From the pure blood dragon clan, I started to become a human being

Chapter 600 King’s Selection

December 619st, 1th year of the New Calendar.

In the Dragon Kingdom, the king selection meeting begins.

Early that morning, Princess Sun from the Kingdom of Yestije and her first knight left the mansion and set off for the palace.

The Dilong carriage is parked at the door. The carriage is beautifully carved and dotted with many colorful decorations. Even the wheels have been specially treated, exuding a sense of unnecessary luxury from the inside out.

After walking into the spacious carriage and sitting down, Priscilla gently rubbed her hungover forehead twice and said in a slightly hoarse voice:

"I didn't do anything strange last night, right?"

"Just naked."

On the opposite side of the carriage, someone wearing black armor answered calmly. The World Champion's armor can transfer 60% of the damage to the ground, which is pretty good among artifacts.

"That's not bad." Priscilla breathed a sigh of relief and asked again: "When you see such a graceful body, you don't have any thoughts at all?"

A clear sneer came from under the armor. Priscilla was a little embarrassed, but she was more curious about how the other person's smile could make this guy who was more arrogant and self-centered than herself laugh. She was regarded as a successful clown.

"Stop it, don't think that I don't know that you will definitely have a cold and hard expression after you open it."

The Earth Dragon Car moved forward. On the way, the two of them saw Natsuki Subaru wandering at the door. Emilia made an agreement with him not to get involved in the king's selection. For elf warlocks, contracts are extremely important matters.

"That's true, you are the emperor now."

"Huh? We get along day and night, but you actually think that I will be nervous. The world is just for..."

Jiang Yuan raised his right hand when he heard this.

"You're a little nervous."

"It is my choice to make you the most powerful person at the top, so don't worry about the results in three years, you will win." Jiang Yuan said.

"I thought I got some comfort, but your pause is a bit suspicious." Priscilla said, shaking her fan.

The calm and unmistakable judgment was issued like an order.

Priscilla slowly fell silent. Six or seven years ago, she failed in the competition to elect the emperor. To say that the reason was because she did not like the emperor's position, even she would feel shameful. She tried her best and failed miserably. It is objective. fact.

"Ah."

"You are different from me. I have never lost." Jiang Yuan paused for a moment. Back then, a certain heir's backstab did not harm the overall situation, so it was not considered a failure. He could still righteously believe that he had always won. Win again.

"Will this process last three years?" Priscilla muttered. She didn't know where the other party got the information, but since this guy said it, just choose to believe it.

"If you reveal your armor at this time, I will promise you anything."

"I have a hunch that something interesting will happen if I take him in." Priscilla said thoughtfully, "But let's play it safe."

Jiang Yuan was noncommittal. As time went by with him, the degree to which the other party was affected by fate gradually decreased. This was the effect of absolute personality. As for Natsuki Subaru, he could sneak into the scene even if no one helped him. There are tools in the world. Don't be stingy with a little help before you get things done.

As long as you interfere with the environment through coincidence, then influence the subconscious of each chess piece, and then change the actual behavior, you can create a situation that is consistent with development to a certain extent. A true god with the power of destiny can easily do this, but it is an extremely laborious option. .

The dragon carriage arrived at the gate of the palace city, and the two got off the car and walked onto the central passage leading into the city. On both sides were fully armed elite soldiers, all holding their swords high, looking at the candidates for the king's election calmly and solemnly. In a certain sense , this could be their future king. At the end of the road, the gilded stone gate is so tall that people need to look up.

The door opened, and inside was a vast hall covered with red carpets. The surroundings were decorated with splendor, and the chandeliers looked like lush trees hanging upside down.

In the deepest part of the hall, there are five chairs on the left and right, and there is one in the middle that looks the most eye-catching. It is carefully designed with a white-gold dragon pattern, which looks like it is carrying a dragon on its shoulders, but also like it is being cared for by a dragon.

On both sides of the room, there were knights of the Guards and a group of noble civil servants wearing white uniforms. Important figures in the entire kingdom gathered together for the king's election.

The candidates stood in the center of the hall one by one. When Emilia saw Natsuki Subaru and the Crusch camp coming in together, she fell into the pain of uneasiness.

Violating the contract with the elf warlock was tantamount to trampling on his dignity. At this time, the Son of Destiny was still unaware of this.

Sun Princess, Priscilla.

The Duke of the Kingdom, Kurxiu.

Hessing Chamber of Commerce, Anna.

The silver-haired half-elf, Emilia.

Four dragon witches who had already proven their identities were present.

"Now I would like to invite all the adults from the Sage Association to enter."

Under the curtains on both sides of the hall, several elders appeared in majestic clothes that matched their status. The leader was an old man with a gray beard that could hang down to the floor. His face was weathered, but his eyes were like sharp swords. As a representative of the Sage Association, Mike Lotov has the greatest say.

"I would like to inform you that this happened about half a year ago. The royal family headed by the late king died of illness in a short period of time. Losing the light that guided the direction was undoubtedly a serious dilemma for the kingdom, especially when it involved the contract with Shenlong.

The relationship between the kingdom and dragons dates back hundreds of years, when His Majesty signed a contract with the divine dragon Polkenika. Since then, the kingdom has escaped suffering and prospered many times with the help of the divine dragon. The other party has kept the agreement, although Time has passed, but it is still watching us from an unknown place.

Because of this, the maintenance of the covenant is closely related to the survival of the kingdom. According to the guidance of the Prophecy Tablet and the Dragon Calendar Stone, the kingdom needs a witch who can communicate with the dragon and renew the contract to assume the responsibility of the king. Candidates are asked to show the dragon tattoo badge. "

The four girls stretched out their dragon badges according to the procedure to prove their identities. Each badge released a different dazzling light, lighting up the entire hall.

Mycrotov showed some relief on his face and continued, "As you can see, the candidates all have the qualifications of Dragon Witches. Based on witnessing this fact..."

Just for a moment, all the light converged, and the dragon pattern badges all emitted a harsh buzz, making everyone present, strong or weak, feel strong discomfort. The four badges suddenly floated into the air, and then rushed to the same place. .

Regardless of the knights of the Guards, noble civil servants, or members of the Society of Sages, they all set their sights on the knight next to Duke Sun.

The Black Knight is also quite famous in the Pro-Dragon Kingdom. After all, he is a powerful warrior who led hundreds of people out of the city and swept across the battlefield in the buffer zone.

But the significance of the incident at this moment is completely different.

Mycolotov turned and looked at the pure white stone slab next to the throne, which displayed ancient writings that sages would pass down from generation to generation.

After a long while, he managed to control his expression and said with uncontrollable shock:

"According to...the oldest unknown contract, Lord Shudemeier, as long as you nod, the position of king is waiting for me, and I am ordered to ask for the gift on behalf of the dragon."

The noise suddenly exploded, discussions were endless, and everyone lost their absolute calmness. The Dragon Calendar Stone has never made mistakes. Judging from the looks of other sages, what Myrotov said was not a lie. The black knight from a foreign country actually had Such ridiculous treatment.

(End of this chapter)