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Chapter seven hundred and forty-eight, the advice of the fairy in the lake (1)

After dinner, the worried Knight King sat alone in his seat. He looked at the map and sighed softly.

"That's just a specious prophecy. Dear, you don't have to care so much." Veronica saw Ryan's appearance and knew that Ryan was burdened with heavy burden. The witch Jialan sighed quietly: "Do you need to give you some space?"

"Well, you go and do it first." Ryan signaled Veronica to do her own business first. After each actual battle, Veronica would gather the witches participating in the battle for a meeting to attend classes, summarize, praise their advantages and put forward shortcomings. As a witch of the practical faction, Veronica has always attached great importance to actual combat, even surpassing theory. She always felt that Ryan's words were very accurate to wizards, that is, practice is the only criterion for testing truth. Only through actual combat can witches know how to survive in the unpredictable battlefield.

Theresa is different from her ice witches. The ice-type magic comes with control, but it is difficult to master. If it is not good, it turns herself into an ice sculpture. Therefore, the sorcerer teaches students to pay attention to theory, and the academic style is more obvious.

"Olika, you go and rest first, I want to be alone." Ryan then signaled the Dark Elf to rest too. Olika was obviously a little surprised at Ryan, but she agreed.

In the tent were only Ryan and the knight entourages responsible for cleaning up the table. These knight entourages came from almost all the priests of Britannia and the famous knights of the entire kingdom. When Ryan became Duke of Musilon, the knights and nobles of the entire kingdom knew that he would become the king, so they rushed to send their children of non-first heirs to serve under the king's command.

This is nothing strange. Juan came like this. In the future, Ryan would send his son to Karad and stay for three to five months a year, so that Karad could teach him the spirit of knighthood and martial arts.

Thinking of his son and wife, Ryan finally showed a smile on his originally serious face. He didn't know how Suliya was. After the war started, he received two letters. Suliya mainly told him about the internal affairs of the territory, and hoped that he would return victoriously. There was little else to say, at most, where did Little Devin Hill go hunting and exploring with his Uncle Angron recently. The little guy followed Angron to drink and eat beefs every day. The material was very strong. Suria's only request was that Angron should not teach Devin Hill to use an axe. She hoped that her son would use a sword or a hammer. Angron also agreed.

Sulia is indeed a good mother, a good wife, and a good queen. Ryan once again found his wife's letter and showed a gentle smile on her face.

If we put aside the Ryan Grey Knight gene primrose, he has reached the marriage with Sulia because he has no choice but to enter the pyramid top of the most core pyramid of the Knight Kingdom and obtain the most important twelve first-generation Holy Grail Knights family. Ryan can only pass two paths, and the easiest of them is marriage.

Only through marriage can Ryan be qualified and fight for the Knights' throne. Many people put the cart before the horse and think that Ryan was qualified to inherit the throne by conquering Musilon. This is actually wrong, because before Ryan conquered Musilon, who gave him the qualification to compete for the throne and initiated this war?

In fact, it was given by Suliya as his wife. Without this level, Ryan would not even be qualified to send troops to Mushiron. Ryan didn't want to say that he was worthless in restoring Mushiron, but just wanted to say that without a marriage with Suliya, he would not even be qualified to participate in this competition.

After thinking for a while, Ryan said to the attendant: "Come on, call Baron Juan, Biocari, and Bertrand, the old commander of the Guards."

"Yes!" The servant listened to the order loudly. After a few minutes, the old guard commander Bertrand and Juan came. The latter was full of energy, but the former was red and there were some food residues on his beard. Ryan knew that Bertrand had drunk, and the old guard commander had no other problems. He just liked to drink two glasses of dwarf beer after the meal. This was his habit, and Ryan knew it.

"My Majesty?" Juan was a little puzzled. Didn't Ryan say that he would pray to the lady in the lake tonight? Why did he call himself in again?

"Sit down, I have something to ask you." Ryan continued: "How is the camp during this period? Is there any private conflict?"

Juan and Bertrand looked at each other. Juan was obviously younger and more energetic. He thought of something and was about to answer, but Bertrand gave him a look. Juan opened his mouth and decided to shut up.

Ryan narrowed his eyes, and he realized something, so he turned his attention to Bertrand. He knew that outsiders like Juan, Bertrand, Lops, and Olivier have always been approaching, and this is a naturally divided camp.

"Your Majesty, are you referring to... the Independent Corps?" Bertrand sat down respectfully. The old guard commander now has a great position among Ryan's subordinates. Even the Knights' men would give him three points. On the one hand, because Bertrand is a native of Brittany, he is obviously favored by Ryan and his abilities are also very good. Therefore, the Knights' men agree with Bertrand.

"Yes, I don't believe in the Black Rep incident, the Knights won't say anything." Ryan frowned: "But it seems a little too calm now."

"......There have been some of the Rangers' Knights who tried to go to the pistol cavalry battalion of the Independent Regiment to provoke trouble, and there were also quarrels about camping, but the Black-hearted Repp strictly restrained this and would rather suffer some losses than make the trouble. The Knights wanted to continue provoking, and His Excellency Antelm and Fedmond also came forward to stop the Knights and restrained them, so they barely maintained peace now." Bertrand said with some important words: "I noticed that the quarantine officer deliberately distributed the old grain and poor quality food to Black-hearted Repp and his Independent Regiment, and most of the supplies sent were old, and I mean, to the extent that it could still be used."

"Well... I understand. Now both sides seem to be quite restrained." Ryan nodded slowly: "It won't work if this continues. I need to train a new spokesperson."

"My Majesty, they are really too much. Is your judgment wrong? Aren't you a ruling in the spirit of the knights? Why do they still have to tangle with the Black Heart Rep in this matter?" Juan finally took the topic angrily, and the Knight of the Flame Sun stood up directly: "Also, Your Majesty, why do you plan to replace the Black Heart Rep in such a thing?"

The atmosphere inside the tent immediately became tense.

"His Majesty Juan! Your Majesty is protecting the black hearted Rep!" Bertrand said quickly. The old commander of the Guards carefully managed the beards and became a little confused: "Don't be impulsive, the troubles here are much deeper than you think."

Ryan looked at Juan, and Juan also looked at Ryan. The king looked at the young Knight of Yanyang and suddenly smiled: "Believe it or not, if I don't replace the Black Heart Rep, I really want his life. He has violated the interests of the entire Knight noble, and everything, including you, Juan Carlos, the viewer."

"I would never do that!"

"Your father Rubio told me that you tried riding a horse when you were twelve, but accidentally hit a girl in a farm outside Magrit." The king's voice was still calm: "Now can you tell me why, you are still alive, standing here? Tell me, my baron?"

The young Yanyang Knight suddenly turned red.

"Many things are easy for outsiders, they just need to object because they won't make mistakes." Ryan continued, his voice gradually getting colder, and the king said loudly: "But I can't! I am the king! I am the knight king, I am their leader, their king!!!"

"Bretonia cannot live without me!"

"For more than ten years, I have pacified the internal and external troubles of the Knight Kingdom. I have reformed the military affairs of the agricultural tax and commercial tax at home and fought endlessly. The declining kingdom needs my vault to make up for the finances. There are countless enemies, domestic and foreign, Red Dukes, Kemler, Mathubad, and Egil-Red Eyes, all of which I led the army to deal with! Musilon, who has been lost for hundreds of years, was also restored in my hands! Now, the Great Expedition to the Bafeng Mountains, I have brought them the benefits and the interests of the Dukes. Only the most elite army was sent to me!"

"So I want to protect the black heart Rapp, I can save it, I want to punish that guy heavily, I can punish it!" Ryan stood up, the king's face full of fury: "Because all knights know that the kingdom cannot be without me!"

There was a dead silence inside the tent, Juan's face turned red and then white, and Bertrand sighed softly.

"But I can't live without the knight nobles!" Ryan continued, and blue veins had appeared on the king's forehead. He stood in front of Juan: "I need knight nobles, I need them to fight for me, I need them to support my rule, I need them to be the executors and implementers of my reforms. Without the knight nobles, should I personally go to every village for the king to promote my reforms, or be a commander to go to Bafeng Mountain to go to the barely commander?!"

"No system can be operated without the executors. These knights and nobles are my executors! And I am the greatest representative of the knights and nobles! I must appease them, and I must protect people, but the knights must also appease!"

"Now Black Rep offended them and offended them to death. Yes, Black Rep did not do anything wrong, but in this case, Black Rep is a disaster to be our spokesperson again! If I want to keep Black Rep, I must change a spokesperson in the future, otherwise I will let him stay and his ending will be obvious!"

"The black-hearted Rep is no longer worth much to us now. I must protect him, otherwise it will be a concession and the collapse of the spirit of the knights. I have to prepare to replace him, otherwise it will be a discord within the army. Do you understand?"

"...I'm too stupid. Your Majesty, I think of the problem too simply." Juan finally admitted his mistake. The Knight of Yanyang knelt on one knee and seriously admitted his mistake.

"..." Bertrand immediately knelt down. The old commander of the guards found that he was full of khan before he knew it. Ryan's majesty made him worship him unconsciously. Bertrand could feel that in front of him was a terrible king and a real hero.

A long passage finally vented the depression in my heart recently. Ryan is now increasingly able to understand why Richard had to shrink his hands when dealing with any problem. After thinking about it, why did he always think that the king was just a silly? If I were me, I would definitely do anything. After I became king, I would be reluctant.

Politics can be committed, but no mistakes can be made.

The crown was so heavy that the king was breathless in an instant.

Ryan was thinking about something, and the king suddenly felt some kind of recruitment. He reached out and signaled: "Juan, Bertrand, you go down first, remember to restrain the Yanyang Knights and the old guards, and don't participate in this matter."

"Yes." Juan and Bertrand retreated, and Ryan was the only one left in the tent. The king closed the tent and said that he was going to pray.

The next second, a bright light of the lake god lit up in the big tent, and the pure white light illuminated the entire interior of the tent. The powerful goddess power surrounded the cold air inside the tent, and the fairy in the lake showed the fog and divine light.

Today's goddess is wearing a long dress with a curtained porcelain white lantern rippled silk yarn. Her long golden hair is extremely smooth. She is automatically in the air without wind. The crown on her head is blooming with lush iris. A thin ribbon outlines her proud and slim line. The face of the country's beautiful Tianxiang is full of warm smiles. Under the long skirt, a pair of delicate black stockings are wearing silver pearl ribbon high heels that are eight centimeters high. She also has platinum ankles on her ankles. She looks even more charming under the decoration of thin black stockings. The goddess holds a golden holy grail in her hand. She descends from the air. When she sees no outsiders, she presses directly on Ryan's back.

The powerful sense of oppression brought heavy "pressure" to Ryan, but it also relieved Ryan's pressure a lot. The fairy in the lake gently stretched out her hands and put them around Ryan's neck: "My champion, you seem to be very troubled?"

"I can solve it, my lady." The watch on Ryan's face felt a little better, and he shook his head: "I have made proper arrangements."

"And I have always trusted you." The fairy in the lake smiled and nodded. The goddess did not continue to discuss this matter. She trusted Ryan. This was the man she chose. She firmly believed that Ryan would arrange a series of things: "I heard you are calling me?"

"You're here before I call you." Ryan turned and held the goddess in his arms and let her sit on his lap: "Lilith, you're peeping at me again."

"Because it's always fun." The fairy in the lake smiled sweetly: "You can always make some new tricks for me, my champion, in all senses."

Ryan smiled bitterly. He could feel the fragrance of the goddess's iris in his nose. The long black hair of the Knight King was curled up by the goddess's white jade fingers and played with it. He was about to tell the prophecy to the fairy in the lake, but the goddess stretched out a finger and pressed it on Ryan's lips: "I know everything, Ryan, I know everything."

"Prophecy is not the area I am good at." Ryan breathed a sigh of relief, and he continued: "This expedition was already extremely difficult, so what is the huntress, what is the Queen of Blood? What does the evil moon of Moslib symbolize?"

"Don't worry, my champion, let's analyze it bit by bit."
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