Chapter 1073 (2/2)
The dark haired wizard with raised eyebrows followed Brandon onto the platform.
Connord's body, lying on it; A thick cloak and black linen covered him.
Brandon stepped aside with a steady pace, raised his right hand several times, but put it down again and again; Finally determined to hold the black cloth, but couldn't bear to open it.
”Lauren... You know I've always admired him.” Brandon suddenly whispered, ”since the day I was born, I've always admired him, even jealous of him.”
”I envy his attention, his admiration by sister-in-law phillanai, and the fact that so many people are willing to be loyal to him and even die for him... I haven't experienced that feeling.”
”But in the final analysis... What I envy is not these. What really makes me jealous is the hard work my father devoted to him - the kind of attention and care that makes me know that I am different from him.”
”I hate that difference, even if I know I don't want those,” Brandon muttered, ”but now... I don't know why... I feel a little sorry for him again.”
”The 'ideal' on the lips, the attention of thousands of people, the expectation of his father, and the belief of sticking to death... Tell me about this guy who makes people envy, envy and hate. Does he live for himself one day?”
”If what he does, all his choices are based on ideals...” looking at connord's body, the black haired wizard said in a deep voice: ”then he is living all the time, not for himself.”
Silently looking at the expression of the black haired wizard, Brandon thought hard for a while, but finally smiled slightly.
”Yes, this is connord. No... this is the emperor.”
”Either turn the 'ideal' of the empire into your own strength, or turn your 'will' into the will of the Empire - the iron crown is such a chain that integrates the two.”
”With chains, you can transcend the body and become the Empire itself; but on the other hand, you are just a mortal.”
”The Emperor... Is such a monster that looks like human, non-human, half human and half god, ha ha ha.”
Brandon smiled, but at last his smile froze on his face. He looked lonely and desolate. His trance eyes seemed to penetrate the black linen and see connord's face.
”But... Dear brother, I didn't come to see you to say that.”
As soon as his expression changed, Brandon stopped looking at Lauren and stared at connord's cheek under the black cloth.
”I'll never be a guy like you. I can't kill me, and I don't want to be like this - I'll never be a slave to some 'faith' or 'ideal'. I won't, and you know I won't!”
”I am Brandon de sallion. I will always be. I will not become Conrad I or be called the 'Supreme emperor of the 13th generation' like you. I will never become one in 14 or dozens. I... Is me.”
”I want the Empire to remember my name even after thousands of generations, just like 'Sage' Brandon and 'Dragon Queen' Charlotte, not 'another Brandon'.”
”For this purpose, I will never let the Empire perish - the Empire will never perish in my hands. That's your purpose, right? I'd rather die than keep the dignity of the desallion family, as if it was more important than living...”
Brandon kept talking. He spoke very fast, as if he was deliberately restraining his tension, pretending that everything was normal and he was still very calm.
The black haired wizard stood silently on his side, and his eyes could clearly see his trembling arm hidden in his sleeve. Even if he clenched his fist, he could not restrain his trembling arm.
”Bang --!”
Just then, a neat sound came from the camp under the earth platform.
”Bang --! Bang --! Bang --! Bang --!”
The Legion soldiers with solemn faces suddenly began to beat their halberds and shields in the snow under their feet in a very rhythmic way; First, it was a little messy, and soon the sound became unified and tidy.
”Bang --! Bang --! Bang --! Bang --!”
The uniform beating sound soon spread throughout the camp. The soldiers of blood skeleton Valley who just returned with Loren looked around warily with different expressions.
Some old soldiers' faces changed, and their alert eyes obviously recalled something; Other young knights were stunned at first, and then involuntarily began to beat their weapons; It was too late when the people around him remembered to stop them.
The entire ruins camp of duanjieshan has become a ”stirring” ocean.
”Bang --! Bang --! Bang --! Bang --!”
In the sound, Edward, the expressionless night watchman, held up a black iron crown flag with a long sword and a crown.
Secret silver sword, kingship.
Treasure crown, iron crown.
The former represents the status of the de sallion family in the Royal sword knights, and the latter represents the legal principle that has been passed down since the first generation of supreme emperor combined with Queen Brunhild of the Dragon kingdom.
Edward, the night watchman holding two treasures, walked step by step through the human wall composed of soldiers, walked to the platform under the attention of thousands of people, held the treasure high and knelt on one knee.
The veterans on both sides seemed to have practiced countless times. They raised the Zheng shield with one hand over their heads, knelt face to face, and formed a ”channel” built with a shield in front of the platform, extending from Brandon's feet to Edward holding the treasure.
The ruins camp, which had been ”lively” a moment ago, suddenly fell into silence and became quiet.
”The old emperor is dead, the crown is vacant, and there is no one on the throne...” the low voice of Edward, the indifferent night watchman, echoed in the dead camp:
”We remember his majesty Conrad I, the 13th generation of glory he brought, and his confrontation with tens of thousands of cruel Azores on the tower - his spirit, courage, perseverance and determination... We will always remember, but...!”
”No matter how we cherish our memory, the Empire... Must have an emperor and someone who can take over the burden of Conrad I and create the 14th generation standing in front of us, leading us, commanding us and teaching us...”
”We... Implore you, your highness Brandon de sallion, the respected Prince of East Saxony, the crown prince of the Empire and a reasonable and legitimate successor, to take over this burden and become our emperor!”
”We implore you... To be crowned Emperor!”