"The Empire's victory at Hufwingen will give us a lot of time and space." Leon took the letter from Aurora, and the Sun King couldn't help but reveal a joyful expression. "Where is the source of the news? Is it reliable? "
"Of course. It came from our contact in Mildenheim, north of the Empire," Aurora said proudly. She couldn't wait to claim the credit. "Our contact in Mildenheim sent the news as soon as they received it. I spent nearly a hundred crowns worth of magic materials. You'll have to reimburse me."
"If there's no problem, I'll reimburse you," Laing said helplessly. Aurora really couldn't take any losses.
Aurora couldn't help but feel happy when she saw this. Just like Veronica, who had been thinking about when she could become a countess, the Sanctuary witches had been thinking that in addition to their daughter Theresa, it would be best if Ryan also gave her the title of countess.
With two countesses in the family, House Trovic could be considered to have entered the circle of nobles and had a place in Brittany.
As for the rumours outside? Aurora didn't care at all. Laing liked her and her daughter. What could they do about it?
After that, Laing lowered his head and continued reading the report. Helios' ability to deal with matters of the lower class and his speed in dealing with internal affairs made many nobles complain. He was obviously someone who was hard to trick and pocket. Laing would also check from time to time, so Brittany basically didn't have to worry about things like maintenance fees. Soldiers' pay, disaster relief and other benefits were always given out without missing a single cent.
Naturally, the Goddess of the Lake and the church's supervision couldn't be ignored. Her attitude was simple: that's my money! How dare you covet my money?
After a minute, Laing didn't hear the sound of high heels. He looked up and asked, "Do you have anything else to do?"
"I'm fine. I just came to see you. I'll attend Queen Suria's tea party in the afternoon." Aurora stood beside Laing. The sanctum witch tried her best to be humble and coax Laing.
"Then have a seat." Laing gestured for her to sit. She immediately sat beside Laing and acted as his secretary.
The Sanctuary Witch clasped her legs together. A pair of black velvet strappy heels with an eight-centimeter heel adorned her exquisite jade-like feet like a gift box. It made her jade-like feet, which looked like they were carefully carved by an artist, even more exquisite and perfect. It also made her look taller and sexier.
A pair of black translucent matte Lycra pantyhose shrouded her delicate feet like a black haze. At the same time, it also outlined her originally slender and sexy legs even more slender and straight. Aurora was wearing a black one-step dress today. The back of the dress was propped up high, and the full and round curve was hidden under the mink coat. Only Ryan could appreciate it.
The two buttons on her shirt that seemed to have been unintentionally opened made her and her perky buttocks shine, forming an astonishing curve on her delicate body. The large white bulge and a few ravines on her body were extremely attractive under the winter snow. Under her head full of pearls and jade, under her pair of slender eyebrows and beautiful eyes that were covered by gold-rimmed glasses, there were a few misty waves flowing. Aurora deliberately leaned on Ryan's body and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Your news …" Laing read the news brought by Aurora again. The Sun King frowned and asked Aurora, "Isn't it too brief? It only mentioned that the Empire defeated the main forces of Chaos and killed the vice marshal of Chaos. This is certainly something to be happy about. However, the news did not mention the Empire's own losses at all! Where did you get this news from? Mildenheim? "
"It's news from Wolfenburg. It has the seal of Kurfürst Marius. It can be seen as an official announcement from the Empire." Aurora hurriedly said, "As for the other news, most of them are very contradictory. What is certain is that the Empire should have suffered a lot of losses. My news is that Kurfürst Marius publicly appeared in Herzig, the capital of Hocke, and announced the victory of Huff Wind Root. However, there were less than thirty Knights of the Golden Fleece left with him."
"The losses are huge. The quality and quantity of the Empire's army are not as good as the main forces of Chaos. Although I don't know how Karl won, there's no reason for him to win with so little losses." Laing's doubts dissipated by a lot. He asked, "Then what about Karl? Where is he now? When do you plan to have a celebration party? "
"I don't know. I don't have any news from the Emperor of the Empire yet." Laing smelled the fragrance of the violet on Aurora's body, but the sanctuary witch did not seem to care. "Maybe he's already on his way back?"
Aurora had actually received some other news, such as the massacre of Chaos in Ostmark, the massacre in Nord, and the attack on countless ports, as well as the news of Örengrád being breached by Chaos. However, Aurora filtered these out because the latest news was the official victory of Huff Wind Root of the Empire. Since the main forces of Chaos had been defeated by the Empire, the rest was just a small problem.
Aurora was probably the least interested in war in Laing's camp. The sanctuary witch did not want to fight at all. She just wanted to stay in the best suite in the Bulgari Royal Hotel in Fontainebleau Palace, enjoy all kinds of special meals and luxuries in the royal kitchen, and enjoy the flattery of the noble ladies and ladies in the noble circle.
"Well, the end of the battle does not mean the end of the war, but the beginning of a series of complicated work after the war." Laing agreed. He was still wondering why the Empire defeated Kurfürst Marius, but he did not ask any more questions. Since the Empire had officially announced the victory of Huff Wind Root of the Empire, Aurora's news was naturally not a problem.
Laing continued to read two more documents. Seeing that he did not speak, Aurora decided to test him. "You're just going to leave Katarín like this? Are you really going to let her settle down here? "
"Then what do you think we should do? Let her go back to Fort Marlin? "Laing smiled, but his hands did not stop moving." Or let her go back to Kislöw to rebuild her home? "
"I'm not talking about this!" Aurora continued to test him. "I'm saying that she invited you to the Charles Manor where she is now staying to see the national treasures of Kislöw twice, and you said that you were busy with this matter."
"I'm really busy. Let's talk about it after a few days when I return to Fontainebleau Palace." Laing did not comment. No matter how Aurora observed, she could not tell what Laing was thinking. The Sanctuary Witch secretly gritted her teeth, thinking that this man was getting more and more difficult to guess.
In fact, Aurora did not want Laing to have another female minister, because the cake was only so big. If more people were to share it, the more people would get. Not to mention that although they were at the same level, Katarín's strength was definitely higher than hers. What if Laing relied on Katarín more in the future?
However, Tsar had claimed that if the cake could be made bigger … Aurora calculated in her mind. "Are you really busy?"
"What's wrong with you? My dear Aurora! " Leon glanced at his mother-in-law, who held the dual identity of a female court official, and said playfully, "If you have something to say, say it."
"Come to our place at night? Teresa and I will make smoked salmon, Karelian pie, roast venison and blueberry pie for you to try? " Aurora was still a little embarrassed when talking about Teresa. She emphasized, "Teresa is shy and cold by nature. She doesn't take the initiative. You have to see her more often and spend more time with her and Xi'er."
"What about you?" Laing curled up the corner of his mouth.
"Of course I'll be with Teresa. If you come to see her, I'll naturally …" Aurora did not dare to look directly at Laing's eyes. She stamped her feet under her seat and quickly lowered her head.
"Okay, then I'll go to you and Teresa tonight." Laing nodded. He was about to say something when there was a knock on the door. "Your Majesty? Talleyrand wants to see you. "
"Please come in." Laing sat up straight.
The tall cripple, Brittany Foreign Affairs Minister, limped in with a cane. He first gave Aurora a courteous smile and then bowed to Laing. "Your Majesty."
"What's the matter?" Laing did not avoid it at all. Talleyrand was like Berliat. His status was closer to his private minister, so he would come into contact with some of his private matters.
"Your Majesty, I'm here to ask you something. Since Mu Xilon is returning to Fontainebleau Palace this winter, is it possible to hold a grand Winter Veil Festival this year to show off the might of Brittany?" Talleyrand said with a bow. The cripple's face was serious.
"Is that necessary?" Laing closed his eyes.
"It's very necessary, Your Majesty. We've been fighting for two years," Talleyrand said. "It's been too long. The nobles will be tired, and so will the soldiers."
"Yes." Laing nodded. Taking advantage of the Empire's great victory, it was indeed good to hold a big Winter Veil Festival. There were still many battles to be fought.
"Your Majesty, I've discussed it with Berliat and the others …" Talleyrand saw that Laing had agreed, so he quickly struck while the iron was hot.
"Don't talk about Berliat. I'm talking about you. What do you want?" Laing was direct and did not give Talleyrand a chance to speak.
"Uh …" Talleyrand paused. The cripple's eyes turned, and he controlled his tone. "Your Majesty, since ascending the throne, you've been very lucky. You've worked hard to expand the country, and you've conquered many countries. You've opened the golden age of Brittany. Your Majesty is the savior that the Lady has bestowed upon us. At this moment, I think that other than the title of Sun King, we should also summarize your glorious achievements, especially in the military, and let everyone know."
"Let everyone know?" Laing repeated. He also did not comment.
The Sun King was becoming more and more unfathomable. This made Talleyrand feel that it was difficult, but it also made the cripple very excited. Yes, this is the king I want. I love to test people and talk in riddles. If I could be seen through so easily, I wouldn't be worthy of being Talleyrand's king.
"Yes, let everyone know." Talleyrand said seriously. "Your Majesty, we should let everyone maintain the correct collective memory. Any noise that doesn't fit our narrative should not exist. As long as any mistakes are mentioned, we should admit and correct them if it's a small one, or wipe them out if it's a big one."
"Correct collective memory?" Laing repeated.
"Yes, and the final interpretation of everything must be firmly in our hands." Talleyrand continued, "If it is necessary, we can only 'fix' it. Given the current situation, it is very necessary."
"Then there should be a name, right?" Laing seemed to agree.
"Your Majesty, Berliat and I have already come up with a few names, such as Sun King's Three Great Campaigns, Knight King's Plowing Court, and so on. But we're most satisfied with this one." Talleyrand immediately took out a scroll of parchment and showed it to Laing.
Laing's face darkened when he saw the words on the parchment. "What's this? Perfect Kung Fu? "
"Yes, Your Majesty. We've discussed it. Ten of Your Majesty's victories are the most glorious, the most dazzling, and the most unerasable. So we plan to use these ten achievements as the starting point to narrate Your Majesty's story." Talleyrand smiled. "Your Majesty will be the Perfect King from now on."
Laing was speechless.
In the end, Laing rejected the Perfect Kung Fu and asked Talleyrand to redraft it. Talleyrand could not understand why Laing was so repulsed by the term 'Perfect Kung Fu'. After some thought, the elite cripple canceled the plan to gather 1000 serfs over the age of 70 for a banquet at Fontainebleau Palace.
The Winter Veil celebration was approved, and the entire palace began to operate.
At the same time, Suria brought Devonshire, the Twilight sisters, Nestra and Alohan to the palace's secret chamber.
Both Nestra and Alohan were a little nervous. The Twilight sisters were wearing a perfectly symmetrical Wood Elf silk cheongsam dress and matching fishnet stockings given by the Lake Fairy. Nestra was wearing white silk stockings, while Alohan was wearing black silk stockings. They sandwiched Devonshire in the middle. The young baron was wearing a formal military uniform and a pair of eye-catching red trousers. He was now slightly taller than the Twilight sisters.
The Twilight sisters relied heavily on Devonshire to maintain their power. After Alaire and Alariel became one, the Twilight sisters theoretically became Alariel's servants and daughters. However, Alariel did not intend to let the Twilight sisters continue to be the representatives of the Wood Elf Queen, so the Twilight sisters naturally followed Devonshire.
Nestra was very nervous. This was the first time she was going to meet the 'Royal Grandfather' that Devonshire mentioned.
Alohan, on the other hand, was very shy. She had been wondering if the supreme being was willing to acknowledge them.
Devonshire did not seem to care. He knew that his grandfather liked him the most. He had ridden his grandfather before.
As Suria activated the mechanism, the room was instantly enveloped in golden light. The sacred and miraculous face of the Emperor appeared on the other side of the mirror.
Suria brought her son and the Twilight sisters to kneel.
"Greetings, Godfather." "Greetings, Grandfather."
"Rise." The Emperor's gaze swept across the Twilight sisters beside Devonshire. The Lord of Humans frowned slightly.
Why were they elves again?
Who did Devonshire and Laing resemble?
Suria told the Emperor what had happened recently.
"I already know about Anglo's slumber." The Lord of Humans coldly replied to Anglo's opinion on this matter. "Sacrificing a hundred years of Anglo's mobility in order to awaken Leon's Soul World and completely kill the Seed of Destruction is undoubtedly a huge gain."
"Godfather." Suria was still a little unnatural in front of the Emperor. The Knight King had spoken rudely to the Emperor during the bitter battle in the subspace.
However, the Emperor did not seem to care. "Tell Laing that if necessary, I allow him to kill Mortarion."
"Kill him?"
"Yes, if it's necessary." The Emperor nodded. The Lord of Humans turned his gaze to Devonshire. "Devonshire, come closer."
"Yes, Grandfather!" Devonshire took two big steps forward.
"And those two." The Emperor's voice finally showed some emotion. The Lord of Humans motioned the Twilight sisters to come closer. "Come together."
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