Comprehensive Comics: Fun Moon

"Master Feirut, please put the rest of the business aside for now, please come here."

The old horse stood in the center of Zengchang and said.

"So, what do you want me to do?"

Feirut hummed and stood in the center of Zengchang, looking at the sage Zeng adults on the stage and said.

"As much as I would like you to keep your ladylike manners, please take this."

Reinhardt took out the dragon ball and put it in the girl's hand, the faint urn-colored light grabbed everyone's attention.

"As you can see, Dragon Ball has indeed acknowledged Felt-sama's identity as a shrine maiden..."

"Although it has been recognized by Dragon Ball, there is still a problem with the number of candidates, right?"

At this moment, a discordant voice came from the nobles' queue.

"You mean we Cavaliers B1 picked the wrong person?"

The old horse frowned slightly and looked at the nobleman who made his opinion.

"Please be quiet."

Myrotov ^ coughed and looked at Reinhardt.

"Knight, Reinhardt, tell me how you found her first."

"Yes."

Reinhardt put down the sword at his waist and knelt down to report.

"Lord Feirut found it about a week ago in a corner of a slum street."

"Slum street vagrant!?"

The nobleman who protested against Yi exclaimed again.

"I'm so sorry I'm a homeless child!"

Unbearable, Felt turned and shouted angrily towards the nobles.

"Please be quiet!"

Myrotov shouted again, and then looked at Roswaal who was standing in the center of Zengchang.

"Rosvall, the sixth person selected by the king, according to the report of the knight Reinhardt, should be temporarily living in your house, right?"

"Exactly? Yes, but~ On the way to Zengchang, the person said 'I suddenly remembered something' and disappeared~ Roswaal spread his hands with a smile.

"Sure enough, it's the guy who mixes with the silver-haired half-elf, but he's just uneducated!"

Someone jumped up again and rebuked loudly.

"Uncle Border is also crazy, let the silver-haired half-elf participate in the election!"

"Oh, this is prejudice, it's just like saying that, isn't it bad?" Roswaal was deaf and shoulder-deaf.

At this time, no one noticed the slight bulge of a floor tile and the rich smoke overflowing from it.

"Wait for this."

"what happened!?"

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"what are you doing!"

Just as everyone was in chaos, Felt's voice panicked.

"Master Feirut!"

Reinhardt picked up the dragon sword beside his feet, and slashed down the sword with its sheath, and the wind from the sword caused the smoke to disperse instantly.

"Master Rom?!"

Looking at the figure carrying him, Feirut couldn't tell the situation for a while, and could only watch Lord Rom put himself down, and then he was pushed to the ground by a group of knights.

"I thought there was a good show, but the plan turned out to be quite rough, Lord Rom."

The unfamiliar voice bridles, and everyone looks at the source of the voice in astonishment, only to see Xia Heng sitting on the throne with a cup of cooked tea in his hand.

"Where is the rude person who dares to sit on the throne!"

The previous nobles yelled angrily again, staring at Xia Heng.

"I've been listening down there for a while."

Not caring about the anger of the other party and the approaching knights, Xia Heng took a sip of his tea, crossed the crowd, and looked at the nobleman.

Chapter [*] The prince and general, would you rather have a seed?

"Then, compared to me, you should have no manners at all, right?"

Xia Heng put down the teacup and glanced at the panicked crowd.

"Xia Heng!?"

"Read? It's really..."

Emilia and Roswaal in the audience looked at him in surprise.

"Silver-haired half-elf... that is, the half-demon in your mouth. Just because you look like a witch, you will speak ill of each other, and you are capable of that."

"What did you say?! What is Knight 81 doing, why don't you drag that rude person off the throne!"

"In such a hurry, did I accidentally poke your pain?"

Xia Heng glanced at the knights who were unable to advance half an inch due to the subtle gravity, threw the teacup out, and smashed it precisely on the aristocrat who was rude. fell to the ground.

"Because you didn't dare to provoke the witch, so you put your hatred on the silver-haired half-elf, even if the latter did nothing. To put it bluntly, it is your incompetence and ugliness that make you dare to belittle her at will."

"Even the kid in the slums knows how to be polite, but you don't understand it at all when you are in a high position. It seems that your brain has been damaged by moths, right? And you said the throne... Ah, you even have a royal capital. No, where did the throne come from?"

"Don't talk about the throne, even if I demolish this palace now, what can you do with me?"

Xia Heng looked at the pale-faced noble with contempt, and with a wave of his hand, several knights who had planned to approach flew backwards and slammed into the wall.

"The knights you are proud of are nothing more than that, to put it bluntly, what did they do? It's just because they were born better than others, occupied more resources, and received better education. What's the difference "?"

"Do you think that you have a noble birth, and then you can be superior to others and worry about it? The so-called knighthood, how many of you knights have a clear conscience and dare to say that they have done it?"

"Arrogant, lazy, poor!"

"You only dare to vent your hatred on people who are similar to the enemy in your life, but you don't dare to do anything to those who are stronger than yourself, and live under the protection of the so-called Dragon God all your life.

"Luknica, the king of dragons, was destroyed in the hands of you and the dragon sooner or later."

Xia Heng's words were not like thunder, but in the same volume as when they were chatting normally, but everyone present had fallen into a brief confusion because of these words as if they had been hit with a heavy hammer.

It was not that they had grasped the meaning contained in these words and felt ashamed of it.The thinking of most of them has long been solidified by class, but this does not mean that they do not understand how much of a wave would have been set off among the people if these words were let loose.

If Xia Heng's words were passed into the ears of the people, the foundation of the aristocratic class would have been shaken, and over time, it would have been subverted sooner or later.

At this moment, everyone on the field has been shocked by Xia Heng, but there are always people who are not in the state.

For example, Lord Roma who was held by a group of knights and Felt who was stopped.

"What are you doing, let me go, Lord Roma!"

Seeing the sword on the side of Lord Rom's neck, Felt roared loudly, trying to break free from the two knights.

"...No, it's hard to obey."

The guard knight Chen Lao Ma Xin, who was awakened from the daze by Felt's roar, coughed and turned to look at her.

"Lord Feirut has publicly announced that he has no intention of choosing the king, so we have no reason to obey Lord Feirut's order."

"Humph......"

Lord Roma, who was knocked to the ground by the knights, grinned when he heard the words, and this expression happened to be caught in Felt's eyes, and the latter was stunned for a while, and then showed the same expression.

"?々 I see. There's no need to persuade me in this way."

Feirut strode towards the throne, glanced at Xia Heng, turned around and said to everyone.

"I'm done, Wang Xuan, right? As long as I take the throne as my goal! That old man Yugu is my family, let me go immediately, and then treat him with delicious food.

"Take orders."

"Then...I have to say one more thing. Although there was some hesitation before, what my brother said is right."

With a grin, Feirut opened his arms and shouted at the audience.

"(Thanks Zhao) I hate nobles! I hate knights! I hate Wang Li! I hate you guys who think noble births are great! So if I become the king of thresholds, I will destroy all of this. !"

"My family, there are no nobles! There are no knights! I will destroy everything now! In the future, everyone will be equal! You guys with brains that have been devastated will fall from a height for me, go to Drink the sewer water!"

"So, how is it?"

Feirut had an almost hideous smile on his baby-fat face, tilted his head and looked at the silent crowd in the audience.

Clap clap clap double.

The sudden applause from her side made her stunned for a moment.

Chapter [*] The Rebellion of the Nobles

Clap clap clap clap.

The applause from Feirut ^^ made her stunned for a moment, and then she heard the anger from the audience.

"The slum dwellers and rude men of unknown origin, Knight H], why haven't they been thrown out! Such rebellious words should be punishable by death, as I say!"

"I said, why are you always dancing?"

Hearing this angry shout, Xia Heng frowned and looked at a nobleman with a moustache under the stage.

"You guys should be..."

"Ah, I'm so annoying, please die, that's all, bye."

Xia Heng looked at the nobleman who jumped from beginning to end with a cold expression, and snapped his fingers.

Dark flames rose from under his feet, but in just a short moment, the man's body melted like a candle, his flesh and bones turned into mud, and the black flames burned until nothing remained.

In an instant, there was silence in the Zengchang, and all 173 people stared blankly at the figure of the nobleman disappearing into the world, not even a single black smoke was left behind.

"Eh...that's not good."