Zhuge Liang handled all the specific matters of the king's crown.

The king's crowning was naturally different from usual. Although the time was rushed, the time it took was still half a month.

In the past half a month, Zhuge Liang asked about everything from security work to banquet dishes one by one. If Lin Feng came to do it, he would probably have to blow up his head.

After half a month of busy life, the VIPs who came to attend the coronation ceremony were basically here.

The king's coronation ceremony also began on time.

At noon that day, the weather was clear and the sun was shining. This kind of weather was very rare for King's Landing City, which was about to arrive in winter, as if God was favoring it.

The coronation ceremony was held in the cathedral in the central square. This church has witnessed the birth of countless kings and can be said to be the most sacred place in the hearts of everyone in the King's Landing City.

Of course, with the efforts of Zhang Sanfeng and Master Xuanzang, there are already some steadfast believers in the city, and the influence of the cathedral is no longer that high.

The king's crowning ceremony begins on time at 12 o'clock.

The invited guests entered the cathedral and looked for seats to sit down.

Lin Feng was abnormal and did not have a gorgeous crown, but a black battle robe with a sword and armor.

Lin Feng's cheap mother was still a wife, and his sister and others followed closely behind. The three of them looked different, but overall there was nothing unusual.

In fact, his cheap mother and sister support Lin Feng as the king, but his wife is a little worried. After all, in her educational cognition, the king without the blessing of the Seven Gods will not have a good future.

She mentioned this to Lin Feng, but Lin Feng didn't care and refused his wife in a few words.

Although Lin Feng, a cheap wife, was unhappy, she was not happy and said anything. She was just worried.

Apart from that, Lin Feng has nothing to do.

The auspicious time has come, and the sound of celebratory music is immediately resounding inside and outside the cathedral. The guests coming and going immediately stood up and kept slapping their hands.

Applause accompanied by cheers, Lin Feng walked into the cathedral in the eyes of everyone.

Behind Lin Feng, Dian Wei and Zhao Yun were followed.

As for Ma Chao, Guan Yu and Zhuge Liang, they stood in several directions and controlled the safety work of the entire venue.

Dian Wei's iron halberd was replaced with a long sword, but Zhao Yun was still carrying a gentian silver spear.

The two of them followed Lin Feng, one left and one right.

Everyone in the cathedral was shocked to see Lin Feng dressed like this and Dian Wei and his two weapons. They really couldn't figure out what Lin Feng was going to do.

After all, according to convention, the king should be crowned for three days, burning incense and praying, and the gorgeous clothes should be specially sewn in the king's robe, rather than wearing black armor.

Although everyone was confused, they tried not to speak up and did not dare to say anything.

Mrs. Stark's expression was complicated and sentimental. She sighed and observed silently when her son came to this point.

If her husband was still alive, he would probably have stopped his son from ascending the throne, but now he is dead and cannot stop Lin Feng at all.

The former king caused this scene, so Mrs. Stark felt more happy than melancholy.

Lin Feng walked towards the church in front of everyone's cheers. In the middle of the church, a big belly leader was waiting for him.

According to the customs of the seven kingdoms, if a king is crowned, he must be crowned by a leader.

The king had to kneel down and receive the baptism of the leader.

Lin Feng, Dian Wei and Zhao Yun walked towards the right leader together.

The leader looked at Lin Feng walking towards him, and immediately straightened his stomach to make himself look more energetic.

As the representative of the Seven Gods on earth, he has performed coronation rituals on the two kings one after another. In his opinion, this is a very glorious thing.

After all, the communist rulers of the seven kingdoms need to kneel in front of him and receive his baptism and caress. Can anyone do this?

Nothing at all!

The Archbishop named Brack, thought of this and immediately laughed.

Just as Brack took back his mind, Lin Feng and the other two had already arrived in front of him.

Seeing Lin Feng arrive, Brack immediately took a step forward and said according to the convention: "I, Bracktheon, the messenger of the Seven Gods, and the Archbishop of the Red Hall, now announce the beginning of the king's coronation ceremony!"

As Brack's voice fell, the crackling sound of firecrackers immediately sounded outside the door, as if cheering for Lin Feng again.

The sound of firecrackers that could be heard almost half of the city took about ten minutes before slowly stopping.

When the firecrackers were heard, Brack then stood up and continued, "I, Bracktheon, the messenger of the Seven Gods, here on behalf of the Seven Gods, ask Robert Stark, are you willing to become the king of the Seven Kingdoms and the guardian of the entire Seven Kingdoms?"

Lin Feng stood there without any hesitation, nodded, and said blankly: "I do!"

Brack smiled in his heart, and then continued to ask some questions about the people and the Seven Gods as usual.

Lin Feng answered one by one without any stagnation.

Things seemed to go very smoothly, and soon reached the last step. Brack said with a serious expression: "Now, Robert Stark, please kneel down and receive the blessings and baptisms of the Seven Gods!"

After saying this, Brack felt very happy. Every time he went through this stage, he felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction when he saw the king kneeling down on him.

But after he finished speaking for a long time, he didn't see Lin Feng taking any action.

Brack thought Lin Feng hadn't heard it, and said again, "Rob Stark, please kneel down and accept the blessings and baptisms of the Seven Gods!"

Lin Feng still did not move.

There was a sudden noise in the cathedral. Everyone was discussing the situation in front of them, and they were very puzzled about what Lin Feng wanted to do.

Brack felt his face disgrace, and he said with some displeasure: "Rob Stark asks you to kneel down and accept the blessings of the Seven Gods! Don't you want the Seven Gods to bless you?"

The noise in the cathedral is even more lively.

It was not until Brack was a little angry that Lin Feng took a little action.

He raised his hand gently, took out his ears, and said with some ease: "Of course I want to accept the blessings and baptisms of the Seven Gods."

Speaking of this, Lin Feng paused for a moment until everyone was itchy, and then continued: "But, I am a person with hard legs and can't kneel down, and I don't like to kneel down, what do you think I should do?"

"What do you think of?!"
Chapter completed!