Only two magic lamps were lit in the dark room, illuminating Laing's haggard face.
His original body had made many calculations, and he had used his prophecy ability time and time again, trying to predict how to avoid a bloody conflict. But no matter what he chose, a bloody suppression was unavoidable. The best result would be a massacre in Culona and a public execution of a large number of knights and hundreds of knight families. After that, he would have to suppress the civil strife that spread throughout the kingdom.
It was not that Laing was not prepared for this, but he did not think it was a good idea.
This troubled Laing. He had discussed it with Suria and the others for a long time, but they could not come up with a better solution.
So Laing asked to be left alone for a while.
Now, a green light shrouded the room. A demigod, the protector of the Knight King Kingdom, the embodiment of the knight's virtue, walked into the room. The Green Knight was shrouded in an illusory light. He was in the light, while Laing was in the dark. The blinding green light made Laing frown subconsciously. The Sun King saw him and quickly got up. He pulled his belt up to his chest and buttoned up his velvet jacket. "Green Knight, I didn't expect you to come."
"Can't I come?" The Green Knight's body was shrouded in mist and ivy. He first stared at Laing's belt, then realized that it was rude of him to do so. He dispersed the mist around him. "I'm sorry to disturb you at this time, Laing, but I've asked your queen, Suria, and she said that you can welcome guests at any time."
"What a strange way to put it." Laing smiled. He tried not to look too troubled. The Sun King was very respectful to the Green Knight. "I just didn't expect you to appear at this time."
"I'm here because I should be. For a thousand years, I've been protecting this kingdom in my own way." The Green Knight gently took off his helmet.
It was a young, handsome, but emotionless face. The contours of his face looked a little illusory under the green light. He stared at Laing. "That's why I'm here."
"Please sit." Laing gestured for the Green Knight to sit. The original body looked at the demigod. The two demigods looked at each other without speaking.
After about two minutes of silence, the Green Knight said softly, "Duke Guichard of Lyonasser talked to me. He swore in the name of Silluf that if I'm willing to support him, I'll be the kingdom's new religion."
"You know what that means." Laing shook his head.
"Of course," the Green Knight said. The Green Knight said calmly, "But according to the information I have, Laing, your supporters barely make up 20%, let alone 50%. The day after tomorrow is the kingdom's knight conference. There will be 4,000 knights in the outer court listening to your speech. In the king's hall, there will be at least 800 nobles sitting in the palace, ready to make their choice."
"Yes, you're right." Laing stretched his voice until it almost sounded like a duck. "His Majesty, the Sun King, will speak in the hall and express his support for the Lady of the Lake. He's the champion of the Lady of the Lake. Those who are willing to stay are still the nobles of Brittany. Those who are unwilling to stay, I'll respect their choice."
"And then? Someone will stand up against your decision and ask you to abdicate, Sun King, "the Green Knight said coldly.
"The Old Guard, Mu Xilon's Coldstream Guards, and my royal army are outside the city. Their loyalty to me is unquestionable. As for inside the city, Laun's Curona Army and François's Grail Knights are ready." Laing nodded. "There's no other way. This is likely to be a large-scale bloody conflict or even a fight. But I can't convince all the knights and nobles in the outer court to abandon all prejudices and continue to believe in a God of Abnormality. Even if she brought new life and salvation to Brittany, even if she didn't do anything wrong, and even if she's a little too generous to other gods."
"Berchemund will enter the inner court and listen to your speech. If your speech can move him, then the neutral knights will support you," the Green Knight said softly.
"But there are still 1,300 people," Laing said softly. "10000 people, all knights."
The Green Knight stood up again. The demigod's voice was stern and full of questioning. "What's the situation in Estalia?"
"Tobalor and Magritte have fallen. Without our support, it's only a matter of time before Billibari falls." Laing nodded.
"Tyrell?"
"Arenasa-Saltgrudge and her pirate army are gathering at Satusa. If Lucini falls, then Satusa will be next," Laing said directly. "There's also the prince's territory at the border."
"The Empire?"
"The Empire is still breathing. All the troops are gathered at the northern border." Laing also stood up. The Sun King was obviously a head taller than the Green Knight. He walked to the Green Knight's side. "The only suspense is how long they can last."
"So this is our plan, Laing?" The Green Knight's face was stern. "Look at these idiots. Half of the old world has already fallen, and they're still busy fighting for power."
"Hasn't it always been like this? Humans? "Laing said indifferently." The closer it is to the end, the more eager they are to divide the cake and snatch the resources. "
"It used to be like this, until the Lady gave us a higher goal and pursuit. A new kingdom, a united kingdom, a united kingdom!" The Green Knight's voice became louder. He turned to look at Laing. "Tell me, Sun King, are you afraid?"
"The day after tomorrow? Of course not. "
"I'm talking about Eichahn and his world-destroying army."
"Then I'm going to say that I'm scared to death, especially when I heard that a First Prince of Khorne brought three great demons to take my head."
"Hahaha …" The Green Knight finally laughed. His handsome dead face bloomed with a slight smile. He gestured for Laing to sit down, and then said in a barely audible voice, "I'll take care of the knights."
"My lord?" Laing was speechless. He looked at the Green Knight with an incredulous gaze.
"I said, you'll take care of the nobles in the inner court, and I'll take care of all the knights in the outer court." The Green Knight sat beside Leon and said calmly, "In this country, no knight or noble dares to question my decision. None. Because I am the source of all the knights' laws! You have my absolute support, Sun Wang Laing, the thirteenth Knight King after me. "
An indescribable feeling filled Laing's heart. The Sun King opened his mouth, but the Green Knight interrupted him. "Can you listen to me first?"
"I admit, like most of the knights in the kingdom, I didn't like you at first. Although the Lady emphasized your uniqueness many times, I still had some reservations about you," the Green Knight said. The Green Knight said calmly, "This is also why I rarely appeared to fight alongside you after you came to the kingdom."
Laing fell silent.
"But I have to admit, Laing, you're better than me in many aspects." The Green Knight shook his head, and a bitter smile appeared on his face. "You always have many friends and few enemies. Let's not talk about how you've slowly drawn in François, Bodrick, and Berchemund, and how you've always been able to make friends with the Empire. You're especially good at dealing with the dwarves and elves, and you can even make them form an alliance. I'm far inferior to you. I'm good at leading troops to war, marching, and fighting champions, but I can't even get along well with Llanduin and Schiluff."
"Under complicated conditions and circumstances, we have to recognize who are our friends, who can be united, who should be roped in, who should be isolated, and who the real enemy is." Laing gave a short answer.
"The kingdom has been established for a thousand years. I know better than anyone what the kingdom's chronic problems are, but I can't do anything about it. All I can do is to repeat and emphasize morality, and use my own strength to continue it." The Green Knight ignored Laing's words and continued, "I know that in this kingdom, many people are afraid of you. Many people hate you because you took away their privileges and told them the reason why knights and nobles existed — to protect our country and its people. If we lose our country, knights have no meaning to exist."
"Hmm …" This was also what Laing thought. Everyone was fed by their own people.
"Everyone knows how difficult it is to deal with these guys. Only you can do it. Only you can do it." The Green Knight continued, "Laing, I'm talking to you as the first dragon-slaying knight, the first Knight King, the first Knight of the Holy Grail in Brittany, and the ultimate source of all knights, Arthur! The day after tomorrow, I will announce to all the knights and nobles that I will unconditionally support your decision! "
"There are no two suns in the sky. I have already obtained the lady's permission. From now on, I will be your subordinate. I will pledge my loyalty to you as Brittany's Knight of the Holy Grail and the Chief Knight." The Green Knight said in a low voice. His voice was as firm as a rock and as resolute as steel. "Let us work together to overcome this difficulty."
"Oh!" Laing also let out a cry of excitement.
The two of them held each other's hands tightly.
After a thousand years, the two generations of Knight King had reached an agreement.
"In your more than ten years of governance, you have given me a lot of inspiration and inspiration. Now, I will also give you some advice." The Green Knight held Laing's hand and lowered his voice. "Actually, we don't have to worry about the lady's identity. Everyone is wrong about this. Brittany's glory is not bestowed by anyone. Even if it was bestowed by the lady, it is still something that we have grasped."
"You mean … all of this should be done in a different way?" Laing was deep in thought.
"Internal conflicts can be resolved externally. It is the same for the elves, the dwarves, the Empire, and us." The Green Knight sighed. "If it wasn't for the invasion of the green skin, there might not be today's Brittany. Laing, humans are sometimes cowardly and sometimes despicable. But there are some things that will always push humans forward and enter a new glory. This is a story of courage."
"I understand!"
… I am the dividing line that crossed a thousand years …
Two days later, in the morning of the King's Parliament Hall in the Culona Palace.
Apart from Duke Hubbard, all of the dukes in Brittania were present. There were more than 800 nobles with the title of baron and above. They sat in the meeting hall and waited for Leon's speech.
Their king would be here to discuss and inform everyone about his national policy and the future of the kingdom, as well as the future of the Knight Kingdom 1,000 years later.
At nine o 'clock sharp, Laing was wearing the Brittany crown, a full set of king's attire, and a king's cloak. His black hair was tied up, and the leather shoes on his feet were as shiny as new. Under everyone's gaze, Laing slowly walked into the Parliament Hall. On both sides of him was a team of Old Guard, as well as two new Grey Knight recruits, Petain and Foch.
The only thing that attracted attention was that Laing's belt was pulled up very high, almost reaching his chest. The king's expression was serious. He slowly walked to his throne, but he didn't sit down.
"He looks a little nervous." Berchemund sat on his own Duke's seat. The Red Dragon Duke, Bastogne's Duke, Arthur's direct descendant, and the First Marshal sat on his own seat.
All the neutral knights followed the Duke's lead. The neutral knights agreed that if Berchemund nodded and agreed with Laing, then they would support His Majesty Laing's "Protect the Ladies" faction. If not, they would continue to be neutral and bide their time.
"It's inevitable to be nervous in such a situation." Sitting behind Bohemond was Kalad. He had been in pain all this time, but he was still strong because the series of sufferings had tempered his heart to be incomparably resolute.
On the other side, the new Duke of Le-Angoulin, Campbell, and the Duke of Lyonnesse, Guichard, sat together. Campbell whispered, "Is everything arranged?"
"Yes, but it's not good." Guichard was a little hesitant. "Let's hear what His Majesty has to say to us first."
"… It's a pity." Campbell was also a little hesitant about Laing. Laing had once pardoned his father, Taubert. "He's a very good king, but he's not in the right position. He's the representative of the nobles, not the country bumpkins."
The room was a little noisy until the chief justice of the kingdom slammed his hammer on the table. "Order! Ooooordeeeeer！！”
"Now, let's invite His Majesty to speak!"
Leon stepped down from the throne and walked in front of everyone. He coughed softly and was ready to speak. His voice would be heard by everyone outside through the speaker specially made by Veronica and the special echo wall in the King's Council Hall.
Many people were preparing to listen to the king's speech.
The Lady of the Lake was hiding in the changing room behind the throne. The Goddess of the Lake and the Witch of the Lake were sitting there.
The young prince, Baron Devenhill, was sitting on the left side of the throne. He had a feeling that he would be sitting on this throne for many, many years.
Queen Sulia did not come to the scene herself. She was alone in the side hall of the palace, listening to the sounds coming from the other side through a door.
More than four thousand royal knights were crowded outside the hall. Every corridor was filled with people.
Only Teresa and Veronica were sitting in the seats of the court. One was nervous, while the other was excited.
Even in the subspace, a pale flower from the Kingdom of the Underworld came along with the light and shadow. It sat quietly in the same place, occasionally letting out a few distorted laughs.
Everyone was anxious, but they were all waiting.
Ryan's pronunciation was standard, but it more or less carried some of the habits of the Empire's official nobles.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we have gathered here today to discuss a series of major events that have happened recently, as well as issues related to our faith."
More than four thousand royal knights, countless dignitaries, and more than eight hundred barons and nobles held their breaths.
"For thousands of years, our faith in the Lady of the Lake has supported the Brittany. Now, she is telling us that she is an elven goddess, an authentic one. She has lied to us. Everyone, as you have heard and seen, this is true. I have personally confirmed this with the Goddess. I swear in the name of Laing Macado and as a demigod that this is true," Laing said loudly.
Everyone sighed.
"So, the question we are facing now is, what should we do now?"
"What is the future of the kingdom?!"
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