Vol 2 Chapter 886: The end of an era

Bishop Winster leaned slightly and saluted respectfully.
　　
　　 His movements are standard and elegant, which he maintained for a long, long time.
　　
　　 The empress’s exemption was delayed, and Bishop Winster’s head had not been lifted for a long time.
　　
　　 Until the two sides were silent for a long time, Maria II sighed slightly:
　　
　　 "Master Bishop... Let's exempt the courtesy."
　　
　　 The voice was old and majestic, but it seemed that he no longer had the tenderness that he had just called Bishop Winster.
　　
　　 The movements of Bishop Winster paused slightly.
　　
　　 He slowly got up, some hiding and some complicated eyes were cast at the twilight queen again, only to find that the other party no longer looked at him, but continued to look out the window.
　　
　　 Maria II was half lying on the bed.
　　
　　 The golden sunlight fell on her, and the empress’s oblique and long shadow cast on the soft and gorgeous elven carpet on the ground, setting off her originally rickety and thin figure even thinner.
　　
　　 It's hard to imagine that it is such a weak and thin body that has carried the entire huge sacred Manian Empire.
　　
　　 A breeze blew from outside the window, blowing Maria II's messy hair even more messy.
　　
　　 She stopped her eyes on the lonely tall and lush horse chestnut tree in the garden outside the window, looked at the luxuriant branches and leaves, and looked at the birds jumping happily among the treetops, slightly dazed.
　　
　　 Bishop Winster recognized that it was a tree that the Queen had planted with him when he was not as young as possible.
　　
　　 At that time, it was only a delicate sapling, but now, it already has a rich and huge shade.
　　
　　 It’s just that the girl who once chuckled and ran around the growing saplings, used to stick behind the girl like a catworm, the little devil's head that loves to cry, but never saw it again.
　　
　　 "Your Excellency, I want to go to the palace tower to see, can you accompany me?"
　　
　　 After a long time, Maria II's voice came again.
　　
　　 Her voice is hoarse and majestic.
　　
　　 However, under the majesty, Bishop Winster seemed to hear a pleading filled with loneliness.
　　
　　 This made his prepared refusal of "Your Majesty is weak and needs to rest and should not walk" stuck in his throat, and he was unable to speak for a long time.
　　
　　 sighed lightly, Bishop Winster slowly turned around and looked out the door, planning to call the maid in, but was quickly stopped by the queen:
　　
　　 "You don't need to call someone else, you and I can be two, you can help me, help me down..."
　　
　　 Bishop Winster paused again.
　　
　　 He hesitated for a moment, but in the face of Maria II's firm gaze, after all, he sighed in his heart and greeted him.
　　
　　 Respectfully stretched out his hand, Bishop Winster lifted Maria II up with the most standard action when the clergy helped the elderly queen during the ceremony.
　　
　　 The queen's body is thinner than imagined, and her arms are already dry, like dead branches.
　　
　　 Bishop Winster supported her, but he couldn't feel too much weight.
　　
　　 "Your Majesty! Why are you up?!"
　　
　　 Seeing the empress who was supported by Winster appeared at the door of the hall, the maids and guards were taken aback.
　　
　　 They wanted to step forward to help Maria II, but she shook her head to stop:
　　
　　 "No, I feel I have some strength now, I'm going to the tower to see..."
　　
　　 "Your Majesty..."
　　
　　 Looking at the trembling look of Maria II, the maids and guards looked worried.
　　
　　 However, facing the majestic and unquestionable gaze of the queen, they finally had to lower their heads, fall behind them respectfully, and follow them to the tower in the palace.
　　
　　The tower of the Royal Palace is the tallest building in the entire palace, where you can overlook the beautiful sight of the entire city of Mania.
　　
　　 Maria II has always liked to climb the tower and overlook the scenery of the capital.
　　
　　 It’s just that since she became seriously ill two years ago, she never visited again...
　　
　　 Winster assisted the elderly queen and walked towards the tower.
　　
　　 The distance they can walk in at most five minutes on weekdays, they walked for twenty minutes intermittently.
　　
　　 And when she started climbing the tower, Maria II’s weak body was also exhausted. Every few steps she took, she had to pant and rest for a long time...
　　
　　 "Your Majesty...or... shall we go back?"
　　
　　 Looking at the empress's hard and painful look, Bishop Winster couldn't help but said.
　　
　　 Maria II did not answer, but shook her head firmly.
　　
　　 With her withered arms, one clutched the handrail tightly, holding on to Bishop Winster's shoulders all the time.
　　
　　 The trembling body was unprecedentedly firm.
　　
　　 Bishop Winster sighed secretly, and quietly turned a trace of faith into a blessing and sent it into Maria II's body.
　　
　　 Maria II gave a slight meal.
　　
　　 The next moment, her movements seemed a lot easier.
　　
　　 After an unknown period of time, the two finally reached the tower, the highest point of the Imperial Palace.
　　
　　 struggling to stand up from the support of Bishop Winster, and refused the help of the maid again. Maria II panted and supported the railing and came to the observation deck of the tower.
　　
　　 Standing on the stage, she looked beyond the tower, towards this beautiful city with the reputation of "Empire Light".
　　
　　 Here, the magnificent scenery of the entire Mannia city can be seen clearly, whether it is the tall landmark building in the outer city, Dororia Castle Prison, or the sacred and solemn eternal cathedral in the inner city.
　　
　　 Here, you can see the criss-cross streets in the city, the row upon row of elegant buildings, and the sparse pedestrians on the streets...
　　
Maria II's gaze swept across the steeple of the Eternal Cathedral, across the imperial flag flying on the sacred square, across the gloomy Dororian castle at the end of the main road, and finally stayed in the sky like a flame. In the red cloud...
　　
　　 The twilight is dim, the setting sun is like blood, and the end of the sky is like a golden-rimmed sunset, which is now round.
　　
　　 radiant, piercing eye mask like a dream and illusion, so unreal.
　　
　　 The church bells are ringing, and flocks of white pigeons fly from the square, flying around the high towers in the city.
　　
　　 The setting sun sprinkled golden splendor on the earth, and the entire Mannia city was covered with golden gauze like cicada wings, and even the earth was cast with a mysterious color.
　　
　　 Looking at the magnificent scenery under the afterglow of the setting sun, the queen's eyes were a little blurred.
　　
　　 She gently stretched out her hand and poked out into the air, seeming to want to grab something, but in the end, she slowly retracted...
　　
　　 "It's dusk..."
　　
　　 Maria II sighed softly.
　　
　　 "Yes, Your Majesty, it's already dusk."
　　
　　 Bishop Winster sighed.
　　
　　 Maria II nodded lightly, cast her turbid eyes into the distance, and finally stopped on the gray castle of the noble parliament building next to the sacred square.
　　
　　 The expression in her eyes suddenly became a little bleak.
　　
　　 "The Great Council... Isn't it over yet?"
　　
　　 she asked.
　　
　　 "Return to your Majesty, not yet."
　　
　　 Bishop Winster replied.
　　
　　 Hearing what he said, the old queen seemed to have thought of something, she sneered and shook her head slowly:
　　
　　 "Are you arguing about who will succeed to the throne? These moths have everything in their hearts, but there is no Holy Manian Empire..."
　　
Bishop Winster was silent and did not answer the topic of Maria II.
　　
　　 After Maria II said a few words, she seemed to lose interest when she saw that the other party did not respond.
　　
　　 She quietly watched the sunset on the horizon, without speaking any more.
　　
　　 Gradually, the sunset gradually reduced its light and became gentle.
　　
　　 It walked slowly like a person, slowly approaching the distant mountains.
　　
　　The brilliance is no longer dazzling, but a red ball, like a magic lamp with soft flames.
　　
　　 "Your Excellency, can I ask you something?"
　　
　　 Empress suddenly spoke again.
　　
　　 "Your Majesty, please speak."
　　
　　 Bishop Winster is respectful and authentic.
　　
　　 Maria II slowly turned back and looked at him.
　　
　　 There was a trace of silence in her turbid emerald eyes:
　　
　　 "Politics is cruel, but little Teresa is innocent."
　　
　　 "I never raised her as an heir. She should have been a carefree girl..."
　　
　　Speaking, Maria saw Bishop Winster, with a trace of prayer in her eyes:
　　
　　 "Your Excellency, if one day... Teresa is in trouble, can you help her in my friendship?"
　　
　　 After hearing what Maria II said, Bishop Winster sighed in his heart.
　　
　　 He knows.
　　
　　 Maria II’s heir shouldn’t have been Princess Teresa.
　　
　　 Her heir, she should have placed high hopes, and was already the only son of the legendary Sword Sage Grand Duke Xilin.
　　
　　 That is an excellent man and a qualified heir to the throne.
　　
　　 It’s a pity that in a rebellion a few years ago, the Grand Duke died in a duel with the leader of the rebel army, leaving only his young daughter Teresa...
　　
　　 "Your Majesty, I am the Cardinal Archbishop of the Empire and one of the electors of the Church. I will naturally support Princess Teresa when she encounters difficulties."
　　
　　 Bishop Winster replied.
　　
　　 Only, after listening to his response, Maria II didn't seem to be too satisfied.
　　
　　 She slowly lowered her eyelids, her voice a little lonely:
　　
　　 "Just...is the bishop?"
　　
　　 Bishop Winster was silent.
　　
　　 After a while, he opened his mouth to answer, but was stopped by the queen.
　　
　　 "Fine, that's it..."
　　
　　 "Wen Steqing, you... step back, I want to see the scenery here alone... I want to be quiet for a while..."
　　
　　 Maria II said.
　　
　　 Her voice no longer has a trace of fragility, but has completely restored its former majesty.
　　
　　 Majesty and alienation, alienation and loneliness.
　　
　　 Bishop Winster opened his mouth, staring blankly at the queen's back, and a trace of apologize flashed under his eyes.
　　
　　 After hesitating for a long time, he saluted the queen's back deeply:
　　
　　 "Yes, the sun of the empire, the great queen..."
　　
　　 Then, he retired slowly.
　　
　　 It's just that, at the top of the stairs to the tower, Bishop Winster couldn't help but stop.
　　
　　 He looked back at the empress who was getting smaller and smaller in the sunset, and sighed:
　　
　　 "Theresa...after all is my granddaughter, no matter when it comes, I will protect her life..."
　　
　　 "As long as I have a breath, I will protect her."
　　
　　 Upon hearing the words of Bishop Winster, Maria II's back trembled slightly.
　　
　　 She clenched her fingers tightly on the railing, and slowly released it.
　　
　　 Bishop Winster no longer stays.
　　
　　 He turned around and left the tower resolutely.
　　
　　 The imperial palace at dusk seems even more lonely.
　　
　　 I don’t know if it’s time for dinner, even the maids and guards seem to be missing a lot.
　　
　　 Bishop Winster walked alone on the avenue of the palace and walked outside the palace. His shadow was drawn very long in the sunset, and behind him, the magnificent palace had slowly sunk into darkness.
　　
　　 Suddenly, a piercing bell came from a distance, and Bishop Winster paused slightly.
　　
　　 The bell sounded not from the direction of the church, but from the imperial palace behind him.
　　
　　 And the bells in the palace will ring only when something major happens in the empire.
　　
　　 The last time it sounded was when the news of the death of Duke Xilin reached the capital a few years ago.
　　
　　 The sound of the bell was dull and heavy, deafening, twelve times, echoes echoed in the empty sunset sky... for a long time, there was no peace.
　　
　　 Hearing the bell, Bishop Winster couldn't help turning his head to look at the tower.
　　
　　 There was a trace of sadness, a trace of sentimentality, and a trace of blankness in the depths of his eyes.
　　
　　 Twelve bells ring, which represents only one thing in the history of the empire.
　　
　　The emperor of the empire has returned to the kingdom of the true god...
　　
　　 A gleam of sparkle flashed in the depths of Bishop Winster's eyes.
　　
　　 He wiped the corner of his eye lightly, and without hesitation, he walked out of the palace.
　　
　　 At this moment, Bishop Winster knew that with the ringing of the palace bell, the era of the past is slowly coming to an end...
　　
　　...
　　
Eternal Era On June 17, 1073, the queen who ruled the most powerful empire on the continent of Seggs for seventy years, Maria von Tres II died in the imperial palace tower, at the age of 84 .
　　
　　 And after three days, the great aristocrats of the empire finally overwhelmed the opposition of the small and medium aristocrats, and obtained the leadership of the parliament and the choice of the heir to the throne.
　　
　　 When she was less than 15 years old, Princess Teresa, the granddaughter of Mary II, won the election with five votes by the current six electors and one abstention, and was embraced by the nobility and the church as the new queen of the empire.
　　
　　 In order to distinguish another queen named Teresa in the history of the empire, the new queen of UU reading www.uukanshu.com is called Teresa II.
　　
　　 Seven days later, Teresa II was officially crowned emperor in the Eternal Cathedral.
　　
　　Because of the jihad, most of the nobles were unable to be present. In addition to the emptiness of the treasury after years of battle, this coronation looked rather shabby. Only the representatives of the nobles in the imperial aristocratic council and the court nobles participated.
　　
　　 But even so, the young girl finally officially took over the empire's scepter and put on a heavy crown.
　　
　　 One day after Teresa II succeeded to the throne, the imperial aristocratic council issued the first edict after the succession of the new emperor in the name of the queen, and formed a regent cabinet with the participation of the great aristocracy and the archbishop.
　　
　　 In order to win the victory of the Great Holy War, to defeat the ambitious heathens, and to replenish the empty treasury and the exhausted army, through the cabinet proposal, the imperial parliament passed the new tax bill and the enlistment bill unanimously.
　　
　　In the bill, the empire center released various restrictions on the nobility, and agreed to impose new taxes on the major territories, recruit more soldiers, and form a new aristocratic coalition.
　　
　　 When the news spread, there was an uproar across the empire, and people's grievances boiled over.
　　
　　
　　
　　 Embarrassing, too many settings, eating books.
　　
　　 Chapter 611 says that the empress is a legend, and it is corrected in time. That chapter has been changed to gold.