Seeing the knights and soldiers kneeling down on the steps and Edward, the night watchman holding the sword and the crown, Brandon said nothing, staring at Loren as if talking eyes.

Is this arranged by you?

The silent dark-haired wizard met his gaze and gently purged his mouth.

No, but I know there is such a thing.

His brow-stricken His Royal Highness blinked.

What do you think I should do, agree or not?

With a sigh, Loren's eyes dropped slightly, but his eyes still did not move away from Brandon's face.

It all depends on you-make a choice, no matter which one I support you this time.

Really?

Really, I promise Charlotte will not object.

Ok, I trust you.

Two seconds ... The two who ended the "dialogue" looked at each other in a very tacit understanding and looked in opposite directions.

In the depressed atmosphere, all eyes were focused on Brandon; all people with different expressions, with inexplicable similar expectations, raised a heart to the throat.

Standing behind Brandon, the silent Lauren felt that he was surrounded by countless "emotions" in the center, almost like being surrounded by tens of thousands of speakers with different songs, his head exploded. .

Vigilant and inexplicable, staring at the Bain Knights on their side;

Excited, even ready to cheer the Eastern Sakran Rural Army;

With a little bit of anger and resentment, but not against this result, the complex border guards who are in a complex mood;

I do n’t know what ’s going on, I just want to join in the boogie riders ...

The chaotic emotions were like their eyes, concentrated on Brandon de Salion like a converging stream.

The expressionless royal prince pulled away the cloak and stepped towards the shield, and the humble boots suddenly became the focus of attention.

This is actually a kind of "special tradition" of the Sakran Empire. The Supreme Emperor who went on an expedition was too late to rush back to the capital. The legionnaires raised their heads with shields and completed their coronation ceremony in the military camp.

At first, this was only a means of stabilizing the military's mind in the war, a way to let the soldiers continue to work hard to kill and even encourage morale. When the emperor triumphantly returned, he would "make up" a more formal ceremony.

But it did n’t take long for this temporary method to become a kind of “reservation program” —especially some heirs who were more controversial at the upper levels of the empire, often chose to use this “legacy referral inheritance method” to succeed the throne , And then forced to threaten the Holy Cross Church and the imperial nobility to crown themselves.

Yes, the last emperor who did this was Charlotte I, the "Queen of the Dragon"; with the support of the soldiers from the East Sakland countryside, she made her first ascendant to the throne as a woman, creating a "female heir" You can also be the emperor's tradition.

Of course, it is indispensable to bring the power of the three principalities of Poy, Byrne and Arles, and the "Black Duke" Roland, half of the empire, to help.

The current situation of Brandon happened to have many similarities with Charlotte I.

All have legions loyal to themselves, are excluded from the upper empire, are all unpopular and very casual, and they all have the support of the Duke of Bayern, and the reason for the support is not driven by interests, but mutual. friendship……

"This scene ... is really reminiscent of the old days."

In one corner of the crowd, Lan Maros, Earl of Lake City, who was riding his horse, muttered: "I said ... Do any of you remember being nagged by dads and grandpas when I was a child, and crowned Charlotte I by the Black Duke? Story? "

"Ear ears will hear the cocoon ..." Earl Regrell of Baimafeng murmured in a low voice, "I guess when we get old, we will make our children and grandchildren cocoon ears."

"If we really can live old ..." Ramallos shrugged.

Regrel couldn't help but chuckled softly: "And he must have a grandchild."

"Yeah, one is indispensable." Ramaloth also laughed: "War of the Centaurs, Battle of the Silver Helmet, Surroundings of Ebden, Charge of the Blood Skeleton, Fall of the Boundary Mountain, and the current one, plus the latter It ’s ... so many stories, I do n’t know how much I can remember. ”

"God knows ... but things like stories often look more exciting because they can't remember, do they?"

"Good talk! I always felt ..."

Without waiting for the excited Lanmaros to finish, Eckert, Earl of the Fury Castle, reached out and interrupted him: "Everyone, be quiet!"

"Submit the order and keep all the Bayern knights quiet-before the Duke officially expressed his position, he was not allowed to say more, let alone participate in without permission, understand?"

The counts held the sharp blades in their waists and used their eyes to convey commands behind them; in the depressive atmosphere, the Bayerns became more nervous.

Everyone was waiting for Brandon to step on the shield.

Brandon closed his eyes, wondering what he was still hesitating about.

The next second, fiery red pupils opened, and his gaze was very determined.

Everyone took a deep breath, and even the stiff-looking night watchman Edward was a little trembling with excitement, waiting for the historic moment to come ...

"Do not."

Ok? !

The stunned night watchman raised his head subconsciously, raised his sword crown's hands and almost put it down.

Not only him, but even the veterans holding shields around and the people watching the ceremony were stunned, and the soldiers farther still had the original expressions, and did not recover from the excitement.

"No, I don't accept it." Brandon raised his head sharply, looking around the entire barracks, welcoming each pair of eyes to his eyes, cutting the railroad:

"I will never accept it, in this way become the supreme emperor of the empire!"

"Everyone, have you heard-I, Brandon de Salleone, will never accept this way and be embraced by you as an emperor!"

The whole audience was in an uproar!

Like a thunderstorm and thunder, just now a quiet and quiet military camp was instantly shrouded in a variety of noisy noises.

The dark-haired wizard standing behind him quietly looked at Brandon's back, deliberately avoiding a glance at him.

Edward, frightened and angry, desperately suppressed his mood, his hands holding the crown of the sword trembling.

Why ... why did your Highness suddenly make this decision;

Is it you, Loren Turin ... did you say something to your Highness?

What have you done? !

Why does this happen? !

Brandon, who was standing on the platform, looked around a noisy barracks, looked at the pair of panic, or surprised or angry eyes, because of "changes in things", slowly raised his hands ...

"Snapped!"

Then he snapped his fingers gently.

"boom------!!!!"

Red and black, the dragons Mirases and Grum descended from the sky, spreading their wings like a cloud, covering the entire barracks under their shadow.

Long Yin shouted like thunder.

The barracks was finally quiet.

The soldiers held their breaths wherever Long Eye passed, and no breath could even be heard in a dead military camp.

"Very well, everyone is finally quiet."

After a pause, Brandon opened his mouth slightly and glanced at the people with a slightly taunting look: "No intention to offend, but only when you both are quiet, can you hear what I am saying."

"So in order to make sure that everyone has heard, I will repeat what I just said-I will not be promoted as emperor in this way."

"But! Please do not have any misunderstandings. This does not mean that I do not want to, nor does it mean that I have any dissatisfaction with your actions; of course I want to be the emperor of the empire, as De Salion this is also a dream of my life ! "

"And I am very grateful for your willingness to elect me to be crowned emperor, although ..." After a word, Brandon's smiling face was a little playful:

"I know the purpose of doing this may not be as simple as it seems."

"Some people ... although they may be very resentful to me, but for no other reason, have to accept such a result-because you are so loyal to my beloved brother, and he absolutely does not want to see The empire is divided. "

Under the steps, the defenders of the Boundary Mountain headed by Dresis squeezed their fists, and their teeth were lowered;

"Some people ... hope to express their loyalty to me in this way, because you followed me at the earliest, and you longed to see me become the emperor of the empire-because only then can you have the opportunity to climb to a high position, after all, you will follow me The reason is that I can understand, really. "

Edward, as well as officers of the East Sacran Army, were trembling, not even dare to breathe;

"Some people ... is an alliance of friendship and interests. We stand in the same camp. Of course you want to see my banner go further, or you have contributed a lot of it."

Byrne's knights and wizards were expressionless, and their gazes kept staring at the actions of the black-haired wizard.

"Because of these reasons, or the instigation of some guys, you have gathered here to hold me a coronation ceremony of this kind of" unusual appearance "in this way, I am very grateful, but ..."

With a smile on his face, Brandon shook his head in his usual relaxed and relaxed manner: "Please forgive me for not accepting this result-nothing else, because it is different from what I thought."

"Do I want to be an emperor? Of course I think; but this must be‘ because I want, so I get ’; not the other way around, because there are people or reasons to force me to‘ have to ’become your emperor.”

"Maybe you will ask, is this important? This is important. For me, the difference is very important! Important!

In front of everyone's eyes, Brandon almost shouted his teeth, "If you really want me to be your emperor, then it is best to remember this."

"Never, never think you can force me to do anything, and never try to understand me with your thoughts-your emperor, first of all, Brandon de Salion, and then the supreme emperor of the empire! "

"I will not be an emperor who will let you succeed, nor a good emperor like a beloved emperor, nor my father ’s existence; I ... just me, Brandon Dessa Leon, the thirteenth prince of the empire, the future fourteenth emperor! "

"If you really intend to recommend me, please make such a psychological preparation first, so as not to regret it when you get it!"

In the cold wind and flying snow, the atmosphere changes.

"So, I don't accept your recommendation-not because I don't want it, but because this is not what I want;"

Brandon said again: "What I want are those guys who have looked down on me and hated me and hated me. Bi Khun bowed in front of me, put the iron crown and the sword of kingship in my hands, and shouted in my mouth. Three times, 'Long live the emperor', crown me. "

"This is what I want, this is what I have to get-not this kind of secretly hiding, playing the game of" I am the emperor "and entertaining myself with my companions, just like playing with that Help the guys who look down on me compromise! "

"I will never compromise, I want them to cry and laugh, I want them to lie on my feet with their eyes wide and trembling, I want them to lick my boots, how humble and humble!"

"For this, I need your strength!"

"People who follow me, who want to benefit from me and realize their wishes, I need your strength!"

Brandon yanked his cloak, opened his arms, and shouted in a deep voice: "Now the eagle king has been beheaded by Duke Byrne, and the north of the empire has no worries-it is time, let us go down to the urine of the imperial The cowards are free! "

"It's time for the sound of our iron boots to sound in the Royal Avenue, let the song of triumph be played above the sky dome, let the enemy kneel down between the palace gates, let Golovin witness after three hundred years, witness again A great and sacred victory! "

"Sacran, tell me! Is this what you want ?!"

"Thank you, tell me! Is this what you desire ?!"

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The shouts resounded through the clouds echoed through the military camp, and the tens of thousands of people's camp suddenly became Brandon's "stage", and the soldiers who looked up in front of him were his audience.

There have never been so many soldiers ... or "people", willing to listen to the speech of this "shameless prince" so attentively, and listen to the voice of his true ambition and desire.

Brandon was even more excited, his arms spread like he wanted to hug everyone, and every muscle in the whole body was shaking violently:

"Me! Brandon de Salion, the thirteenth prince of the empire, the legitimate successor of the fourteenth generation, I am here to solemnly promise you-I will only fight for my ambitions and desires, but I welcome anyone to join me and share this desire with me! "

"If you admit that I am your emperor, I will fight for you! If I become the emperor of the empire, I will fight for the empire!"

"Follow me, lend me your power! I will give you everything you want--!"