Passive Inheritance System for All Occupations

Facing the complex emotions of questioning, shock, shame and anger in the gazes of McClutford and all members of the Sage Society, Reinhardt said with a normal face: "And this matter has been investigated by the Knights, and it is true. I wish I swear by the sword, the above is absolutely true."

While swearing, Reinhardt took off the dragon sword hanging from his waist and placed it on the floor at his feet, showing the highest etiquette of offering a sword.

Seeing the highest etiquette given to a swordsman by the head of the contemporary [Sword Master] family, Deleilin and Rikel who had previously verbally challenged Felut to be unqualified for the king's election were instantly stunned.

Marcos nodded in agreement with what Reinhardt said, and at the same time, McClutford shifted his gaze from Reinhardt to Felut, and squeezed out an ugly smile on his old wrinkled face: "I see. , then in terms of status, there is no doubt that His Royal Highness Felut is indeed the most suitable person to sit on the throne among the five His Royal Highnesses present, but regardless of issues such as background and qualifications, the true king's road has always been satisfied. It is thorns. There will definitely be unimaginable trials waiting for you in the future, are you ready, in other words, do you have this awareness?"

The tone of the test was not only to determine whether the fifth Dragon Priestess candidate had the determination and will to become a king, but also to express his deep dissatisfaction with this matter.

However, the answer given by the other party was completely beyond the imagination of the members of the Sage Association... No, it was beyond the imagination of everyone in the hall, including Chen Mo.

"Huh? What enlightenment? Why should I be prepared? It might be better to say that I am not prepared at all! What are you old guys talking about to yourself?"

The drawn-out restless words echoed over the hall, the words were rude, disrespectful, unflattering, barbaric, and it didn't stop there.

Rolling his eyes sideways and moving his gaze to Reinhardt, Felt's anger and contempt were all vented at this moment: "And you, the worst thing is you! Can you be called a knight like this? Don't care about it at all. People imprison them for their feelings, and they are forced to learn this and that. I have said it countless times. I have no interest in choosing this kind of king! I am not interested in being a king, whoever is interested in being whoever is. , Those cumbersome etiquette, and this troublesome clothes, including you people, I feel like throwing up when I see it! I can't help but feel sick!"

At the end, Felut's face softened slightly and he said: "If you are really a knight with a sense of justice, then I beg you, can you let me go back? I really don't want to stay here any longer. "

"His Royal Highness Felut..." Reinhardt's complicated eyes lingered on Felut's blond hair and burning red pupils for a moment, then he closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, there was only determination left in his eyes: "Although everything else doesn't matter, I'm sorry, but I can't agree to your request."

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Reinhardt's resolute refusal made the last glimmer of hope disappear in Felt's eyes. She tore the light and expensive light yellow dress on her body as if venting, and the skirt turned into rags after a few pricks. , revealing the immature fair skin.

"His Royal Highness, please..."

Seeing Felut's frantic behavior, Reinhardt slightly reached out to stop her, but she slapped her away.

"You, you just want me to participate in this king's election, right?"

Raising his head with aggressive eyes, Felut took Reinhardt in front of him as a proxy, looked around everyone in the hall one by one, and then a beautiful and pure smile appeared on his face: "Okay, then I will be like You wish, but if one day I sit on the highest chair, you, and you, all of you, I will make you all regret the decisions you made today."

"Bold!"

"How can you be so rude!"

"What a big breath!"

Felut's explosive speech instantly detonated the entire space in the hall, and the knight group was only slightly disturbed. After all, Reinhardt who was standing next to Felut hadn't said anything yet, and it wasn't their turn to get angry if he wanted to. But the civil servant camp on the other side is completely opposite. Those civil servants who usually write and draw with pens are all flushed with anger at the moment, and they look like they want to use pens as swords. Like a few holes in the body.

"Huh? Why, do you know you regret it now?"

In the eyes of everyone's resentment, Felut laughed happily a few times. The sulking that had been accumulated in her heart for a while has finally come out, and then she continued to speak harshly: "It's not just you, if I become the king, I will definitely subvert this country completely! What kind of bullshit aristocrats, all go to farm and raise pigs to produce food! There are also old guys from the Sage Association, don't think about anything else High days!"

"You...! Rude! You are so rude!"

Now even the members of the Sage Council on the high platform became furious, and Dreyrin, who was dissatisfied with Felut's participation in the king's election before, stood up and shouted: "Guards! Where are the guards? Come and drive this rude man out!" "

However, it was not the footsteps of the guards that answered Deleilin's order.

"—Your Highness Felut, please stay behind me."

Reinhard stopped in front of Felut with a calm face, and looked at everyone in the hall alone.

Just when the dignified atmosphere gradually escalated to a slightly gunpowder smell, McClutford's voice came from the high platform: "Everyone, be quiet."

The old man's voice carried a sense of majesty from a long-standing high position. Even Felut, who had just uttered wild words, couldn't help but stop provoking and cursing when he heard the voice.

"Very good, it seems that everyone has calmed down." Looking away from the audience in satisfaction, McClutford went on to announce: "Since Shenlong has recognized the qualifications of His Royal Highness Felut, the beliefs that His Highness insists on are also valid. It is a path that the kingdom may take in the future, so regarding the battle of succession to the throne, His Highness is naturally justifiable, and then I invite all of you to come forward to exchange opinions and opinions, and the current King Election Council will officially begin."

Chapter 35 The enemy's invisible opponent is the biggest trump card

After McClutford's majestic proclamation echoed twice over the hall, the entire knight order and civil servant camp fell into silence at the same time, leaving only the five Dragon Witch candidates standing in front of the hall with their heads held high. With different persistence, they stared directly at the members of the Sage Society on the high platform without giving an inch and without retreating.

"very good."

Looking away from the five girls in the audience, McClutford nodded, and then announced: "First of all, I would like to thank you all again for coming. The topic of this meeting is [how to become a king]. Although Long Lishi can Gather together people who have the qualifications to choose a king, but they themselves do not have the ability to choose a king, so in the process of selection, it is necessary to listen to the level of awareness of your highness."

"Hmmm."

"Seconded."

"no comment."

All the members of the Sage Society also agreed with what McClutford said, and then Marcos, who was standing on the side of the high platform, took a step forward, glanced at the people in the hall one by one, and finally locked on the girls of the five protagonists.

"Since the agenda has been decided, please Your Highness carry out your beliefs and inform everyone here of all your propositions and positions, so as to prove that you really have the majesty to shoulder the country."

Speaking of this, Marcos took a deep breath, as if he felt the emotions of all the members, and saluted in the direction of the king's candidate.

"First of all, I would like to invite His Royal Highness Crusch and the accompanying knight - Felix Agel to come forward."

Crusch, as the name suggests, has dark green hair neatly tied behind his back, a military-style dress, and a thin-bladed saber with him, giving off a heroic and awe-inspiring look.

Compared with this heroism, the knight walking forward with her is another extreme, fluffy skirt and ribbon bow, cute furry cat ears on the top of the head, and very girlish knee socks...

"Your Excellency Chen Mo."

When Crusch led the accompanying knights forward to the high platform of the throne, Roswaal, who was standing in the middle of the civil servant camp, quietly moved to the side of Chen Mo, and the clown with heavy makeup showed a playful smile: "Do you think this is the case?" How about His Royal Highness Crusch?"

"I?"

Chen Mo turned his head and glanced at Roswaal who was standing two steps behind, then turned his gaze back, his lips moved slightly and said, "Whether the eyes are good or the pace of walking is good, they are very imposing, and they should look like the nobles of the kingdom." Born...a pretty little girl, if she is trained well, she should be an outstanding king."

"Hmm, His Royal Highness Crusch really deserves such praise." Roswaal nodded, and continued: "Whether it's family background education, behavior style, including the bearing and mind of a king, and most importantly His Highness Cruxiu has the same aggressiveness. Even if she is in a different camp, she has to admit that she is definitely an excellent successor to the throne. Unexpectedly, His Excellency Chen Mo also has unique insights in knowing people. "

"Excellent..."