The National Assembly of the Holy Asserr Empire was still busy as usual. More than a thousand officials, clerks, and messengers of all ranks frequently descended the two spiral staircases in the halls of the National Assembly, as if unaffected by the assassination of the Holy Emperor of the Asser Empire.

In fact, these officials cannot and dare not be affected in any way. Every day, more than 3,000 reports or proposals were sent to the national parliament from the lord states, and many messengers from the thirty-three lord states scattered throughout the Holy Asserr Empire were waiting quietly in the lounge on the south side of the second floor. Every document sent by the messengers is read and approved by an average of five people in the national parliament, and then they leave the national parliament with them and return to where they departed.

Thirty young men who served as handymen walked through the National Parliament, going in and out of every doorway, bringing drinks, snacks, and messages to the people in the room, and one of them, who was now standing at the door of a room on the south side of the corridor on the first floor of the National Assembly, did not have the courage to knock on the door of this room, and the door of the door of this room was engraved with a row of large letters: Lord of the Dragon's Tooth Knights, Count Brad Klein.

It was normal for this young man to dare not knock on the door, and entering this room through a dozen knights with fierce expressions was not something that anyone could try lightly, not to mention that it was not only the head of the Dragon's Tooth Knights who was nicknamed Bloody Count who was sitting in the room now. Almost all of the most senior figures of the Holy Acer Empire, including Prince Verdor Klein and Prince Yagu Klein, are now in this room, with the exception of the two princes, Baron Wesley Ruda, Minister of State, Marquis Eugene Coma, Chancellor of the Exchequer, and Archbishop Zeni Keamo of the Green Leaf Church.

Fortunately, a knight who pushed open the wooden door and came out saved the young man. A dragon-toothed knight who had finished his report to Earl Brad Klein told the lad. What was being discussed inside was not appropriate for him to hear. There is no need for tea inside, and if you have any message, you can tell the knights who are guarding the door. By the time the young man was still wondering if there was a message to be addressed to the side of the three knights outside the door of this room, the Dragontooth Knight had already left the National Assembly, and the Count was quite unhappy with the results of searching for those who had escaped from the thieves' guild and finding nothing.

However, the issue in the room now is not how to hunt down the members of the Thieves' Guild, but something else that is crucial to the Holy Asser Empire: who will be the next emperor after Anfil XXXIV.

As was customary in the Holy Empire of Assel, each emperor could appoint his or her own heir, if the emperor did not appoint an heir. If there is no consensus among the three giants, that is, if there are two or more nominees at the same time, they will have to convene a general meeting of lords of the whole empire, and the thirty-three lords of the Holy Acer Empire will come to Onyx City to vote on the final ownership of the throne.

In fact, since Anfil XXXIV had been bedridden for two years, it was assumed that the emperor had made a will and appointed his heir, but after the emperor's body was transferred to the leafy church in the southern part of Onyx. A large number of knights searched the emperor's bedroom, but they never found anything about the emperor's will. The two princes, who were reluctant, sent their knights to investigate again. The Blood Griffin Knight and the Light Knight, who arrived at about the same time, almost fought in front of the royal castle, but fortunately, the Dragontooth Knights sent by the Earl stopped them in time.

Finally, the two princes and Earl Brad Klein personally went to the fourth floor of the Royal Castle, in the bedroom of the dead emperor. When the Earl discovers the secret compartment that originally housed the Book of the Moon, everyone present thinks that they have found the Emperor's will, and a space that has been built so secret is naturally a good place to store the will. Of course, what was left inside now was only an empty wooden cabinet with its sides destroyed, and the Book of the Moon that had been placed inside had been taken by the demons, and was now beside the nowhere archmage Aqiman.

The higher-ups of the Holy Asserr Empire had no choice but to return to the National Assembly with a sense of disappointment.

"The testament, the will of the Emperor, was it taken by the assassins of the Thieves' Guild?" everyone pondered the question, and Prince Agu Crane, who commanded the Blood Griffin Knights, spoke directly.

"Maybe. The Minister of State was well aware that his wife's name had almost no chance of appearing on the Emperor's will, so he spoke with a hint of laziness.

"It's not because of you!" Baron Wesley Ruda's attitude once again angered Prince Jacques Klein. Ever since learning that the Secretary of State knew about the Thieves' Guild but did not say it so that the Blood Griffin Knights could go and hunt it down, Prince Agu Klein had always looked at his brother-in-law unpleasantly, and even went so far as to swell one of the Chancellor's eyes. "The headquarters of the Thieves' Guild has now burned down, where should we go and find the will?"

The Chancellor of the Exchequer, Eugene Coma, hurriedly waved his hand, trying to make a round for Prince Jacques Klein and his brother-in-law: "Actually, it is still unknown whether the emperor who unfortunately passed away left a will, and we have never heard of the news that the emperor has appointed an heir. Your Excellency, you are the one who frequents the royal castle most often, and I wonder if you have heard anything about the Emperor's will?"

As a result of his long responsibility for the medical care of the members of the royal family, the Archbishop of the Green Leaf Church, Zeni Keamo, was indeed often by the side of Emperor Anfil XXXIV, who had been bedridden for a long time: "Although I was in and out of the royal castle a lot, I never heard anything about the will or the heirs from the emperor's mouth. It's a pity that Lord Hogo Al Qeda has died, otherwise ......"

Everyone knew very well what the archbishop meant by what he did not say. On the night before the assassination of Emperor Anfil XXXIV, Lord Hogo Al Qaida, who was supposed to be in the present room, was killed. Lord Hogo Al Keda was the Emperor's personal bodyguard. He has been serving the Klein family for nearly fifty years. If only he had not been assassinated. The Assassins may not have been able to approach Emperor Anfil XXXIV at all. It was the thought that came to the mind of everyone in the room. Emperor Anfil XXXIV was almost closer to Lord Hogo Al Qaida than the two princes, and if the Emperor had left a will, Lord Hogo Al Keda must have known that the will was kept there.

It's just that it is useless to remember the deceased Lord Hogo Al Qeda now.

In fact, almost all clues about the Emperor's will had been lost, so the head of the Dragon's Tooth Knights, Count Brad Klein, spoke: "Now that Lord Hogo Kelda has died, and the Thieves' Guild has been destroyed, even if the Emperor has left a will, it is likely that there will be no way to find it again." And the Holy Aserl Empire could hardly go a day without an emperor. You say don't you?"

As soon as the words came out, the Count immediately felt several burning eyes shoot into his face, and both Prince Verdor Crane and Prince Argu Crane looked at the Count with a suspicious look. After all, Count Brad Klein was also a member of the Klein family, and he also had the right to succeed Anfil XXXIV and sit on the throne of Emperor.

"Hmph, did you ......send the Dragon's Tooth Knights in a hurry to wipe out the Thieves' Guild," Prince Verdor Klein suddenly pointed the finger at the Dragon's Tooth Knights, only to immediately regret it.

Before Prince Verdor Klein could finish speaking, the Earl's eyes had already zoomed in and stared at the face of the Prince, who was also the Minister of War, and even the Prince had closed his mouth halfway through his words, while the Archbishop of the Green Leaf Church, Zeni Keamo, stepped forward without hesitation and stood between the Count and Prince Verdor Crane: "Lord Earl. The prince didn't mean that way. It's just ......"

The archbishop licked his lips, he couldn't find the words to help Prince Verdor Klein cover up for a while, and the Minister of State, Baron Wesley Ruda, hurriedly tried to help his wife, Princess Sayari Klein's eldest brother: "Verdor is just in a hurry. You know if we elect a new emperor and find the will of the emperor, it will be a trouble. Believe me, Brad, your cousin Verdor doesn't mean anything else. ”

"It doesn't matter if it means something else, or if it doesn't. I'm sure Brad wouldn't be that kind of person, we're the best cousins, aren't we? Unlike the others, someone under him seems to be quite positive. Prince Jacques Klein's words were clearly directed at his brother.

Hearing his brother's words, Prince Verdor Klein's face immediately turned purple. As he was about to retort, Count Brad Klein preemptively expressed his opinion: "I believe that Verdor is only in a hurry, and that we are of course the best cousins, Yagu. So I also hope that everyone will not quarrel here, otherwise if it is spread out, the face of the Holy Asserr Empire will be completely lost in our hands. ”

The Count paused slightly, observing the expressions of everyone in the room. Prince Verdor Crane bowed his head slightly, as if he was feeling remorse for his gaffe, and Prince Yagu Crane seemed to have no interest in continuing to sarcastically mock his eldest brother. So the Count continued what he had not yet finished: "I think that if my uncle's will appeared after the new emperor sat on the throne, it must have been at the will of Lena, our goddess of the earth. The goddess or the one who loses the throne with a more difficult task than being an emperor will receive no less radiance than sitting on the throne of the Holy Asserian Empire. ”

The Count's rather appropriate words, which would have been placed on any other occasion, would have been met with loud applause, but at this moment there was a long silence in the makeshift room of Count Brad Klein in the National Assembly of the Holy Asyr Empire. Everyone was thinking to themselves about their position and what they were going to say next, and Prince Verdor Klein was the first to break the dull air in the room: "Brad is right, we really shouldn't quarrel at this time. And about the next emperor, I. Verdor Klein is the Minister of War of the Holy Asserr Empire. Elect myself, Prince Verdor Klein. The eldest son of the former Emperor Anfil XXXIV succeeded to the throne. ”

Prince Yagu Klein snorted slightly, but did not speak, knowing that it was time for the three ministers in charge of the supreme affairs of the Holy Asserr Empire to speak. After Baron Wesley Rueda and Marquis Eugene Coma, who were qualified to speak at this time, looked at each other, the Chancellor of the Exchequer first expressed his opinion: "Ladies and gentlemen, which prince led the Blood Griffin Knights in the bloody battle on the frontier, and which prince was the one who recovered the kingdom of Sylvia in the north and brought such a large fertile land to the Holy Aserr Empire? The second son of the former Emperor Anfil XXXIV succeeded to the throne. ”

The eyes of Prince Agu Klein, the head of the Blood Griffin Order, flashed with pride, and Baron Wesley Ruda, the Minister of State and husband of Princess Seary Klein, said, "I'm sorry, Argu. I want to be the emperor of the Holy Asserian Empire, and what is more important is not only force, but that kind of bearing. I, the hereditary Baron Wesley Ruda, in my capacity as Chancellor of the Holy Asser Empire, have elected Prince Verdor Klein, the eldest son of the former Emperor Anfil XXXIV, to succeed to the throne. ”

Seeing the clenched fists of Prince Jacques Crane, Earl Brad Klein decided to end the discussion as much as possible, lest Baron Wesley Ruda's other eye be swollen by Prince Jacques Klein. The Count's words brought the meeting to an end: "According to the laws of the Holy Asyre Empire." If the three ministers disagree on the succession to the throne, it will be voted on by the lords of the country. So. Inform the thirty-two lords everywhere that they will vote on the island of the goddess of fate in seven days. And I, at that time, will also vote on behalf of my father, the lord of the Duchy of Mrian, in line with my own heart. ”

For most of the day, from afternoon to night, Edgar, the elder of the Thieves' Guild, Ness, the dark elf thief, and Amtils, the demon of the Dungeon, all hid in the kitchen of the Sunflower Hotel in the North Side, inside Onyx City.

One of the strange features of this kitchen is that the equipment and tools in it are all extremely incommensurate with the current owner of this kitchen. The owner of the kitchen spent a full five hours telling his kitchen guests a story that was probably only one-tenth true, about the origin of the kitchen and its original owner. But the demons eventually figured out one thing: the kitchen was built by a giant who had lived here years ago, which explains why the current owner had to set up his own equipment in addition to the original fireplace and stove.

The owner of the kitchen was Elder Edgar's younger brother, a halfling whose mouth never stopped, and his profession was quite rare among the halfling race: Edel was the cook at the Sunflower Inn. Troubadours, thieves, and even wanderers are the most common of the usual halflings, whose greatest hobby is wandering the continent of Vesta, and as a chef, they don't have the opportunity to travel. What's more, in the introduction of his brother by the elders of the Thieves' Guild, the demon learns that Edel has been working at the Sunflower Hotel for more than ten years. This made the demon think at the same time, not only the halfling chef of the Sunflower Hotel, but even the elder of the Thieves' Guild, I am afraid that he has lived in Onyx City for more than ten years, could it be that the adventurous nature of the halfling race has disappeared from the two fat halfling brothers?

But now is not the time to pursue such trivial matters, and neither the demon nor the dark elf Ness can not suppress their concern for their companions at this moment. Archmage Aqiman, a companion in the demon's dungeon, Nia, the sister of the dark elf Niss, and Isaac, a thief from the Thieves' Guild, were unfortunately separated from them during the Dragon's Tooth Knights' attack on the Thieves' Guild's headquarters. Although there was news that they had managed to break through the siege of the Dragon's Tooth Knights, after all, before that, Archmage Aqiman had already been injured and unconscious, which made the demon even more worried about the current situation of his men.

Edgar, the elder of the Thieves' Guild, frowned for most of the day, looking as if he was trying to think hard, trying to find out the traitor who betrayed the address of the Thieves' Guild's headquarters from his impression of the members of the Thieves' Guild. This is indeed a very serious problem, if this traitor remains among the remaining members of the Thieves' Guild after the attack of the Dragon's Tooth Knights, it is likely that the thousand-year-old Thieves' Guild will disappear.

In this way, the three of them each held their own hearts, and stayed up late into the night amid the chatter of the halfling cook. In addition to the concern for their companions, their concern for the future of the thieves' union, and Eder's seemingly never-ending saliva, the dirt and stench they brought out of the sewers gave them a real taste of what life was like, until the noise from outside the kitchen, which belonged to the tavern lobby, had subsided, and Ness jumped up from the floor to get to work on her gear. Now, it's time to leave the giant-built kitchen that belongs to the halflings.

Edgar, the elder of the Thieves' Guild, was also carefully checking the blade of the dagger in his hand, and although it was the dead of night, there might still be a number of desperate Dragontooth Knights roaming the streets looking for people who had escaped from the headquarters of the Thieves' Guild. The old man didn't want another battle, the morning scuffle had already exhausted and scarred the two thieves and the dungeon master in the kitchen. Although he had cleaned the wounds on his body with the water that Edel had brought in, the pain was not something that could be washed away by water. (To be continued......)