Chapter 603： coronation

Half-troll palace.

Through dozens of marble pillars supporting the high glazed dome, the morning sun is like a sharp sword, piercing straight down from the top, shining on the altar of white glazed rocks.

Around the altar, there were half-trolls who came to watch the ceremony.

A few days ago, they were the most discriminated pariahs in the troll empire, but now, they have suddenly become nobles of this new kingdom that is about to be established.

This kind of change made the half-trolls look like they were drunk, with their faces flushed and their eyes blurred.

Of course, they all know that this earth-shaking change in identity is all because of one person—

Guardian of the North, Count Angele!

At this moment, in the hearts of the half-trolls, Colin Angele's status was even higher than the gods he believed in.

dong dong dong-

The solemn bell rang, and Colin led Gondwala Volkin into the hall.

The young half-troll obviously had not experienced such a scene before, and was very nervous for a while, and clenched Colin's index finger tightly, as if this was the only way to gain a sense of security.

Swish!

The half-troll nobles present stood up in unison, bowing and saluting.

It was just that the object of their salute was not Gondwala, the half-troll king who was about to succeed him, but Colin.

Colin was wearing a red earl's dress with a long sword around his waist, and his knight boots clacked on the marble floor.

At this moment, he is the focus of all eyes, a well-deserved protagonist.

The frenetic gazes from those half-troll nobles convinced Colin that he could order them to do anything, even to die.

Coming to the altar in the center of the palace, Colin stopped.

In front of them, is a small holy pool.

Archbishop Adjani, wearing a simple white priest's robe, was standing by the pool, bare feet and a wreath of irises on his head, looking at Colin and Gondwala softly.

Colin let go of Gondwala's little hand, smiled at him, and stepped aside.

The melodious hymn immediately sounded, and a holy and solemn atmosphere enveloped the audience.

Gondwala was a little panicked, but in Adjani's gentle eyes, he still remembered what he had rehearsed countless times before, calmed down, and stepped into the holy water pool.

Adjani's face was straight, and she said in a loud and clear voice:

"Lost Lamb, Suffering Sinner, Gondwala Volkin, are you willing to put aside the prejudice and ignorance of the past, and devote yourself to the cause of serving the Lord of Glory until you die?"

Gondwala nodded and replied in a tender voice:

"I do!"

Adjani nodded in satisfaction, motioned Gondwala to squat down and immerse herself in the water with her eyes, and said at the same time:

"Dive into this pool, and you will be separated from the filth;

Dip into this pool, and you will bid farewell to sin;

Dip into this pool and you will be reborn! "

When Gondwala's young body was submerged in the holy water, Adjani stretched out her right hand, and as for the surface of the pool, she said loudly:

"The light of the Supreme Lord will always shine on your way!"

The sunlight streaming down from the dome seemed to light up suddenly.

Gondwala stuck his head out of the holy water, took a breath, and asked timidly:

"finished?"

Adjani smiled slightly, nodded and said:

"Yes. Henceforth you are a knight."

Gondwala walked out of the holy water pool. The two maids quickly stepped forward, wiped Gondwala's wet hair, and changed into a clean dress.

Taking advantage of this gap, Colin slowly ascended to the altar.

A maid came to the altar with a tray containing the king's crown in her hand.

After Gondwala finished packing, he also came to the altar and knelt down on one knee.

Colin held the crown in both hands and said solemnly:

"Gondwala Volkin, today, under the watch of the High Lord, you are crowned king.

Put on the crown, and you shall have pity on the people of the half-troll kingdom and ensure their livelihood; you shall protect the vassals of the Volkin family and grant them glory; you shall guard the half-troll believers, so that they may be bathed in the Lord's forever. In glory...

Remember, you are the half-troll king and the knight of the High Lord.

May the brilliance of the Supreme Lord always shine on your path, grant you strength and dignity, and be free from harm in all lifetimes..."

Gondwala's little face was tensed, and his eyes were full of confusion. Obviously, he couldn't understand what Colin was reciting.

All he knew was that he was going to be king.

As for what the king represents, he doesn't really have a clear idea.

And he doesn't even know what the difference is between a half-troll kingdom and a troll empire.

He only knew that he had to cooperate with the majestic uncle on the altar to finish the ceremony, otherwise he would have no dinner.

Gondwala actually wanted to know when he would be able to see his father and mother, but his uncle said that he would wait until he grew up.

So, Gondwala now really wants to grow up quickly.

Colin finally finished his long prayer and put the crown on Gondwala's head.

Gondwala only felt a heavy weight on the top of his head, almost breaking his immature neck.

But he still stood up swayingly The surrounding half-troll nobles drew out their long swords, knelt down on one knee, and swore:

"My king, I swear my allegiance to you, today and forever!

Your will is the belief we guard, your order is the guideline we follow, and what your sword points to is our direction! "

Gondwala responded loudly:

"I accept your allegiance!"

A group of half-troll nobles then stood up again.

Afterwards, Okaz, who had just been accepted as a student by Adjani, walked out of the crowd and knelt down on one knee in front of Gondwala.

Gondwala took the scepter handed over by the maid and handed it to Okatz, saying:

"Okatz, in the name of the king of the half-troll kingdom, I appoint you as the archbishop of the half-troll kingdom. I hope you will do your best to spread the gospel of our lord in the half-troll kingdom!"

Okats said loudly:

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Next, Gondwala conferred the nobles of the half-troll kingdom in public, and appointed the prime minister and cabinet ministers of the kingdom.

Of course, these appointments must be Colin's idea. Gondwala is just a megaphone, and he may not even know what the Prime Minister of the Kingdom is.

Gondwala read the appointment letter as prescribed, and then looked at Colin with searching eyes, and seemed to ask again - Okay?

Colin smiled in satisfaction and nodded.

Gondwala breathed a sigh of relief and announced the end of the ceremony with a tender voice.

At this point, the half-troll kingdom was finally officially established.

This new kingdom shaped by Colin will become the beginning and key of his plan to assimilate trolls. I believe that it will not be long before that race on the ice field in the sky that is hostile to the north will become weaker and weaker, until it completely disappears.

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