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Volume 2 The Dusty Kingdom Scene 512 The Kingdom Reborn (Part 2)

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    The purple sea is disappearing from the valley.

    The herald looked at that direction blankly. After a while, he turned back and said in an unbelieving tone: "They they are retreating from the first line of defense, Your Excellency, the Legion Commander."

    Veronica watched this scene calmly.

    In the valley, Faina lifted her helmet upwards, flicked her long golden hair, and her whole body was covered with steaming sweat.  She threw the helmet far away with a bang, then raised the curled knight's sword in her hand high, and shouted hysterically into the distance:

    "We won!" Tears couldn't help but burst into my eyes.

    And around her, the knights were already cheering.

    Everyone is cheering.

    Magdal stood silently next to his grandfather, while White Wolf Sword Saint Blanc pressed one hand on the sharp rock and watched this scene condescendingly.  The breeze blew through the Alkash Valley, like a gentle hand caressing the exposed rocks, covered with broken flags, wreckage and flowing blood.

    This was a brutal victory.

    In the sky, on countless floating ships, the Hazers and Cruzes watched this scene together - this was the first retreat of the crystal cluster in three months.

    Its meaning is self-evident.

    This is the beginning of the Year of the Swift, and the upheavals people have experienced in the past six months are far more drastic than any other moment in history.  The civil strife of the Cruz Empire, the fall of the Black Moon, the arrival of the magic tide, the resurgence of dusk, the disaster of the White Mountains, the Rebellion of Eruin, the beginning and end of the Wizard War¡ª¡ª

    However, in the end, Warnd emerged from a series of complicated events. With the end of the Wizarding War as the background, and with the Buga people publicly bowing their heads, Saint Osol and Madara finally came together to unite.  It seemed that in the darkness, people finally saw a glimmer of light coming.

    That may be the darkest hour before dawn.

    The combined fleets of the Hazers and the Cruzes crossed most of the Holy White Plains, writing a perfect conclusion at the end of this battle.  In the Winter Qin Moon of the Year of the Sword, Bahamut died outside Candebel City, and the Quinine Lions who rejoined the Holy Covenant put aside their past grievances and helped their former enemies in the battle of Corcova  The Aruin put down the rebellion.

    After the fall of the Thassard Alliance, the coalition forces of the Jiufeng people and the Buga people began to wipe out the remnants of the Dusk Dragon - the murderous wasteland centaurs on the eastern plains.  And once the war on the Eastern Front comes to an end, it can be expected that the re-establishment of the sacred oath is just around the corner.

    Silver Bay sent a second coalition army. The undead army, under the command of their Emperor, had just arrived in the Isolin area, and the two elven legions had already walked ahead of them and entered the valley area of ????Tholan Forest¡ª¡ª  The wilderness of the four realms is ahead.

    But before these new forces arrived, the Battle of Alkash had been declared over in advance. On February 7, the Silver Bay coalition forces led by White Wolf Sword Saint Blanc and Princess Magdale arrived. Two weeks later, the human coalition forces retook  The first line of defense of Babel Fortress.

    After this battle, the Dusk Dragon finally began to consolidate its power - perhaps after the Thassard people's conspiracy was thwarted, the chaotic monarch was tired of repeatedly wasting his strength in one place.

    But the fist is withdrawn just to swing it harder next time.

    In many areas - especially in Silver Bay, people were celebrating this miraculous victory.  However, for more high-level humans and elves, they are increasingly aware of this.

    Obviously, victory in a battle is not the end of it all, but on the contrary, it may be the beginning of this long war, and what follows is no longer conspiracy and trickery, but real bloodshed and fighting.  .

    The time node seems to be getting closer and closer.

    A new round of the Four Realms Wilderness Conference is already under preparation.  This time, the Cruz people chose Manktor as the venue for the meeting. This place was called Holy White in the language of the Miner people in the past - it was once the place where a sacred oath was concluded in the War of the Saints.  , the former site of the Holy White Conference located in the center of the Four Realms.

    Choosing such a place, the potential meaning contained in it is actually well known to everyone.

    The nations of Silver Bay, the Hazels, the Farnzans, the Bugas, the Nine Phoenixes, and even the wild elves of Ellanta and the druids of the Ring of Sky have all responded to the call of this covenant, not to mention  Speaking of other countries and forces, large and small, the four major temples came together again, and the scene a thousand years ago reappeared at this moment.

    Far away in the mountains in the northern border of Eruin, an army of dwarves is also passing through the snow-capped mountains.??'s destination has long been determined.

    In the King¡¯s Valley of Balta¡ª¡ª

    The snowstorm for a week has stopped on this plateau. This will be the last heavy snow of this winter. After the heavy snow, under the snow cover, the mountains and forests are already preparing for the upcoming vibrant weather.  season.

    All we have to do is wait for the ice and snow to melt, and the spring of the year of the swift will announce its return.

    That will be the hope for the recovery of all things.

    But at this moment, in the snow-capped valley, there is a different scene.  The knights of the White Lion Legion are lining up in rows, looking up. Behind the rows of flags are the restless hydra lizards - at the feet of these giant beasts, the tree elf archers are appeasing their huge 'companions'.

    Commander Feini walked around the neat Centaur queue, looking at the sky with some boredom. The silver fleet from Tonigel was entering one after another, and pieces of light shone; then appeared in the sky.  The figures of the Valkyries, those pegasus burning with gray flames, caused a roar of joy as they flew over the valley.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????Out of the dragon knights and a handful of griffon heavy cavalry, the knights held high the flag of Eruin, and the silver battle flags rustled in the wind, which once made the atmosphere in the valley reach a climax.

    From time to time, the cheers shook off the snow and broken ice on the treetops in the distance, falling into the stream below. The ice floes floated on the water, swirling and disappearing into the distance.  At the end of the stream will be the warm south of the kingdom, where spring is already in full bloom.

    But above the temple in the center of the valley, several figures suddenly appeared.

    One of them is small in stature, but that figure seems to embody the hearts and strength of the entire kingdom.

    The valley suddenly became quiet.

    Only the sound of quiet breathing is left.

    Everyone raised their heads, waiting for their commander-in-chief, their king.

    Amid the howling cold wind, Haruze exhaled white air, blinked his eyes slowly, and stared at the entire valley.  He gathered up his cloak. The cotton cloak was extremely inconsistent with his stature. The long cloak dragged on the marble floor. It was golden-red in color and the cotton was as white as clouds.

    He seems a little too weak, almost not like a king, more like a princess, a thin and delicate little girl - but he is firm enough, and people can't help but remind people of the equally brave Fusha.  Princess.

    That cloak is like a silent agreement, borne by the future successors of this kingdom.

    For the past hundred years, the kings of Korcovar have chosen to take their thrones at Winterpaw Keep.  There, they will receive the scepter and crown that symbolize the king from the bishop of the Temple of Fire, and become the true rulers of this land.

    But today, there is something special.

    The crowd slowly parted.

    Haruze turned around, his silver eyes reflecting his sister. Accompanied by Sir Overwell, she slowly walked up the stairs and came to him step by step.  He saw the crown held in his sister's hand. The somewhat dull silver crown was inlaid with a shining gem.

    That is the G?ring gem.

    It was once born in the hands of a hero, and then witnessed the birth of another hero.  When people retrieved it from the ruins of the Lantern Castle, the brilliance on this gem was not lost at all, as if nothing in the past could leave any trace on it.

    Just like the perseverance and unyieldingness of this ancient kingdom, it also represents the indomitable courage of the Eruin people.

    Haruze raised his head, his silver eyes were moist, and he stared at his sister silently.

    "Are you ready?" At this important moment, Griffin was a little distracted. She held the crown and asked softly.

    Haruze nodded seriously.

    A ceremonial officer came up and handed the ruby ??scepter and golden apple into his hands.

    Haruze held up these two symbols that symbolized royal power and strength, and raised his head slightly nervously - Princess Griffiin looked at him and said seriously: "From today on, you will inherit Eruin  The will of the kings has become the new owner of this land But it is not only a rule, but also a responsibility. The oath sworn by the former Lord Ek under his sword is to protect this land."

    "Haruze," she asked again: "Are you ready to lead this kingdom forward?"

    Haruze was silent.

    He felt a little regretful that on this important occasion, the most important person to him was not here.  Compared to taking on thisHe hopes to be recognized by his teacher even more. In his mind, only that person is the eternal hero.

    Without him, where would you and your sister be?

    But when he thought of the teacher's look on his expectations, Haruze became firm again and nodded solemnly: "I'm ready, sister."

    "Make an oath."

    "From this moment on, I will become the king of the Eruin people, but it is also the courage of the Eruin people - I swear that I will stand in front of everyone and protect this ancient kingdom forever until the end of my life.  The end.¡±

    Princess Griffin nodded, and she looked at Sir Wolf aside.

    Overwell took a step forward, looked at Haruze and said: "Your life is still long, my King, but the oath will last forever. Remember, if one day you forget the oath today,  Not only will the Lionheart Sword leave you, but every Eruin will call your name a traitor."

    "I will never betray, Sir Overwell."

    "I hope to see this day."

    Overwell raised the Lionheart Sword in his hand. There were shallow cracks on the bright blade, but it no longer just symbolized a sword - it was the power given to the king by the nobles and the people. He used this sword  Put it on Haruze's shoulder, gently give it to the young king.

    Then he put down his sword and helped His Majesty the King put it into its scabbard.

    At that moment, a staff lady in the crowd watched this scene quietly. She felt a little regretful, but also full of relief.

    Sir Wolf stepped back and allowed Princess Griffin to come to her brother.  Her Royal Highness the Princess then held up the crown in her hand and carefully placed it on Haruze's head. The little prince lowered his head slightly to bear the weight of the crown.

    Griffiin said slightly sternly: "Remember this moment, Haruze, this will be the last time you bow your head; from today on, you are His Majesty the King of this kingdom, and you are a symbol of the courage of all Eruin people.  , never let this ancient kingdom lose its backbone."

    "I remember it, sister."

    The crown was gently put on.

    Haruze also raised his head at the same moment.

    There was total silence in the entire valley.

    This is a scene that many people have been looking forward to for countless moments, and how much blood and tears have been paid for the rebirth of this kingdom.

    Three days ago, the last feudal noble of Eruin, the Earl of Gray Mountain, voluntarily handed over his power.  He also asked his daughter Yi Deni to join the House of Nobles and become a member of the nobility.

    A month ago, the frustrated Grand Duke Lantonilan took his great-granddaughter and announced that he would live in seclusion and return his fief to the royal family.

    Later, Grand Duke Karasu was also willing to accept the invitation of the royal family and go to the province of Corcova to live permanently.  With the support of the Cadilloso family, the Highland Knights had fully surrendered to the royal family before and accepted the incorporation of the White Lions, becoming a military force that truly belonged to Eruin.

    In the harsh winter of the Year of the Sword, all the nobles who participated in the rebellion got their due fate. All the nobles who participated in collusion with the All-Union Society or had an affair with the Sasardians are still hanging in Ampelsel.  On the gallows outside the city.

    The provinces of Viero and Golan-Elsen were directly taken back by the royal family and were no longer sealed.

    "In the north, the rebels have long since disappeared.

    The last resistance of the Earl of Yanbao also surrendered under the attack of the royal fleet; the fate waiting for these people will not be much easier than that of the nobles who participated in the rebellion in the south. Perhaps being deprived of their noble status is the most merciful thing.  treatment.

    Behind this great restoration was the biggest change in the history of this ancient kingdom. For the first time, the entire kingdom was completely integrated together, instead of being actually in the hands of large and small fiefdom nobles.

    This is the birth of a central royal power, but it also witnesses the contract between the royal family and the nobility, and the nobility and the people. In the future, this may be a country that belongs to all Eruin people.

    Just like Brando described in the letter.

    A week ago, the legendary Count Tonigel, the hero of the Eruin people, the lord of the Tonigel people, and the knight of Her Royal Highness, sent such a letter from the distant St. Osor.

    In that letter, he entrusted everything in Tonigel, even Valhalla, to his only student in Eruin in written language for the first time.

    The Earl¡¯s actions shocked everyone, but in addition to disbelief and shock, people¡¯s hearts were filled with deep admiration.

    ? ?These people can turn the tide in a difficult situation and save everything.

    These people are called heroes.

    But others were able to calmly step out of that halo of glory. While the world was still indulging in illusory pride, his eyes had already penetrated history and saw the established future through layers of fog.

    They should probably be called fools.

    But no matter what, the people of Eruin will remember such a name.

    ??????? Just like they once remembered his grandfather.

    At this point, history will no longer take its course.

    An ancient kingdom was reduced to ashes in the flames.

    But another brand-new Eruin has appeared, just like the shining crown.

    "For Eruin!"

    "For His Majesty the King!"

    "May the black pine evergreen,"

    "May Eruin live forever."

    "May faith shine as bright as ever,"

    "May the sword remain as sharp as ever."

    The young King held the scepter and turned around slowly.  He dragged his long cloak to the edge of the terrace, looking at all his subjects with his childish silver eyes.

    It was a boiling ocean.

    Then, he raised the scepter in his hand high and pointed at the northern border of the kingdom.

    Since the Second Holy War, half a century has passed. At this moment, the Eruin army once again steps out of the country from here. Their opponents will no longer be their compatriots - but fight for the future of the ordered world.

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    (PS: After today¡¯s chapter ends, tomorrow we will enter the final plot of Amber¡¯s book. I feel a little emotional when I think about it)
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