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Power, procedure, war, force, throne.

He sighed softly.

Is this the future I'm facing?

He suddenly felt that the unknown and strange world, which mentioned his infinite curiosity, had become a little boring.

"Cyril," Duke Cullen glared at Falkenhause dissatisfiedly, "Do you have to be so blunt every time?"

In the Starry Gathering Square, the earth-shattering roar came from afar, the sound was noisy, mixed with anger and fanaticism, and it was not really audible.

And in the Hall of the Stars, the commoners and minor nobles who were listening directly broke out into a flood of protests!

"Shameless lord!

"But we need an heir! in case the king has an accident at the front......"

"Death to traitors! Bright Star is our king, that is a sacred oath!"

"It's all for the stars! We must stand together and take on Exter!"

The dukes exchanged glances in silence, and the counts whispered.

"Silence! Silence!" Gilbert did his best to maintain order, but to little avail.

Until the supreme king of the stars, Kessel V's eyes sparkled.

He clutched the mysterious scepter that shimmered with starlight and rose upright from his throne!

He shouted in a majestic voice:

"Heir?"

The Hall of Stars fell silent for a moment, and everyone stared at the king's muscular figure.

"What a good time! When the stars are in trouble and we must cooperate to fight the enemy!"

The king put his scepter on his hands and fixed his sharp gaze on Gausd Nantope in front of him.

I saw the one-eyed dragon slowly raise his hand to his chest and kneel down on one knee before the king.

"Forgive me, Your Majesty, but this is a test," Cousin said steadily, earnestly, giving a sense of the sincerity of his words, "I believe that the weakened and scattered power of the stars will be reunited into one in the confrontation between the dragon and the stars. ”

"Everyone knows that the first person who forces the heir to be the first to make a voice will be blamed for the wrath. ”

"But am I for myself, for the sake of Nantope to ascend to the throne?"

Cousin raised his head, his one-eyed gaze clear:

"Your Majesty, you may well exclude Nantope from the list of heirs. ”

"It's all for the sake of the stars—please make an heir, or at least decide how to choose one—and the stars will return to the top of the Western Continent, and even the glory of the empire. ”

Kessel slowly walked in front of him and sneered: "Cousin, sometimes I can't tell whether your righteousness is awe-inspiring, whether it is true or false. ”

"But it's good for the stars," replied the Duke of the One-Eyed Dragon calmly, "whether it's true or not." ”

"I have imagined this situation too—but it would not have been so ugly in a high council," came the voice of Count Dastan, who stood firmly, walked up behind Cousin, and also knelt down on one knee, "but your majesty, your kingdom is a council, and turn this legitimate exhortation into a conflict in which the court is in public and the palace is pressed." ”

"But we all have good enough reasons," said Count Sorel, who came from behind, knelt down on one knee, and said solemnly, "for the sake of the revival of this once-great, but now ruined-ridden country." ”

"Just by changing the king?" Gilbert's face was so angry that his face was distorted: "You wear the crown, and the stars can become an empire?"

"It's not that simple," said the Count of Bozdorf, who also stepped forward gloomily and knelt down steadily: "but to turn the king, who was originally high up and did whatever he wanted, into one of us, thinking what we thought and doing what we did." The monarch and the nobility are one and the same, separated by the superiority of power...... Now, we're back together. ”

"Cavendier has followed the Bright Star since the end of the battle, and this oath will not change," said Jenn, bowing his head deeply and mournfully, "but I think that it is also the wish of His Majesty Tormond I to preserve the safety and future of the stars, and he will understand." ”

Duke Tricolor Iris stood up and joined the kneeling crowd.

Falkenhause's untimely laughter rang out again out of place: "Do you mean to implement the system of electing a king?, is it really 'let us share the burden of Your Majesty'! like Exter?"

"Better than Exeter – we have a millennium of imperial heritage. Count Lasia, who was in charge of the South Bank, glanced at Duke Jenn with a complicated face, and stepped forward and knelt down.

Cohen looked incredulously at his father, the old Count Karabiyan, and silently knelt down with Count Laasia.

Kessel V looked down coldly at the dukes and counts, and one by one fell to one knee.

"It's not the fault of the Bright Star Family, it's the fault of the crown, the throne, the scepter. Duke Kulun sighed at this time: "Since the royal vein has been severed, for the sake of the stars, it is not a bad thing for His Majesty to choose an heir. ”

The two counts of the East Sea Domain, Havea and Amund, also silently stepped forward and knelt down after Duke Cullen spoke.

"Obviously shameful forced palace," said Earl Godwin, one of the pro-king party, through gritted teeth, "how did you do it, and still be justified and righteous?"

"Can't you see it yet?" said Count Dele Collomo and knelt down from his seat calmly: "This is the trend of the times. ”

Under the Fuxing Palace, the noise in the crowd is getting louder and louder.

"Boom!" Val slammed his fist into the armrest of the stone seat, his eyes shivering, "Sometimes, I'm really disgusted by you. ”

He clenched his fists, bowed his head, and said, "Incredibly ingennially ingenious war, incredibly ingenious exhortation...... And the ...... of the Lost North"

Kessel V looked straight at him with a unique and incomprehensible look in his eyes.

Under the king's unintended gaze, I saw the Duke of the North close his eyes tightly and take a breath.

His brow furrowed, as if he was fighting violently.

Finally, as if he had made up his mind, he opened his eyes to Kessel.

But Val didn't look into the eyes of the king, and the heroic Duke of the North said lonely and disappointed at the moment:

"But if this can be exchanged for the north, in exchange for the stability and safety of the stars......"

"Kai, maybe you should think about it. ”

His two Northern Earls were dumbfounded.

Kessel V's eyes darkened.

He turned away, no longer looking at his old friend.

Seeing Val's hesitation and guilt, Duke Cyril Falkenhause burst out laughing sharply again.

"It seems that Your Majesty, your choice is only to directly elect an heir, or to choose a king. ”

Only Kessel V, standing expressionlessly above his courtiers.

There was only a scepter in his hand.

Tails suddenly felt that his father was so lonely.

If I hadn't been found, what would have been the situation today?

Tails, who was watching all this, suddenly felt dizzy.

Not again.

A memory of the past came to his eyes:

Wu Yuren sat in a very small classroom, reporting to a professor and two classmates in front of him:

[Poggi inherited Weber's German academic tradition, focusing on power, and examining the formation of feudal states......]

No! It can't be now!

Tails pressed his temples hard, suppressing the flashback of memory.

But when Tails's attention returned to the Hall of the Stars, the words of Kessel V, who were not angry, finally came to his ears:

"It seems that if I don't set up an heir, I won't even be able to fight. ”

"Okay. ”

"Then I will appoint an heir. ”

Jenn's brow furrowed slightly—the sense of instability grew stronger.

Kessel V did not look at the nobles on the ground and sat down slowly.

The words that Tails had been waiting for all along, finally sounded:

"Let him meet with everyone, Gilbert. ”

Here it comes.

Tails' mind went blank.

He forced himself to swallow a mouthful of saliva.

He looked at Gilbert and waved.

In the dark compartment, a secret door opened suddenly, and inside was a long staircase, which led to somewhere.

The Hall of the Stars began to talk about it.

The duke and earl remained calm, but when they looked at each other, they saw doubt in each other's eyes.

Tails straightened his bow tie.

[Tails.] 】

The traverser calls out the name of the world to himself.

[It's time.] 】

Tails stepped down the steps decisively.

[Just like another game.] 】

One-step.

Another step.

"I don't understand what you mean, Your Majesty......" The Earl of Dastan on the ground raised his head and looked directly at Kessel: "The heir you have chosen is not among the nobles of this hall?"

The High King just looked at him coldly and didn't say a word.

In the narrow passage, Tails clutched his forehead tightly.

The memory flashed back again.

But he still gritted his teeth and walked forward with determination.

When you open your eyes, it's the Hall of the Stars.

When you close your eyes, you are another self, living in the fragments of memory.

[The bond between the feudal lord and the vassal, with strong personal feelings and personal colors...... Around the struggle for power, the gradual deterioration, the collapse of order, the instability of coordination, the chaotic violence of the onset of cycles...... The unified feudal system was eventually fragmented and fragmented......]

[But the rise of feudalism is still a valuable effort for us to try to consolidate public rule......]

[Poggi also believes that in this process, the legitimacy of power, the limits of the monarch's rule, the responsibilities and traditions of the state, and even the importance of the law have entered the historical field of vision and have been recognized - this is the most valuable legacy left by the feudal system to subsequent countries......]

[But we still have to ask, what exactly is missing from Poggi's observation and analysis?]

What's missing?

"Your Majesty, have you already chosen an heir?" the one-eyed dragon, Gausd Nanpust, raised his one-eyed with deep meaning and looked around: "It seems that the Tebak family and the two major families in the southwest have not come?"

The High King still ignored him.

Tails came to a side door, and could already see the civilians on the periphery of the Hall of the Stars.

No, not the side door.

He realized that the door in front of him was leading to the center of the hall, the Twenty Stone Seat.

It is the main entrance.

The guards had serious expressions, but some couldn't help but look at him, at the badge on his body.

The moment they saw it clearly, many people were breathing faster, and some even leaned forward in a gaffe.

But one of the chief-looking guards sternly reprimanded them back, then saluted respectfully to Tails and made way to the hall.

However, just as Tails was about to take a step.

"Go ahead. ”

"You'll be better than him. ”

Tails jerked his head!

I saw that the guard had turned away.

Sora left behind a back in armor and a helmet.

Yodel.

Tails clenched his fists.

It's you?

Similarly, there were already civilians outside the hall who saw the little boy outside the door.

They began to whisper and gesture to each other.

Flashbacks of memories dissipate like a tidal wave.

The traverser felt that there seemed to be an extra force in his body, which made him more energetic.

Tails took three deep breaths.

It's just another game.

But again, the dissertation defense.

Tails cleared all emotions, all expressions, and stepped onto the carpet of star-blue lines.

Begin his journey.

He stepped forward, stepping past the outermost civilians.

A suburban squire dressed in a rustic way stabbed a friend who was running errands between the city and the countryside.

"Who's that?"

"Children can come in, too?"

"A nobleman, perhaps?"

"So small?"

"Hey, do you see that? That kid is so beautifully dressed. ”

"It's time to catch up with the young lady of the Baron's house. ”

Tails doesn't squint.

He stepped forward, stepping on the steps of merchants, craftsmen, peasants, and leaders.

A fat carriage merchant was a little surprised.

He tugged at the arms of the two peers.

"Look at that kid!"

"Is it a late aristocrat?"

"This outfit is not as simple as a little nobleman!"

"Do you know that insignia on his body?"

"It's a little familiar, I've pulled a group of guests before, and the scrolls they're holding have that marking. ”

"Why did you come in at this time?"

Tails didn't stop.

He stepped forward, stepping past the seats of honorary soldiers and government bureaucrats.

The inquisitors of a small village on the outskirts saw him.

He frowned, bowed his head and whispered in the ear of the signoff officer at another town hall.

"Look at that coat of arms. ”

"That's ...... OMG!"

"How is that possible?"

"I don't think it's possible, you won't admit your mistake, will you?"

"I've dealt with hundreds of warrants from the king!

Tails ignored it.

He stepped forward, stepping over the unsupported stone seats of the lords, barons, and other low-ranking nobles.

A baron smoking a pipe had a twinkle in his eyes and almost bit the pipe in his mouth.

He leaned forward and patted his friend on the shoulder.

"Is that ...... Nine-pointed star?"

"What? This ......"

"Do you think the same as I do?"

"Almost. ”

"Now ......"

"Yes, he is the king of the iron fist. ”

Tails didn't care.

He stepped forward, stepping on the stone thrones of the viscounts, counts, and other middle nobles.

An honorary earl opened his mouth in disbelief.

He didn't need to inform the others, many nobles had already seen Tails.

"That's ......"

"The king is above...... How is this going to end?"

"No, there has been no news at all for so many years......"

"Is it an outcast bastard......

"The lords ......"

"Alas, this pool is too deep......"

"Let's wait and see the show. ”

The chatter, noise, and noise of the crowd grew louder and louder, and finally turned into a commotion and a bang.

The people stood up and leaned forward, vying to look at the mysterious boy with a gold and silver nine-pointed star.

In the very center of the pedestal, Cohen turned his head strangely to look at the source of the commotion.

A boy dressed in aristocratic attire with a nine-pointed star pin stepped forward with a serious face.

Cohen looked at the nine-pointed star, frozen in place.

The boy ...... Why is there a body, bright ...... The family emblem of the bright star?

The traverser stepped on the thirteen stone seats without changing his face.

Gilbert winked at him.

The three dukes sitting in front of them saw the boy walking in front of them step by step.

They can no longer remain calm.

Val looked at the boy in shock, his fists clenched.

"This ...... Are you kidding?"

Cullen frowned, his fat body leaning forward.

"The boy...... The emblem on the body ......"

Cyril grinded his terrible teeth, twitching between his eyebrows, and biting out a few words.

"Ahhh......h That's really ...... Unexpectedly. ”

The High King raised his head slightly, a cold light and a smile in his eyes.

I only heard him chuckle and laugh:

"Guys, come and meet Tails. ”

The lords who fell to their knees turned their backs one after another.

The moment he saw the boy's face, the pupils of Jenn Cavendil, the Duke of the South Bank, immediately dilated.

He.

He?

He!

Kessel began to rub his scepter again, and once again uttered words full of authority and weight:

"He's my son. ”

"The only bloodline of the Bright Star Royal Family. ”

Tails swung his right hand forward, his left hand behind his back, and bowed deeply to the king.

He turned to the lords all over the land.

"Good day, ladies and gentlemen. ”

Tails heard himself say this.

It was the first time Tails had spoken to the noble lords of the kingdom who had heavy troops in their hands in the stars.