Chapter 849: Surpassing the Sun King

October 27th.

Paris.

Saint Michel Avenue was covered with a scarlet carpet, extending all the way to the front of Saint Michel Square.

The Swiss Guard, dressed in white uniforms with red patterns, stood with spears in hand on both sides of the road.

Behind them were countless Parisians—on this day, there was nothing else for the people of Paris to do, almost everyone gathered here awaiting the Crown Prince's entrance into the city.

Many had arrived two days earlier to queue up, just to secure a foothold.

Even those spectators twenty rows back, barely able to see what was happening on the avenue, had been waiting here since the early hours of the previous day.

At ten o'clock in the morning, as the continuous firing of cannons echoed, the crowd excitedly craned their necks to look.

In the distance, more than 50 military band members marched in formation, walking proudly with heads held high.