As a painter, how should I face the original heroine

Marcus looked at each other with an unswerving expression. Their Knights of the Guards were all prosperous and all were damaged. To insult "Sword Master" Reinhardt is no doubt like slapping them in the face.

"Say... the words are somewhat different, but it will become like that."

The middle-aged man widened his eyes full of dark circles in panic, but he still refuted it firmly, not allowing himself to shrink back and waver at such a time.

"Yeah yeah……"

"This man has no self-awareness to be a king."

"While the appearance is whitewashed, it cannot conceal her lack of taste and education."

The civil servants group expressed their solidarity one after another, and Felut was almost useless.

"It feels like the air is full of gunpowder."

Caiyue Subaru felt the gradually anxious atmosphere and the expressions of the knights beside him clenched fists and glaring, and couldn't help sighing to Li Wei.

"Normally, conflicts between civil and military factions are no longer a daily occurrence, and finding fault with each other is the norm."

Li Wei is no longer surprised by it. This kind of thing is almost common in that country, unless one of the forces is completely crushed.

"Silence! Although it is somewhat disrespectful...but it is necessary to briefly understand the past experience of each candidate. Knight Reinhardt, can I hear you tell me about how you found her?"

Listening to the noisy movement below, the head of the Wise Society, Mycrotov, immediately plunged the entire hall into silence, which was enough to show his own prestige in the kingdom.Then he turned his gaze to the red-haired knight, motioning him to tell the process of completing the task.

"About a month ago, Master Felt was protected at the corner of the poor street..."

Without adding any rhetoric or personal emotions, it is completely straightforward to tell about his experience from receiving the report, meeting the magician who just ran away the intestine hunter, and finally recommending Felut to himself

Chapter 227 Crusch Karsten

"It turned out to be an orphan in a slum!? My lord Mycrotov, please reconsider the candidate. Equal the qualifications of the dragon priestess to the king, so that the person who hastily selected may not be able to bring Lugnica Prosperity."

The middle-aged man with the goatee who questioned earlier exclaimed loudly, and impatiently complained to the adults of the Wise Men's Association about the flaws in the king's election ceremony, which aroused bursts of approval from the civil servants.

"Just like that, you still claim to be important ministers of the kingdom. Didn't you think of anything after seeing Lord Felt's blond hair and red eyes?"

There was no fluctuation on Microtov's face, and he still had that gentle and kind expression. Looking at Felut below, he pointedly hinted at everyone.

"How...how is this possible? The royal blood is already...and this doesn't mean anything, the color of hair and pupils can also be changed by magic..."

The goatee squinted his eyes to observe the girl's appearance, he was startled suddenly, and argued with disbelief on his face.

"There is no sign of magic. This lord has the dominant characteristics of the Lugnica royal family. Everyone should remember the incident 14 years ago?"

Roswaal, who is also a civil servant, suddenly spoke out to endorse Felut. As a court mage, his right to speak is second only to the Council of Wise Men, which is convincing enough.

The reason why Roswaal did this was actually because of Li Wei. Although he couldn't figure out why the other party didn't directly rule out a candidate, he still decided to help Feilut out of his affirmation of Li Wei's judgment. a handful.

"Uh... this..."

The goatee was suddenly speechless, and could only silently withdraw into his queue.

"You guys are enough! I didn't say I wanted to be a king, didn't you bring me here on your own?"

"Okay... Calm down, Master Felt."

The impatience in Felut's heart has reached the extreme, pointing at the civil servants group and scolding severely, causing Reinhardt to only smile wryly and continue to comfort the girl who lost her temper.

"Well, it seems that everyone has no objections, so let's go back to the original topic - how to elect a king? I suggest... first ask each candidate's consciousness one by one."

Mycrotov looked at the hall that had regained its calm, so he nodded and announced that the king selection ceremony had entered the next stage.

Naturally, Marcus did not dare to disobey the order of the Sage Association, turned around and looked at the five candidates with different personalities and loudly introduced to the civil and military officials:

"Then, all candidates please come forward and express your opinions and positions so that everyone present can understand. First of all, Duke Karsten is in charge, Lord Crusch and his entourage knight Felix Argyll."

As soon as the words fell, there was an explosion of discussion under the high platform, and even many officials directly expressed their support for Crusch's claiming the throne.

"The Karsten family has always been the mainstay of the kingdom, and Mr. Crusch has become the head of the family at a young age. It can be said that he has both talent and demeanor. He is really the best choice for the king."

"That's right, I also support Master Crusch!"

Almost half of the people believed that Crusch Karsten would be the most suitable king, putting pressure on the other candidates.

"Everyone... When I become king, I will void the covenant I made with the dragon so far."

The majestic beauty in men's clothing boarded the high platform and turned to face the crowd. After closing her eyes and being silent for a moment, she announced a decision that would make the entire palace boil and explode.

"Rescission of the covenant? Master Crusch, please be careful! Our kingdom relies on the help of the dragon to survive the catastrophe after disaster. How can the history since the founding of the country be overturned?"

With such radical remarks, even the elders of the Sage Society couldn't sit still, and directly raised the case and expressed their objections indignantly.

"That's right, we did rely on the grace of the dragon to get to this day step by step, but such a country cannot survive independently. Have you ever thought about it, if one day the kingdom is faced with something that the dragon calendar stone cannot predict? Danger, can we contend with it? Is there a need for a country that would perish without the protection of the dragon?"

With his hands behind his back, Crusch faced everyone's razor-like gazes without fear, and his awe-inspiring and clear voice actually overwhelmed the noise in the hall, expressing his point of view dignifiedly.

"You... are you trying to destroy the country?"

The old man of the Sage Society asked back unacceptably.

"No, if there is no dragon, we will perish, then we will become dragons. Everything that the kingdom has relied on dragons so far should be borne by the king and his subjects. Maybe there are countless sufferings waiting ahead, maybe pray for the dragon's alms It can be crossed, but we should not humiliate our soul."

The resolute will was implemented in the minds of everyone present, and the voices of rebuttals and doubts gradually dissipated, replaced by admiration and admiration for Crusch Karsten.

"Wow... Sir Leviathan, I feel that other people have no chance. This is simply the posture of a king."

Feeling the powerful aura that was enough to make him kneel and surrender, Natsuki Subaru inevitably clicked his tongue a little.

"You don't seem nervous? Are you so confident in Emilia?"

Li Wei caressed Abby's soft, light-blond long hair, and looked back at him curiously.

"No, to be honest, I'm so panicked that my palms are sweating now."

Nayuki Subaru rubbed his hands with a wry smile, he suspected that his heartbeat had already broken a hundred.

"Don't worry... Duke Karsten's rhetoric has loopholes. Ahem, Commander Marcus, I have some doubts about Master Crusch's political views."

Just when the audience was shocked by Crusch's heroism and ideals, Li Wei suddenly raised his right hand and walked out of the knight formation.

"Your Excellency Leviathan? This..."

Marcus looked back at the high platform a little at a loss, because the adults in charge of the question and answer in this session were the adults of the Wise Men's Association.

"Please speak."

Mycrotov stroked his snow-white beard, looked at the powerful magician in front of him who had found the orphan of the former king from the slums with interest, and wondered what he had to say about it.