Chapter 931 (1/2)
The atmosphere was much more serious, and the solemn color filled the whole hall.
Metterne Leopold looked around the hall with his sharp eyes; Then he turned back, nodded slightly to the Archbishop of innoson, bowed respectfully to connord, and then stepped down.
”Give me mouth, hand, soul and authority with the Holy Cross, and I will question it here!”
He pushed away the young priests supporting him on both sides. The bent Archbishop of innocent barely supported his body with his scepter and stood still. All the people around him were trembling for fear that the old man would fall.
”Simple farmers from Saxony, who do you regard as king?”
The voice is thick and solemn.
A dead silence.
The black haired wizard couldn't help glancing. A group of saxophone nobles in gold and silver tacitly turned their heads in the same direction, and their expression was strange, as if they wanted to talk and stop.
Brandon, who turned his white eyes, pushed away the fat man in front of him. With a long sigh of fatigue and helplessness, he knelt down on one knee in front of the steps of the throne: ”we worship Conrad de saleon, the son of Eckhart!”
”Who is your leader, sailors and wizards of eboden?”
”Your Excellency, Archbishop...” master corona, surrounded by the leaders of the Royal wizard college and a group of chamber of Commerce, slowly leaned over: ”there is only one leader, that is Conrad de Salion, the son of Eckhart!”
”Heroes of Arles, who is your commander?”
”Nature is Eckhardt's son, Conrad de sallion, archbishop.” with a wolf like smile, Nolan ERD showed his sharp teeth and bowed naturally.
”Who is your Lord, huntsmen of lottel, mountain people of El mans?”
”It's the son of Eckhardt, Conrad desallion!”
Julie weltz, Duke of ellemans with a serious expression, didn't say a word of nonsense.
”It's the son of Eckhardt, Conrad desallion!”
It's obviously the same sentence. Yuli and Luwen have completely different effects.
”Boye's horseback people, Byrne's knights, who do you designate as your co Lord
”Son of Eckhardt, Conrad de sallion!” cried salina Jonah. ”The guy who wants to try to see if the bowie knife is sharp or not, do you want to try to recommend another one?”
This cunning Archduke of machete... She also recommended philrone de Salion yesterday.
Feeling the eyes that began to converge on him, the dark haired wizard secretly pulled at the corners of his mouth and said solemnly: ”the Knights of Byrne's thirteen leaders unanimously recommended Eckhart's son, Conrad desallion, as our co Lord.”
As soon as the voice fell, Loren could clearly hear a long sigh of relief in the hall.
Although they knew that the Dukes had reached an agreement with the crown prince ”privately”, the agreement was only an agreement after all, and there was still a chance to deny it; Only when they hear it with their own ears like now can they be relieved.
”All the leaders in the Empire have surrendered; from lottel to Bain, they are under desalion again.” the old man turned away tremblingly, and his aging and yellow eyes stared at Connor's face:
”Connord de sallion, will you take an oath?!”
The voice fell, and all the emperors and nobles held their breath and looked at the crown prince.
The black haired wizard with narrowed eyes swept his eyes over one face after another and finally settled on connord.
The serious Yuli weiltz, the heroic ruwen Fred, and the white eyed Brandon still looked unconvinced;
The scornful Sarika Jonah, the thoughtful Nolan URD, plus the lucky and Saxophone nobles who seem to win.
Only connord frowned and wore a military uniform, as if it weighed thousands of pounds.
For a moment, Loren understood why he was so willing to compromise with himself.
”... one should have an 'ultimate goal' in one's life, and everything else must serve this...”
”... you can only see the people in front of you, and you can never understand what you feel and what you think when you see people 40 years later...”
For Conrad, to continue and inherit the Empire and maintain the prestige of the de sallion royal family... Is probably his ”ultimate goal”?
Born as a king, from the moment of birth, the trajectory of life is doomed. There will never be their own likes and dislikes, only the interests of the Empire; Sacrifice everything for an ”ultimate goal”.
Compared with Conrad, Brandon... He is more like a noisy ”unfair”, unrestrained and never growing up child.
”Poop!”
Connaught de sallion knelt down on one knee, looked up at the Archbishop of innocent, and pressed his right hand on his chest:
”I will.”
”Are you... Willing to inherit the great cause of the previous emperors... Inherit their will to sacrifice everything for the Empire?”
Archbishop innocent, leaning on a crutch, asked intermittently with an increasingly reluctant attitude.
”I will.”
Two simple words echoed in the hall, but the sound seemed to have weight.
Archbishop innocent nodded, with a comforting smile on his old and tired face.
The young priest on the right quickly held a wine glass in his hands, and the sterling silver cup was deliberately shaped into the shape of the Holy Cross.
Struggling to reach out his right hand, the Archbishop of innoson touched his finger on the edge of the cup, and the clear spring moistened his fingertips.
Connord, who did not blink, let the Archbishop flick on his forehead.
”Take your head and receive holy water;”
The priest on the left presented a short blade made of pure gold to Conrad; His highness, the crown prince, did not hesitate to hold the sharp blade, and the bright red color dripping on the precious white blanket under his feet.
”Take your flesh and blood as evidence;”
The bright red blood dripped continuously. Connord, who loosened the blade, pressed his red right hand on his chest.
”Dong --!!”
With the sound of shaking the whole hall, the court guards on both sides opened the main door of the hall.
Philrone de sallion, in an oblique cloak, stood outside the door, with a ring lying flat on the Phnom Penh cushion held in his right hand.