Mora calmly answered Charles II's question. The latter seemed to be unwilling, "What if I don't sign it?"
There was no answer to such a question. Mora looked at him in silence. His eyes were full of pity. He really felt that the emperor had lost his mind. Could he continue to be the emperor if he didn't sign it?
Charles II knew that he had asked a stupid question. He coughed twice and signed his name happily. Mora put away a few pieces of paper. After that, the servants came into the room with sets of clothes.
"There are still two hours. Enough time to change into formal clothes."
As Mora's voice trailed off, Charles II looked at the various clothes in the hands of the servants and asked curiously, "Are they going too?"
"The prime minister naturally hopes that everyone can attend in a dignified manner. He respects the royal family, not just you. "
Charles II did not feel much about these words, but the queen and children behind him had different expressions … After all, in the tradition of the Kallon Kingdom, the status of princes, princesses, and queens was not even worth mentioning in front of the monarch, and this was especially true for women. Rowling and her younger sister were both tools to win over power. In the Tanro Dynasty two hundred years ago, Queen Anna, who was known as the "Black Queen", relied on the dozen or so children she gave birth to to gain control over a vast territory. As long as one lived long enough and had enough children, then the method of "political marriage" would be tested time and time again.
Although the Kingdom of Karen was a change of dynasty, this concept had always been followed, so there was no figure of women in major occasions. Therefore, the queen and Rowling were surprised by this arrangement.
"Butler Mora."
After Charles II was silent, Rowling suddenly said, "The agreement says that we can all be ordinary people in the future. Is it true?"
"Since it is written in black and white, the prime minister naturally has to guarantee this." Mora did not hide it from them, "Of course, ordinary people have to do what ordinary people should do. If you continue to have unrealistic fantasies, I don't need to say more about the result. It is written in the agreement."
Rowling was relieved after hearing this and nodded heavily, "I understand!"
"It's good that you understand."
Mora did not answer more questions. He turned and left, leaving behind these once the most distinguished family in the entire kingdom.
*****
When the sun rose, Pugado packed up his reporter ID, picked up his heavy backpack, and walked out of the tavern in the imperial city.
"Cheer up! Today was a historic day! We are the people who record history! Whoever dares to slack off in the slightest, this daddy will definitely peel off his skin! "
When they arrived at the restaurant on the first floor, Boris, the foreign news director of Cullen's Time, was making the final arrangements. In fact, they were already familiar with such arrangements, so he mainly emphasized the importance of this ceremony.
Everyone's ears had become calloused from listening to him. At this moment, they were all lowering their heads to eat. Pukado came two minutes late and was scolded by the supervisor. He gloomily grabbed some bread and dried meat and hid in a corner to eat.
"Imperial City? The food in this broken place is truly unpalatable."
Molika, a colleague next to him, complained in a low voice. Because the city had previously plundered food for the frontline, the food resources in these taverns were also very scarce. At this moment, only air-dried meat, salted fish, and brick-like bread could be taken out. If the supervisor had not asked the people in the tavern to boil hot water in a large pot, they would probably have to eat cold water for breakfast.
"Molika, haven't you always yearned for the life of a socialite in the imperial city? How do you feel now?"
Pukado teased the beautiful female colleague, who rolled her eyes and said, "If you can, please tell me the train back to Elson. I want to go back now."
Compared to the clean and tidy life in Elson, the places in the imperial city, except for the palace, actually broke the inner imagination of many people. Although it was spacious, there were many shops, a large city area, and a large population, it felt like a "garbage dump". There was no such thing as a "toilet" in the imperial city, so feces and all kinds of garbage were just thrown on the street. Only during major festivals or events would the king order to clean it.
Therefore, the impression this place gave to the Elson reporters was so bad that they even had to look down when they walked, for fear of stepping on something that would spoil their appetite.
If it were not for the fact that the city defense team had replaced the Efta Infantry Division in the past few days, the chaotic public security would have made them even more afraid to go out. But walking out at this time, they absolutely did not have to worry about safety. After eating, Pukado followed a group of people out of the tavern, and then all the way south to the venue of the ceremony.
At this moment, the central square had been cordoned off by the army. Soldiers in armor stood straight at each intersection. Pukado went through two "security checks" from beginning to end before he went in. Not long after he came in, there was a long line outside. The invited participants had begun to enter one after another.
These people who entered the venue were of all kinds, and they all held the same "ticket" in their hands. Pukado heard that these people were "people's representatives" who had been selected after screening. But it seemed that the invitees themselves did not have such awareness. The expressions on their faces were mostly confused, and they exchanged views on the previous war with each other. After taking a closer look, Pukado found that these people were actually from all levels of the kingdom.
There were many farmers dressed in plain clothes, and those who were dressed in slightly more decent clothes should be the owners of the shops in the city. Some of the shop owners outside the royal city were also invited. After all, some of them wore clothes with the logo of the shop to identify their identity. Pukado usually came in contact with such information all day long. At a glance, he knew that all the famous shops in the country should have people in charge.
After that, there were mage apprentices, mages, and people from various related industries in robes. He also saw a witch in strange clothes with a crow on her shoulder, walking in front of the crowd with a cold face. Behind them, there were mages with gorgeous staffs, leading two teams of apprentices into the venue from a dedicated passage.
Thousands of people of all kinds came in from the eight entrances. The "tickets" in their hands were different colors, corresponding to the eight colored areas of the central square. The symbols on the tickets corresponded to the seats. Even if the farmers were illiterate and could not understand, there were people standing there to guide them to their seats.
There was a faint fragrance of flowers in the venue. Pukado also did not understand how this venue could be filled with flowers on both sides of the aisle. He only knew that he had a lot of things to do. At this time, apart from setting up the equipment with his colleagues, he also had to work hard to memorize the few question scripts that he brought with him.
The venue facing the north of the Dragon Tower was ready. Pukado glanced at the stands in the opposite direction. The identities of the participants there were shocking. Apart from those noble lords who expressed their allegiance to Eiffta's rule, more than half of the members in the first three rows were giant dragons with dragon horns on their heads.
Although they were in human form and tried to restrain their aura, with dozens of giant dragons sitting there, even an inexperienced farmer would feel uncomfortable as if his skin was being pricked by needles.
In the direction of the back, there was a group of powerful mages in robes. At the same time, there was Commander Sodelor in military uniform and a group of members of Eiffta's military.
Magister Houdini was chatting happily with Crohn and the others. Sylvia, Doris, Evelyn, and other members of the "Elson Magic Research Department" who were involved in the research of airplanes, trucks, and cannons were also present. At the same time, there was the company commander and platoon leader of the engineering company in military uniform. Behind them was the fleet commander in a white sailor suit and others …
Pukado did not even take a second look before he heard a buzzing sound coming from above the Dragon Tower. Then, in the middle of each side of the octagonal Dragon Tower, the image of the current northern podium appeared. Roddy, who was wearing a grayish-black suit, had already stepped onto the podium.
This "live broadcast" method of showing the image of the conference to all the participants at the same time gave everyone an unprecedented feeling of novelty. At first, they could not help but let out a cry of surprise. However, as Roddy comforted and explained, the venue quickly became quiet and quickly fell into Roddy's rhythm.
Pukado hurriedly aimed the camera rack at the podium with his colleagues and began to continuously print images on the huge white paper through the magic circle.
"Look at the engraving of the crystal stone. When it's about to reach the limit, change it in advance! We can't make any mistakes at this time! "
"Yes!"
He barely heard what Prime Minister Roddy said on the podium. He only vaguely heard words like "transfer of power" and "voluntary abdication". But just as he was pondering what "abdication" meant, the crowd on the podium stunned him — because it was Charles II, his queen, and his family!
The crowd exclaimed again. The popularization of the newspapers allowed them to recognize these people. Even if they did not recognize them, Charles II's monarch attire, sword, and crown clearly showed his identity.
"Hurry up and film! What are you waiting for!? "
Amid the urging, Pukado quickly aimed at the podium and began to film. He was thinking the same thing as most of the civilians: Are they going to be hacked to death on the spot later?
But then, Sally and Duke appeared on the podium in their splendid attire. At the same time, there were five Dragons dressed in different colors on the podium. With Roddy's introduction, the crowd then learned that they were the top five Dragons in this world!
The three cameras below were frantically filming this historic moment. The people present almost held their breath because the aura of the Dragons was too strong. They could feel the dense elemental rhythm from such a distance.
The five Dragons were very polite to Prime Minister Roddy and Sally and Duke. When the people recovered from the shock, they realized that the five Dragons were witnesses to the "transfer of power": Charles II and the queen made a speech on the podium, meaning that they were not capable enough to lead the people of the Kingdom of Karen to happiness and health. So they bowed to apologize, took off the crown and sword, and handed them to Sally and Duke with both hands.
Sally took the sword, and at the same time, Lord Victor put on a brand-new gorgeous crown made of hundreds of gemstones to announce the birth of the "new king"!
*****
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