The walker from Xingyue, Demon King Rimuru!

Tohsaka Aoi is still the only person he loves so far, Tong Yanye, so he has no plans to marry a wife and have children. An adopted son to inherit the Matou family.

He originally thought that if it was Sakura, he must be very happy.

Matou Kariya himself really doesn't care whether the Matou family can be revived or whether his own magic engraving can be passed on. The most fundamental reason he wants to adopt Sakura is because he is worried that Sakura will adopt another magic family. I will have a bad life, and... I will not give up.

Although it's not very good to say this, Matou Kariya's affection for Rin and Sakura may even be deeper than that of Tosaka Tokiomi. This deepness does not refer to the strong affection, but refers to the kind of morbid dependence .

However, if he really thinks about Sakura... He, Matou Kariya, really has no right to continue asking Tohsaka Tokiomi to adopt Sakura to Matou's house...

Yeah, he himself doesn't care about magic traditions, but that doesn't mean Sakura doesn't care...

"The family that adopted Sakura is from my grandmother's line, so Sakura should live well there, you don't have to worry about that." Tohsaka Tokiomi seemed to see through Matou Kariya's thoughts, In other words, Matou Kariya didn't know how to hide his emotions at all.

"Okay, do you have anything else to do?" Tohsaka Tokiomi stood gracefully in front of Matou Kariya, as if he would immediately go out to see off the guests as long as he said no, without being rude at all, he was indifferent and kind The sense of distance is also very obvious.

Although it is still the Yusan family, after the Matou family master who is still talkative is now dead, his friendship with the Matou family is only left to him as the manager of Fuyuki. The respect and help that teachers should have.

Unless the next generation of the Matou family can produce a genius comparable to Rin, otherwise...

Tohsaka Tokiomi's eyes reflected the silent Matou Kariya, and he sighed slightly.

The Matou family may... have completely become ordinary people.

Fuyuki City itself is not a big city. Compared with the other Kanfuko City, Misaki City, etc., which are the main stage, it looks completely like a backcountry.

But even in such a remote and garbage place, there is a river running through the spiritual veins everywhere——

After all, Jiantong Yanye still failed to see Tohsaka Aoi for the second time. She just silently served him tea and left the study room virtuously. When he turned around and was about to leave, his eyes inadvertently He saw the newspaper Tosaka Tokiomi had put on the table before.

A familiar head fell into his eyes.

"That's..." He hesitated.

"Ah, the newspaper in the magic world—" Tokiomi Tohsaka said indifferently: "I usually use him to learn about things on the clock tower."

Tosaka Tokiomi handed the newspaper to Matou Kariya, and said with emotion: "Animusfia actually gave up his neutral position... The world of magic is about to change."

……

a few days ago.

Limulu never thought that what he thought would be a notice to the council where he could sarcastic and attack the other party would turn into a public execution with a sea of ​​people and demons flying around.

He felt that Lidelle might have misunderstood him.

He originally wanted the parliament to make it public, which means allowing other familiars to record and post the results as soon as possible, so that all magicians in the magic world will know that Meastea is a failure, so that he can gain a wave of prestige , Such a powerful faction.

But he didn't expect... With Lidale as his idol, he would directly hold a large-scale talent show for him or...

Presidential debate? !

But the good thing is, compared to the monarchs who have participated in many crown decisions, compared to the majestic monarchs, this time it seems that there are a lot of people. The main reason is that there are too many students watching the excitement , it’s not that there are so many magicians running over to take the stand—of course, the premise is that you ignore the bunch of all kinds of familiars flying in from the windows of the British Museum.

Since it is not a crown decision, and it is not solemn and serious, magicians do not need to be present in person. Therefore, almost all famous magic families have tacitly thrown a familiar.

To cover up their eagerness to join in the fun without getting too involved.

"Since it's just a monarch meeting, let's start right away when everyone is ready?" Seeing the gloomy Meastea leading a group of Patriarchs into the arena at the end, Barthemelo glanced at Limuru, and his tone was a little stiff: "After all, it's just an issue."

She felt that she was enough to show face to Lim and take care of him enough.

Otherwise, if other people danced like this, she would have been punished by her in the name of contempt for the Barthemero family.

"About the resignation of the lord Meastea as lord—"

Barthemelo glanced at the notebook coldly, lifted the pointer in his hand slightly, and the quill on the table began to automatically record the minutes of the meeting—"Then, express your opinions."

"The position of the monarch was originally intended to protect the rights and interests of the clock tower, not to protect the interests of the monarch itself." As soon as the words fell, the old fox Urifis crossed his hands gloomyly, propped his chin and said coldly: "In this On one point, Meast Yachen did not do very well."

"The capable go up, the weak go down, I think this is very necessary."

When Meastea heard this, his beard trembled angrily: "Your Excellency Urifis, don't say it as if you have made a lot of contributions in the past two years. Since you think you should give way to the capable, why don't you Not going down?"

"And even if the capable go up to the weak, it won't be my turn to abdicate to let the virtuous?" Meastea glanced at Brisisan who was sitting in the corner with a shadow under his hood: "The monarch ranks last. It's not me."

Brisisan's expressionless face in the shadow paused slightly, smiled lightly and shook her head helplessly.

As the last straw, he originally planned to stand on the winning side. In the end, he thought that Limuru had lost this time. If Limuru couldn't get five votes, he planned to abstain without saying a word. up.

but……

What's the matter with you, little brother?

Aren't you driving me to Limuru again? !

"You can't say that..." Urifis laughed sinisterly: "Each monarch has different fields of expertise and achievements, if you really want to rank according to the ranking, wouldn't it be very unreasonable to speak of?" .”

"What's more, since it is a capable person who initiated the challenge, then whoever he wants to challenge is also his freedom... You don't dare to challenge... right?"

"..." Meastea clenched his fist with a snap.

The other monarchs looked at each other twice, and none of them meant to speak.

Most of the people kept their eyes on their noses, their noses, their noses, and their hearts, and never mentioned the factions and family affairs behind them, as if the monarchs of the people present here only represented the position of 'monarch'.

And Meastea was even more annoyed and aggrieved, but he couldn't deny it—even if everyone in the magic world knew that the meaning behind the monarch was not that simple, he couldn't reveal it in front of people !

"That's enough, hurry up and express your opinions, and then vote." Barthemelo couldn't stand it anymore, and said in a cold voice.

The smell of gunpowder was particularly strong as soon as it came up, and she would be the first to not believe it if Urifis didn't intentionally stir up emotions.

But... Although this kind of behavior will benefit Rimuru, overall it will damage the face of the clock tower itself and the prestige of the monarchs.

Thinking of this, Barthamello was a little puzzled...

What exactly did Limulu pay for Urifis to spare no effort to help him? !

Hearing the faint anger in Barthemelo's tone, Lidal chuckled, understanding that in this situation, she couldn't really hit the other party too hard, let alone belittle the other party too much, so she simply showed her cards and said: "Since If no one speaks, then I'll go first."

She stood up from the seat next to Limulu, exercising Achelot's rights: "I propose to step down as the monarch of Meastea and enter the crown of the monarch."

"Open up the competition for the next monarch."

"Seconded."

"Seconded."

As soon as the words fell, Urifis immediately echoed, and at the same time Kenneth raised his head and smiled at Limulu.

"I'm against..." Just as Jiji Malee was about to raise his hand, he suddenly felt a sharp look looking over him.

Jiji Malei frowned slightly, turned his head and saw that it was actually Limulu smiling, nodded to him, and reminded: "There is no need to be so anxious if you object?"

"After all, as the last few families, it's better to stand on the side of the winner, right?" Limuru tilted his head and smiled.

"Limuru!" Meastea slapped the table unbearably, turned his head and said, "Bathermelo! This kind of speech is already a threat, right?!"

"I don't think a monarch will be afraid of a professor's threat." Hearing this, Barthamello said coldly: "However, Professor Limuru, I hope you can pay attention to your tone and... don't interrupt Basic etiquette for others to express their opinions.”

"Okay, Lord Barthumello." Limuru shrugged: "You can do it too."

"For example, if you dare to agree, I will kill you."

"Meastea, just give it a try and see if your threat works."

After reconciling, Limulu narrowed his eyes, ignoring the gnashing of teeth in the eyes of the other party, and raised the corners of his mouth: "Threats are only useful when others believe them. Hey, have you noticed?"

"Your allies have hesitated, which means that they believe that I can win—why?"

"Meastea?"

……

Silence swept across the table like a cold wind. The students who watched were too frightened to breathe. Their excited eyes were full of excitement. It was the first time they saw monarchs fighting each other. They thought it was just mocking each other. With a few words, I didn't expect that Professor Limulu, who was always gentle and lovely on weekdays, would almost hit his forehead directly on the other party's face.

Crazy output started!

The students felt excited from the bottom of their hearts, but the familiars watching the battle didn't think so.

The so-called outsiders watch the excitement and the experts watch the way. As the heads of the magic family, the first thing they think about is...why does Limuru want to tear his face to the other party's face.

And... Does the attitude shown by the other party really show Meastea's weakness and Rimuru's strength.

What they have to consider is not only who wins today, but also how to adjust their relationship with both sides after today's results come out.

Because once the crown of the monarch is opened, the two talents will start a thorough game in the next one to two years, and it is really important to stand in line at that time.

Jijima lowered his hand in embarrassment. It's not right if he speaks now, and it's not true if he doesn't speak.

If he continues to insist on shouting opposition now, then he will undoubtedly slap Limuru directly in the face, expressing that he is unswervingly standing on Meastea's side... That is tantamount to courting death!And it doesn't fit with his sloppy mind.

But if you don't speak at this time... then the whole meeting will fall into silence. This situation can be said to be so embarrassing.

On the side, Solonia watched the farce quietly. After seeing the embarrassment of the other party, he raised his eyes lightly, and he raised his hand with a little vicissitudes and weather, and relieved Jiji Male: "I second."

When he opened his mouth, it was equivalent to skipping Jiji Malei directly, which made the other party breathe a sigh of relief.

Limulu glanced at Soronia unobtrusively, smiled lightly and didn't care, although he really wanted to force Jiji Malei to slap Meastea in the face, but since someone on his side felt uncomfortable Great, then it doesn't matter if you let the other party go, after all, they have a certain chance of winning.

Everyone looked at Brisisan in the shadows. In their eyes, this should be Limuru's last vote.

However, at this moment, Animsfia, who was sitting next to Inolai on the fifth seat in front of no one's attention, was caught in the astonished eyes of Inolai and Tranbelio. , raised the corners of his mouth, smiled lightly and stood up.

"I agree."

The calm and clear voice swept across the audience like ripples in an instant, and for a while, the originally silent meeting scene became more silent.

"How... how is it possible..."

Meastea looked at the silver-haired young man who stood up in astonishment. His tall and straight figure seemed to be a heavy hammer from hell, hitting him hard.

And this blurted question, in the silent meeting, was like a storm, sweeping through all the familiars and the heart of the monarch.

The Animsfia family, which has been passed down for dozens of generations for more than 1000 years, has never once supported or opposed the proposals of other factions. Quietly waiting for the result.

At this moment, everyone knows clearly——

What does this family's sentence I agree with represent, and it also represents... what kind of storm it will be.

"The status of Animsfia can be clearly explained in one sentence." Outside the meeting, Kuonji Yuzu, who was watching, was explaining to Aozaki Aoko why the other party was able to produce such a big shock.

"The Animsfia family controls the observatory, and the observatory is located 60 kilometers below the Albion Daling Tomb." Kuenji Youzhu explained lightly: "By the way, the base designated by the seal is also there. It can be said that That's where the Clock Tower comes from."

Chapter 162, Limuru... Monarch?

As the assistant of the courtyard, Barthemelo still has the existence of the law and politics department. Logically speaking, she should be... No, she is the supreme queen of the clock tower. No one can deny this.

However, at this moment, the Queen of the Clock Tower opened her mouth in disbelief, and a trace of astonishment appeared on her always serious and indifferent face.

"It seems that it's over." Brisisan also glanced at Limulu in surprise, raised her hand lightly and said, "I agree too."

Six votes.

The magicians onlookers began to whisper.

It stands to reason that at this time, it is over, but the problem is... the three nobles have not expressed their opinions.

in case……

Everyone looked at Bathmelo, who was the court assistant at the top... and held their breath.

Although the court assistant generally abstained from voting to maintain justice, in fact, if she really judged that a certain proposal would harm the interests of the clock tower and was unacceptable, she had the right to deny it.

What's more, she also has the right to vote.

If Barthemelo suddenly did not abstain at this time, but voted against, it would actually be only six votes to six - Limulu still lost...

What will you do, Sir Barthumello.

Tranbelio opened his small eyes, and his huge and burly body couldn't help but tense—the Animsfia family, one of the two neutral representatives, has already voted for it, then, Sir Bathmelo what.

It doesn't matter if you vote against it?

Bassemelo glanced at the two old foxes beside him, and saw Trambellio and Inolai both looking at him, as if they were waiting for her to give an order to charge. Just be a villain.

She frowned and hesitated several times in her heart——at this time, Jiji Malee suddenly raised her hand slowly.

"I..." Jiji Malee thought for a moment, then glanced at Limulu for the last time - said indifferently: "I second."

"Tsk." Seeing this scene, Limuru and Lidel looked at each other, then smacked their mouths lightly: "Smart guy."

Jiji Malee's speech was undoubtedly the last straw that broke the camel's back. After he spoke, Meastea suddenly raised his head, looked at his former ally in disbelief, trembling with mustache, Raise your hand: "You..."

"Secondary." With a sigh, Aoqi Chengzi's teacher, the old woman Yinolai raised the corners of her mouth in relief, put on a smile as always, stood up directly, and left the table without hesitation.

There is no need to continue this meeting. Limuru's stage fright provocation and Animsfia's hole card made him undoubtedly the biggest winner. As for Meastea...