Three hundred and twentieth chapters prestige far and wide
After resting for another three days, Ryan finally led his army back to the Earl of Glamorgan. By the time he returned, it was already May, and the land of Britannia was once again full of life.
Ryan was lying in the soft carriage with a comfortable look on his face. The carriage was covered with soft cushions and blankets. There was light coming in from the window. The Earl huddled himself in the corner of the carriage and leaned on the soft cushion: "Veronica, you
What are you looking at?"
In addition to Ryan himself, there was also Veronica in the carriage. The three women seemed to have discussed it and changed people to accompany him at different times. Now it is Veronica's turn, and the witch is sitting next to him. In fact, Ryan's injuries have already been
She has recovered quite a bit, so Lidya Su has relaxed her restrictions a little.
"Me? I'm reading this book. I found it in the library of Lyonnais." The Witch of Gloria sat next to Ryan, and the pearl earrings in Veronica's ears were dangling: "This is rare.
This is the only copy, Lord Dalhaide gave us a lot of things in order to thank us for our support."
"Original copy? What did you learn? What's written in it?" Ryan sat up and looked around curiously, and by the way, he put his arm around the waist of Witch of Gloria to take advantage of it, and Veronica let him go.
"This book records some fragments of Charlemagne's words before he established the human empire." Veronica got into Ryan's arms and sat on his lap, with a blush on the sweet face of the Gloria Witch:
"Come, let me tell you."
What Veronica got was a book of early Breton records, which recorded some events before Charlemagne established his empire.
"Fifteen hundred years before Charlemagne established the empire, humans had been witnessed to have a large number of activities in the old world. The first people to discover humans were a group of dwarves. The high king of the dwarves at that time was named Gotrek Shatterstar. He
While fighting on the mountain side, a group of humans were found passing nearby. They existed in the form of a tribe. After seeing the Dwarf High King, this group of humans panicked and unexpectedly did not come over to pay high respect to the Dwarf High King.
, still able to run
From afar, this incident was recorded in the Big Book of Hatred of the Dwarves, and was not erased until Charlemagne and the dwarves formed a holy alliance." Veronica flipped through the book with interest: "But
The dwarves always remember this incident and occasionally joke about it with their human friends. At that time, the human wizard empire supported by the elves had perished in the north, and the remaining humans were all barbarians. The dwarves despised their craftsmanship and culture.
But I admire their bravery and strength."
"That's what dwarves are." Ryan complained. He hugged Veronica from behind and kissed the Gloriosa Witch on her soft lips: "What else did you see?"
"The Bretons were once part of Charlemagne's empire more than a thousand years ago. More than two thousand years ago, the Bretons were famous in the old world for their excellent equestrian skills.
However, after Charlemagne disappeared, the Brittanians did not recognize Charlemagne's successor, so most people crossed the gray
Mountains, migrated to Britannia in large numbers." Veronica continued to turn the pages of the book, but her face became redder and redder because Ryan's big hands were groping her plump chest and stocking legs: "Lyan...
Don't, wait until you return to the territory, whatever you want to do is up to you, don't stay here, Sulia will tell me."
"Well, keep talking." Ryan was actually just taking advantage.
"Of course before they migrated, a large number of humans had already settled here... Then, the Bretons quickly found a suitable place to live in what is now Britannia, which is a large number of elven city ruins and ruins.
"Veronica huddled in Ryan's arms and continued reading with great interest.
"The Brittany people spent two hundred years learning many of the technologies left by the elves and forming their own culture. After nearly a thousand years of development, the culture of Brittany and the empire across the Gray Mountains have become very different.
, although everyone recognizes each other as fellow human beings, when great
After the Holy War, Lord Ludwig the Savior came to Curona and proposed to the then Knight King Telefer that Britannia should join the empire as an imperial province. All the dukes in Britannia refused.
Veronica continued with a smile: "It seems that the Dukes are not willing to rely on others."
"Haha~ That's it."
During the journey, there was constant laughter and laughter.
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Just when Ryan was sitting in the carriage, returning to the Earl of Glamorgan easily.
Old World, Imperial Capital Braunschweig, Imperial Palace.
Imperial Emperor Karl Franz, Emperor's Flag Officer Ludwig Schwartzhammer, Elector of Wallrich and Grand Duke of Middenland Boris "One-Eyed" Todbringer, and
Helmut Feuerbach, Elector of Taraberheim and Grand Duke of Tarabek, Varmil von Zhukov, Elector of Wolfen and Grand Duke of Oster, and the Imperial Academy of Wizards
The great master of the alchemy school, Bayershazer-Gelt.
These people are having a meeting.
"Egil, the king of Skarins, is dead. He was killed by Lion Malcador, the chosen champion of the Lady of the Lake, in the north of Britannia. According to the news from Nord, Norsca and the North were deposed.
As a result, the country was in chaos, and many ambitious chiefs began to fight against each other. In just a few days,
Within a short period of time, several small tribes perished." Emperor Karl-Franz rarely said in a relaxed tone: "This greatly reduced the pressure on the northern sea frontier of the empire, and General Heilberg led the Reik Guards and troops to easily eliminate them.
A large number of barbarian troops tried to go south to plunder."
"Is it Ryan again?" Boris stared at his one eye, and he said deliberately: "Egil is the blood god's chosen champion, and Ryan can actually kill Egil! It's incredible. You remember last year, in order to resist Egil, Nord
But at the cost of thousands of lives, we could barely hold on until Egil and his army retreated."
"Britannia sent a note, hoping to release some captured knights first... Jules, the captain of the Holy Grail Knights, was killed by Egil in the championship duel. Finally, seeing that Lyonnais was about to fall, Ryan led
Arriving with more than 15,000 troops, he defeated Scalins' army.
, the two met in the chaos, and Egil and Ryan had a great championship showdown." Ludwig, the emperor's flag-bearer, read the information: "The championship showdown between the two people was very fierce. According to eyewitnesses,
They were like two gods incarnate in a great duel."
"Your Excellency Jules died in the battle?" The person who answered was Vamir von Zhukov. The elector interrupted Ludwig: "That is really a huge loss for mankind."
"Yes, the death of His Excellency Jules is a huge loss to mankind." Emperor Karl-Franz nodded with deep feeling.
"Ahem, after a hard fight, Count Ryan Malcador relied on his mysterious mobility to arrive in front of Egil in an instant. By attacking, he almost killed Egil and beheaded him."
Weig continued at the emperor's signal: "This is a brilliant event.
Victory, a thirty-year-old Holy Grail Knight killed the Chosen Champion of Khorne who had been rampant in the northern wasteland for centuries. This is good news for the entire old world. The news of Egil's murder has not spread yet. I dare
He said that if word spreads, the entire northern part of the empire will celebrate."
"It seems that Ryan's reputation will be known to everyone from Port Magritte in the west of the old world to the Roof of the World Mountains in the east of the empire." Karl-Franz said with a smile, and he complained casually.
: "By the way, why doesn't our empire have such a capable champion?"
As soon as these words came out, the meeting fell into silence, and several electors and other participants stopped talking.
The most powerful champion under Karl-Franz is undoubtedly his flag-bearer Ludwig. This old man is a strong man in the sanctuary, and his strength is similar to Jules.
What about again?
No more. The only one Karl Franz can directly command is Ludwig. Ivan Ferdinand, the Duke of Griffin and Grand Master of the Griffin Knights, is only his nominal vassal and enjoys a certain independent status.
For the convenience of direct command, the Archbishop of the Church of Justice, "The Resolute One" Vikma, is a saint. However, the Archbishop of the Church of Justice enjoys an independent status within the empire, and the emperor can only negotiate.
Then there is the White Wolf Knights. The Grand Master (Grand Leader) of the White Wolf Knights, Axel Gris, is a member of the Holy Domain. The Pope of the White Wolf Church, "Grand Ulric" Emil Wagel, is also a powerful member of the Holy Domain.
.
But neither Karl Franz could command, let alone the emperor, and even Boris, the White Wolf Elector, could not command. They could only negotiate.
This is the problem with the Empire. The Empire is the most powerful human country in the old world, but they very lack high-end combat power. Every time the barbarians come out to request a championship showdown, the headache for the Empire is that it is difficult for them to find someone who can
The warriors who faced off against the barbarian champions, unlike the Holy Grail Knights of Britannia, were all truly fierce men.
"I'm shocked. Is Ryan Malcador so powerful? There are so many powerful enemies, and he can hit them all accurately and kill them all." Another elector spoke: "It's a pity that he was just a kid, so he was fooled first.
White Wolf Knight, and then defected to the other side of the mountain."
Hearing this, Boris, Varmir, and Karl Franz all frowned.
He was Helmut Feuerbach, Elector of Talabheim and Grand Duke of Talabek.
This elector is notorious for his violent temper. What he likes most is to issue decrees at will out of capriciousness and whims. His rule over his territory is very harsh, almost inhumane, so the entire Talabek
The leaders, from some nobles to the common people, to the merchants' association and all craftsmen and tailors, all hated the elector. They all wished that the elector would die immediately, and even deliberately made up lies about his sudden death.
However, there is no evidence that Helmut was mentally ill or affected by corruption. On the contrary, the elector hated the forces of Chaos and various cults. It was due to his efforts that the city should have been noisy and chaotic.
The markets are well organized and trade is prosperous, allowing the entire Talabheim to maintain peace and relatively good control despite its very vast area and sparse settlements.
Since the founding of the Empire, dozens of emperors have ascended the throne, and Karl-Franz is undoubtedly a charismatic human leader who inherited his father Luitpold's ability to deal with the countless intricate political contexts of the Empire.
, and is an excellent general. Under his hard-working rule, Reikland is becoming more prosperous than ever before, as if people have returned to the most glorious era in the history of the empire.
At the same time, Emperor Karl-Franz used domestic diplomacy and military oppression, both soft and hard, to force the electors to stop the civil war and mutual suspicion, and unite to fight against foreign enemies. Although this alliance was very fragile, at least the electors were already in the empire.
We unite under the banner and move forward side by side.
Therefore, Karl Franz had a far-reaching view of Ryan's problem than anyone else.
"Ryan is a target that can be won over. He has a deep connection with the empire." Karl Franz motioned to Elector Helmut to shut up: "Your Excellency Helmut, don't forget, you just came from the zoo.
The mixed-blood elf warhorse you choose is imported from Ryan, or you can choose not to."
"Oh, no, I mean, Ryan is really a tough guy, and I like it to be so real." Elector Helmut immediately changed his words without any restraint: "Of course, it would be great if you could give me one more horse.
"
"Only one! Mr. Helmut, one for each person!" Boris said impatiently: "If you don't want it, give it to me. My wolf cubs won't be able to snatch it."
Boris did not say that Ryan also gave him two mixed elf war horses in private, but these treasures are never too much for the White Wolf Knights. The great mentor of the White Wolf Knights, Axel and "Big Ulric"
"Wagel immediately rode on.
In the Empire, elven war horses are an absolute rarity and treasure. Unlike the stables of the Dukes of Britannia, which have many pure-blooded elven war horses, the empire's war horses are faster and heavier than Britannia's war horses.
His endurance was so high that even the Emperor of the Empire, Karl Franz himself, rode a mixed elf war horse, which was a gift from the high elves after he ascended the throne.
The Brittanians strictly prohibited the export of elven war horses. The emperor finally bought a few horses from Ryan at a high price. He decided to give one to each of the electors present. As a way to win over, he kept two horses for the future.
Marshal Rick and his flag officer.
"Yes! Of course I do." Elector Helmut waved his hands shamelessly: "I'm just thinking about my son. I have one, so he should have one too!"
"You can give him your horse to ride!" Boris continued to scold: "If you think it's unfair, don't ask for it. My sons Stefan and Heinrich both want it."
"Shit, come here, Boris, I want you to understand!" Helmut was irritated, and he directly reached out to touch the Elector's Holy Sword Stone Breaker at his waist.
"Come on!" Boris also grasped the hilt of the Elector's Holy Sword Leg Slash.
"Enough!" the emperor roared: "This is the Imperial Palace, not an arena!"
Only then did the two electors become quiet.
"We need to find ways to import more mixed-blood elf war horses from Ryan, and also find ways to get more wood elf medicines," Karl-Franz continued.
At this point, the electors nodded repeatedly.
The medicines of the wood elves are very effective and have no side effects. They are no different from treasures to the nobles of the empire. Everyone is afraid of death. The emperor's army also needs medicines. It is a pity that the amount of wood elves medicines traded from Lane is
Limited, the wood elf medicines on the black market are priced at sky-high prices again.
"Then what should we trade with? What Earl Lane needs is nothing more than two things, fire oil and magic ore." Galt finally spoke.
"There is another thing." Karl Franz set his sights on the north of the empire.