Chapter 1029: Long Live the King

"It turned out that I caught a big fish, and I knew that Anthony's kid's life was so expensive, and he should have extorted a large ransom from his father in the first place." Roland half-jokingly lamented.

Grofa also smiled and asked casually, "Is Anthony okay?" ”

"Okay, I let that kid go the day before yesterday, and now he's as free as air, and if you want to find him, send a teleporta, and he'll still be wandering the streets."

"Why, he doesn't plan to go back to the Holy City?" Grofa was slightly surprised.

"I also wondered, that kid seems to be very happy here, he doesn't plan to go home, and yesterday he asked me to help him rent a house in Fort Atonement, asking for proximity to the commercial center and not too noisy, and preferably with a separate garden and swimming pool, which is really a habitual problem...... If it weren't for the fact that the kid had promised me a pretty good commission, I wouldn't have bothered to pay attention to him. Roland said angrily.

Glova couldn't help but laugh: "It's an interesting guy indeed, I'll find time to talk to him, maybe you, I and Anthony will have a lot of contact in the future." ”

Roland shook hands with Grofa and said goodbye to Rubin Soul: "You are welcome to the square in front of the Grand Temple tomorrow morning at nine o'clock sharp. ”

Mr. Diplomat was silent for a few seconds, seemingly a little entangled in his heart, and finally spoke: "As a believer in Perot, I can't sincerely wish you good luck tomorrow, but I can say the least I am looking forward to it. ”

Roland smiled slightly and replied, "For the same reason, it doesn't seem polite if I say that I'll surprise you tomorrow, so I can only say - we'll see!" ”

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On October 1, 1620, before dawn, the inhabitants of the Citapur, pilgrims from afar, and invited Gentile watchers poured into the streets, forming a long line of people to gather in front of the Temple Square, where the ceremony was held, and with irrepressible excitement awaited the moment destined to go down in history.

At ten o'clock in the morning, when the solemn bell rings in the temple tower, the long-awaited celebration of the independence of the Far East is finally opened.

On the second floor of the temple, Rudolf Kolas walked to the floor-to-ceiling mirror, put on his new military uniform under the gentle service of Yevgenia, put on his appearance, and took out the speech Roland had written for him from his jacket pocket and finally looked through it to make sure that it had been memorized. Stuffing the speech back into his pocket, Rudolph turned around and nodded at his son, Roland opened the door to the balcony knowingly, and encouraged his father with a smile: "Your Majesty, welcome to the stage of history." ”

Rudolph was speechless about his son's sense of humor, but he had to admit that Roland's calm demeanor also encouraged him to feel less nervous.

Stepping onto the balcony that had already been set up, Rudolph saw at a glance the circle that Master Merlin had set up on the ground. This circle for public speaking was blessed with a variety of spells to increase volume, boost morale, and even enhance charisma, and he immediately felt a surge of confidence and clarity of mind the moment he walked into the circle.

Rudolph stood in the center of the circle, and the crowd downstairs immediately fell silent, and everyone waited eagerly to hear their king speak.

Rudolph was silent for a few seconds, and then recounted the history of the Far Eastern penal colony in a solemn tone, leading the people listening to the speech to recall the grievances and oppression suffered by their ancestors for generations, and the sweat and blood of the ancestors of the Far East to gain a foothold in this wild land for generations.

The people downstairs were so excited that many shed tears.

Then, Rudolph's tone changed from heavy to passionate, and began to tell about the glorious achievements of the Kolath Legion in the northern and southern wars in recent years, focusing on describing the bloody orc army of the legion to defend the homeland of the Far Easterners, expelling the "Dragon's Eye" bandits, and then returning to the Fort Atonement to save the revolutionary people who had suffered bloody repression from the cruel rule of Klautz.

Rudolph did not emphasize his personal merits, but the fact is self-evident: as the commander of the Kolas Army and the leader of the revolution in the Far East, no one is more qualified to ascend to the throne and continue to lead the people of the Far East in resisting foreign enemies and building their homeland in this era of great change.

When the speech progressed to the third theme, the climax of the celebration arrived.

In the name of the leader of the revolution, Rudolph declared the end of the unholy Assanian Empire's thousand-year-long rule over the Far East, and that the entire Far Eastern penal colony would be included in the territory of the Kingdom of Koras, and renamed the "Fort of Atonement" as the capital of the kingdom.

At the same time, Rudolph proclaimed the abolition of all economic yokes imposed on the Far Easterners by the Empire, the abolition of the Imperial System of Preferences and tithes, the vesting of taxation exclusively with the royal government, and the Sindra Church, as the state religion of the kingdom of Kolas, was entitled to the privilege of voluntary contributions from the faithful without the imposition of tithes, or taxes of any other name.

Rudolph also proclaimed the abolition of the exploitation and discrimination of laborers by the idle aristocracy of the Imperial Age, and that the Far East needed peasants, workers, scholars, merchants, and all self-reliant law-abiding citizens, and that the Far Eastern government encouraged all the creation of wealth through hard work and wisdom.

Rudolph then announced the abolition of the heresy charges imposed on the Far Easterners during the Imperial Age, and the Temple of Pero in the capital Krasbourg was renamed the Temple of Sindra with immediate effect, removing the idol of Pero and replacing it with the idol of Sindra, and all believers would be blessed by the goddess and would henceforth take their destiny into their own hands.

Rudolph finally declared that the people of the Far Eastern penal colony would henceforth have their own nation, their own country, and their own faith, completely shake off the stigma of heresy and criminals, and obtain liberation in the true sense of the word, and the strong people of the Far East would stand up from now on!

In the limelight, Rudolf I, the founding monarch of the kingdom of Kolas, concluded his first public speech as king, and it was a great success beyond expectations.

On the Temple Square, on the streets of the city, in front of the windows of thousands of houses, all the people who followed the celebration celebrated the official coronation of their king with feverish cheers, and at this moment, in the minds of most Far Easterners, Rudolf Kolas's personal prestige had climbed to a new height that had never been seen before.

In the streets and alleys of Krasbourg, millions of people are saying the same thing:

"Long live the King!"

"Long live the King!"

"Long live the King!"

The sound of hailing is higher and higher, as if the earth and the mountains are echoing this praise of unity, and the whole city is immersed in excitement.

Only a handful of people can remain calm in this frenzied atmosphere, and be aware that the main event of this celebration is yet to come - the sanctification ceremony is about to take place!