"Well, I understand Lord Kurshu's opinion. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info So, Knight Felix Argyle, do you have anything to say?"

After listening to Kurtius's assertion, McRotov turned to Phyllis next to him this time.

From the standpoint of the entourage, it means solidarity with the master.

"Thanks a blessing, but I don't have anything to add. Master Kursius thinks as he has just said, and the correctness of what Master Kursius does will be proved by the history of future generations and by the obedient us, who I have no doubt that my master will become king. ”

Phyllis, who had bent her slender waist seriously, turned her great trust into words, and then her expression returned to her cute appearance, smiling at Kursiu beside her.

"Master Kursius is perfect at all times, and Filip-chan can't help herself. ”

"Sometimes I don't understand what Phyllis is talking about—but I allow it, because you won't do anything bad to me. ”

Looking at Phyllis, Kursius's eyes were soft, and others could see that they had a good relationship.

"Okay, I've finally heard what one of the candidates thinks...... Well, although the content at the beginning made quite a splash. ”

Kurshu's expression of faith came to an end, and McRotov made a simple summary. The policy of the most powerful candidate is a bolt from the blue for the Wise Men Association and the civil servants.

Her conversation just now may cause her to lose many of the votes she had to win.

However, if you listen to Fang Cai's speech and support her, you will achieve great trust.

And the next two are Priscilla and Anastasia, their declarations are the same as in the original, but they can't make Clyde feel the slightest favor, one is arrogant and the other is longing····· Or the desire is too strong.

But the end is not these two, it is Emilia after that········

"The next candidate, then, Mistress Amilia. ”

After a moment of silence, the silver-haired girl, who had remained quiet until now, was called.

When her name was called, she looked up, her white and beautiful side face mixed with feelings painted with unease and strong determination, but she was also followed by the foreign knight Clyde.

"Yes!" Emilia stepped forward, her royal election now about to begin.

Sensing something wrong with her way of walking as she reached the center, Emilia returned to normal with her hands and feet—and just like that, she took the Magi's gaze and walked to the center of the hall.

However, the whispering did not stop, and the word "half-demon" passed Clyde's hearing ear several times.

"For the first time you meet the Wise Brothers, my name is Amilia, I don't have a surname, please call me Amilia. ”

"Lord Emilia's recommendation was originally Rozval L. Mezzas, but for special reasons, Rozval L. Mezzas could not come, so he was replaced by Lower Clyde Zekin, who also served as a knight of the guard. "Clyde's words and deeds are very formal, and it is impossible to find the slightest problem.

Because of this, those sages can't make things difficult for Clyde, and the status of foreign knights is ······ In the absence of a king, the country simply could not withstand a large-scale war.

If the insult to Clyde is seen as a provocation by a country that sends troops against them·······

Then there is no need for the king's election meeting.

"Your Excellency, half of your blood is from humans and the other half is an elf—that is, half-elf?"

At this time, it was the bald old man who was sitting in the seat of the Wise Men Society.

The big old man said with disdain on his forehead, glaring at Emilia with a look of disgust.

"Filthy and filthy, let the silver-haired half-demon run into the throne hall, what is it, why no one found out!"

"Your Highness Bordeaux, you are serious. ”

"His Highness McRotov should know about it, right? Isn't the silver-haired half-demon the face of the [Jealous Witch]! In the past, he devoured half the world and forced all living beings into the embodiment of destruction in despair and chaos, do you dare to say that you don't know!"

“·········”

Just her appearance and background, you can imagine how many people will be frightened. To put such an being on the throne? I can't imagine it. It's okay to be told by other countries and citizens that we're crazy, but don't forget that this is Lugnica, the land of witches, the kingdom of dragons!"

Bordeaux, who stomped hard with his hands outstretched, was under heavy artillery fire and rude. Emilia didn't react to his attitude, but the air in the arena dropped to freezing in one go.

"Your Excellency Bordeaux, please retract what you have just said!"

Clyde's eyes narrowed slightly, and the momentum that had suppressed everyone before rose again, making Rhein Harut subconsciously put his hand on the dragon sword.

And the knights who vaguely saw the dragon sword loosening in Rheinharut's hand couldn't help but look at Clyde above in shock!

That sword is self-aware, and if it judges that the opponent is not qualified to unsheath, it cannot be used, and now looking at the appearance of that sword being unsheathed, it means that Clyde has the same strength as Rheinharut as a [Juggernaut]!!

"By the way, Sir Bordeaux, have you forgotten? What you said constitutes the problem does not mean anything to the king's election, does it?"

"You······ What the hell do you mean?" Bordeaux, who was completely suppressed by Clyde's momentum, could only grit his teeth to prevent himself from losing his temper, and even spoke tremblingly.

"Mimeria-sama is an existence chosen by Dragon Ball, and under this important premise, there is no doubt about whether she is qualified to succeed to the throne, right~"

"In other words, it was her idea whether or not Emilia wanted to be king, and it was her idea to help the country, and it didn't matter if she was just chosen, and it didn't matter if she came to this meeting, after all, ········"

"It's not a king's coronation, is it?"

"Bold !!"

"What a mouthful! You and the silver-haired half-demon are indeed people with bad intentions for the kingdom. ”

"Before you even started the choice, you already set your sights on the throne·······?

The sages present who did not have the slightest affection for Emilia suddenly burst out of their mouths, making Clyde begin to wonder if this group of people had mental problems, one by one they said that they were sages, but in fact they were the same as shrews scolding the street!

"Gram······· Clyde! you ····· You're too much!" Emilia said to Clyde with a nervous expression, and if she angered the sages so much, she was afraid that Clyde would most likely be retaliated by them.

"So, let me last me, my sages, ········ you?"

"Arrogant?"

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The second update of the two daily shifts!(To be continued.) )