"Then I'll do it first. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Kursius and Phyllis stepped up the steps together, facing the crowd, and proclaimed to them in an impassioned voice: "I advocate the abolition of the covenant with the dragon, and we have been under the protection of the dragon for so long, how can you not think about the ugliness of our present life?" Did relying too much on the covenant with the dragon cause thinking to stop? When war, plague, and famine strike the kingdom again, what can we do but be sycophants and welcome dragons? ”

This sentence immediately caused a big wave in Xuanyuan.

"Don't despise the covenant! It is precisely because of the alliance with the dragon in the past that the kingdom can survive the danger without excessive sacrifice...... The accumulation of history will not allow you to overthrow it! ”

The content of Kur's words made everyone present dumbfounded.

Basking in a gaze of astonishment and rage, Kursius raised his fist and told in an awe-inspiring voice.

"If it is destroyed without the protection of dragons, then this kind of kingdom might as well be destroyed. Excessive grace produces stagnation, stagnation begets depravity, and depravity rings the death knell, I think."

"You...... Do you mean to destroy the country?"

"Definitely. If there is no dragon, we will perish, then we will become dragons. Everything that the kingdom has relied on dragons up to this time should be borne by the king and his subjects."

So—Kursius paused.

"When I become king, I will ask the dragon to forget the covenant that has lasted to this day, and there is no way to sever the relationship because of this, because Lugnica, the pro-dragon kingdom, is not a dragon, but we wait."

「——」

"Suffering is waiting ahead, and perhaps the calamities that can be overcome with the power of dragons in the past, and even the accidents that override them are waiting for us, but I want to live without dishonoring my soul."

Lowering his voice, Kursiu shook his head and looked down.

"I've had doubts about the state of the kingdom since I was a kid, and I think this election is a God-given opportunity to correct it."

A style that goes head-to-head with the history of the kingdom - it is the qualification of a king.

"The Karsten family, headed by Lord Kursius, is the duke's family that has supported the history of the Kingdom of Lugnica for a long time, not only has a loyal and reliable family background to the country, but also runs the Duke's family as the head of the family at a young age, and Lord Kursius himself is unparalleled in his own talent, and he is completely the best choice for the king."

Reinhardt's evaluation of Kurhue is also very high, which A also agrees with, this woman is indeed very charismatic, heroic, and does not let women shave their eyebrows.

"Well, I understand Lord Kurshu's opinion. 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 for my kindness, 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 us who obey me—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 from 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.

"So, go ahead. In order, start with the person next to Master Kursus. ”

"Hmph, is it finally here? This is the turn of the concubine."

Priscilla and Al take the stage.

Rather than fancy dresses, the focused gaze is more like looking at trendy things. Priscilla didn't pay any attention to these glances, and held up her proud chest, while Al next to her gave him an impartial compliment.

"Then Lord Priscilla Baliyer, I'm sorry for you."

"Although I'm angry, just cooperate, let the old bones over there know the power of the concubine body, and then choose to obey the concubine body, right? It's as simple as it gets."

After saying that, she pulled out a fan from between the twin peaks of her chest, opened it with a snap, and chuckled while covering her mouth. That smile didn't match her pitiful appearance, it was a sadistic smile like a poisonous woman.

"—the Scarlet Bride, but it's terrifying."

It was like boiling hatred, and a very nasty sentence passed through the hall.

After Kursius's explosive speech, in an atmosphere that could not be called stable, the murmur was used as an opportunity for the solemn air to fill the hall.

"In addition to boredom, there is also boring and tasteless scolding, and I can't even be a lullaby when I get used to it."

Feeling bored from the bottom of her heart, Priscilla didn't hesitate to speak out and cut through the bad atmosphere of the Dominating Hall.

Judging from the reactions around her, the terrifying title of "Scarlet Bride" should be close to insult and contempt. Priscilla herself didn't mind, but she didn't deny it either.

"I've been concerned about it before, Balière...... Could it be that you are His Highness Rip Balliyer?"

It was McRotov who questioned Priscilla's statement.

"Well, I didn't see His Highness Lepp, what's wrong with him?"

"If you ask that lustful old man, he quickly became a cripple half a year ago, and he couldn't even tell the difference between dreams and reality, and then he just died suddenly a few days ago."

"Do you mean His Highness Lepp? Well, in that case, what is the relationship between His Royal Highness Lepp and Priscilla-sama?"

"It's a dead husband for the concubine, because I haven't even touched my fingers, so it's really only the name that matters."

In the face of a surprised McRotov, Priscilla talks about her partner's death to the point of no interest.

"Princess, how can you say that kind of talk is too pathetic?"

"Meaningless death, worthless life. The only meaning of keeping the old bones alive is to give up all that has been accumulated to the concubine, and therefore the house of Balière is a concubine."

Deaf to Al's words, Priscilla looked around as if to ask who else to complain about.

Her gaze raised the dissatisfaction in the audience, but in fact, no one dared to say it, not even Lee Celt, who was trying to defend Kur Xiu, did not have the courage to go to the object of the verbal battle.

"Well, I get the idea. His Highness Lace has been a friend of mine for many years, and I didn't expect to hear about his death here...... Mistress Priscilla's words are reasonable, and your claims are correct."

"Of course, I will walk on the road to becoming a king, all of which is the will of heaven to glorify the concubine."

There is no hesitation or doubt about this, and he is so confident that he is scared for no reason.

"You mean, God chose Yourself......

"Of course, after all, only things can happen in this world that are beneficial to concubines, so only concubines are suitable to be kings. No, the concubine will not hold any other position, you just have to prostrate and obey."

The shocking statement made everyone present speechless, and the only one who could maintain a normal heart among them was the man who took this arrogance as the fast and regarded the girl as the master.

"Princess, what do you get in return for following you?" Al said helplessly.

"Quite simply, following the concubine is tantamount to standing on the side of the victor, and the concubine allows the obedient to obtain what he desires by simply opening his mouth, and vice versa, nothing else, nothing more."

Priscilla, who lifted her orange hair and boldly let her hair fly in the air, turned her head leisurely.

After saying what she had to say and showing her attitude, she turned her back to the sage on the stage and returned to the center. Before following the back back, the retinue looked up at the platform.

"Although the statement is very good, what my princess said is correct. If you go to the princess, as long as you don't go against the princess's will, you will definitely get a reward - because it is God who chooses Priscilla. Grandpa's ...... Well, it's the late Lepp's realm that is recovering quickly, you should know that, right?"

Al threw a meaningful question to Marcus.

"In this regard, we have confirmed that after the death of His Highness Lepp Baliyer, the internal affairs of the realm will be carried out by Lord Priscilla...... and create unprecedented prosperity."

"On the surface, he is very proud, but he will fight for others...... Don't get me wrong. The strength of the princess lies in the fact that her guessing skills are at the level of genius, and only this point is the pinnacle."

「——」

"Okay, I'm glad to take refuge with the princess whenever you want, but I think it's better to be on the winner's side as soon as possible."

The master and servant both have inexplicable self-confidence, as if they have forgotten their modesty in their mother's womb. After returning to the ranks of candidates, the already tense air naturally eased.

"Pseudo-mothers and men's beauties, widows and people from other worlds who are rich and blessed by luck, the types are too diverse......

"Then the next one, Lord Anastasia and the knight Julius Euclius, please come ahead!"

The selection of the king is still going on, and the next one to be called is the purple-haired girl.

The girl responded cheerfully, but the hall was still filled with the lingering afterglow of Priscilla's heat. At this moment, Yurius raised his hand to the sky and waved it down.

The sound of cracking sounded, and the atmosphere was swept away without saying anything. Anastasia smiled and said "thank you", then stepped forward, with Yurius standing beside him.

In this way, the two most master-servant people in this king's election gathered in front.

"If you are strongly expected like the previous two, the burden is too heavy, and the Lun family will be very nerve-wracking. Couples who are too strong are not very welcome, so having no personality is the selling point of couples."

Anastasia smiled gently, her demeanor and smile restoring the temperature of the hall, which had been tense with urgency.

"So, the Lun family, Anastasia Hesin, wants to speak, and if the others are not happy to listen, please bear with me?"

"Below, the first knight of Lord Anastasia, by Julius Euclius, please have mercy."

Caressing the bangs, Rius reveals his presence in a posture that is refined to the point that there are no superfluous movements.

"Lord Anastasia, you were born in Kalaraki, for what purpose did you want to become king?"

"Ah—I really care about it, the origin of the Lun family."

Although it is a matter of course, there are divisions between countries and nations not only in the world, but also in the world itself. Although the height of its demarcation is unknown, and despite the urgency of the situation, it generally does not give up the throne of the king of his country to someone from other countries.

Everyone in the hall held their breath, and Anastasia, surrounded by tension, smiled lightly.

"I'm nervous to be so excited. It is a pity that the Lun family does not have the great ambitions of Miss Kurshau, nor does it have the heroic self-confidence that Miss Priscilla should have been elected."

"Because the dragon balls reacted, they pushed the boat here—you probably wouldn't say that, would you?"

"Ahaha, if that's the case, the Lun family wouldn't have come to this kind of place. Of course, the Lun family also has its own purpose - in fact, the Lun family has a little more desires than others."

McRotov's questioning elicited a light-hearted remark from Anastasia sticking out her tongue.

The speech, which was far from the expected and atmospheric atmosphere, made most of the people in the room suspect that they had heard it wrong.

"This is an innate desire, but when I was a child, my materialistic desire was stronger than ordinary people, and I became a businessman like this, and I thought that in addition to my sense of smell for money, my attachment to money was also one of the reasons."

"Attached?"

"At first, I was just a helper in a small chamber of commerce, but I helped a lot by giving a little opinion on the practices of the people in the store, and after a few times, I became able to intervene in large transactions, and my life began to be so easy that I could forget the life of the lowest class. But even though life has become easier, there is still no freedom, and Endiu has become less free."

Counting the stages she had crossed, Anastasia shook her head.

「…… Well, why is that?"

"That's the horror of desire. The main reason is that the number of things that can be seen with the eyes and touched by the hands has increased, so the number of things that you want to grasp has also increased. This wants, that wants, it's not enough, no matter how much it is—and then, when you come to your senses, you're here."

Anastasia smiled and pointed to the soles of her feet, which represented the royal city, which was very clear.

"The Lun family is very greedy and wants everything, but the Lun family has never been satisfied, and has not experienced a real sense of sufficiency, so the Lun family wants their own country."

"Are you putting the kingdom on the scales of materialism?"

"The Lun family hopes that the balance can be broken because of this, and it can't be put into the Lun family's container, which means that the Lun family is satisfied."

McRotov's persuasion drew a smile that Anastasia didn't want to mess with.

In other words, her reason for aiming for the throne can be asserted as "desire".

Anastasia looked around at the faces of everyone in the hall.

"--It's good to be a thing of the Lun family?"

She smiled softly, like the first impression she made in this hall.

But hidden underneath this mildness is an unresolved, maddened longing.

Her idea itself is very popular, but because of this, her idea is so simple.

She obeyed her desires and longed for the throne, and promised to do everything in her power to make the kingdom prosperous from the moment she received it. Her personality is not to give up when she gets it, but to make it even more extreme, and what she just said conveys this message.

"Well, Annathasia-sama's claim is very strong, is there anything Knight Julius has anything to say?"

After the master's speech, it was followed by the entourage's time of solidarity. The previous two said that their master had the qualifications of a king, but Yurius, who walked forward, gestured with his hand to Anastasia.

"In layman's terms, Anastasia is a collection of desires, but on the other hand, it is a manifestation of self-motivation and affection. On the other hand, from the manager's point of view, she can make decisions that should not be emotional. As a politician, this qualification is indispensable."

"Well, that's true."

"By the way, as the man said, Lord Anastasia's business prowess is exactly what the kingdom desperately desires today. Repeated conflicts with our neighbors, especially the cost of the war caused by the small wars with the Imperial Territories, and the ****** last year have made the financial situation of the Kingdom of Lugnica even worse, and if Lord Anastasia becomes king, it will definitely greatly increase the country's economic strength. Since Heaven is going to choose a king, then he doesn't think about it except Lord Anastasia. I swear by my loyalty to the royal family and to the kingdom that Anastasia is the right man to be king—thank you for listening."

As Reus ends his speech to the audience with the movements of a stage actor, the people present, who are engulfed by the atmosphere he creates, all come back to their senses and look at the master and servant on the stage again.

"Knight Julius, you've spoken your mind."

Even in the middle of it, the calm Marcos still has no change in his face.

I got used to the attitude of the head of the Knights, and Rius said, "Yes, thank you." Just go back to Anastasia.

"You're wonderful, Lord Anastasia, a flower like you should bloom on such an occasion."

"Good, thank you. Ahh

With his palm to his face, the red-faced Anastasia led Yurius back to the ranks of candidates.

In this way, the time for the third camp of candidates to make a statement ends, and the next person in order is......

"The next candidate, then, Mistress Amilia."

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

Among the candidates, she looked up when her name was called, and her white and beautiful face was mixed with feelings painted with unease and strong determination.

"Yes!"

Emilia stepped forward, her king's choice, and now about to begin.

"Wait a minute!"

A loud voice resounded throughout the audience, and everyone's eyes were invariably focused on the owner of the voice.

In the Order, young men with white robes embroidered with gold trim attended.

"Can you reverse the order? Firut and Reinhardt will go first, and the final speech will be left to me and Emilia, is that okay? ”

A said.