Heroes of the Invincible Knight

While speaking, Paley's gaze met Mixiu's. Although his face was still that of Mixiu who sympathized with the poor people, the pity in his eyes had long since disappeared, leaving only indifference without a trace of emotion.

This kind of look, even Paley, who is good at nourishing his energy, can't help but feel a chill running down his back when he meets these eyes.

"boom!"

Paley's words didn't stop the other party's actions. With a light lift of Mixiu's hand, the Earth Knight, who was originally supposed to be as stable as a mountain, flew upside down more than ten meters away. The sword also appeared in Mi Xiu's hand.

"Ahem!"

The earth knight who was knocked into the air made a loud bang when it collided with the ground. The hard stone slabs in the square in front of the hall were smashed into a circle of cracks like spider webs, and the original delicate armor on his body was also shattered into shapeless pieces.

"I'm teaching him how to be in awe enough."

The earth knight who was knocked into the air was loyal to Paley, and he still tried to struggle to get up after being so severely injured.

But Mi Xiu's blow made almost every bone in his body feel like it had been hit by a hammer, and there were at least double-digit fractures and fractures on his body.

Unable to exert any strength, he squirmed a few times on the ground, and fell back to the ground weakly.

Unless it is burned by the dragon's breath, even the dragon can't solve an earth knight so easily.

This light blow defeated a master of the Earth Rank, instantly freezing the scene.

"Now let's talk about the matter related to His Majesty Paley. I think your enthronement etiquette, I think you should use another etiquette."

Regardless of the astonished eyes of the nobles and officials present, a group of white robes followed Mi Xiu and pushed away the soldiers surrounding Paley.

Because of the shock of the earth knight being knocked into the air just now, and Paley's silence, the soldiers around Paley hardly resisted, and retreated as soon as they were forced by these people in white robes.

All the soldiers wearing armor around Paley were replaced by men in white robes brought by Mixiu.

Looking at the group of people in white robes around him, Paley's expression became very ugly.

"The kingdom's etiquette has been passed down for hundreds of years, but it doesn't change just because it is said to change. Besides, changing the etiquette of ascension to the throne without the slightest preparation, isn't it a bit too childish?"

"laugh!"

Paley retorted in a calm voice, but Mixiu let out a sneer.

Perhaps in his opinion, this enthronement ceremony is already enough of a joke, and there is no shortage of it.

"His Majesty Paley's so-called hundreds of years of inheritance is nothing more than Aragorn's randomness back then. My etiquette is the most orthodox ceremony of all countries on the mainland thousands of years ago."

"Could it be that your kingdom has more orthodox etiquette than elves?"

"Elf etiquette?"

"Of course, the king should be blessed by the gods when he is crowned, and I will crown you personally!"

After all, the two white robes took out a gorgeous crown from nowhere, with milky white hat brims, and a golden curved frame that propped the crown up high, like a neatly trimmed tree crown, with a golden crown in the middle. A flaming golden gemstone.

The style of this crown is completely different from the traditional style of the Charlemagne family's crown, and it doesn't match the dress that Paley is wearing today. If he wears it, he might really look like a clown.

Of course, whether the style of the crown matches Paley's Chinese-style dress is not the key.

At this point, no matter how stupid the nobles below were, they knew what had happened.

Perhaps, from the very beginning, some smart people guessed something, but out of the instinct to survive, they buried their heads below, as if they didn't know anything.

But in the kingdom of hundreds of years, although a group of pig-like nobles have been raised, there will be a few loyal ministers and filial sons.

"Clang!"

Just as Mixiu held up the crown and stared at the gloomy Paley, someone among the nobles watching the ceremony couldn't help but stand up.

I saw an aristocratic young man in fine attire taking advantage of the guards around him not paying attention, and pulled out the slender ritual sword around his waist, pointed at a group of white robes on the stage and shouted:

"How dare the remnants of the Rising Sun Church appear in the palace openly!"

"Kill the thief! Kill the thief!"

The young man broke the identity of the person on the stage by shouting, embarrassing most of the nobles who were still pretending to be stupid.

To say that the hostile attitude towards the church for hundreds of years does have some effect.

At least in the royal capital, most nobles are still very repulsive to the church from the bottom of their hearts, unlike the south where they are penetrated like a sieve.

It's just that rejection is repulsion, you can't expect a group of guys who have been comfortable for hundreds of years to jump out and shed blood for the kingdom.

Although there are quite a few knights in this group of nobles, their knight cultivation is basically based on resources. Most of their cultivation is just to ignite their fighting spirit, and then inherit the title of their family according to the laws of the kingdom. At the realm of knights, they haven't even killed a chicken.

The fighting power can be imagined.

Most of the nobles in the audience don't have the iron spirit of knights in the army at all, and their actual combat ability is pitifully low, so they can only bully the level of ordinary people.

Don't say that facing knights who have experience in fighting in the army, there is a possibility of overturning against elite quasi knights.

Most of these nobles of the kingdom who lack energy and combat effectiveness do not have much courage.

Anyway, the Rising Sun God Cult won't kill them if they come to the stage, right?

So although the young nobleman shouted out the identities of the group of white robes on the stage, almost no one responded to the thousands of nobles present.

Anyway, they were only forced to attend Paley's enthronement ceremony, and the sharp blades around the waists of the earth knights and white robes who were sent flying out were real.

"kill!"

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

In the end, there were only five or six nobles who rushed to the high platform, and only the leader grabbed a rapier from the guards around him, and the rest of them rushed up with bare hands and a rare bloody courage.

But they didn't say they were close to Mixiu, they were stopped by the surrounding white robes just as they passed the confused guards.

A thin sword is no match for a killing weapon, and a few noble knights charging with blood and courage cannot be opponents of the killing machines trained by the church.

In a few seconds, there were a few more corpses on the ground, causing no waves.

The pervasive smell of blood completely overwhelmed the last trace of dissatisfaction among the nobles present, and each of them lowered their heads and dared not even show their resentment.

Mixiu, who was standing on the stage, glanced slightly at the audience and stopped paying attention to them.

"What is His Majesty Paley still hesitating about?"

"With me crowning you, you will build a great empire comparable to elves."

Mixiu's words are quite deceptive. After all, when the Elven Empire was strong, it almost unified the entire continent, and hundreds of clans surrendered.

But these words are actually drawing big cakes. To make the human kingdom a powerful empire comparable to the elf empire is not something that can be achieved overnight, and it is hard to say whether it will be possible.

When the elves ruled the mainland, they were supported by three-digit magisters, and even giant dragons could be treated as experimental materials.

The benefits are invisible, but the disadvantages are immediate. The biggest curse on the elf kingdom is a group of domineering gods.

The Elf Empire regards the hundreds of races as ants, but they are also like pigs in front of the gods.

Finally, the elves overthrew the gods and religious authority, and now they are going to ride on the heads of humans again?

"Your Majesty Paley! If you don't want to, I think your brothers should be willing to stand in your place."

Seeing that Paley was still hesitant, Mixiu pointed his hand.

Paley looked in the direction Mixiu pointed, and saw two familiar faces appearing in a group of white robes.

"Second and third!"

Two young men with similar faces to Ren's were standing among the white robes with terrified faces.

These two were Ren's other two sons. They could not be said to be trash, but compared to the eldest prince and Paley, they were not very successful. They belonged to the people who had already been eliminated in the struggle for the succession to the throne.

He was sent out before the decisive battle with the orcs, and nothing happened, and he had almost no sense of presence, but now he was invited here by the people of the Rising Sun Sect. The purpose is self-evident.

However, Paley's surprised expression only stayed on his face for a while, and he quickly returned to normal and said:

"Since Your Excellency the Pope has brought them here, why don't you invite them up now?"

There seemed to be a threat in Paley's words, but how could Mixiu, who had an absolute superiority in force, be easily manipulated by the opponent.

"You are a smart person, but it's best not to be fooled by your cleverness. I just want to tell you that you are the best choice, but not the only choice."

Paley stopped where he was, as if he had experienced a fierce struggle and finally moved towards Mixiu who was holding the crown.

"Step, step, step."

The heavy footsteps of jewel-encrusted boots.

Everyone present watched Paley approaching Mixiu step by step.

Under Mi Xiu's gaze, Paley half-kneeled in front of Mi Xiu, and the crown was lifted high.

An era is coming back again.

If history books were to record this scene, it would be written like this.

The king prostrated himself at the Pope's feet, and the Charlemagne royal family, which had been fighting fiercely with the church for hundreds of years, was completely defeated.

This marked the defeat of royal power in the face of theocracy, and the Rising Sun Cult officially surpassed secular kingship.

However, just when the crown was about to be worn on Paley's head, an accident happened suddenly.

Paley's hands that were naturally hanging on the ground suddenly lifted up, holding the crown tightly when it touched his hair.

But Paley also knew that he couldn't compare with Mixiu in terms of strength. While blocking the crown with his hands, he fell forward regardless of his image, and then fell to the ground with his head in his hands. It was like giving a big gift to Mi Xiu in front of him.

Although the image is very ugly, the effect is still very significant. The crown that was supposed to be worn on Paley's head stopped in mid-air.

Faced with Paley, who fell to the ground with his head in his arms, Mixiu had all kinds of skills, so he couldn't put the crown on Paley's head at this moment.

However, at this time, Mixiu couldn't focus on Paley.

"Hurry up and do it!"

Streams of cyan smoke emerged from under the floor, forming chains and covering Mi Xiu on the stage.

At some point, an old man who seemed to be dying appeared on the steps of the main hall of the Golden Dragon Palace.

"Cough cough."

"Playing wild in the palace, ask me if you have asked me."