"Yes, Mother-in-law!" With that, the boy walked towards the center of the hall with the tray, apparently ready.

Little Victor did not resist as much as he did when he first arrived, for the Duchess and Duchess truly loved him and treated him as if he were their own.

The Duke often invited Victor's grandfather and father to visit him at the Golden Lake Palace, and now he has developed a deep bond with his adoptive father and adoptive mother, with two princes and a princess as his playmates.

He has been nurtured by chivalry since he was a child, and he is not as naughty as children of the same age, but extremely obedient and sensible, and even seems a little too rigid.

When he reached the center of the venue, he lifted the tray in an elegant posture, and then lifted the red silk covering it, revealing a delicate laurel wreath to everyone.

Each laurel leaf is carved from the finest jadeite, exuding a natural and gorgeous emerald green that is simply refreshing, the interlaced branches are made of holy gold and mythril, and the miscellaneous fruit is carved from gemstones, and the gaps are filled with small diamonds, making the whole laurel sparkle in the light of the candlelight.

This ingenious work of art shocked the audience, everyone had their mouths and eyes wide open, but what was really shocking was not the materials and craftsmanship, but the significance of this laurel crown.

"This ...... Could this be...... Oh my God, are my eyes glazed? An elderly VIP stood up excitedly and hurriedly put on his monocle, "This is a legendary treasure, isn't this really a fake?" ”

Another old nobleman said excitedly: "There is no doubt that this kind of craftsmanship has long been lost with the fall of the Valstad Empire, and this is definitely genuine!" ”

"I've been collecting all my life, but now I don't think my collection is worth mentioning! Your Majesty, can you let me get closer and see this treasure? ”

"Please." The Duke said generously.

The old nobleman took out a magnifying glass, savored every detail of the process, and muttered:

"The crown used by Salolière Midnet I, the founding emperor of the Valstad Empire, a legendary treasure that has been lost for thousands of years, and the gods blessed me to witness such great miracles before I die!"

Looking at this old nobleman who was obsessed with laurels, Langford Onassis, the prime minister of the principality, whispered to his wife: "This person was once an important minister of the aristocratic allies, a powerful old-school feudal lord, and he commanded countless towns and farms. ”

"It seems that I have his support," the Duke whispered in his husband's ear, and then looked around the room, and things went as smoothly as expected.

After witnessing the emperor's laurels, the old ministers of the aristocratic allies were all full of consternation, these people originally had a grudge against her, and the deep-rooted feudal male power mentality made them look down on this duchess, let alone support her to become the empress.

But now her young adopted son, Victor Strandhold, the Custodian of the Holy Sepulchre, stood in the center of the hall with the Emperor's crown, making the voices of opponents vulnerable.

God knows how she found this thousand-year-old relic, this crown is undoubtedly the proof of the overlord of the Valsta Peninsula, the desire of countless commoners and nobles, and no one dares to question the Duchess's determination to recover the empire.

Looking at everyone's expressions, (Very good, the effect is good, but there are still people who disagree with me,) The duke said in his heart, (Don't worry, the show is still to come.) ）

"Little Victor, thank you for your hard work, put the laurel crown on the display table, and you can go back to your seat."

"Yes, Mother," said the boy, in the classical style of a feudal knight, placing the tray on the display table with both hands, and then returned to his adoptive parents to take a seat.

The Duke of Salantos exclaimed, "Ladies and gentlemen, despite your doubts, everything necessary for the coronation has been prepared, the crown is there, and our expedition has found the holy oil, which is now in the hands of the cardinal, and as for the rules of the elector......"

She beckoned to the court master of ceremonies, who walked over respectfully, "Let the new marquis in." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty," said the court master of ceremonies, "seven Electors are invited to the venue!" ”

(What?) How is this possible? King Victorio thought in shock, and his men all became panicked and whispered questions.

As seven newborns in gowns stepped onto the red carpet, the king saw three familiar faces among them, all of whom were lords who had originally belonged to the noble allies.

(You three bastards!) I said why did they suddenly disappear, it turned out that they had betrayed me a long time ago, and this duchess restored their ancient title! In exchange for their support! ）

The seven Electors sat in a prominent position near the Duke, "each with pride, and the seven were even more imposing when they sat together."

The seven of them spoke one by one, apparently having done their best to say the same thing, "I cast my ballot as Elector for the election of Duke Sarantos Mitnet as Emperor of Valstad." ”

A respected minister began to read their information, showing them their identities and proving that they were indeed descendants of the Electors of the Ancient Valstad Empire.

King Victorio stood up and questioned, "Wait! I'm okay with the other six, but who is this gentleman? I remember that there was no Einfurt family among the Electors! ”

The old minister replied: "You are right, this Lord Dali Einfurt is indeed not a direct blood relative of the Elector's family, and his inheritance comes from his mother, Lady Leia Ingley.

The Ingley family has a long history, the head of the family was a high-ranking minister of the empire during the Knightly Wars, but unfortunately, the Ingley family was unlucky during the Great Plague, the family population plummeted, and then the family suffered a financial crisis, gradually declining, leaving only Miss Leia in the younger generation.

And Miss Léa Ingrid is married to Baron Paulus Einfurt of Tagarvi City, and the eldest son of the two of them is Baron Dalí Einfurt, who sits there, and he rightfully inherits the position of Elector of his mother's family, absolutely justifiably legitimate, I have detailed information here, if you have any doubts you can watch it at any time. ”

"No, I acknowledge his title," said the king, slumping in his seat in disappointment.

He knew that he was powerless to prevent the Duke from ascending to the throne, but he only had a small, angry wish - he wanted to find an opportunity to make things difficult for the Duchess at this meeting, to make her make a fool of her, so that she could not get off the stage, but the other party's preparations were too perfect, it was simply impeccable, and his doubts were so weak that they were like a feather floating on the surface of a lake, and they couldn't even stir up a ripple.

The dispossessed king looked around in fear, and his former vassals all nodded silently, and there was no trace of doubt on their faces, apparently acknowledging the duchess's qualification to be crowned to the throne.

The king looked at the main seat, and the damned new Elector Dali Einfurt was looking at him, and the short man who was not good-looking actually smiled contemptuously at him, he was so angry that he almost fainted, this country nobleman was so arrogant and domineering, if in the past, he would definitely give him a good look, but now that the other party is gaining power, he can only silently endure the humiliation.

Everything went so smoothly that there were hundreds of opponents in the hall at the beginning of the meeting, but after witnessing the Emperor's laurels and the seven Electors, the opposition became less and less, and only the enthusiastic supporters cheered.

At this time, Duke Salantos Midknight decided to take advantage of the victory, and she once again released her divine power, a pair of sharp silver-gray eyes flashed with a shimmer, and she reached out and pulled out the family's famous sword, "Twilight".

This is a pitch-black ancient hand half sword, the mysterious metal material is dull, like obsidian-like texture, the sword body exudes a disturbing aura, I don't know if it is in the hallucination, many people feel that the blade is shrouded in a layer of looming black fog, legend has it that Emperor Salolivier used this sword to kill the dragon.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the hall reached its peak, the duchess seemed to open the door to the divine realm and the human world, the guests seemed to be in the mythical world of both truth and illusion, the legendary laurel wreath and sword reappeared, and it was not known where it was real and where it was unreal, and the duke exuded at the same time primitive, beautiful, wild, sacred, respectable, and terrifying, full of indescribable and dangerous aura, and even the most staunch opponents were full of awe.

Duke Salantos Midknight raised his sword and said sharply:

"The support of the Elector alone is not enough, I want the approval of the majority, and I solemnly announce that tomorrow a referendum will be launched, and the nobles, the clergy, the commoners, the merchants, ...... As long as I am a resident of the peninsula, all have the right to vote, and whether I have the material of an emperor or not is all left to the people of Valstad! ”