Deathly silence.

Conod remained motionless, his face as cold as ice, and Duke Nolan Ode was still smiling arrogantly, unabashedly staring at His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

In addition to Loren and Yuli Wirtz, even Ruben and Salica, the two thick lines of "watching the excitement is not a big deal", also closed their mouths nervously, and the four pairs of eyes kept moving at both ends of the round table.

This is no longer the tip of the needle against the wheat, but you can see the blood flying!

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, ahem......"

It took a long time for Corona to cough a few times in succession, interrupting the embarrassment stiffly.

"Ahem, ahem... Since His Royal Highness Conod also belongs to the royal family of de Salion, this kind of problem is really a thing of the past for His Royal Highness. Corona pretended to be a little difficult and said indifferently: "As the crown prince, His Royal Highness must always be concerned about the safety of the empire, why would he think of letting others bear such a burden for him?"

"Naturally, from a legal point of view, the imperial throne should belong to His Highness, but since it is to be promoted, then it is up to the dukes to talk about it to see if there is a more suitable candidate than His Royal Highness Conrad, and it can be discussed again!"

Corona's meaning is very straightforward - the premise of this discussion is no longer to nominate the emperor, but to propose other candidates to see if there will be a better candidate than His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who can compete with His Highness.

That is to say, you don't have to worry about it, and the candidates you recommend no longer have any prerequisites attached, and you can say whoever you want.

After saying this, Conod's expression improved slightly.

Nolan Ode still has a somewhat hideous smile on the corner of his mouth, and he looks like he is in control.

Sensing that the atmosphere in the hall was much more relaxed, Master Corona took the lead in standing up and elected the Minister of War of the Imperial Cabinet, Severin de Salion.

The reason is also very simple - as an older member of the royal family today, although he is a side line, he has a lot of military experience and has led many battles, and his experience will definitely be needed in the next Azorean elf invasion.

The lord of Ellemont, Julie Wirtz, abstained from voting, and in his opinion such a thing was nothing at all, meaningless and ineffective... And he hates talking nonsense and gossiping.

Ruben Fried was about to stand up, but after being glared at by the black-haired wizard a few more times under Yuli Wirtz's eyes that could really kill, he finally gave up.

Regardless of Salika Jonah promoted the eldest princess, Phillonay de Salion. The reason is simpler - she is a woman, but she is more like a man than most knights.

Nolan Ode's face did not change and he elected Brandon de Salion... Because Brandon is the dragon rider, and the dragon is the first prerequisite for Arles to submit to the Empire.

Of course, his true purpose is clear to everyone present... It doesn't matter who you promote, it's going to disgust and disgust Conod anyway.

"My opinion remains the same – for the current Empire, His Highness Connad de Salion is the most suitable person for the Empire. ”

The black-haired wizard with an unchanged face said flatly: "Reasons and reasons... I have made this very clear in the previous 'Imperial Manifesto'. ”

"And my thoughts are the same as Duke Yuli Wirtz, there is nothing to talk about in this matter, and the coronation ceremony as soon as possible, so that the empire has an emperor, is the most important thing at the moment!"

Corona, who pursed the corners of her mouth, didn't say anything, just winked at the black-haired wizard.

"So... The final decision is back in your hands, Your Highness the Crown Prince. Nolan Ode, who smiled again, turned his gaze back to Conod:

"Look, because of Duke Byrne's loyalty, now that you only need to open Chrysostom, there will be no one in the empire who can compete with you. ”

Facing the aggressive gaze of the Duke of Arles, the iron-faced Connad stood in place, not saying a word.

The atmosphere that Master Corona had managed to ease became depressed again.

Another dilemma... Loren, who had a flat expression, kept sweeping his gaze towards Nolan Ode.

If Connad said any of the names, it proved that he thought there was a more suitable prince in the empire than he was;

If he chooses himself... The troublesome Duke of Arles will definitely take advantage of the opportunity to make trouble.

So, Conod de Salion, how exactly are you going to turn this situation around that is almost dead......

"Brandon de Salion. ”

Conod, whose face was as heavy as water, stared at Nolan Ode, and said the name clearly word by word:

"If it's me... I would choose Brandon de Salion. ”

At this moment, the hall of the Order was real, deadly silence.

From Master Corona to Salika Jonah beside Loren, they were all stunned, so stunned that they opened their mouths but couldn't speak.

At this moment, Nolan Ode finally couldn't laugh anymore, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

All of you here... No one expected Conod to say the name!

Loren, who had always been silent, suddenly sensed something faintly, and stared at Nolan Ode, who was stunned.

No, there's a scam in this... No matter how much the Duke of Arles tried to make a block for the de Salion family, he would not deliberately stir up trouble in the Heavenly Dome Palace to seek death......;

"Yes, if I had to choose, I would choose Brandon de Salion. ”

Connod, who didn't care about the eyes around him at all, continued to speak: "The reason is just as simple, he is the last dragon rider in the royal family, the second in line to the throne of the empire, and he deserves the qualifications to become the emperor. ”

"Especially at this critical juncture, a dragon rider... It will bring great security and confidence to the Empire and to all the warriors who are about to fight the enemy, and when the dragon spreads its wings and the dragon burns the earth, everyone will believe that the Empire will win, de Salion... Win. ”

"Therefore I elect Brandon de Salion as the thirteenth Emperor of the Empire......;

Conod paused, and his indifferent and solemn eyes swept over the faces of every duke in front of the table: "Distinguished dukes, you seem to have forgotten one thing, one person. ”

"That is, we are still living in the twelfth generation, and the twelfth generation of emperors... Your Majesty the Emperor, I have chosen to inherit this empire!"

"So the dukes... You can nominate any de Salion to compete or confront me, and to elect the right person in your heart, who can bring you benefits. ”

"But ask yourself, your choice... Will we save the Empire, or will we drag the Empire into a hell called 'Split' before the Azorean elves invade?"

"As our Duke of Loren Turin described. ”

In front of the round table, none of the people with different expressions spoke.

The black-haired wizard still didn't speak, his dark pupils locked on Nolan Ode's body, and his expression was unwavering.

I see......

From the appearance of Nolan Ode to the time he began to make trouble in this meeting, all kinds of obstacles to Conod, Loren has always had a delusion... The Duke of Arles had already reached some kind of agreement with Brandon de Salion.

And the other party's performance also proves this very well - whether it is interrupting Conod's rhythm or proposing the so-called "one person, one vote, elect the emperor", it is like constantly building momentum for Brandon and weakening Connad's voice and influence in this knight meeting.

But now it seems that this meeting of the Edgeworth Knights is a double reed play directed and performed by two people... The long-standing conflict between the Duchy of Arles and the royal family makes for a good target, and Nolan Ode's first attack will silence everyone who remains.

The Archon of Ebolden on the side of the wizards, the Duke of Lothair who vacillates between the church and Byrne, the eternally neutral Yuri Wirtz, and the lively Salika Jonah... and Duke Byrne, who supported Brandon, Loren himself.

Connad de Salion, in this way, left six principalities with completely different interests speechless - retreat as advance, and oppress people with "righteousness"... It's almost exactly the same routine as Loren.

The only difference is that Loren is only targeting him Conod, while His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is using this trick to suppress all the dukes, and even the entire empire!

Loren's eyes, who finally understood, became more and more solemn, and his hands pressed the armrests of the chair, and the green tendons were unnaturally exposed.

"Who else has any objections?"

An indifferent questioner rang out under the ceiling of the Knights' Hall.

He was answered only by silence.

None of the dukes with different faces spoke, and Nolan Ode, who had just danced the most, was surprisingly silent at the moment.

"Since you have no objections, as the Supreme Emperor who is about to be crowned the thirteenth generation of the Empire, I hereby solemnly declare ......"

With an unmistakable tone, Connad de Salion... At this moment, like the supreme emperor, he said in a deep voice to the dukes present:

"From this moment on, from the northernmost Boundary Mountain of the Empire to the southernmost Mountain Rock Fortress, from the dense forests of the Deep Forest Fort to the Centaur Gobi ...... of the Great Green Sea"

"All the lands of the Sakran Empire, all the villages, all the towns, all the castles, all the people, young and old, men and women, must obey the call of the Empire and fight against the invading enemy forces!"

"Since the Azorean elves have started this war, then we will accompany them to carry the war to the end, until the blood is shed, the ashes are gone, and the country is ruined!"

"Let me remind you once again... This is no longer a battle of patriotism, a battle of dignity, but only one of the two races that coexist in the world will continue to rule the world until the end comes!"

"Anyone who turns his back on this war will no longer be an enemy of the Empire, but an enemy of our entire race - to turn his back on the war, to turn his back on the Emperor, is to turn his back on your race. ”

"And I assure you, for those who turn their backs on their people... The Empire will turn their backs on them and make them disappear from this world completely!"

"There is no flesh and bones!"

The heavy words fell, leaving only echoes floating in the hall, but still exuding a bloody murderous aura.

No one spoke, and the dukes around the round table could even hear each other's breathing.

Until the next second......

"Bang ————!!!!"

The door was slammed open.

Everyone at the round table turned their heads at the same time, looking at the figure who walked in in shock.

Connod's face turned blue again.

The black-haired wizard who closed his eyes sighed helplessly.

I thought that I could solve this matter at the lowest cost, but in the end, did it come to this point?

"Yo yo yo, everybody's here. ”

The voice of the voice was frivolous, with a hint of casualness, and he staggered into the hall step by step.

"I'm really sorry to interrupt your chat so suddenly, but ......"

He slowly raised his head and looked at Conrad de Salion with an indifferent face with a childlike smile:

"You seem to have forgotten me, my dearest brother Conrad de Salion. ”

"Invade the Azorean elves and be crowned the supreme emperor of the thirteenth generation of the empire... With so many important things, how can you not invite me?"

"Or do you say that my dear royal brother has given my brother who is not very obedient... Forgot?"

He didn't pay any attention to the stunned stares around him, and looked at Conod defiantly, not forgetting to throw a flying eye at the black-haired wizard.

Resisting the urge to roll his eyes, Loren quietly watched Brandon's performance.

"Why are you here?" Conod said indifferently, "According to the arrangement of my father's death, you should be in Boi now, in the barracks of the Crusade Corps. ”

"Yes, but I'm here now, standing right in front of you. With a snap of his fingers, His Royal Highness the Prince, who was embarrassed and embarrassed, opened his arms and snorted very disdainfully: "Don't play stupid, my esteemed brother, anyone who looks up should know that I'm coming, or do you think there can be a second dragon rider in this world besides me?"

This is tantamount to completely picking out the words, and there is no cover up at all.

"Even so, this is the headquarters of the Edgeworth, and only members of the Order can participate in this meeting. Conod said:

"Brandon, you... Not qualified to stand here!"

"Yes, but I'm already here, and there's a seat here. Brandon's smile became brighter and more arrogant: "So in that case, my dear Royal Highness, what are you going to do with me?"

Connod's expression became more and more ugly.

"Bang!"

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince slammed the chair, his blood-red pupils as sharp as swords, sweeping across the faces of everyone around the round table.

It's chilling.

"In that case, then there is only one thing I can do...... "Conod said coldly:

"Edgeworth, disbanded now!"

The dukes, who looked different, got up one after another, turned around and left their respective positions.

In the dead hall, only the black-haired wizard was left.

... And a certain proud Royal Highness.