However, Priscilla stretched her waist slightly, found a comfortable position to sit leaning on Rowan, and then glanced at Emilia and said, "Oh~ yes, what evidence do you have to prove that the position I did should belong to you?" ”

Seeing Priscilla closer to Rowan, even Emilia, who has always been gentle in her heart, could not tolerate it, and just as she was about to continue arguing with Priscilla, McRotov's voice suddenly echoed in the entire Dragonborn Hall: "Ahem, five highnesses, nobles, I am glad that you can come here tonight to participate in this grand dinner to celebrate the beginning of the election of the Dragonborn Kingdom, so first, I would like to invite the five candidates for the throne of our Dragonborn Kingdom to the stage." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Hearing McRotov's words, Rowan was slightly stunned, and then he saw that McRotov, who was still dressed exactly in the same costume as in the morning, was standing in front of the throne where the five candidates for the throne in the morning were speaking.

Then Rowan heard Priscilla beside him say a little impatiently: "Phew, it's really a troublesome and pointless thing, when I become the king of the dragonborn, I must make a law to reduce the number of speeches before any events." With that, Priscilla slowly stood up, turned around and smiled at Rowan and said, "Rowan~ I'll go up first, I'll come to you later." ”

With that, she stepped on her high heels and walked towards where McRotov was.

Emilia also sighed helplessly, and then said to Rowan: "Rowan, I will come to you later." With that, she also walked quickly to where McRotov was.

And Filut also stood up at this time, at this time Filut was not as calm as Emilia and Priscilla, but there was some nervous look on her face, Rowan looked at her nervous and uneasy look, smiled slightly, and then gently touched her little head, looked at her and said: "Okay, don't worry, it's just to go up and show you the demeanor of your candidates for the throne, don't be nervous, I will always watch you." ”

Filut felt the warmth in her head, and heard Rowan's gentle words, the tension in her heart instantly dissipated a lot, she smiled at Rowan, then nodded, and then walked towards where McRotov was.

A few minutes later, Kurciu, Filut, Priscilla, Emilia, and Anastasia were already standing where they had spoken in the morning, and the nobles in the Dragonborn Hall also looked at the candidate for the throne that they supported in their hearts, Rowan glanced at the nobles in the Dragonborn Hall slightly, among the five daughters, Kurshu and Priscilla gathered the most eyes, Anastasia and Emilia were second, and Filut had no nobles at all to look over.

Seeing this scene, Rowan sighed slightly, and thought in his mind: "It seems that although Filut has become one of the five candidates for the throne, she is simply regarded as the person who is used to gather the five candidates for the throne in the prophecy of the dragon wall, and no one really wants Filut to become the king of the dragonborn, alas." Thinking of this, Rowan shook his head helplessly, and then straightened his expression again, looking at Filut with encouraging eyes.

And Filut also happened to look at Rowan at this time, after seeing the look of encouragement in Rowan's eyes, the tension that was rising again in Filute's heart completely dissipated, and she winked at Rowan with a smile in her eyes.

Rowan also noticed Filut's eyes, which made him smile, and then he nodded at Filute, and then looked at McRotov, waiting for his next words and actions.

After seeing that the five daughters had all stood up, McRotov continued: "Okay, these are the five candidates for the throne of our Dragonborn Kingdom, Filut. Akatosh. His Royal Highness Septin, Priscilla. His Highness Barriyère, Kurciu. His Royal Highness Karsten, His Royal Highness Emilia and Anastasia. His Highness Hexin! Let us pay them our highest respect! ”

After saying that, McRotov and the elders of the Council of Sages and the other nobles saluted the five daughters.

After everyone had finished saluting, McRotov smiled and nodded, and then said, "Very well, then next, I would like to invite the five candidates for the throne to speak before the start of this dinner. Akatosh. His Highness Septin! ”

Hearing McRotov call out her name, Filut was slightly stunned, and then she immediately looked at Rowan, who gave Filut an encouraging look directly.

After seeing Rowan's eyes, Filut took a deep breath, and then slowly came to the place where she spoke, she looked at the various expressions on the faces of all the nobles in the Dragonborn Hall, and slowly spoke:

"My name is Firut. Akatosh. Saiputin, one of the candidates for the throne this time, I know that all of you here should already know about my background, so you may think that I can't sit in the position of King of the Dragonborn, but I will tell you now that I am Philut. Akatosh. Septin! Destined to ascend to the throne of the King of the Dragonborn! ”

After Filut finished speaking, he walked back to where he had stood without looking back.

And the nobles in the hall were also shocked by Filut's rude but imposing behavior, and they exchanged their heads one after another.

McRotov, still smiling, said to Priscilla, "So, Priscilla. Your Highness, I would like to give you the floor. ”

After hearing this, Priscilla walked directly to the place where she spoke, looked at the other nobles in the Dragonborn Hall with a haughty gaze and said, "I, Priscilla. Barrière is completely different from the other people who are either rude, impure, or uneducated, I have the noblest blood, the best education, the best appearance, so I Priscilla. Barriel is destined to become the King of the Dragonborn!

Then all of you present who will become my subordinates in the future, enjoy this grand dinner tonight. After saying that, she also returned to her position with grace.

Those belong to Priscilla. The people of the Barriel faction listened to Priscilla's speech, and their eyes showed approval and respect, while the nobles of the other factions all looked at the people of the Priscilla faction with some disgust and snorted disdainfully.

Next, McRotov said to Kursup: "Then go on, Kurshu. Your Highness Karsten, you have the floor. ”