"Is the vote going to be so soon? I'm not ready, should I ......wait?"

Xia Zhe was a little nervous and talked nonsense at Caimmorton, so that the emperor himself didn't want to pay attention to the other party at all.

At this time, after a few minutes of mutual communication, the leaders present have already made a general decision in their hearts.

"Your Majesty the Emperor, Your Majesty the King, Your Excellency the Speaker, on behalf of the Heroes Association, I am willing to redefine the existence of the Blood Successor. ”

"Agreed. ”

"Abstaining. ”

"Agreed. ”

"Against. ”

"Against. ”

“……”

Obviously, more than half of them are opposed, and a few people who are unwilling to make a decision can only vote "abstaining", and most of those who choose to "agree" are close friends with Xia Zhe.

However, the outcome was not finalized, because, in addition to these attendees, there were also three leaders of the strongest countries on the continent, which was enough to change the outcome of the agenda.

Now there are 8 votes against, 3 abstentions, and 5 votes in favor, if two of the three leaders are willing to support Xia Zhe, then the issue of changing the status of the blood successor will turn from an ideal to a reality, because the leaders of the three host countries, one person counts as two votes.

Kaimmorton smiled at Xia Zhe and was the first to raise his hand, "I agree." ”

Xia Zhe breathed a sigh of relief, and then waited for the next "judgment".

"The old man abstained. The speaker of the SAARC gave an apologetic smile to Xia Zhe, originally when the domestic parliament was discussing this issue, it was asked Banner to vote against it, because the "blood successor slave trade" is a huge source of income for those moth-like parliamentarians, if the "son of the devil" of the blood successor is overturned, not only will the interests be greatly damaged, but it is more likely that those who oppose him will be caught and sent to the trial court or even guillotine for the crime of selling blood heirs.

Therefore, even if Banner is the speaker of SAARC, under the joint decision of the parliamentarians, it is not so easy to oppose.

In desperation, this old man with a lot of beard could only choose to "abstain" without helping.

Now, everyone's eyes are focused on the two Duchy of Itis, of course, the main attention is still the old regent, because in people's hearts, only Antahetir is the only master of the duchy now, even if the regent respects the little king very much in every way.

But Xia Zhe was an exception, he just looked at the underage king, and his eyes were full of hope and were extremely hot.

"You can understand, don't young people generally like to go against the old guys?"

Well, the strange thing in Xia Zhe's mind is definitely the first in the world.

There was a brief silence as if waiting for a cold winter, and the two of Etis finally made a move.

I saw that the regent got up slightly, stood behind the little king Phoebus II, bowed his head slightly, and said in an unusually respectful tone, "Your Majesty, the Duchy will always support any decision you make, and I will bring the glory of Your Majesty to the world, so please say your own decision." ”

The regent's words made the audience stunned, what this old guy is saying now is not to let the little king take charge of the government?

Let's not talk about whether the regent wants to be autocratic, but it is too early to let children who have little political experience make a decision on the direction of the world.

However, this is a family matter, and it is difficult for everyone present to express their opinions...... Except, of course, a certain idiot.

"Please, Your Majesty the King, I believe in your wisdom and martial arts, world-class meritorious achievements, and civil and martial arts...... We will definitely make the most correct decision for the future and for humanity. ”

There is no very rhythmic word that people can understand, so that people don't scratch their heads at all, but they feel that those words that seem to be very regular are really profound, very domineering, and sound very comfortable.

However, soon everyone felt that something was wrong, was Xia Zhe a bastard slapping ass? Even if this meeting does not pass, you can wait for the next time, otherwise, it is not impossible to negotiate with other countries alone in order to achieve the same goal, as for throwing your own face into the ground and trampling on it in front of everyone? After all, you are also the pinnacle of power on the mainland.

It's a pity that Xia Zhe is Xia Zhe, for the sake of those things he wants to do, he can do anything exaggerated, even if it is shameless.

"I ......" the little king broke away from the regent for the first time, and made his own decisions in such a formal setting, and even in such cases, his uncle did not consult with him at all. It wasn't like an uncle and nephew talking alone, so the little king instinctively feared and lost his most reliable support, and Phoebus II actually felt so weak.

However, under the disappointed eyes of the people around him, two affirmative and encouraging glances from different directions gave him a very special strength.

One was from the regent behind him, and the other was from Xia Zhe, who had just said a lot of things that no one understood.

It was precisely because of this only and most important support that the little king suddenly felt nervous or anything, he was the king of Etis.

For countless nights, the imagination and rehearsal of politics by himself kept flashing through his mind, and the possible consequences behind countless decisions were listed one by one.

Soon, Phoebus II, who had already prepared, showed a calm smile, which was the confident smile of the imminent rise of the principality.

At this moment, no one dared to ignore this little boy who had been hiding behind the regent, because now the iron-blooded old man was hiding behind the young king.

Giving Xia Zhe a grateful nod in return, Phoebus II sat down in his seat, his face sunken, his unusually calm expression like a far-sighted guide.

"Duchy of Itis...... Agree. Congratulations, President Xia Zhe. ”

At this moment, the issue of recognizing the official status of the blood successor became the result of 9 votes in favor, 8 votes against, and 5 abstentions.

And Xia Zhe, as the party concerned, cried instantly after hearing the news, which was far beyond his expectations, although he participated in this meeting with the determination to win, but it was really too dreamy to overthrow the ideas that had been ingrained for a hundred years.

Therefore, Xia Zhe, who had been going out in a mental disorder, did not listen to the content of the next meeting at all, but just laughed for a while, and cried silly for a while until the end of today's meeting.

Even after being sent back to the room by Wilde, Xia Zhe still seemed to be severely schizophrenic.

This is a distressing thing for the girls who take care of him.

However, the problem of the blood successor has been preliminarily resolved, but the pressure in everyone's heart has been released. Even Youxi, who has always been quiet, rarely showed a laughing appearance.

However, Xia Zhe didn't know at the moment that after he recovered from his chaotic emotions, a strange magic guide image that swept the entire continent would destroy his last shame.