Proof of the Sun King

PS: The second update! I've worked my hardest to get a ticket!

"I used to be a pirate, and now, I'm an Emir of Araby." Gold Master Karim told his story, his tone was dull, as if telling something completely irrelevant to him: "I Born in Araby, yes, the country that was destroyed by Britania and the Empire in the Great Crusade of the Red Flames, and now there are only a few scattered tribes left, I was born there, and I awakened my talent for magic as a child ."

"Afterwards, like those old-fashioned stories, a powerful lamp magician, who had amassed untold fortunes during his decades of ocean voyages, and together on expeditions, he disregarded ancient fables. , entered the legendary ship cemetery, and stole a great deal of cursed wealth."

"As he grew older and possessed countless gold and silver, the allure of sea robbery was gradually replaced by his longing for the shores of his hometown, but when he returned home, he was waiting for him in the city in flames , The clue points to the cemetery of the burial ship, the legendary undead pirate, the owner of the cemetery of the burial ship, the revenge of the Earl of Noctas."

"He lost his family, lost everything, he chose revenge in his anger, he made a wish to the lamp god, at the cost of his soul, in exchange for a powerful force, but even if he has a large number of excellent crew and sailors , his flagship, the Burning Scimitar, was strong enough to defeat the ocean-going giants of the high elves, and he still failed, having had one eye taken away, and barely escaped the burial cemetery with the remnants of the army."

Forgan understood: "You want revenge? You want me and my people to drive into the funeral ship cemetery to die for you?"

"No, my conditions are not that harsh." Master Jin Karim shook his head: "I once led an Arab fleet composed of more than 30 giant ships to attack the burial ship graveyard, but it still failed miserably, and now I have only one left. My flagship Burning Scimitar, are you an idiot? Or am I an idiot?"

"Then what are your conditions?" Angron shouted in dissatisfaction: "If you have something to say, say it quickly, don't say half of it and keep half of it!"

"My condition is that the Earl of Noctas will not stay in the funeral ship graveyard forever. If one day, we find an opportunity, Your Excellency Commander Fulgan, I want you to help me and kill this vampire completely. Pirates!" Master Jin finally showed an angry expression: "Attention, I'm talking about the right opportunity, if you promise me, I will join you with our subordinates, and I can swear allegiance to you."

Fulgan did not agree as easily as Karim imagined, he pondered for a few seconds, and suddenly asked: "So, what is the soul you said before? What is the equivalent exchange? Why do you say that my soul is better than that Tyrells better? You play with souls?"

"I don't play with the soul." The Arabian said coldly: "I made a wish to the lamp god, this wish is fair, I exchanged my soul for powerful power, the lamp **** is fair, we There was a promise that if I could replace it with a better and more valuable soul, it would give my soul back to me."

"Very good, no wonder, you are interested in other people's souls." Fugan understood: "This is also one of the reasons why you openly recruited partners in Miragliano. You are so cruel."

"If you can find a more valuable soul, then why not? If you can find a more valuable partner, then why not?" Master Jin said flatly, and he even had some regrets: "The only trouble is to deal with garbage , just like the Tyrell, there is no way to be my partner, nor a more valuable soul, I have dealt with a lot of such garbage."

"You are so cruel, you killed them all?" Angron immediately realized that this Arabian was sinful.

"The garbage should also be sorted. If the Tyrell hadn't over-coveted the secret of the lamp **** and tried to climb over the wall to make a wish, I wouldn't order him to be executed. I used to be a pirate, but that was a long time ago." Gold Mage Karim shook his head: "The soul of the loser will be weighed in a section of the scale to check whether the exchange conditions are met. Unfortunately, none of them are met. I will use the soul of that vampire pirate to exchange my soul! "

"Can the Djinn really grant all wishes?" Fulgrim continued.

"Do you want to make a wish? You can try, in theory, yes, but you have to remember that the Djinn also obeys the principle of equivalent exchange, you can try to make a wish that is terrible enough, and then see what you want to do for yourself. How much does it cost." Karim looked at Fugan: "Want to try it? Remember, once you make a wish, you can't go back on it, you can't deny it, but the lamp **** is always fair, like me, if you can Give it a higher price and you can get yours back."

Is this the essence of the lamp god? Forgan understood.

Angron could still hear it in a haze.

"Vampire pirates... I have fought with them. There is a place called Vampire Coast in Lustria, and a group of undead are squatting there." Fugan thought thoughtfully: "Luther Haken? He and Huahua The lord has fought and fought with me."

"Ending?" Master Jin became slightly interested.

"I defeated him, but in the absence of a navy, no one dared to fight him on the Vampire Shore." Forgan shook his head: "His undead fleet's naval guns are too powerful, and my army and I are not the same. Dare to get close to the coast, or we will be overwhelmed by the fire of naval guns."

"Very well, Luther Harken, I know him, it seems that joining you is the right decision, so... happy cooperation!" Karim extended his hand towards Fugan.

"Happy cooperation!" Fugen hesitated for a while, but finally extended his hand.

A covenant was signed in front of the two people. Master Jin knelt down on one knee in front of Fugen, offered his flaming scimitar, and swore allegiance to him in the name of the lamp god.

His command included three hundred Araby guards, three hundred Araby archers, two hundred Araby camel cavalry and one hundred Araby knights, in addition to a large number of sailors and servants.

Fulgrim graciously returned the Gold Mage's flaming machete to him, and the covenant was complete.

Mage Jin generously gave Fulgrim a pure-blooded elf warhorse captured in the war to carry him, and Fulgrim accepted it without hesitation, which made Angron envy for a while, because only a pure-blooded elf warhorse can carry it. Even a knight weighing hundreds of pounds can easily sprint back and forth, and it is difficult to feel tired.

Despite the Hippogryph, Angron still hopes to have a pure-blooded elf warhorse of his own, because the Hippogryph is too big to walk on the road. To put it simply, a pure-blooded elf warhorse It's a luxury car, and the Hippogryph is a tank.

With Angron's pride, he is definitely not willing to put down his face and ask Ryan for what he wants, because Ryan himself doesn't have a few horses.

At night, the stars above the summer night sky, the white Milky Way, lay quietly on the blue sky. The splendid constellations flicker in the Milky Way, like countless beacon lights floating on the river, it is so colorful, so beautiful and mysterious, but it is also so cold and ruthless, the nightmare of the warp is always haunting The primary material universe, the lingering curse has always haunted the fate of mortals.

Survival isn't a birthright, it's a booty snatched by forgotten heroes from an indifferent galaxy.

Forgan and Angron stood under the starry sky, both Primarchs looking up at the starry sky at a forty-five-degree angle.

"Arabi Lamp God, it's really interesting." Angron said to Fugan: "This world is really very complicated. I've been thinking about why my father put Ryan in this world."

"You also want to make a wish to the lamp god?" The corners of Fugen's mouth twitched, and he knew that Angron was still obsessed with his former brothers and sisters.

"Hey, if I make a wish, then I must make a hundred more wishes!" Angron couldn't wait to tell Fugen what he thought.

"Pfft~" Fugen laughed, and he kept laughing like he encountered something funny: "Hahahaha~"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha~"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha~"

"Damn, you sissy, what are you laughing at?!" Angron became annoyed: "What are you laughing at?!"

"Hahaha... Wishing, do we still see less of this thing? Jonson's Caliban has a similar alien holy artifact and a similar wishing machine. If this wishing machine is really useful, why is Jonson? Don't make a wish that the four gods of Chaos will die?" Fugen couldn't stop laughing.

"..." This **** sissy! Faced with this question, Angron couldn't answer, so he had to ask, "Why?"

"Because everything is always fair." Falgen thought for a moment, he knew that Angron might not know, he decided to explain a little: "You think about it, in Karim's description of the lamp god, he has always emphasized What is it?"

"Need a soul?" Angron said casually.

"No, another one."

"Equivalent exchange?"

"Yes, equivalent exchange." Fulgen nodded, and he looked at the starry sky: "The wishing machine is essentially such a thing, Angron, have you been to the tavern?"

"Of course." Angron nodded: "But what does this have to do with the wishing machine?"

"The essence of the wishing machine is a tavern. This tavern only opens once. You carry a gold coin in your arms. This gold coin is your soul, and the lamp **** is the bartender. You can use this gold coin to choose any kind of wine in the tavern. , you can also ask the bartender to do anything with this gold coin, as long as it is within his power."

"Well, that's an appropriate description." Angron nodded in approval.

"And your so-called request to make one hundred more wishes is nothing more than using this gold coin to apply for a pass. With this pass, you can freely enter and leave the tavern." Fugen smiled and raised the one in his hand. A bottle of Tyrell "Old Canti" was handed to Angron: "Think about it, what's the problem?"

Angron signaled that he didn't like to drink this, and the World Eater Primarch took out his large marching jug and took a sip. It was filled with Dwarf's Bagman beer. After thinking for a while, he raised his head: "No No more gold coins."

"Yes, there are no more gold coins." Fugen nodded: "This is the essence of the wishing machine. Equivalent exchange is so cold and cruel. There is no gain without sacrifice. If you want to get something, you must pay the same price."

"Hey, under those ancient saints, have you become a sissy?" Angron laughed in turn: "I have to say, you are already a poet, brother~"

"Hehe~ Angron, I have a plan and I need your help." Fugen smiled, and he whispered: "Our nephew is about to be born, we need a good gift, I have news to mention In the Lier court, there is an ancient sage jewelry made of black gold with a history of more than 5,000 years, which has the blessing and powerful power left by the ancient sage, but it is not easy to get."

"Oh, such a good thing, I have no reason to refuse, right?"

"Let's work together, I am six, you are four."

"No, it should be me seven, you three."

"It's a bit like the great expedition in the past, haha~"

"Hahaha~"

…………I am the dividing line of the Great Crusade…………

Old World, Brittany, Earl of Glamorgan, Ducal Castle.

The door to the master bedroom was opened, and a dark elf in a standard black and white maid costume walked in from outside. She wanted to wake Ryan up, but when she came in, she found that Ryan was already up and was sitting in front of the table processing official documents.

Since Ryan came back, he has taken over the military and political power from Sylvia and Surya, who is under the curtain, and handled the government affairs by himself. Although Sylvia was a little unhappy, he handed it over very simply. All power, because these powers belonged to Ryan, the serious maid originally wanted to see if Ryan would be in a hurry in the face of these government affairs, but Ryan took over all the government affairs perfectly.

This changed Sylvia's view of Ryan, and the head maid thought that there were really not many Holy Grail knights in the entire kingdom except Francois.

Immediately, Ryan promoted two new courtiers from the kingdom's nobles, they were Goffin from the empire and Steve, a noble from the old Musillon. These two courtiers and Katzenberg together formed Ryan. His internal affairs team assists Ryan in handling internal affairs. Courtiers who can be favored by Ryan naturally have very good internal affairs capabilities. Their existence temporarily alleviates Ryan's shortage of employees.

"Master~ are you up?" The dark elf approached quickly, and she came to Ryan's side.

"Well, I'm up, what's the matter?"

"Mr. Alfred Templar is back, you and him have an appointment to have dinner and then go to the hot spring together." The dark elf whispered: "Master, Mr. Alfred is here, he is on the second floor. The reception room is waiting for you."

"You should call him the Knight Commander now~www.wuxiamtl.com~" Ryan said with a smile: "He has become the Templar Commander, and the Justice Church headquarters has sent a whole team of paladins, a team of ascetics and more than a dozen A Templar came here to help him build the ancient church district of Freya. "

"It makes no difference to me, Master." The dark elf shook his head, his long black hair exuding a faint fragrance.

"By the way, Olika, I have a gift for you." Ryan suddenly sounded something, and he reached out and opened the drawer made of fine cherry wood: "I promise you will be pleasantly surprised!"

"What is the master going to give me?" Sure enough, the dark elf said with anticipation, she came over, and a little star appeared in her eyes.

"Dangdang!" Ryan took out a large box decorated with gems from the drawer, and the duke said with a smirk, "It's ten pairs of tights! The best unicorn fleece tights! White, gray, flesh, brown Compatible with black, this newly developed product has better softness and skin-adhering properties! The texture is gorgeous, the hand feels good and elastic! Here's to you, Olika!"

"...Master, you are really helpless!" The little star in the dark elf's eyes disappeared, she squinted at Ryan, paused for three seconds, and then the smile on her face became even brighter: "You know what? Master , if there was a man in Nagaroth who made such a bad joke with me, I would have cut him with a dagger, and then soaked it in the blood pool to make a specimen!"

"Uh..." The smile on Ryan's face froze, and he suddenly felt a cool breeze blowing from below.

"But for the sake of the master, I will accept it." The dark elf still took the box from Ryan's hand: "Come on, master."

"Okay, let me hear it. Ah Fu has encountered those problems. This kid must be in trouble when he comes to me at this time."