"I hate knights, I hate nobles, I hate kingdoms."

The simple three sentences directly made the weathered knights and nobles stunned in place.

"I don't want to participate in the Election of the King, but before that, the Knights of the Guards arrested Lord Roma, and these are all your tricks, so in that case, I declare that I will participate in the Election of the King, which is correct in terms of process." ”

The hall was still for a moment, and then it was as if it had exploded.

"What are you talking about!?"

"In the king's election, he said that he would destroy the kingdom, and it seems that I and other sages are too laissez-faire with the witch."

"It's a waste of time for the old man to listen to such unorthodox words."

The scene was chaotic, the guards knights were dazed, the purpose of the knights was to protect the royal family, and Firut was the last orphan of the Sword Master's certification, as long as there were no particularly big accidents, they were the most solid backing of their people, hundreds of heroes, enough to overwhelm the surrounding countries, but at this moment, the accident was like a thick phlegm on the face, unbearable but lingering.

"What do you think, Rheinharut." McRotov asked, and after experiencing the various candidates' distractions, he found that his patience had grown significantly.

"This ...... It's a royal order. Rheinharut replied with difficulty, and he felt that his face must be bitter now.

"What a fool." Instead, McRotov laughed, such a [Xeon] would be loved by any monarch, and then he looked sideways at someone and said in a loud voice, "Knight Shudmeer, I expect your fair judgment. ”

Destroying the kingdom, this ideal should not exist, as the guardian of the kingdom after the demise of the royal family, he has the obligation to knock it down into the abyss, which is the responsibility of the sage.

"The king's ideal can be anything, but the premise of wanton recklessness is to become an unshakable pillar of the land and the people, to the detriment of his own best interests, can only be described as stupid, knowing that the ideal will cause widespread jealousy, but still resorting to words, only to be happy for a while, completely killing the possibility of realization with his own hands, this is tantamount to short-sightedness and naivety, her greatest deficiency is not in the right or wrong of the ideal, but in the fact that her people have no patience, consideration, determination to realize it, in short, incompetence." Jiang Yuan said expressionlessly.

The chaotic scene suddenly quieted down, if you have to find the most lethal negative evaluation of the monarch, then there is nothing more than this, incompetence is not to be handed over, but may become an internal bomb at any time, the consequences of frequent faint moves are far more tragic than not saying a word, and this has already shown signs of wanton destruction of order.

"You're really harsh." McRotov's expression was complicated.

"Black Rumbling Tin Man, you scold ...... again"

Rheinharut hurriedly controlled Firut, if he even lost the last etiquette and decency, his own camp would really be doomed, and he had already decided in his heart to take the other party to the station of the Sword Saint family to avoid the limelight, otherwise everyone would definitely shout and fight.

"The next dragon witch to speak." McRotov said with a headache that although his words were sharp, in terms of results, someone was the most qualified first knight, at least beating the other candidates at the political and strategic level, and the other party's eyes were definitely not ordinary knights.

"The concubine really witnessed a wonderful monkey show today......

Priscilla shook her fan and spoke slowly.

……

The election of the king has been officially opened since the time of the conference, and although the candidates have performed differently, according to the guidelines of the Dragon Calendar, all five dragon witches will have the opportunity to participate in the process, and the final result will be announced in three years, when the entire population will be an important factor in the king's attribution, and until that day comes, all five factions must keep the kingdom running at a minimum.

Halfway through the meeting, the Dragon Witch saw the Dragon Calendar Stone after issuing the declaration, and the first knights such as Rheinharut, Felix, and Shudmeier withdrew to the lounge so as not to affect the assessment process.

From the lounge, you can see the training ground of the Knights of the Guards, surrounded by reddish-brown mottled walls, spacious enough for horses to run freely.

A duel is about to begin, and the Emilia camp - the civilian Natsuki Pleiades will face off against the Anna camp - Eurius the Beonder, and the overall level difference between the two sides is seventy levels, and the victory or defeat is already sealed before the players appear.

"Julius, you shouldn't do this, it's not like your style at all, I admit that what he said was excessive, but as long as you reason and let him correct it, in normal times, you should choose this way."

At the door of the corridor leading from the rest room to the training ground, Rheinharut sighed to his friend.

"You also said that it is usual, he doesn't understand what the king election means to us at all, and I don't bother to care about any other place, but the solemnity of allegiance and the pride of knights cannot be blasphemed, and as of now, there is not even a word of apology, and that guy is completely unaware of his mistake."

Julius went to the training ground, where the seats were filled with knights and nobles, and when they came out of the hall of the king's election, they happened to catch up with the farce.

Due to the disparity between the two sides, Felix, the healer of the Aono, is forced to serve as a witness to ensure that the "Best Knight" does not make an accident that would tarnish his career out of anger.

The one-sided beating began, neither of the two in the lounge watched, Rheinharut knew that there would be no death, and someone was simply not interested.

The moment the whistle sounded, Natsuki launched a charge with a wooden sword in his hand, the balance level of his body was miserable, and before the wooden sword was swung, his wrist had already been pierced, just a simple pain made him completely lose stability, and then as if he had actively collided, Julius's knee was hard against the opponent's chest.

The rag-like body rolled on the training ground one after another, and after several times the world was turned upside down, Natsuki fell to the ground, accompanied by convulsions, blood gushing out of her mouth and nose.

Felix uses healing magic on it, and the battle resumes.

In the first few rounds, the scene was full of merciless ridicule, but after more than ten rounds, there was a sigh of pity, and when the concept of the number of times was blurred, half of them couldn't bear to look at it directly.

Until the end, Lai Yueyue burst out of his potential, at the cost of extremely damaging his magic qualifications, he launched the dark attribute veil magic, black smoke rose in the training ground, and his comprehensive level also came to LV2, Elven Warlock (Disabled) LV1.

It's a pity that it's still a complete defeat.

Before falling unconscious, Natsuki heard the girl's cry.

"Pleiades!"

The unveiling ceremony of the royal election meeting is over, and the current disclosure of the election conditions is related to the approval of the people, which is a congenital disadvantage for the silver-haired half-elf.

(End of chapter)