Proof of the Sun King

As a favorite of Ugor and Lane, Beria didn't quite understand why Lane suddenly asked himself to go to Marienburg to invite the Queen Katarin out of the mountain at this time. On the way, he and General Meretskov After discussing for a long time, there was no result.

If there is a need for a sanctuary powerhouse, then there is no shortage of sanctuary powerhouses under Ryan's command. Furthermore, with the relationship between Ryan and Archduke Schultz and Katarin already serving as the "magic advisor" and "guardian" of Marienburg Under the circumstance of accepting the commission semi-openly, as long as a bag of gold coins is heavy enough, Katarin can be invited.

If it is said that Katarin's power is needed... what is left of the Tsar's subordinates? A small court composed of a dozen people? Only three hundred Romanov Guards remained? Or is it the Ice Witch Society that has fallen apart and lost its strength?

So what is needed is Katalin's magical knowledge and internal affairs ability?

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Beria couldn't understand after thinking for a long time. The Ugore people were full of question marks. On the way to Marienburg, the always gloomy chief political commissar of the Ashes Legion, Sir Britannia, the Kingdom Knight and the First Class Grandmaster. The owner of the Cross and General Meretskov discussed the issue: "Why do you think Your Majesty sent me to Katarin?"

"Your Majesty Katarin, it's Your Majesty, Lavrendi. Even though we are now citizens of Brittany, we still have to call her Majesty." General Meretskov actually did not want to take this task. This guy once spent more than ten years in the Cheka prison. The high-spirited and ambitious young general in the past is now a middle-aged general who does not like to speak out. After he came to Britannia He is really satisfied with the peaceful life now. In addition to routine military training and assignments, he is simply an otaku. After finding a local noble lady as his wife, General Meretskov's greatest pleasure is to stay at home. Reading books, cooking food and military games.

Hearing Beria calling Katarin's name, Meretskov's face darkened immediately, and he muttered: "You will kill us like this, Lavrendi, I mean it, don't do this, okay? , or you will go by yourself?"

"Oh, Kirill, what I want to say is that if we don't get His Majesty's task done, this will really kill us." Bellia said rudely, the attitude of the Ugor people was very rude : "We have to think together, you can't escape, neither can I"

"The most important thing is to find out what Your Majesty means and what His Majesty wants to do." General Meretskov shook his head: "Most of the time, His Majesty and I will only meet at regular meetings and celebrations, and I have never met. I said two words to him, and you are different, Ralph Lianji, you can directly ask the old guard to report anytime you want to see him, but you actually asked me?"

"Sometimes, outsiders can see everything better, Kirill, tell me what you think." Beria shook his head, and the Ugol people looked at the slightly bloated Lancer General: "It doesn't matter, Say whatever you want, and I won't blame you."

General Meretskov shrank his neck, he suddenly felt that it was not a good idea to come out this time, he opened his mouth: "Then I said, Lavrendi, I just said casually, and it was you who asked What I said, you must promise me that if something happens in the future, you must not implicate me, and you cannot say that I said it."

"Pfft~" Beria laughed on the spot: "Do you still think you are in Kislev, Kirill?"

"I didn't say it." Meretskov said quickly with a shudder.

"Enough, if I were still Cheka, your words would be enough to handcuff you." Bellia said impatiently: "Don't think I don't know what you want to say! Well, let's talk, This is Brittany, and I have no right to handcuff you."

"Uh, I mean, Lavrenji, you said that His Majesty recently... is he more interested in the Ice Witch?" Meretskov finally spoke, he said casually.

"Oh?" Beria's eyes flashed a light, and the Ugor people nodded silently, no longer speaking.

A few days later, the winged cavalry arrived at Marienburg, and after showing the king's documents, Beria and others were released, and they entered the city.

However, Beria soon learned that Katarin was not in Marienburg. She went out with someone and would not be able to come back until tomorrow.

How to do? He had to wait for her to come back first. Beria and others stayed in Marienburg. He was not idle. He ate a seafood dinner at the Swordfish Hotel at noon, and then went to the Mannan Temple and threw a few. A silver coin means that I am also a believer of Mannan, and this guy came to the flea and talent market in Marienburg to see if there was any good stuff to buy back.

Don't look at the situation in the Old World has become more and more critical in recent years, but as long as they don't come to Marienburg, that's fine. By taking refugees in the Old World, the merchants buy logistical supplies for the Old World army and buy low-cost high-selling food. He has made a fortune after another, and the chambers of commerce have made a lot of money. The cheap laborers are willing to work as long as they can basically maintain the wages necessary for living, and they are willing to extend their working hours to 14 per day. -16 hours, it really surprised the big businessmen.

Archduke Schultz couldn't stand it, but he couldn't stop it, so he issued a series of decrees to restrict the big moat merchants in Marienburg, which also caused complaints from the big moat merchants.

"If unions could legally strike, all chambers of commerce would be dead!"

"Pay Mrs. Keesler 3 copper coins a day? Why don't I just shut down the dock warehouse!"

"Although it's not good to have accidents often, but claiming compensation for the stevedore's work injury is killing the survival of my Marienburg freight business!"

"Can't the employee be fired just because he sought arbitration between the Ocean Church and the Church of the Goddess of Justice? How will we do business after that?"

"Cracking down on child unions will bring down our Marienburg economy and our advantage."

"What? This is an order from the Lady of the Lake Church? That's all right, we'll do it, Mannan and Lady of the Lake are best friends!"

Under the incomparable prosperity of the economy, the vast majority of workers can only get enough basic wages to maintain the minimum standard of living, and they dare not speak out, otherwise someone will always be willing to take over their jobs, the minimum wage promulgated by Schultz The standards and guarantees are just to keep these hard-working refugees from sleeping on ropes at night.

Beria has a deeper understanding of all this. These big businessmen are really arrogant and have no scruples. The only thing they are afraid of is the army in the hands of Schultz, Karl Franz and His Majesty Ryan. It's just an extremely fast, accurate and ruthless knife, they are only afraid of this.

The talent market is a mess. Refugees from various empires, southern kingdoms, and border princes are crowded together, receiving relief porridge, sleeping in corners and stinky gutters, begging for a job everywhere, but most of them are the basics. Mrs Sler.

In contrast, the well-dressed and armed winged cavalry of Beria caught the attention of the Kislov compatriots. They cried and asked for shelter, or begged, and some silently used cold eyes. Looking at them, most of them are envious eyes.

"Save me, winged cavalry warrior, the messenger of the bear **** Eson, save me." A Kislev woman shouted: "Lord Belial, I know it's you, I saw it in Kislev You, when you were choosing a girl, I stood beside Khorkina! You chose her in the end, not me!"

Beria stopped. At this time, even the most hard-hearted Ugol felt a little uncomfortable. He sighed. Khorkina is now a female courtier and legal lover in his manor, and he has given it to him. She gave birth to a son and a daughter, and lives very well. Usually, she likes to learn cooking and practice foil and painting.

This woman's name is Jiana, and she is only in her twenties this year. When she saw Beria, she was so excited that she was incoherent. What is she saying.

After Kislev's demise, Jana's family came to the empire to seek a living. Her family was originally from a good family, and she was considered a family between a small landlord and a rich peasant. Na's father is somewhat literate. Now he is responsible for teaching arithmetic and literacy in the Chamber of Commerce in Marienburg. The profiteers keep their monthly salary very low, only two silver coins. This money is not enough to support a family. Young people can only take one more job - in the post office to help people write letters to make a living, and a family of four is still working and barely maintaining a minimum level.

In the Musilon Military Factory, the monthly salary of the lowest-level worker is 10 silver coins, and the senior mechanic is 15-20. After passing the dwarf assessment and upgrading to an engineer, it will be calculated separately. 100 copper coins = 1 silver coin = 0.1 gold coins, according to the price of the old world, A family of five needs at least 4 gold coins a year to maintain food and clothing.

"I only have one set of clothes, Lord Beria." The woman said sadly. "There is only one set of clothes that can be worn out to meet people. Fortunately, I don't have to wear clothes for most of my work."

Bella: "..."

Beria once thought that her conscience had been thrown to the seaside by herself, but no matter what, this conscience still exists in this world. The Ugor people took a silver coin and a copper coin from her body and gave them to Jana. Let her be optimistic, work hard, and don't know what to say. Before leaving, he heard the woman's plea: "Take our family away, warriors of Ersun, save me! Save Kislev!"

"Marimburg is hell, go anywhere, I heard that the Knights Kingdom is very powerful now? It's rich? Lord Belial, save us!"

The winged cavalry could not save these compatriots, they had to grit their teeth and leave.

Beria then went to the flea market in Marienburg, where there are all kinds of things, all goods from the old world can be seen here, only two copper coins are needed for admission, Marienburg official and Ocean Church provides guarantees and fair trade guarantees, while pumping 5%.

Sure enough, at the flea market, many veterans in Kislev uniforms were setting up stalls, most of them only in their forties and fifties.

"Gold Star Medal, 20 copper coins are cheap."

"Troll Nation Battle Medal, fifteen copper coins, bear flag medal, one silver coin for a buy."

"Everyone, come and have a look, the Red Tsar Boris Medal of Honor, only twelve silver coins!"

"Kislev Medal of Victory, First Class, worth three gold marks."

Bellia picked up a golden medal from the booth: "Do you also sell this?"

The Order of Ersun, with the blessing of the bear **** Ersun, was once the symbol of Kislev's highest honor and was engraved with "Awarded Sedov-Nergay-Screpnik".

"Thirty gold marks, one price, gold krona is the best." The gray-haired veteran of Kislov who was sitting in the back of the seat glanced up, his face instantly paled, and then angry: "Bei Leah, it's you! Get the **** out of me, I'm not going to sell it to this guy, get out of here wearing the Breton medal!"

"Thirty-three gold crowns." Bellia said lightly.

"No..." The veteran, the former hero of Kislev swallowed hard.

"Thirty-four gold crowns." Bellia clapped her hands, and the attendant had already taken out a small bag of gold coins.

"You can't...you can't do this." The old soldier looked at the whole bag of Huang Chengcheng, heavy gold coins, his eyes were straight.

As long as he has this money, he can let his family live in a clean and tidy house and live a good life. As long as he has this money, his wife will no longer have to work as a tailor to make a living, and his three A child doesn't have to work during the day, and at night, he has to deliver letters and newspapers, as long as he has the money...

"Thirty-six." Beria took out two gold crowns from his arms, put them into the bag, and made a crisp sound, which was the moving sound of the gold colliding: "The final offer."

"...Deal." The veteran's eyes dimmed instantly. He shrugged his head and reached out to pick up the Ersun Medal. The surface of his scarred fingers brushed the still shining Ersun Medal and caressed it carefully, as if It was the last parting touch between lovers. After reluctantly touching it back and forth two or three times, it was finally delivered to Beria's hands.

Bella laughed.

He was quite sure of inviting the tsar to Brittany.

The next day, when they heard that the queen tsar had returned, Beria and Meretskov went to the manor outside the city. When they arrived at the entrance of the manor, Beria thought for a while, and decided to face the king's etiquette and the lowly of the ministers. gesture, hand over the official documents, and let the Romanov Guards enter to report.

Meretskov was pleased with Beria's actions: "After all, she's the Tsar."

Beria nodded and sneered: "After all, she is the queen."

"I'm a tsar with a hammer? How come I don't know it myself?" A cold voice approached from a distance, and Katarin appeared, her face was cold, and she was faintly pale and angry at the same time: "Beria, it's you, What are you doing, are you here to laugh at me?"

"No, on the contrary, I'm here to invite you." Bellia hesitated for a moment, then bowed and said, "It's a great honor to be greeted by His Majesty."

"...Go in and talk~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Catalin stared at Beria, nodded slowly, and the tsar's expression was complicated.

Times have changed, Kislev has died, and after she came to Marienburg in the past few years, she has seen with her own eyes how the farmers make a living, working every day at sunrise and resting at sunset, except for the winter slack in the year. Even if you have time, you have to go into the city to work as a handyman, so that you can have some surplus food and money during the New Year, even Rickland, who has always been famous for being rich, is like this, not to mention Mrs. Keisler, the base of Marienburg. She saw the living conditions of the Slovak refugees with her own eyes, and she could no longer convince herself that "the reason they are not full is because they are not diligent enough, they are not working hard enough".

As the tsar of Kislev, she is already powerless. She has no face to face her ancestors, she has no face to face her father, and the Red Tsar Boris, who fought for her country all her life until her death, she even has no face to face her people, even if Her people don't entirely blame her.

This kind of pain made her finally wake up. She knew what big mistakes she had made and what she had neglected. Over the past few years, she has been regretting her decisions all the time, regretting everything she has caused.

She stepped into the countryside of Rickland for the first time and really understood something.

The Erson Medal worn by Belial on her chest stings Catalin's soul. The Medal reminded her in the cruelest way that the symbol of once the highest honor had become a commodity that was trampled on, and it became Belial and Belial. The playthings and collectibles of those big businessmen.

"Sun King Ryan Malcador asked you to come, what's the matter?"

"Your Majesty would like to invite you to be a guest in Brittany."

"Invite me? What to do?"

"Do……"

A calm smile flashed across Beria's face. He smiled strangely and sinisterly.

"His Majesty the Sun King can rebuild your father's kingdom."