"Bang".

Tamia threw something on the table, the ministers were all too familiar with it, the brown-covered Turin was a nightmare for them.

She pressed her hand on the Turin method and looked around at the ministers.

"Do you have any colleagues with the Turin Method?"

Agriculture Minister Roronoa was quick to raise his hand.

"Yes."

"Alright, here we go."

Tamia flipped through the Turin spell in her hand.

"On page 339, Chapter 1 of the Law on the Election of the Emperor of the Ockasim Empire, every duke who has been promoted in the Ocassim Empire for more than five years and a marquis for more than ten years has the right to apply for the Emperor's election.

After approval by the ministers of the empire, all qualified candidates will be elected for 21 days, and the most votes will be held for the position of emperor of the Okasim Empire. ”

After listening to an overview of the electoral law, the ministers fell silent for a while. Since Atifa's ascension, the empire's original dukes and marquis themselves have been purged, and there are very few candidates who can meet these two conditions.

"Chief Tamia."

Fafner, the head of the Casting Armor Department, whispered that he was one of the few marquis who had served in the empire for more than ten years, "How many times do each people have the opportunity to vote, and how should the boundaries of the people be drawn?" ”

"Hmmm......"

Tamia flipped back, "The people who are registered with the Imperial Personnel Department have the right to vote, and each citizen has the right to vote once. ”

"This means that not only Turin, but also in every city has the right to vote."

Tamia nodded.

"That's exactly what the law says."

After speaking, everyone fell silent again, and everyone gradually believed that this was true. In other words, without using a knife, these old guys actually have a chance to be the emperor of the Okassim Empire.

Even if the Bedford family can still control everything in the country in secret, but the law is what they dictate, they won't slap themselves in the face, and the person who succeeds in the election can really become emperor.

That's the Emperor!

As the familiar ministers exchanged glances with each other, the entire council hall was visibly agitated, especially the few ministers who were eligible to run for election, who kept looking at several competitors with scrutinizing eyes, and then looked at several ministers worthy of winning over with kind eyes, and the undercurrent continued to surge in the chamber.

New rules of the game have been promulgated, and whoever can master the new rules will have supreme power.

"Bang bang".

Tamia clapped her hands gently, and the ladies pushed carts down the aisles, and while handing out the supper tea, they also sent a form to each minister, which was what Tamia called the qualification approval form.

"So ......"

Tamiya stretched out her voice, "Ministers who are qualified and willing to run can sign up, time is pressing, we will finish the approval process tonight, and the election will officially start at noon tomorrow...... The Okassim Empire needs an emperor, and this is urgent. ”

While the ministers were pondering, Tamia sat back in her seat, and Reka said in a low voice as he handed over a slice of watermelon.

"Do you think our process is in accordance with the law? Would you like to ask Judge Edgar? ”

Tamia rubbed her eyebrows, she didn't know anything about this until then, and she only made up for the Turin method when the ministers gathered, which was really difficult for her.

"I'm doing it according to the Turin law, and besides, Your Majesty has been staying in Yesel, and the situation there must not be optimistic, otherwise she would not have made such a choice. But no matter how she chooses, it's our job to make sure the process is fair and impartial, and that's the most important thing we can do for the Empire. ”

"That's right."

Reka's brow was furrowed all the time, he was worried about the election and what trouble Atifa was going to have, both of which were top priorities, and it was a torment for him as an uneducated and unthinkerous man.

"Suck and slip".

Tamia tossed the rind of the watermelon aside, then wiped her hands with a handkerchief.

"Almost...... Then let's get started. ”

Several ministers hesitated, but finally raised their hands in turn, their faces filled with hesitation and concern, like schoolchildren who were running for class president for the first time.

"Count Faversa, Count Shipley, Duke Hector......"

Tamia registered the names of the three men in turn, and the other ministers did the same. After filling in the names of the three men, Tamia turned her head to look at Herson.

"Duke of Herson, don't you have the will to participate?"

The ministers pricked up their ears, Herson is a good criminal minister, he should not participate in the election to avoid suspicion, but now Atifa is not in Turin, he has led troops to fight in the north and south this year, and his prestige among the people is very high, if he participates in the election, he will be a very strong opponent.

Out of politeness, Herson forced his eyes to open, and he hurried back to Turin from the east, just wanting to get a good night's sleep.

"Chief Tamia, Okasim is a young empire, I want a guy with enough energy to take on the position of emperor, and an old guy like me is up to the task."

The most important reason why Kherson was able to gain Atifa's trust was that he never formed a faction in the government and the opposition, and more specifically, he offended almost all the ministers, and few ministers did not argue with him to the point of red-facedness.

Everyone was relieved to learn that Herson had no intention of running.

"Is that ......?"

Atifa muttered, then looked up.

"Ladies and gentlemen, if you think that the Earl of Fafwer, the Earl of Shipley, or the Duke of Hector are eligible to run for election, please sign your opinion and name on the examination form, and if you have any objection to someone, please also write your specific opinion and name at the end of the form.

This concludes the meeting, and the completed ministers are requested to hand over the form to Minister Southhart. ”

Tamia finished the long list quickly, and regardless of whether the ministers heard it or not, she dragged Reka towards the exit of the council chamber.

Pausing in front of the chamber, Reka patted the folds on the outside of his robe, which had been imported from Venada and which he usually cherished.

"My friend, what are we going to do here?"

Tamia rolled her eyes.

"You still want to stay inside? I don't have a copy of that form that you signed, hurry back and have a good rest, you and I will go to Judge Edgar's side in the morning, tomorrow the noon election will begin, and we can't make any mistakes. ”

Reka nodded thoughtfully.

I know, but I'd love to see what's going on inside, they're definitely cliqueing right now, and I think it's going to be exciting. ”

"It's inevitable to form cliques, but there's no need to stay here tonight. All three have the potential to become emperors, and which minister who is not long-sighted will put a cross behind their names......"

Footsteps rang out behind the two of them, and Tamya hurriedly shut up.

It was the Duke of Herson, who turned around and closed the door, then smiled.

"Chief Tamia, Chief Reka, I heard you're getting married, so don't forget to invite me, old fellow...... If I hadn't been out at war. ”

"Of course,"

Tamia rolled her eyes, "What the hell is going on in the east?" ”

"That's for Lord Pravor."

Herson waved his hand and quickly disappeared at the end of the hallway.

Reka whispered.

"What the hell do you think he's thinking, he's obviously the most promising one."

Tamia thought for a moment.

"I've been tossing for most of my life, I think I'm tired."

"Maybe."

Reka reached out and fiddled with the silver crosses on her chest, and Tamia noticed his movements.

"Reka, what are you thinking?"

"Uh......"

Reka put her hand down and shook her head neatly.

"Didn't think about anything."

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