Throne of the North.

Chapter 712 A New Emperor, A New Politics

"Long live the Emperor!"

"Long live the Emperor!!!"

Tens of thousands cheered throughout the capital city as everyone witnessed the birth of a new monarch. The moment Volvo grasped the scepter, he was no longer the gentle elector, but the majestic emperor.

Ryan was extremely surprised to have witnessed the transformation in Volvo. Could it be that the emperor's power could so easily change people?
Moreover, the moment Volvo grasped the scepter, it became a legend.

That was an eternal, legendary blessing—the Emperor of the Empire.

This is... the benefit that the Columbus royal family gained from blasphemy.

No extraordinary effort is needed; simply becoming emperor grants one legendary power.

Of course, this is actually quite useless. The emperor of the empire will not personally use the power of legends to fight. The power that the title of emperor possesses is far greater than that of a legend.

Volvo thoroughly enjoyed this power. He felt the vitality emanating from his body, realized the tenacity of his life force, and even his lifespan underwent a dramatic change.

"Long live the Emperor!"

The cheers in the capital brought Volvo back to his senses, and he felt everything that the identity of the emperor brought him.

Slowly turning around, looking at the nobles, believers, commoners, and slaves before him, Volvo shouted loudly:

"Citizens of the Empire, swear your loyalty to your Emperor!"

"Long live the Emperor!"

Countless people knelt down, whether they were dukes or slaves, all of them were kneeling before Volvo. He watched all this with excitement, and then told everyone to stand up.

As is customary, Volvo will ride in the emperor's chariot to tour the capital city. Wherever he goes, everyone kneels on the ground, excitedly prostrating themselves and shouting the emperor's name.

The nobles followed behind the emperor on foot until the sun set, and all the weary nobles returned to the palace with the emperor.

Of course, a legend like Ryan wasn't tired, but he could clearly smell the sweat on most of the nobles. These parasite-like noble lords had never been this tired in their entire lives, yet they still had smiles on their faces.

But they still can't sleep.

Early each morning, the nobles would have to meet with the emperor individually. This was an incredibly long process, yet it was indispensable, because each nobleman had to kneel before the emperor and swear an oath of loyalty to him.

The four dukes were, of course, at the very front.

“Meyers will be absolutely loyal to His Majesty the Emperor of the Flor Empire, Meyers will offer you all his loyalty, and Meyers will follow all your will.”

Grand Duke Meyers knelt on one knee before the emperor. After completing his oath, his task was finished. After a long day of work, Grand Duke Meyers finally had a place to sit down and enjoy himself.

"Fremin..."

“Russell…”

"Rodriguez..."

“William…”

“Clayton…”

One by one, the nobles swore oaths before the emperor, their loyalty no longer to the deceased emperor, but to the new emperor of the empire.

Ryan was far back in line, and by the time it was his turn, it was already late afternoon.

"Lane Clayton will offer you his utmost loyalty and follow your will."

Fortunately, the nobles of the empire no longer need to kiss the ground beneath the emperor's feet, saving them a lot of trouble. When Ryan finally sat down in the soft chair, he felt much more relaxed.

From the emperor's coronation to the nobles' oath of allegiance at this moment, it is a complete process. If the empire were not so vast, this process could be compressed into a single day.

……

An emperor was born, and the loyalty of the nobles brought everything to a close. From this day forward, this vast empire welcomed its new master, Columbus IV.

However, at the same time, the birth of the emperor also brought a completely new future to the empire.

This marks the end of one era and the beginning of another.

The era of Emperor Columbus of Volvo was ushered in by two other electors.

"His Majesty the Emperor will bestow upon Freud Columbus the title of Marquis Carlos."

“By order of His Majesty Columbus III, the Vikings are not entitled to return to the Imperial City. In the name of the Emperor, the Vikings are banished, and you are no longer a subject of the Empire.”

Viking returned from attending his father's funeral, and no one said anything. But now, the first thing the new emperor did upon taking the throne was to continue the order of exile. This was one of Volvo's tactics—to use such events to tell all the nobles, "I am with you, we are one family."

As for Floyd, that's purely a matter of Volvo's own affairs.

None of them completed the path of the Electors, and no absolute distinction was drawn between them. Volvo, by bestowing the title of Marquis upon Freud with the status of an emperor, coupled with the exile of the Vikings, made Volvo the undisputed sole heir. Of the three Electors, only he still possesses a legitimate claim to his former status.

It's like blocking all possibilities.

Viking left the capital city; he had to leave because the empire had a new emperor, whose will was paramount.

"We will be back."

Beside the Viking, the silver-haired elf held his hand and said this.

“I know that we shouldn’t have returned to the Empire at this time in the first place; we should have waited.”

"But I do not accept any guidance that fate has given me."

The Viking smiled and looked at the silver-haired elf, saying:
"The vision I want to create is the prosperity and greatness of all mankind, not the destiny lady you serve who guides me. I hope there will be no more wars in this world. I hope that all people in this world are equal, own their own land, and can obtain food and clothing through labor. Everyone is the same, no one gets something for nothing, and no one is destitute."

“I hope the empire will become an ideal dreamland. I know it’s hard to achieve, and I don’t even know if I still have a chance, but I hope so. Whoever does it, I hope they will succeed.”

“I am Viking Columbus, not a prince of the Empire.”

"Next, I'm going to an island in the West Sea. It's a tough place there. Would you like to come with me?"

"Of course, you are my master."

The silver-haired elf leaned her head on the Viking's shoulder as the ordinary carriage, escorted by the royal guards, headed to the west coast. There, she would board a small boat and be exiled to a primitive, desolate island.

He can live on that island, and he can die on that island, but he cannot leave that island.

the other side.

Freud coldly snorted and forced a group of people to move forward.

"What, are you going to send me to the Carlos province like a prisoner?"

Opposite him, Cassie Columbus, a member of the royal family and now the Emperor's chief attendant, bowed his head and smiled as he spoke:

"Lord Marquis Freud, according to His Majesty's will, you need to go to your territory to maintain order in the province of Carlos and ensure that there is no chaos in the southern provinces of the empire."

“That’s my business. I’m Freud, not a Viking. I can choose where I appear.”

Floyd snorted and ignored them.

Even if he wasn't the elector of the throne, he was still a marquis of the empire, a leading nobleman of the empire, and no one could restrict his freedom.

The empire no longer has any rule that nobles must stay in their own territories.

"I will leave, but not now."

Volvo, residing in the palace, was naturally dissatisfied with this outcome, but he could not show it directly. He did not yet possess the prestige to instill fear in the nobles with a single glance.

This is the difference between him and his father, Columbus III.

“Columbus IV is more suitable for the empire than Columbus III.”

On Grand Duke Freming's side, he addressed a small group of nobles who were inseparable from Freming.

why?

The existence of Columbus IV gave the nobles enough power in the empire, but if Columbus III were still alive, no one could refuse his orders. He could say what he wanted to do, and no matter how unreasonable it was, the nobles would have to obey.

Unlike now, when the emperor's words could be met with hesitation and persuasion from the nobles.

"Then... does the Empire need to avenge His Majesty the Emperor?"

A nobleman... asked with his head down, as if he wished no one could see him or know who he was.

This was also the result that Archduke Freming needed.

"Your Majesty should know very well why the nobles support him to become emperor."

Grand Duke Freming needed to reclaim power from the emperor; more precisely, he wanted the nobles to share the empire's discourse power with the emperor once again.

The emperor has issued a decree requiring the major provinces to provide various supplies for the war in the north and to prepare for the war with the Papacy in the south. However, the nobles all know that these needs are all for the "special products" of their lands, especially those of the nobles led by the Duke of Freming.

This was just a pretext; the real purpose was to exchange certain benefits for Grand Duke Meyers and his nobles.

In a single day, the nobles loudly swore their loyalty to the emperor, and on the same day, they firmly stood against him.

"How fast this is, the politics of the nobility."

It was only in the latter half of the year that Ryan realized the political winds in the capital had shifted, and that Grand Duke Freming had suddenly become the emperor's political rival.

So, shouldn't I be able to get some benefits from Volvo?
(End of this chapter)