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Listening to Firut's words, Mouton couldn't laugh or cry, but he still said, "Actually, it's not bad to think about it, right......?"

"Hmph, I'm looking for you to settle accounts in the future!"

"Lord Firut, I don't want to disturb you and your friends, but for now, please stand here." Marcos, the leader of the Knights of the Guards, pointed to Emilia's side with a serious look on his face.

"What's next?"

Firut lifted the hem of her skirt and stared at Rheinharut with red eyes, her face full of unhappiness.

Rheinharut looked at Firut with deep blue eyes, and then took out a dragon badge, which was exactly the same as Emilia and the others, but when it was held by Firut, it was obvious that the badge gem held in Firut's hand emitted a dazzling white light.

"Huh? A different kind of light? Surprised, Firut grabbed the badge, then looked at Emilia beside her, remembering that the last time she stole the girl's badge, it seemed to be able to glow......

"The reason why the Dragon's Emblem shines is because Lord Firut was recognized by the dragon and is qualified to run for the throne and become the Dragon Maiden." Rheinharut, who was beside Firut, replied on the side.

"That's true, since Dragon Ball has recognized Lord Firut as a shrine maiden, then, Wang Xuan, now is the real beginning!" With one hand on his chest, Marcus bowed to Firut.

Afterwards, all the members of the Knights of the Guards present saluted Firut, including Rheinharut, following the example of the Captain Marcus.

McRotov, who had been sitting in a high position, withdrew his gaze from Firut's body, looked at Rheinharut beside him, and said softly: "Knight Rheinharut, now, can you please introduce and find her?" ”

"Lord Firut was discovered in the slums of the lower level of the royal capital about a month ago, and due to some factors, she had the opportunity to touch the Dragon Ball, and it was only then that she learned that she had the qualifications of the Dragon Shrine Maiden......"

Listening to Rheinharut's simple narration, Mouton on the side nodded slightly, this guy, at the critical moment, can be regarded as not shaking out all the things that happened...... But even so, Firut's background still made everyone present fry.

"What!?"

"Orphans?!"

"Orphans from the slums? In such a ceremony for the selection of King Lugnica, you brought orphans with you? ”

A group of civilian officials and staff standing on the right side of the Knights of the Guards exploded in an instant, and the sound of the plea directly covered everyone's ears.

"Ahh......h Now it's the Kingdom Council, and it's not a place for you to make noise......"

Rozval's voice sounded at this time, and when he heard Rozval's voice, the civil officials on the side turned their eyes away.

"Hmph, the Astrea, who elected orphans, and Rozval, your behavior of supporting the half-demon as king, is really ......"

Before the words of a certain civil official fell, Rozval's face suddenly sank, and noticing Mouton's gaze, Rozval said in a cold voice: "Please pay attention to your words, Your Excellency. ”

"When did you call a half-elf a half-demon...... What's more, Mistress Emilia is one of the candidates for the kingdom, are you insulting the kingdom with your words?! ”

Rozval's choking voice made the civil official who spoke out frightened, and suddenly fell silent, if this hat is buttoned down, it will be too wronged!

"In my opinion, isn't all this predestined by fate?"

"Fate......

Sitting on the high seat, McRotov closed his eyes slightly, and then the most authoritative old man in the kingdom spoke: "Haven't all of you here noticed the appearance of Lord Firut? Do you think that the people who are chosen by the dragon are really, so ordinary? ”

"Blonde hair and red eyes, this kind of facial trait is a sign of Lugnexa's royal blood......"

"The royal bloodline was not ...... as early as half a year ago"

"I don't know how many of you here remember what happened fourteen years ago......

Rheinharut glanced at everyone, and then said in a deep voice: "Fourteen years ago, thieves invaded the royal city, and the king's daughter was kidnapped, and the thieves also managed to escape, and the whereabouts of the daughter are unknown ever since...... This matter, because there is no record of the dragon calendar stone, therefore, there is no way to search, at that time, because of other problems caused a drag, resulting in the inability to trace it with all its might......"

"But can people believe it just by saying that?"

Rheinharut's forehead lowered slightly, and then, taking off the dragon sword pinned to his waist and placing it on the ground, he said loudly: "I block my own sword, so as to prove that Lord Firut is the most suitable person to inherit the throne, even if he is not related by blood, this is true!" ”

Taking off one's matching sword and placing it on the ground is the most respectful etiquette of knights, and it is also the most solemn etiquette, especially since the person who behaves like this is the contemporary sword master - Rheinharut!

There was an eerie silence in the hall of the "......".

After a few seconds, someone said, "Lord Firut is going to face the most difficult test, Lord Firut, do you have that awareness?" ”

"What, these things you are discussing have nothing to do with me at all, okay, I have been forcibly kidnapped by some guy until now, the king or something, I have no interest at all, who wants to care what you have to do!!" Firut looked at these people with an unhappy face, really, these things are completely imposed, it's really hateful!

Priscilla on the side wrapped her arms around her plump chest and said lightly: "Excuse me, how long are you going to talk about it?" ”

"Time is really precious, can you hurry up?" Anastasia said the same.

"Hey, it's so unpleasant, can you let me go back to where I was? In my opinion, these are just burdens! ”

"Hmph, sooner or later, the throne will be in the pocket of the concubine, you people, just going through the motions, missing such a person, I don't think it's a big deal, right?"

"You woman, you are so arrogant to speak, is this a typical big-chested and brainless?"

"Rude guy, uneducated, please shut up, who is the concubine? You know what? ”

"Who cares about you, who cares about you?" Firut, who was already very unhappy, was even more upset and irritable at the moment by Priscilla's sudden interjection.

"What do you think of your concubine as a person......

Priscilla unfolded the red folding fan in her hand, and a little light of the flame element rose around her body, and Firut's face became even colder when she saw this.

"Princess-sama......"

Al shouted, and Rheinharut on the side teleported in front of Priscilla, bowed his head slightly, and said, "Lord Priscilla, it's rude." ”

Emilia took Firut aside and stared at Priscilla with a look of annoyance, "What did you do with this place?" Now it's the King's Election Conference! ”

"Silver-haired half-elf, everyone knows that you were born in this world, I'm sorry for everyone, do you want to say something?"

"You...... Priscilla, I don't have anything to do with witches......"

Al's voice behind Mouton became louder: "Princess, let's stop here...... It's really nerve-wracking to make enemies everywhere...... Especially with Juggernaut and ...... Mouton Opposite...... Why don't you apologize? ”

"Al!" Priscilla's face was slightly gloomy, and she snorted lightly: "As a concubine's retinue and knight, you can't say these words, the Sword Saint is at best the strongest person on the surface, and Mouton is also very strong, but, won't you think of a way?" ”

"This ......" Al had a headache, holding his helmet with one hand, and said, "Whether it's Juggernaut or Mouton, they really can't last even a minute...... Last time, Princess, you saw ...... too."

Alke is well aware of the strength of Mouton and Juggernaut, so he has been persuading his princess......

"......" Priscilla was a little dumbfounded and looked at Rheinharut and Mouton in black knight's suit standing in front of Al, and then finally fell silent.

"Okay, enough fuss, right?" Hearing McRotov's words, everyone quieted down even more, and the five Chosen for the Kings stood in a row again, with no expression on their faces, and no one knew what they were thinking.

"Now, continuing the original meeting, heirs to the throne, you five candidates for the throne now express your own views and positions! Marcos ......"

"Yes. My lord, I understand. Marcos nodded slightly, then looked at the five people, and said in a deep voice: "Then, first of all, please Kubait, Lord Xiu, the knight is Felix Argyle!" In the same way, invite the other four knights to come to their respective kings' chosen ones. ”

“hi！”

Phyllis raised his hand lightly and walked quickly to Kubait's side.

Looking at the members of the Sage Society, Phyllis bowed slightly and said with a smile: "I am the knight of Lord Kubait, and the Phyllis of the Argyll family ......"

Marcos glanced at Phyllis and added, "All of you from the Society of the Mages, this is the knight Felix Argyle!" ”

"Commander, you hate it very much, you said it, you want to call Phyllis Phyllis......"

Seeing that the regimental commander ignored him, Phyllis pouted and stood to the side angrily.

"Now, I would like to ask Lord Kubait Karsten to state his position and position." Marcos's voice rang out just in time.

Ku Bait Xiu, who was wearing a military uniform, raised a hand and said loudly: "I know that you have great expectations for me, especially after taking the throne, but I am here, I can only say sorry, I can't fulfill your expectations." ”

"Lugnica, the pro-dragon kingdom, has become a prosperous country under the protection of the dragon, no matter what time it is, it is impossible to break away from the word dragon, and it has become a prosperous country by making an alliance with the dragon, isn't it a shame that everyone feels ashamed?"

"What...... What do you mean? ”

"Master Kubait-sama...... What are you...... What do you want to express......"

"Whether it's war, famine, or disease, we all rely on dragons, so what can our kingdom do? No matter what the difficult situation is, it relies on the records of the Dragon Calendar Stone and the help of the dragon, but over the years, the Dragon Calendar Stone has been unable to handle some things...... For example, fourteen years ago, the Great Conquest failed, isn't that the case? The dragon calendar stone did not give any record......"

"Therefore, if this country has been declining without the protection of the dragon, then this kingdom might as well be destroyed, so after I become king, I will abolish the covenant with the dragon, and let the people create a prosperous, prosperous country of their own! The country is ours, not the dragon's! ”

Kubaitxiu's voice was loud and loud, and it struck everyone's hearts fiercely.

McRotov nodded slightly, "I understand the opinion of Lord Kubait, then, knight Felix Argyle, do you have any opinion?" ”

"In accordance with the judgment of Master Kubait, I don't have any words to add." Listening to Phyllis's words, Kubait Xiu smiled slightly and didn't say anything more.

"Very well, then please the next candidate, Priscilla Ballier, the knight is Al!"

"Hmph, this is, is it finally the turn of the concubine to appear?"

Priscilla put away her folding fan, glanced at everyone, showed a bloodthirsty smile, and said lightly: "Then, let me, as the 'blood bride', speak......"

"Before we start speaking...... I would like to ask, are you the ...... of His Highness Lip Pallier? McRotov looked at Priscilla with a puzzled expression, if his guess was correct.

"That old man? Half a year ago, he quickly became a demented invalid, and just died suddenly a few days ago. ”

"So, what is your relationship with His Highness Lepp?"

"It's a dead husband who is a concubine, right...... But I haven't even touched my fingers, so it's just in name. ”

Listening to Priscilla, who was talking to McRotov, Mouton turned his head to look at Al and asked in a low voice, "Brother, why is your princess called the Scarlet Bride?" ”

"Uh...... The princess was young, and she had actually married seven people, but all seven of them died within a year...... So it got this taboo title...... Speaking of which, these seven unlucky bastards are just sorting out the relationship, and they didn't do anything, so they hung up......"

"Hiss......" Mouton gasped, unexpectedly, this Priscilla actually had such a terrible curse attribute......

"Well, then, let's start your speech......" McRotov said with a sigh.

With an arrogant expression on her face, Priscilla waved the folding fan in her hand, and said domineeringly: "In the eyes of the concubine, the selection of the king has no meaning, because the concubine is the most suitable candidate for the king!" You people, just kneel down and obey me! ”

This woman is really ...... Arrogant enough...... Mouton muttered in his heart, glanced at Emilia beside him, and his expression finally became serious. (To be continued.) )