Victor's gaze seemed to be buried deep in the cold sea of black terror, bursting with a glimmer of indifference and questioning.

His appearance was like a thunderclap in the banquet hall, making the eyes of the people present as wide as copper bells.

His heart was pounding wildly, unable to take his eyes off him.

Similarly, the moment she saw Victor, Hernie's eyes were filled with admiration and obsession.

She looked at Victor infatuatedly, and there seemed to be a shallow love leaping in her eyes.

Leah, who was next to her, was in a very different mood.

Clasped his arms in his hands, pursed his lips slightly, and seemed to be a little disdainful.

"Cut, you know how to be handsome."

Erica's gaze shifted from a nobleman who had just been accosted to Victor.

"Sorry, I'm not interested in chatting."

After she politely rejected the nobleman, her expression changed instantly, and the smile on her face revealed a hint of surprise.

And the rejected nobleman, after seeing Victor, also forgot the frustration of being rejected just now.

Victor's appearance made the entire banquet hall fall silent.

Only Gwen, standing on the edge of the banquet staircase, cold as ice.

Her long, silver-gray hair hung down her back, just like Gwen's face now, without any fluctuations.

His eyes stared blankly ahead, not even noticing the sudden arrival of Victor.

Seeing Victor, everyone suddenly reacted, and an extremely reliable guess suddenly rose in their hearts.

If Aurelian were to become the Empress.

So who is the biggest supporter in the entire empire?

Obviously, it was Victor, it was the Cravina family.

Today, the strength of the Craviner family is well known.

It is clear that the strength of this family does not lie in their wealth or status.

It's in Victor.

Even the eldest prince and the second prince also want Victor's support, why?

The reason is that Viktor has really become a very powerful terror mage in the entire empire.

The bells and whistles are never more intuitive than force.

The opposing nobleman looked at Victor nervously.

He felt an oncoming pressure, and his throat struggled with a mouthful of saliva, beads of sweat oozing from his forehead and back.

Looking at Victor, who was holding a black scepter with a golden bird's head, his legs trembled slightly.

After a difficult choice of courage, the nobleman spoke to Victor in a trembling voice:

"Dimension...... Count Victor. ”

"I just think that the decision about the heir to the empire seems a bit hasty......"

"Really?"

Victor smiled lightly, leisurely putting away the tension that permeated his body.

The air seemed to be much lighter, and the nobleman's shoulders were stretched out with relief.

Then, with his staff in hand, Victor calmly walked forward.

The bustling crowd consciously avoided a path for him.

Eventually, he stood beneath the glittering golden platform, and then slowly stopped.

A glance up collided with Oberly's gaze.

Behind him, all three members of the Mage Council gathered behind him.

The black suit on Victor's body seemed to ignite a black flame, and the flame instantly seemed to be attracted, swirling towards his chest.

When the flames converged to a point, a subtle crack appeared in the surrounding space.

The black flames burned out quickly, as if dispelled by an invisible hand, leaving no scorch traces.

And a three-headed insignia that shimmered with a mysterious light had appeared on Victor's chest at this moment.

Only then did everyone suddenly realize.

Viktor was more than just an Count of the Empire.

He is also a heavyweight member of the Mage Council.

Victor stood his staff beside him and bowed deeply to Auberly:

"Your Majesty, I think most of the people in the room have the same doubts."

"Why did you decide to let Her Highness Aurelian succeed to the throne?"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of a group of nobles all became no longer calm. Doubts and expectations were instantly intertwined, and they all whispered.

Because that's what they think.

Victor helped them ask the questions they wanted to ask.

Until then, no one had ever wanted to support Aurelian's succession to the throne.

And the reason why the nobles are so anxious at the moment is because they are desperate for the emperor to revoke this thunderbolt proclamation.

The reason is simple, if the ordination is not withdrawn.

What are they playing with the old guys who support the second prince and the eldest prince?

At first, the two princes did not give in to each other, and the boundaries were clear, and the nobles who wandered in the middle had already chosen sides.

Waiting to rush to the arms of the winner and enjoy the luck of soaring.

Some even pinned their family's prosperity on this big gamble.

Take, for example, the Rayser family.

Although due to the feud with Victor, they have long since rarely appeared in the royal capital.

But if the Rayser family knew that Aurelian was going to be the heir, I'm afraid they wouldn't be the first to agree.

After all, their family business and fate are all pinned on the eldest prince.

If Aurelian really succeeded to the throne, wouldn't all their efforts be in vain?

The Rayser family is like this, and the other families are not much different, basically all the investments are lost.

At the end of the day, maybe they'll have to lose their bottoms.

Even those who were preparing at both ends heard this sudden news, and their brains shut down with them.

Isn't that right?

Isn't this to send them into the pit of fire?

Originally, both the eldest prince and the second prince were prepared, and if anyone ascended the throne, they would not lose.

Don't ask for a trick from the dragon, whoever becomes the emperor can also think about them.

As a result, the heir to the throne became Aurelian.

Now both ends are blocked.

In fact, these aristocrats didn't really care who the new emperor would be.

They only care about their own interests.

If Aurelian had the right opportunity, they would even be willing to invest in her.

But alas, the emperor did not give them such an opportunity.

Empires in history have never had an empress, and Aurelian has been raised like a vase for the past many years.

Despite her rapid progress in her magical studies, she has never had a remarkable achievement.

It is only in recent months that the beginning of the show has begun.

And how to convince the nobles?

So, just as Victor had asked Emperor Oberly, Victor again asked:

"Your Highness Aurelian, how can you become the Emperor?"

That's right! Why is Her Highness Aurelian!

This is what these nobles can't stand the most.

The princess has not been cultivated since she was a child, and she is only a teenager, she knows how to govern the country with a fart?

Governing a country is no child's play!

Victor suddenly seemed so great in the eyes of these nobles, and they were immensely grateful.

At one point, they even felt that Victor had become their comrade-in-arms, and sent questions to Oberly on their behalf, but they didn't dare to ask.

It's a hero in their minds!

However, alas.

They forgot about a fact.

That is, Victor has always been on Aurelian's side.

So, Oberly didn't answer everyone's questions.

Even Aurelian was smiling and standing behind Aurely.

She was still the same dignified appearance, and there was no response.

Only Viktor, who suddenly turned around and looked at the countless nobles present.

"So, you want a reason?"

The nobles fell silent for a moment.

They knew that by doing so, Aurelie was undoubtedly a staunch supporter of Aurelian.

The second prince and the eldest prince may have already lost the right to compete for the throne.

"Well, I'll give you a reason."

Victor's feet instantly overflowed with thick magical power, and a complex magic array immediately appeared on the ground.

The lines of this formation wriggled dynamically like a living body, and each rune shimmered with brilliant brilliance.

When the strong aura of magic overflowed, it was like an abyss of darkness opened in an instant, drowning everyone present in it.

The banquet hall seemed to be torn apart, and the surroundings were completely transformed into a thick darkness.

But this darkness did not last long, it began to surge, and the darkness around it was like a tumbling ink, gradually revealing the magnificence of the universe.

Boundless stars, swirling nebulae, in this vast universe, the nobles seem to be in it.

The seats around are as if they are floating in the starry sky.

Countless nobles watched in confusion as they were dragged into this illusory world, and looked down at their surroundings.

Even looking at their bodies, they feel that the position they are in is not real after all.

One of the nobles pointed to the sky in astonishment and shouted in shock.

"So, what's that!?"

When everyone heard the sound, they looked up, but they suddenly froze.

The sky is also filled with starry spheres.

But the only difference is that there is a huge pitch-black scale swinging quickly in the air to the sides.

It's like he's measuring something.

Seeing this, some well-informed noble mages suddenly exclaimed:

"Is this ...... The legendary Libra of the Goddess of Justice? ”

"What? Libra for Lady Justice? ”

"The Council of Mages and the Goddess of Justice...... Are they really related? ”

But then, the scales slowly stopped oscillating and suspended in balance in the dark depths.

A few wisps of black light gradually converged and burst out from above the scale, like the divine light of judgment, shining on the bodies of some nobles.

They seemed to have been summoned by some kind of summoning, and they became extremely excited, their eyes were bloodshot, and they were even breathing rapidly.

Suddenly, the nobles who were guided by the divine light began to show strange shapes. Their bodies shriveled up as quickly as if they had lost moisture, and their entire bodies twisted to the limit.

His body began to shake slightly, as if he was about to lose control of something.

The nobles who saw this were terrified, and they exclaimed:

"Baron Lisse, what's wrong with you?"

"Viscount Zuqi, your body ......"

However, at the time of seeing this scene.

Whether it's Oberly on the Golden Pedestal.

Or the four councillors present.

None of them reacted any more.

As if it were completely expected.

Put everything in front of everyone else.

Duke Rivi watched the scene with a smile on his face.

Again, he glanced at Gwen, who looked hollow and still indifferent, as if nothing had happened.

Earl Baker, who was already wide-eyed and shocked, said indifferently.

"You see, I said it a long time ago."

"Wait a while, something will happen."