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"Then let everyone hear it."

After hearing Mylotov's instructions, Reinhardt turned around and looked at everyone in Hiroma.

"The Dragon Miko, the candidate for the king - the final fifth person, has been found."

The commotion began to spread among the standing knights, and the expressions of the candidates also changed with strong expressions.The stalled king's election is about to begin.The new candidate will become Emilia's rival candidate.

"Please come in." Reinhardt called briefly.The guard at the door saluted as he heard the voice, and then the door slowly opened.

——From the other side of the door, a person accompanied by the maid was called into the throne room.

She rocked a light yellow dress, stepped onto the carpet with high heels, and was a girl with meticulously styled golden hair, strong-willed red eyes, and distinctive tiger fangs that seemed to be mischievous.

"I am a person who is revered as a king - my name is Felt."

Almost everyone's eyes were focused on the girl who appeared. Everyone knew that with the appearance of the other party, it meant...

——Determining the ending of the Kingdom of Lugonica, the king's election has begun.

Felute arrived slowly in the center of the hall. After a quick glance, she looked at the only girl she knew among the candidates.

"Emilia, didn't that guy come?"

After Felt looked left and right, he couldn't help but ask Emilia a question.

In this girl's opinion, considering the relationship between Takema Kirie and Emilia, it was impossible for him to let Emilia attend such an important meeting alone.

You must know that both parties are bringing their most important 'knights' who can be called right-hand men. It stands to reason that Takema Kirie will also be present.

"Wuzhi has something to deal with and should be back soon." Emilia explained in a low voice.

"That guy is really the case, but he's not here for this meeting." Felt couldn't help but complain for Emilia.

"Sir Felt. Although it is also pleasant to reconnect with old friends, please come over here." Marcos, who was looking on and looked kind and kind, motioned to the stage with his hand as he conducted the discussion calmly.

Felt frowned at that serious expression and walked forward with an expression that seemed to indicate reluctance.

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

"I want to say, behave like a lady, but please hold this first."

Felt looked disgusted at Reinhardt's joke.In her palm like this, there was the Dragon Emblem that Reinhardt took out of his arms.Immediately the gem emitted white light in his palm.

"That's what I thought when I stole it. It's really a rare and wonderful gem. It actually glows and stuff."

"Stolen?"

"This is because the dragon recognized Felt-sama's qualifications."

Felt who accidentally said something bad.Marcos noticed the careless way she spoke, but Reinhardt immediately brushed it off with an assist.

"Just like this, Dragon Ball has indeed recognized Felt-sama as a shrine maiden. After her participation is recognized, it can be considered that the king's election has begun in a real sense."

Marcos put his hand on his chest and bent over.After Reinhardt did the same, all the knights of the guard also did the same.

Members of the Knights reporting on the completion of their mission.It is because of their efforts that the five dragon mikos present - that is, the candidates for the future Queen Lugunica are gathered here.

This is why it is said to be a day when history changes.

However, when the five people who chose the king gathered together, the civil servants and officials on the other side had an unstable quarrel that was pregnant with confusion and doubts.

"Excuse me, may I bother you?"

A person stepped out from the civil service group.He was a hunched middle-aged man with very conspicuous dark circles under his unhealthy eyes.Nervously stroking his gorgeous beard.

"Regarding the ceremony of selecting the king this time, starting from the Knights of the Guards, there are no words to express the dedication and dedication of the Knights of the Kingdom. Without the power of all the kings, it would be impossible to rectify the situation in such a short time."

"However, although I don't want to say this, but according to the situation indicated by the Dragon Calendar Stone, don't you think there are some problems with the selection of candidates?"

The hunchbacked clerk continued:

"What I want to say is that the qualifications to be the Dragon Priestess have attracted too much attention. The most important thing is the qualifications to hold the crown of the kingdom on your head. Isn't it too despising?"

To the hunchbacked man who spoke out in an arrogant manner, a voice of approval came from the civil servant group: "That's right."

"The covenant with the dragon is more important than anything else. Since Lugunica continues to exist as a pro-dragon kingdom, the kingdom cannot be established without the covenant. However, putting too much emphasis on the covenant and underestimating the people is putting the cart before the horse."

Starting with the opinion just now, the civil service group began to express their dissatisfaction one after another.

"Being a miko is also a king. That means you don't have enough consciousness to be a king!"

"Even if you dress up on the outside, your true nature and attitude will show through!"

"Not enough taste. Not enough education. Can this be said to be respected as a king?"

"Why would someone who is obviously unqualified be qualified, especially a woman with a look that scares people!"

What the civil servants group was criticizing was the case of Felt, who had a bad attitude and attracted attention just now.

However, the other candidates cannot be said to have not been shot while lying down.

In fact, Emilia's profile could be seen to be enduring pain.

At this moment, she hoped in her heart that that person could come and that she could be supported and relied on by that shoulder.

"Mylord Mycolotov, please think again. Just being chosen by the Dragon Balls will give you the qualifications for the throne and so on... The crown should be obtained by those who are able. It should not depend on what is on hand..."

"Your Excellency Likerut, you are a little too passionate, aren't you?"

A familiar voice interrupted Likerut's sharp words that made Mylotov change his mind.

Rikelut looked at Roswaal with clear hostility.

"What a joke, Roswaal. I haven't accepted the attitude of the minister yet. It's not just me, but most of the people in the palace are like this too. Until now, they have turned a blind eye because it is an extraordinary period. But, the matter is over now. Not to mention the Astraea family who recommended the waif, the foolish words of the minister who recommended the half-demon as king..." The bald old man sitting in the seat of the sages interjected.

The tall old man said with veins appearing on his forehead, eyes full of disgust directed at Emilia.

"Filthy. It's actually a silver-haired half-demon. Even if you just let him enter the throne room, you should be scared. Why didn't you notice it?"

"Your Excellency Bordeaux, you have spoken too much," Mycolotov said solemnly.

"Don't you understand, Mr. Mycolotov? The silver-haired half-demon has exactly the same appearance as the "Jealous Witch" that has been handed down, right? In the past, half of the kingdom was sucked dry, and all living creatures were driven to despair. The destruction of chaos. Don’t say you don’t know.”

"How much do you think you would be frightened and trembled just by seeing your appearance and origin? With such a being, you come to the throne? It's unimaginable. For other countries and citizens, it is already the maximum level to disturb the people's hearts. Not to mention. They say this is the pro-dragon kingdom of Lugunika—Maleficent’s country!”

Malice full of discrimination is like a pot of boiling water, boiling continuously in this hall.

Countless malicious words were directed at the silver-haired half-elf.

until.......

"boom------!"

The huge and gorgeous palace gate was blown away by someone's kick.

Amidst the scattered white smoke, crisp and loud footsteps entered the hall from outside the door. When the smoke and dust dispersed, everyone saw a young man carrying a huge demon dragon head standing in the center of the hall.

"I just arrived and heard a bunch of idiots screaming. It was really noisy!"

Volume 1: Chapter [-] All voices are dead silent!

Countless pairs of eyes were all staring at the person in the center.

Whether it was the civil servants of the Sage Society, all the knights of the Knights present, or the five chosen kings, almost everyone was looking at this young man.

Eyes from all directions were staring at him openly or covertly.

There was a lot of curiosity and appreciation, but there was also murderous intent and hostility, which was understandable, but he didn't like the strong aura he had unknowingly developed along the way.

With the crisp sound of the pitch-black magic sword at the waist, the unparalleled momentum of the world swept across the entire hall, vast, great, surly, noble...

A terrifying momentum filled the place that left almost everyone in the place without any resistance. No one drew their swords, and no one even dared to lift a finger. Even though they knew that the other party would not kill anyone here, the overbearing murderous intention that went straight into the soul was like a sea of ​​hell. It shrouds everyone's sanity...

In the main hall where countless powerful knights from the pro-Dragon Kingdom gathered, Takema Kirizhi did not hide his desire to shatter the world.

The spiritual power of the sun was rioting like a river flowing into the sea, and the power of the bright sun was shocking.

And the most terrifying thing is that the eighth gate of the Eight Gates Dunjia can be opened at any time inside his body!A faint blood color appeared around Takema Kirizhi, like a super-large hydrogen bomb that could explode on the spot at any time. It was so terrifying that even Reinhardt did not dare to face it head-on.

All the time, in order to gain ability points and obtain great achievements, Takema Kirie's battles were mostly done with "holding back", for fear of accidentally beating the opponent to death by using too much force.

But now, after he had just arrived and heard the malicious remarks against his wife Emilia, he completely let go of his momentum and showed his power in an unscrupulous way.

After consuming [Izanagi] once and using the human body of Otsutsuki Immortal to open the eighth gate, Takema Kirie insisted on letting the idiots in this kingdom know what it means to break mountains and rivers, and what it means to change the world!

"You seemed to be shouting very fiercely before, right?"

Zhujian Wuzhi's eyes had turned into an eternal kaleidoscope, and the entire hall was like a quagmire filled with a sea of ​​blood. The terrifying smell of blood made it impossible for everyone to breathe.

"Who was criticizing my Emilia just now?"

"I want to see who dares to say another word in front of me!"

Takejian Kirizhi's eyes scanned the entire group of civil servants, and the naked murderous intent among them shocked everyone in the Sage Association into a cold sweat behind their backs.

Especially the hunchbacked and nervous man who spoke first and the other bald civil servant. At this moment, the two of them had already made a loud noise, and they couldn't control their legs and fell to their knees on the cold ground. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't get up because their legs were so weak. , when hearing Zhujian Wuzhi's inquiry, he lowered his head like a quail and pretended to be dead.

No one expected that this intruding young man would have such a scornful aura, which made the whole place speechless.

What's even more terrifying is that anyone with some strength among the knights present can vaguely see it.

The young man now has a super-large nuclear weapon that is just short of igniting and exploding. If anyone really dares to take action, the consequences... not to mention everyone present, not even the entire royal capital, or even half of the kingdom may end up with something. good.

Even Marcos, the captain of the knights who presided over the meeting, was an upright knight who defended his majesty and did not dare to speak for fear of igniting the final fuse.

Curio, her knight Felix, and Yurius from Anastasia's camp stared at the terrifying young man in disbelief. They could not imagine that there could be such a wanton and arrogant man, but he could make a wise man become a civil servant. Such a bowing existence.

The other king-selector, the Scarlet Bride, Priscilla, ignored the tense and stagnant atmosphere in the venue. Her eyes were staring at Takema Kirie's face, and she couldn't help but whisper excitedly: "This must be It’s my concubine who is right!”

On the other side, Roswaal couldn't help but reveal a joyful and crazy smile like a clown.

Only at this moment, this terrible feeling of not being able to control his own life and death, being dominated by Takema Kirizhi, made him sure that the young man in front of him was indeed worthy of the [Killing Gods and Dragons] in the "Book of Wisdom" evaluation of.

"Mr. Takema."

In the end, it was Reinhardt's appearance that broke the current deadlock.

"I think no one among the civil servants of the Sage Council will object to Her Highness Emilia's qualifications as the king chooser. Right?"

As soon as Reinhardt finished speaking, the civil servants, who were so suppressed that they were almost suffocating, responded one after another.

"Yes Yes Yes!"

"That's right! That's right!"

"We absolutely recognize Her Highness Emilia's qualifications!"

"Oh, yes, yes!"

"Only His Excellency Bordeaux disagrees, but we firmly admit it!"

"That's what's carved on the Dragon Calendar Stone!"

The civil servants of the Society of Sages fully demonstrated what it meant to be a "literary man". They decisively changed the subject and began to talk about the rationality of Emilia as the candidate for the king.

Such a 'splendid scene' made the king-selectors quite subtle.

Crusch looked disgusted, Priscilla covered her mouth with a folding fan and smiled, but Anastasia was the calmest.

"So you all agree?"

Takema Kirizhi looked at the many civil servants in the Sage Association.

"I'll wait and agree!"

"Yes! Agreed!"

"That's right!"

The civil servants' heated discussion immediately arose.

Takema Kirie swept his gaze across the knights and looked at the other king-selectors and their knights.

"I think you all have no objection to my Emilia's qualification to be the king, right?"

"Of course." Felt naturally looked indifferent.

"There's nothing wrong with me." Priscilla stared at Zhujian Wuzhi with burning eyes.

"Agreed." Kurxiu replied simply.

"I have no problem." Anastasia happily waved her hand.

As these four pattern-style king-choosing girls spoke, it seemed that the entire venue gradually became more relaxed from the original terrifying and frozen atmosphere.

'Now that everyone agrees, then this lunatic who is always ready to flip the table should...not continue to cause trouble, right? '