Huh? Are they all real?...

So how many are there?

Benalana exclaimed:

"There were so many that I was surprised."

Beside her, Bella, the golden retriever, barked in agreement.

Moen said with increasing pleasure:

"So what do I want?"

Benalana took a list from the small bag Bella was carrying and handed it to Moen, saying:

"This is all the information we've found."

Moen took the list from the other party, looked it over, and asked seriously:

"Who is the elf?"

"Lord Trapolis Twilight, one of the Golden Flower Lords. Why do you ask this? The visitor list should be published by the palace soon."

As Moen watched, he said:

"Just another option to explore, and Agravure and Tristan are here too?!"

"Yes, it was Lords Agravure and Tristan who came to visit on behalf of the Storm Goddess and the late King Lionheart."

Looking at the list in his hand, Moen felt a cold sweat break out.

He knew all those who came representing the gods and kings, and likewise, they all knew him.

I need to be extra careful the day after tomorrow. Even though Ansa is helping me, if they think my words and actions are similar to so-and-so, I'm doomed.

"Okay, I understand. I'll take my leave now."

Just as Moen was about to leave, he noticed that Bella, the golden retriever, had somehow ended up at his feet.

It seemed to be sniffing its own scent, and when it noticed Moen turning around, it also looked up at Moen.

Looking at the other's soft fur, Moen smiled and wanted to touch it.

I thought to myself, "This time I should be able to touch it, right?"

But Bella, the golden retriever, dodged away as usual.

Benalana laughed:

“This child is only close to our family members. It won’t let outsiders touch it. In fact, even my grandfather rarely got to touch it.”

Moen said nonchalantly:

"I see, what a unique dog."

"But you're the one representing your chamber of commerce to meet with the two emperors this time, right?"

“Yes, my grandfather asked me to represent the entire Chamber of Commerce.”

Hearing this, Moen smiled and said:

"Then you can bring Bella with you."

Benalana asked curiously:

"Is this alright? That's before the two emperors."

"Of course, His Majesty Trajan also loved dogs. He told me many times that his biggest regret was not being able to own a dog he liked."

"His Majesty Trajan will be very pleased to see such a well-behaved dog as Bella."

"really?"

Benalana still found it hard to believe; she dared not listen to Moen about everything concerning the Emperor.

That concerns the future of their chamber of commerce.

Moen shrugged and said:

"If you don't believe me, you can ask the etiquette officer later. Anyway, if you can't take her to the Emperor, just leave Bella in the reception room."

You won't let me touch you, huh? You wait and see if I can touch you the day after tomorrow!

After leaving those words, Moen departed.

-

The time came to the third day, the coronation day.

Popes from all the major churches arrived early, and apostles from various gods and kings were also present.

The envoys from various countries stood behind them, together with everyone else, below the high platform in the audience hall.

The old throne, shattered by Moen's horse hoof, was not cleared away.

Instead, Moen asked him to stay where he was.

It symbolizes the end of the old era.

Similarly, two new thrones were placed in front of this throne.

One is a divine throne, the other a royal throne.

Before the two thrones, the king's coronation ceremony was taking place amidst the attention of the masses.

In the past, it was the duty of the popes to crown new monarchs.

A crown that is not recognized by them will not be recognized by anyone.

Because behind them are gods and kings.

But now, all the popes stand humbly and fearfully below the stage.

Because on the stage is a new king, and a goddess is crowning him.

Only the goddess of the new king is qualified to crown the king at this moment.

For the rest of us, even the thought of it is a great blasphemy.

Looking down at the countless envoys watching the ceremony, and at his teacher kneeling on one knee before him.

Ansa suddenly felt an urge to freeze this moment forever.

However, she quickly regained her composure.

She then picked up the crown she had crafted herself and placed it above Moen's head.

Take a deep breath.

The crown fell, and a new king was established.

"Thank you for being my king, teacher."

The goddess's voice, so gentle and soft, drifted throughout the audience hall.

"Thank you for letting me be your sword and shield forever, my forever Ansha!"

In the very end, the king did not choose the title of goddess, but instead chose my Ansha.

The crowd did not applaud; ordinary people are not entitled to do so.

Therefore, they all knelt down to worship at the time of the covenant between God and the King.

The coronation was over, but Moen knew it was just the beginning.

I still managed to write 8,000 words, 2,000 more than usual, so the bonus chapter for guessing King Moen's name is over.

Chapter 159 Because the King is Gone (4k)

At the new king's request, the coronation ceremony, which was kept as brief as possible, came to an end.

However brief it may be, after the coronation, there will still be no shortage of audiences from various parties.

According to Ansa's original plan, the audience between the envoys from all sides was to take place directly in the audience hall.

However, Moen rejected this idea.

The reason is that many envoys do not come from wealthy countries, and it would be unfair to receive their audience and gifts in public.

This might embarrass their country.

After all, what they considered a gift worthy of offering to gods and kings might be seen as a complete joke by others.

Reasonable requests can also demonstrate the new king's benevolence.

So Ansa did not object.

He personally planned which envoys should be received in the same group and which envoys should be specially separated.

After all, among the envoys, there were quite a few cases where the sect leaders behind them were enemies.

Putting them together might not be a good thing.

Moen glanced at the list that Ansa had personally arranged.

The entire page from the beginning is filled with people I know.

In that instant, Moen broke out in a cold sweat.

Although Ansa would make anyone believe that she was Trajan in his entirety.

However, these guys are also well-established figures.

It's not impossible that one or two people might discover something just through body language or other clues.

Once one's identity is exposed, it's no laughing matter.

Therefore, Moen was very attentive and careful about these things.

-

The first messenger to pay homage was an old acquaintance of Morne's—Trapolis Twilight, one of the Golden Flower Lords.

Among the many messengers representing the gods, he was the first to arrive, so he was naturally placed first.

Elves always place great importance on etiquette and elegance, and human nobles, both in the past and present, have largely followed the example of the long-eared elves.

Because of his presence, Moen did not wear the Ring during the entire coronation ceremony.

At the behest of the Eternal King, the twelve Flower Lords joined forces to forge the Fool's Sword. Then, the Eternal King went alone to the Mountain of the End and forged the One Ring, which truly concealed uniqueness, amidst the flames of hell.

It was incorporated into the Fool's Sword as a hilt for sealing and disguise.

In this respect, the Twelve Golden Flowers lords not only knew about the Fool's Sword, but they also knew about the Lord of the Rings.

Rose Lorian, at least, knew very well.

Moen couldn't be sure if Rose Lorian had told them everything after all these years.

We absolutely must take precautions.

When they saw Trapolis, escorted by royal knights, approaching them with a delicate little box, they were immediately struck by his presence.

Despite appearing very relaxed, Moen was actually on high alert.

Eternal King is a very early account.

Because I wasn't familiar with the game, it took me a very long time.

Therefore, the Twelve Golden Flower Lords are among the NPCs who have accompanied Moen the longest.

Now, not only has the NPC come back to life, but he's also standing right in front of him.

Moen tried very hard to recall his actions as the Eternal King.

Try your best not to do similar things.

Moen also wondered if he had overreacted.

However, Moen immediately denied this.

Because the higher the sequence, the stronger the inspiration.

In this situation, if the Eternal King himself were to give the other party a sense of familiarity through some action, then his all-pervasive inspiration could really cause trouble.

The same principle applies to the others.

"Trapolis Twilight, one of the Twelve Golden Flower Lords, follows the great Eternal King and has sworn to serve the Sacred Tree for life."