This was not a coronation.
Today's ceremony was called a "coronation" because most people in this era were more familiar with this term.
Gawain leaned on the Pathfinder longsword, standing on the skull of the false god as if he was standing on top of a mountain. The black platform had a profound texture that was completely different from the style of the former royal family. Two wings forged of steel spread out on both sides of the platform, and a cloth with the Imperial emblem extended all the way to the ground. In front of the emblem was the Steel Rangers entering the square.
Unlike the black armor of the enchanted infantrymen, the mysterious fully-sealed helmets, the orderly square formation, and the new weapons, the appearance of the second square formation once again caused a commotion among the crowd inside and outside the square. The shock also spread to the platform of the castle area.
The Captical nobles, merchant representatives, former Knight officers, and church representatives were invited to watch the ceremony. They wore their most gorgeous dresses and did dozens of rehearsals at home, ready to welcome the king's coronation and cheering. But when the moment really came, almost all of them forgot how to react.
This was not a coronation, this was a show and a "notification" with profound meaning.
Cromwell? Count Baishan stood on the platform of the Silver Castle. The Lord of the Knight with dwarven blood stared at the marching soldiers and their uniform equipment. Until now, he finally realized that this troop was two different things from the army he had been in contact with before. He also realized why the rise of Cecil was inevitable.
He sighed softly. "Your Majesty Wales … It seems that this is the reason why you let me stay …"
"It's good for those of us who are lucky enough to survive to see it with our own eyes." Count Bahrain said as he straightened the bow tie on his collar. The slightly plump count glanced at the many faces on the platform. Among these faces, some lowered their heads in contemplation, some trembled slightly, but no matter who it was, they could not help but have a trace of awe.
Duke Bodwin and Duchess Victoria were talking not far away. The Duke of the Western Region sighed in a low voice. "Only by ensuring food production can we popularize education on a large scale. Only by ensuring basic education and food supply can we carry out factory production and train professional soldiers. Only by ensuring equipment and food supply, and at the same time carrying out strict training and re-education for professional soldiers can such an army be realized. This is a complete chain, and there is an inseparable connection between each other."
The Duchess of the Northern Region nodded slightly. "The reason why the new policy failed was that we only replicated a few of these chains. These chains eventually became bonsai plants for self-entertainment and could not become forests …"
Cromwell?? Baishan listened to the words coming from behind him. In deep thought, he looked at the square. On the wide road on the east side, neat rows of chariots were entering the square.
At the edge of the square of the Silver Castle, the citizens had already calmed down from their initial shock and bewilderment. Although they did not understand the significance of such a unique 'coronation ceremony', the sight of the Cecil Army marching in formation was enough to make these people, who lacked daily entertainment, feel completely refreshed and pleasantly surprised.
The soldiers and chariots were mighty and awe-inspiring. They were undoubtedly a terrifying army on the battlefield that could make the enemy tremble in fear. However, this army was not the enemy here. A subtle sense of excitement stirred up the people in the square, making them discuss fervently and uncontrollably, and finally, they cheered again and again.
Between the cheers and the commotion, in a small open space separated by the soldiers, a group of technicians in short magician robes were operating several mechanical devices. The optical crystals were calibrated and pointed in the direction of the Silver Castle. A young man in a suit excitedly explained next to the machine, "… This is the scene of the Saint Sunils. The Steel Ambassadors are being inspected by His Majesty … There are cheers coming from all directions. Miss Witch, do you hear that? There are cheers everywhere!"
As soon as the young man's voice fell, another round of cheers suddenly came from the east side of the square. Accompanying the cheers was a continuous stretch of holy light that spread out like clouds.
The White Knight Squad, wearing heavy armor and holding a war hammer and an iron-shelled prayer book, walked into the square with heavy footsteps.
The surging holy light reverberated within this squad. Although they had the least number of people, the might and presence of this squad was almost the strongest out of all the squads. Following closely behind the White Knight Squad were the Knight and the Nuns of the Church, who were also enveloped in holy light …
The people continued to cheer and discuss. Ordinary people often could not see how much symbolic meaning was hidden in a ritualized stage; they only felt that this scene was novel and spectacular. However, on the viewing platform of the castle not far away, the atmosphere instantly became solemn and quiet.
The nobles looked at each other for a moment. The Knight and the merchant representatives looked at the area where the church members were gathered, but they saw the priests in clergy robes just standing there quietly, expressionless, calmly watching everything happen.
In the middle of the priests, Veronica, who was holding a platinum scepter, showed a faint smile and said softly, "Now, the army of God will be inspected by the Emperor."
In a room in a tower of the White Silver Castle, Melita with a veil. Pânia stood in front of the window, looking at the scene in the square through the crystal glass. When the Knight and the Nuns, who represented the church's forces, entered the square, the dragon in human form smiled gently and returned to the table.
There was a stack of manuscripts on the table, and the manuscript had been turned to the last page. On the tough page of the enchanted parchment, there was only one sentence written:
In summary, even if the road is difficult, our success is inevitable. This is determined by the law of history …
The young lady blinked and whispered to herself under the veil, "This … I don't know how to quote a price."
In the square, because the new empire did not have many types of troops, the 'military parade' did not last long. In the end, all the square formations had completed their inspection. After the religious legions left the square as the last troop, the magic-powered legions that appeared first returned to the open space in front of the drawbridge according to the predetermined procedure. They quickly changed into three lines under the command of the commander and faced the crowd outside the square.
At this moment, Gwen finally moved. He held the hilt of his sword with one hand and raised the other slightly. His voice rang out in the square, "Everyone —"
"Raise your swords and light your blades —"
"Salute the citizens of the empire!"
The cheers and noises from before suddenly disappeared. After a moment of silence, the expected commotion spread among the crowd. When the imperial soldiers did raise their swords in salute, almost everyone subconsciously took half a step back in fear and helplessness. Then they began to look at each other, puzzled by the scene in front of them.
They could not understand this scene.
Gwen knew that this was inevitable, but he just wanted to leave this scene in history.
Before the commotion continued, the large holographic projection device in front of the White Silver Fortress was activated.
Accompanied by a low hum of magic power, a huge light curtain rose from the ground, like a bell tower appearing out of thin air. The crowd in the square was shocked in an instant. They quieted down and then widened their eyes, staring at the scene presented by the holographic projection with rapt attention.
The Magic Engineer army set off from the Firmrock Fortress and set foot on the Holy Spirit Plains, all the way north.
The cities and villages were destroyed by the Crystal Cluster army. Bones were everywhere in the desolate ruins, and ferocious monsters wandered on the battlefield.
The soldiers fought bravely, and the earth was scorched. The cities were taken back one after another, and the remaining refugees were sent to the rear by the transport team.
The armored trains opened fire on the tracks, and the steel defense line set up between the mountains was fired. The defense line was constantly broken through, and the enemy was constantly counterattacked.
These images were all carefully selected, and the parts that might cause panic had been skipped. However, even so, the crowd in the square was still in an uproar time and time again. Some people even wanted to run away in fear. The shock of facing the holographic projection directly was huge, and it was even more so for these ordinary people who had just experienced the Battle of Saint Sunil.
However, in the end, the crowd still maintained order because it was not that they had never seen holographic images before. Magic was everywhere in this world. Even if the commoners could not master it, at least they had seen it before. From the very beginning, they realized that these were all images recorded by magic. After experiencing the initial nervousness, they calmed down and began to watch the shocking scenes.
Outside of the Saint Sunil, in a place that they could not see, this war was actually so tragic.
Finally, all the images ended, and Gwen's entire body appeared in the huge projection.
"My people, all of you who live on this land, whether you are slaves or free people, merchants or farmers, soldiers or generals, commoners or nobles, no matter who you are, no matter where you are right now — —"
"Your Emperor is now speaking to you.
"This country has experienced severe challenges and trials. All of us have just survived a disaster. The enemy tried to defeat us, using plagues, monsters, wars, and even the stolen power of the gods, but in the end, we still survived.
"We have won.
"However, any victory is temporary.
"Difficulties and challenges will always exist. Be it war, hunger, plagues, or other natural and man-made disasters, there is no way for us to hide in this world. We can only fight head-on because survival is our number one priority.
"In order to survive, in order to face the challenges in this world, in order to face the people and things that try to kill us and destroy us, I stand here now and declare to you that a new country will be built on this land that has been reborn from the ashes.
"The Cecil Empire will become the place of protection for everyone on this land. Glorious citizens of the empire, future citizens, every one of you belongs to it, and it will belong to every one of you. We will use our hard work and wisdom to rebuild its ruins and clean its filth. It will be strong because of every one of you, and it will be glorious because of every one of you.
"We will defeat hunger, defeat plagues, defeat ignorance and ignorance. We will be well-fed and safe. No matter how long this day takes, we will definitely make it come.
"I am your Emperor, Gwen? Cecil, I promise you that everything I say here today will be the cornerstone of the Cecil Empire, and it will be effective forever. "
The holographic projection slowly dissipated.
The cheers came a few seconds late. The people seemed to still be thinking about the emperor's inspiring words, but the cheers eventually rang out and filled the entire Saint Sunil City.
On the viewing platform of the Silver Fortress, Rebecca, who was wearing a long royal dress, looked at all of this with her eyes wide open. She was extremely excited. There were a few times when she wanted to raise her hand, but she hesitated and looked at Aunt Heti beside her, who was dressed to the nines, and kept her hand back.
The servants nearby did not know what the princess wanted to do, so they were all at a loss. In the end, Heti turned her head slightly and whispered in a voice that only Rebecca could hear.
"Today is an exception.
"Make a big one. Treat it as a commemoration of this historical moment."
When the fireball that was almost the size of a magic car flew out of the Silver Fortress and exploded in the sky, the sound of cannon salutes came from both the east and west sides of the square at the same time.
The viewing carriage started to turn, preparing to return to the courtyard of the castle. Gwen sighed softly and looked up at the sky.
His nerves relaxed a little, and he could not help but think of a question.
A few years later. "Princess Rebecca of the Empire? What was the diameter of the fireball that Cecil released during the founding ceremony? What did it symbolize? "Would it become a hateful historical question?
The ceremony was still going on, and the follow-up ceremony and finishing up would last until sunset. However, Gwen, as the new ruler of the Empire, had mostly finished what he needed to do. Before the banquet started, he could return to the castle to rest.
When he returned to his room, he was not surprised to see Melita, who was already waiting there. Pânia.
"Congratulations, Gwen? Your Majesty Cecil. "The agent smiled and congratulated him." The era of the Empire has begun. "
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