All the people who entered the council hall were naturally divided into two camps, and they did not interact with each other, and even fought against each other.

On one side are the knights of the Knights of the Guards, uniformly wearing uniforms based on white, with knightly swords at their waists, all of them are young and handsome, and their appearance, figure and temperament are more than one by one, and among them, Lai Aotian and Julius are the most, it is simply a concentration camp for beautiful men, and the only slightly older is Marcos, who is the head of the Knights, although his appearance is not handsome, but he also has a majestic bearing.

On the other side, there is the civil and official collective of the Sage Society, they are also uniformly dressed in robes and dresses, and they are all composed of white-haired elders and middle-aged men.

Such a delicate scene makes people can't help but wonder if appearance is a hard condition for being selected as a knight, and if you want to join the sage, you must first meet the minimum standards of age and seniority.

In any case, these four hundred or so people in the hall are the highest ranking figures in the entire kingdom today.

However, today's protagonists are not their group of old, middle-aged and young men, but the five proud women in the middle of the two camps.

Standing on the far left, wearing a military uniform, tall and tall, beautiful but heroic, with long green hair, the beauty of men's clothes is Kursius Karsten.

Standing next to her, the soft and cute girl who was diametrically opposed to Kurxiu in terms of figure, decoration and temperament, was Anastasia Hesin, who had outstanding talents in the business field and also had an unusually greedy heart.

In the center, the bewitching woman who looks particularly dazzling is Priscilla Baliyer, who is tabooly called the blood bride.

Attending such a solemn meeting, Priscilla was still dressed in a gown that looked like blood, and the neckline was wide open, revealing the edges and furrows of her plump breasts without hesitation, and willfully squandering the seductive beauty that God had given her.

With many top-notch ornaments on her neck, ears, and fingers, even when she stood in front of the stubborn sages, her expression did not waver, but stood proudly and swayed the hem of her scarlet gown.

Then there was Emilia, still in the plain white dress, like an orchid that should have bloomed in the hollow valley, but it fell plainly in the world.

In the end, it was Fei Lute, who was wearing a gorgeous princess dress, with blonde hair and red eyes, and cute tiger teeth, who was glaring at Lai Aotian with disgust and indignation, and scolded angrily:

"Bastard, you're still over! kidnapped me for so many days, forced me to learn useless things, forced me to wear such flashy clothes, and took me to such a hellish place against my will...... I've had enough, let me go back quickly, I don't want to be a king!" ”

As if she felt that words alone could not vent her anger, the girl simply took her skirt and kicked directly at the other party.

"Don't you like this dress?" Rheinharu smiled, easily blocked the girl's kick, and said bluntly: "Please believe that this is all for the prosperity and survival of the kingdom, and also for your safety." ”

"That's my business, I wish this country was completely finished, and you guys were all finished." The girl cursed wistfully.

"It's shocking, but if you become king, you may be able to fulfill these wishes." Instead of getting angry, Rheinharut brought the topic back to life.

"Ahhh It's so angry! Filut seemed to feel a headache and supported her forehead with her hands, but the red glasses looked at Lai Aotian with even more disgust, and even began to grit her teeth, as if she was going to pounce on it and bite someone.

Although until now, the girl still has not compromised, but Lai Aotian is not in a hurry about this, but Zhizhu looked at the ground under his feet, waiting for the opportunity to turn the situation around, and sent it to the door himself.

And Yi Tiancheng also has the same idea as him.

It's just that Yi Tiancheng himself is not at the scene at the moment, but above the tower of the castle of the royal city, quietly smoking a cigarette, overlooking the entire royal capital, waiting for the time when ** comes, offering a salute for this grand event.

As the supreme representative of the Council of Sages, headed by Macrotov, slowly walked into the council hall, the entire hall immediately fell into a quiet atmosphere.

Seeing that the personnel had arrived, the head of the Knights' Order, Max, who was at the forefront of the knight camp, walked out of the queue, saluted the five candidates in the field, and announced the beginning of the king's election meeting in a majestic and loud voice.

Immediately afterwards, McRotov also came out to interpret the dragon calendar stone, that is, the prophecy engraved on the dragon pattern stone wall behind the throne, and began to ask each candidate about their background, background, propositions, positions, ideas, and supporters.

The knight of Kursius is none other than Felix Argyll, the cat-eared puppeteer.

Although he is a knight, he is not good at hand-to-hand combat, but is good at water attribute magic, especially in terms of healing ability, which is probably unmatched in the entire continent, so he was given the title of Qingzhi, which represents the apex of the water attribute, and also joined the Knights of the Guards.

The knight who supported Anastasia was Yurius Eucrius, who was hailed as the best knight among the Knights of the Guard.

Calling him the best does not mean that he is stronger than Le Aotian, but that his status in the Knights is inferior to that of Captain Marques, and he is also the eldest son of the famous Euclelius family, and his swordsmanship and magic attainments are also very good, and he is trusted by other knights.

As for Priscilla's knight, it was the one-armed man with a pitch-black helmet and bandit-style attire below his neck, whose name was Alderbaran.

On top of that, this is actually a traverser, who was pulled into this world as early as eighteen years ago, but unfortunately the initial crossing point was in the southern Borakia Empire, and when he first arrived, he became a sword slave, resulting in his left hand being cut off and leaving a terrible scar on his face.

And the one who supports Firut is naturally the sword saint Reinharut, if it weren't for Lai Aotian's full support, even if she was a dragon witch and a royal bloodline, she would not be able to stand here.

It's a pity that Filut doesn't appreciate it at all, and even at this point, she is still losing her temper.

The last one is Emilia.

She, without the support of knights.

And her background is also at an extreme disadvantage, and the moment after the exposure, she was on the cusp

"It's really a silver-haired half-demon!"

"I've heard about it before, but I thought it was a joke, but I didn't expect it to be true!"

"Dereliction of duty! What a dereliction of duty! What are those knights doing to let such a filthy and filthy half-demon enter the hall and become a contender for the king's election?! ”

"I can't imagine what kind of criticism and swearing will be caused by revealing her identity to the people and other countries later!"

"That's right, this is the land of the sleeping witch of Lugnica in the pro-dragon kingdom!"

Just when the scene was out of control, a neutral voice suddenly echoed in the hall

"It's just a human being, who dares to make a big fuss in front of my daughter, I can't sit idly by!"

And along with the sound that spread throughout the hall, there was also the frozen anger of the elves.

Everyone's eyes immediately focused on Emilia's shoulder, the gray kitten who looked like a mascot.

Whoop!!

The moment Parker appeared, it immediately triggered a strong reaction from the knights present, almost unanimously drew the knight's sword, and threw a strong warning at Parker, mixed with a slightly frightened look.

"The beast of the end of the permafrost, I didn't expect you to be enslaved."

At this moment, a hoarse murmur scurried through the silent hall.

McRotov took a deep breath, looked at Parker, who was exuding a strong chill and hostility, and suddenly laughed: "Since this is the case, then this girl named Emilia naturally has the qualifications to participate in the election." ”

"After all, even if it's just a formality, you have to gather five dragon witches before you can start the battle for the king's choice."

Hearing this, the group of people who had been resolutely opposed to Emilia suddenly showed a playful smile and stopped saying anything about it.

The meaning of McRotov's words is very straightforward, the person who was chosen by Dragon Ball is only a formal candidate, but it does not mean that he is qualified to inherit the throne.

And Emilia is equivalent to an outcast on the chessboard, and she has been eliminated before she has even started.

There was one less competitor at the beginning, and everyone else was happy.

After crossing Emilia, the last camp to play was Filut and Rheinharut.

Just when Filut still didn't cooperate, and even tried to smash the field, the expected and unexpected changes finally ushered in the moment of outbreak......

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