When the palace guard captain whispered in his ear the rules that should be paid attention to in the knighting ceremony, Allen smiled and agreed, indicating that the other party had understood.
Under the gaze of everyone, every move he made perfectly complied with the court etiquette, and there was no flaw at all.
The brightly colored and exaggerated traditional aristocratic costumes looked dignified and elegant when worn on him, without any sense of gaudiness.
Perhaps before today, many people were still unconvinced that Allen received such a title at such a young age;
But today, after witnessing Allen's calm aura far beyond his peers, their thoughts have faded a lot.
Allen smiled faintly.
With his mental strength far beyond that of ordinary people, he could naturally feel the various thoughts of everyone present.
But these are not worthy of his too much attention.
Even that understatement of "Okay" was actually not, or not entirely, meant to cope with today's occasion.
There is a saying in the past life: A three-minute wonderful performance on stage is the result of ten years of hard practice off stage.
For this magnificent show, although Allen did not say that he had been preparing for ten years, he still put in a lot of thought.
Ever since he learned that Saint Isabella of the Dark Temple was imprisoned in the Northern Tribunal of the Church of Light, he had been hiding behind the scenes to plan today's rescue operation.
Since there was no wildfire, he chose to use the magic explosive newly invented by alchemist Walder as a substitute to break down the strong fortress;
Because it was difficult to transport supplies thousands of miles away, he asked James Stan, the master of space magic, to learn how to draw the space magic array, and with the help of the power of "Origin", he improved it and greatly increased its transmission distance.
However, Allen did not transport the explosives directly to the Arctic ice sheet.
The Church of Light is a behemoth that dominates the entire plane, and its followers are everywhere. Everyone around Allen may become a secret spy of the Church of Light.
In this way, if hundreds of millions of tons of explosives disappeared from the Mage Tower and then appeared in the Far North Icefield, it would definitely arouse the suspicion of the Church of Light.
Allen doesn't want to be regarded as an enemy by the Church of Light now.
Because of this, he planned to use his new plane development plan as a cover to cover up the mass production of explosives and the secret arrangement of the magic circle.
The magic circle of the "Plane Portal" in the territory of the York family was drawn by him himself.
The sudden "space turbulence" was naturally not an accident, but something he did deliberately.
With the help of the knowledge gained from the "origin", he made some slight modifications to the portal magic circle, allowing it to absorb the surrounding magic materials used to make explosives at a specific time, and cleverly disguise it as a magic circle.
An "accident".
Just like carriages driving on the street often have car accidents, it is common knowledge that "plane portals" will occasionally have accidents. Moreover, Earl William has purchased insurance, so Allen does not have to worry too much about the loss of family property.
At the same time, he combined the dark divine power and magic power into one, transforming it into attributeless "original" power, and quietly hid the other half of the teleportation magic circle in the believer named Ariel.
Because the "original" power has no attributes, it will not be affected by the "Holy Light Array".
Therefore, after Ariel was imprisoned in the Northern Trial House, the other half of the teleportation magic circle was integrated into the foundation of the trial house according to the operating procedures expected by Allen.
In this way, tons of explosive raw materials from the York family's territory, including sunflower essential oil, anemone core and deep-sea red algae, were quietly transported underground to the Northern Tribunal of the Church of Light.
It can be said that the entire Northern Tribunal was refined into a huge solid bomb by Allen.
Just add a detonator to detonate it.
Of course, this does not trouble Allen.
The long sword "Hymn of Darkness" in the hands of Refant, a believer in the Dark Temple, is the detonator that detonates the "bomb" of the Northern Tribunal.
When the long sword that he forged with his own hands, carrying the power of faith stolen from the palace, flew towards the solid and thick wall of the Northern Tribunal, the explosion occurred.
It was an earth-shaking loud noise.
The foundation collapsed, the fortress collapsed, and the Holy Light Formation was extinguished.
On a desolate ice field, a blazing fire suddenly burst out.
When Allen felt the joy of believers coming from the far north, he knew that his plan had been successful.
And his thoughts drifted back to the palace.
Applause, cheers, music playing, thunder... all sounded in the palace, accompanied by Allen's calm smile, covering up the earth-shattering explosions in the north, and quietly washing away the doubts about Allen.
Then he saw young Queen Margaret rising from her high throne.
Wearing a heavy golden crown, a complicated palace dress, holding a golden scepter, with a perfect smile on her face, she slowly walked down the steps and walked straight towards him.
At this moment, she looked dignified and solemn without losing friendliness, jeweled without being vulgar. She had long black hair, fair complexion, delicate facial features, and elegant temperament. Compared with the way she looked when she pretended to be a maid, she was completely different.
Allen keenly noticed that she was wearing a ring set with sapphire on her finger.
The ring that once flashed in front of him.
The ring that symbolizes the highest authority in the kingdom.
Although everyone present knows that the power of the Braden Kingdom is actually in the hands of the cabinet, they still need to show respect when facing this nominal head of state.
The whole place was in solemn silence.
Allen also bowed slightly to show respect.
Then, the maid Lila came to the two of them carrying a golden tray.
There is a badge placed on the tray.
The badge is round in shape. On its indigo blue background, there are silver waves and dots of stars painted on it.
Queen Margaret smiled and picked up the badge and pinned it carefully on Ellen's chest.
The symphonic music in the hall then burst out to high places, like a back wave pushing on the front wave, pushing the atmosphere to a climax.
"Sir Alan York, I wish you smooth sailing among the stars and the sea." The queen was heard to say softly.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Allen nodded in greeting.
At this time, he suddenly noticed that today's investiture ceremony was different from the previous regulations. The process was so simple, and there were no clergy from the Church of Light participating.
But he didn't intend to point this out. After all, no matter what the Queen thought, sooner or later he would break up with the Church of Light.
Besides, it was really embarrassing to meet people from the Church of Light when they were blowing up the trial court.
After finishing speaking, the two of them turned around.
One ascends a high golden throne.
One walked towards the stormy sky outside the door.
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ps: This chapter is a supplementary update for Saturday’s leave.