She returned to the base camp of Rundstad Castle. On a cold day, there was heavy snow outside the window. Due to the bad weather, the original
The planned post-war summary meeting was postponed, and Emilia left the matter to her son, sitting alone in the castle courtyard sipping black tea.
Decades of planning finally succeeded. Her son finally succeeded in becoming the Crown Prince of the Empire due to various factors. After achieving her goal, Emilia suddenly felt a little empty. She didn't know what she should do.
Well.
What else can you do? Go back to Ryan and continue to be his little maid. As Emilia sipped her black tea, she thought that the Imperial Baroness was not particularly keen on power, strength, and wealth. She did like luxury.
Enjoy life, become the focus of the banquet, and become the arbiter, but these are nothing compared to Ryan.
Thinking of this, Emilia took out the mirror from her arms. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her carefully painted makeup was a little stained by the whole morning's activities, but it still could not hide the unique grace of the Imperial Baroness.
Charming, she couldn't help but feel a little proud.
Although she never went to the battlefield to fight in person like sister Sulia, Emilia still carefully made a military uniform for herself. Just like Sulia's military uniform, the epaulettes and tassels were not missing, but Emilia
Leah's military uniform jacket is dark red, with a black cross heraldry button fastened at the collar, and the inside is also white.
The forged flower shirt and Sulia's iconic dark blue pleated skirt with white edges turned into a white pleated skirt with red edges when Amelia came here. The skirt extended to about ten centimeters above the knees, with two delicate snow-white skirts.
The long legs are wrapped in dark black opaque glitter pantyhose, and then a pair of soft jade feet are stepped on black stiletto boots.
Emilia was in a good mood today. She rarely made her long golden hair fatter, but let it hang naturally over her shoulders. She just used a blue ribbon to braid a short section behind her right ear.
Charming and elegant, coupled with the heroic spirit brought by the military uniform, Emilia is still very satisfied with her appearance.
The only dissatisfaction is... Ryan's little maid made gestures on her chest, and her face suddenly fell. After all, she is not Sulia. Although the little maid is not small, sometimes she has to squeeze, but Sulia
She is a great beauty who can look "oppressive" even in military uniforms. The Lake Fairy never wears military uniforms. The goddess's clothes are always exposed in the northern hemisphere. She probably has a lot of communication with Veronica on this point.
"Dong~dong~" When Amelia was still thinking wildly, there was a knock on the door outside: "Mom?"
"Frey, please come in." Emilia quickly adjusted her clothes and then motioned for her son to come in.
Seeing that Frederick was still wearing the old and scarred armor from yesterday, Emilia subconsciously complained: "You, really, you are already the crown prince of the empire, and you are still wearing this armor. I didn't prepare it for you."
Already..."
Having said this, the little maid suddenly realized why her son was wearing this way, and she couldn't help but smile on her face: "You did the right thing, Frey, well done! You should wear it like this and tell everyone that Noor defends you."
Commander, you participated in the Battle of Brunswick. We Nur gave everything to defend the empire. Your position is not that of Woten who is still dealing with the Chaos army near Ostermark, or Lu who hid for the entire battle.
Itebold II can be compared."
"Hehe." Frederick scratched his head. Ryan's eldest son still can't believe that the godfather directly appointed him as the crown prince, but things have happened, and he can't help but be happy: "Godfather, he has become a different person.
He is the same as everyone else, and he also put Hunter Marshal Wolfhart under my command! When Mr. Wolfhart recovers, we can get a strong man from the Holy Realm!"
"This is what it should be. You are the crown prince, so naturally you must have your own core team." Emilia couldn't help but be happy. She motioned for her son to sit across from her: "You also need to pay attention to Rick's guards, Lu Yi.
Tebald II is not good at commanding an army, and he has no outstanding achievements, but it is said that his clerical and internal affairs abilities are acceptable. In the future, you must remember to leave a suitable position for him in your court.
, this position should be important, but not that important.”
"Understood!" Frederick immediately understood what his mother meant. Ryan's eldest son rolled his eyes and understood completely.
"Don't express your emotions and anger, and don't let anyone know what's on your mind. Frey, look what you look like now? Just like a rat who has crawled out of his moist cave and stolen a whole piece of cheese." Emilia was graceful.
There was a slight hint of blame on Hua Gui's pretty face: "Put away your expression, calm down, stay calm, listen more, see more, learn more and speak less."
"Yes! My son understands." Frederick also realized that he was getting carried away, and he quickly lowered his head.
"You must also remember that your position as crown prince is not only due to the tens of thousands of Nuer troops behind you, but also the efforts of the Nuer nobles and I. If it were not for your father, it would not be because of the Brittany on the other side of the mountain.
The Sub-Jihad Army lost more than half in this battle, and you did not get this position so easily." Emilia
Reaching out to hold her son's shoulder, the mother said seriously: "You are not very powerful or prestige, so I will choose you. A large part of the reason is that the emperor has to deal with tens of thousands of Nuer who died in the war.
You have to have an explanation with the Brittanians, you have to have an explanation with your father, this is a compromise."
Frederick's eyes changed for a while, and he lowered his head to express his approval. He was still unwilling to accept it, but he had to be convinced.
"The power in my hand will be handed over to you one after another, but you must also get closer to your father and communicate more." Emilia knew that her son was awkward. This is how father and son are, even if they express emotions.
It was only a few words, and it would seem boring if it was said too much. Frederick was an adult, and he had vague feelings for Ryan, his father, but did not bother to express them. Mothers know this best.
For Ryan, the Sun King has too many things to pay attention to. He has a whole country with countless internal affairs to deal with. He has so many attendants, so many subordinates, and so many bureaucrats to meet. Everyone wants to ask for Ryan's attention, such as Ta
Léran relies on flattery, Beria relies on flattery, Callard relies on steadiness and reliability, François relies on being independent, and Berhemond relies on extremely powerful strength and the most senior bloodline.
In addition, Ryan also has to consider military affairs and diplomacy. He also has to check and balance the storm in his backyard, and cannot always pay attention to this eldest son who is far away from his sight.
"I understand." Frederick pursed his lips, he hesitated for a while, and then said: "Mom, what the godfather means is that it is best to make emergency preparations during this period, and wait until we move to Nuer.
Let’s get married immediately while everyone is here.”
"Holding a wedding ceremony? Isn't that great?" Emilia nodded. The Imperial Countess couldn't understand why her son disagreed: "This is an excellent opportunity. The empire now only has four provinces left (
Wesenland, Reikland, Iveyland, Solland) are still under control. Three years have passed since the war started in 2522. Both the army and citizens have reached their mental and physical limits.
, you really need a celebration to relax, this is also the best opportunity for you to stand on the front desk and show yourself to the citizens of the empire."
"But..." Frederick still hesitated: "Are you too anxious?"
"Too anxious? You just have to do it in a hurry." Emilia's eyes became dangerous: "Wait, are you..."
"Alyssa hasn't..." Sure enough, Frederick said a little embarrassed: "She hasn't come back yet!"
"You guy! Do you want to marry two at once?" Sure enough, Emilia's expression changed, and the Imperial Baroness was so angry that she slapped Frederick on the forehead with her hand, and she screamed: "No! Absolutely not!"
Your wedding must be held immediately, and it must be held while Carl, Ryan, and I are all here. I don’t care about that little elf beauty of yours, I don’t care!”
"So, mom, please do me a favor!" Frederick acted coquettishly towards his mother. The son took his mother's hand and begged: "Go and ask dad, let him ask the fairy in the lake.
, what happened to Alisara?"
"Okay, you know how to betray your mother, right?" Emilia was so angry that she wanted to spank her son. Frederick ran a few steps away to avoid it. The eldest son also showed an ambiguous smile: "I am
Why don’t you give Mom an excuse? You and Dad haven’t seen each other for a long time, why don’t you take this opportunity to get together? Sleep with Dad and everything will be solved!”
"You brat, what are you talking about?" Amelia was really angry now: "What do you think your mother is?"
"I'm creating opportunities for you! Mom! You have to know that your son will always stand by your side, and your son will always cheer for you!" Frederick waved his fist, he was very serious: "Mother is more valuable than son, son is more valuable.
For the honor of motherhood, mom, at this time we must unite even more and resolutely defeat old Aunt Lilith and stinky brother Devin!"
"Pfft!" Emilia was originally very angry, but was amused by her son's words. She blushed and reluctantly agreed with her son's view: "But now, I just finished lunch, what should I do to find him?
?Afternoon tea is at three o’clock!”
"Take a nap!" Frederick grabbed a down pillow from the bed and stuffed it directly into Amelia's arms: "Just tell dad that you want to take a nap, but you are afraid of the cold, especially your feet.
Han, I want daddy to sleep with you! Then just wear this military uniform and black stockings!"
"Ah, this..." Emilia's face turned red when her son said it. The Imperial Countess couldn't help but nod after thinking about it for a moment, thinking that her son knew his father very well. Ryan liked uniforms and stockings the most. According to her son,
Based on her understanding of Ryan, it would be easy for her man to agree.
Frederick smiled, but he didn't say that this was actually Alisala's most commonly used trick. Before the climax, the little queen often used the excuses of "being afraid of being alone", "being afraid of the cold" and "cold feet" to wear nightgowns.
The pantyhose got under his bed, and Frederic almost lost control several times.
"Go, go, mom!" Seeing that his mother was still a little embarrassed, Frederick simply pushed her out.
After Emilia left, Frederick sat in his mother's seat, and the Imperial Crown Prince helped his mother handle the documents. This was also a normal thing. When he was a child, Emilia hugged him all day long.
She sat with him in the palace of Elector Nur, reading documents, correcting articles, and telling him everything.
A few minutes later, about twenty-five young generation imperial captains and imperial generals who had made military exploits in the Battle of Brunswick followed his fiancée Noelle in from the outside. The youngest among them was less than twenty.
Years old, the oldest is only thirty-five years old.
Under the leadership of Noelle, the rising stars in the army collectively saluted Frederick.
"loyalty!"
On the other side, in the afternoon, Ryan was sitting in the king's golden-domed tent, also looking at the documents. The King of Knights was speculating on who would become the incarnation of the eight winds.
The wind of light is heading north? Lilith?
Who will the flame wind choose? Asu Yan, the Lord of the Phoenix?
What about Beast Wind? Tal Avatar?
Metal Wind is either a dwarf or a Gelt, right?
The Emerald Wind is most likely Athel Loren, but what about Alarielle, the Eternal Queen?
The Wind of Death? Nagash is out of business, and there will be no chance of resurrection for eighteen hundred years. So...Emperor Settra? Lord of Death Vlad?
Shadow Wind? Orika Malekith?
Ryan was still thinking about everything when he saw some movement outside. The old guard first asked a question, then immediately saluted. The person walked in smoothly, wearing a full red and white imperial military uniform with a pleated skirt.
The Imperial Countess Emilia! She was also hugging a pillow.
"Amelia? What's wrong? Is something wrong?" Ryan put down the quill.
"Why, can't I come to you when I have nothing to do?" Emilia suddenly became unhappy when she saw Ryan's bad attitude: "Our son finally officially became the crown prince, and you don't express your gratitude?"
"How should I express it?" Ryan smiled. When he saw Amelia's dress, his eyes lit up and he immediately stretched out his hand to signal his little maid to come over.