Chapter 899: Do Whatever You Want

Marcus' voice resounded through the noisy and silent venue.

'Four people? '

‘Is it because I took Felut away? '

'As a result, this has deviated from the original book, and the prophecy on the stone tablet has also changed? '

‘But this is also good, to avoid a lot of trouble. '

Knowing the prophecy on the stone tablet, Noel really didn't expect that the prophecy had changed, but he probably guessed that it was because of him, but this only made him a little surprised, and he didn't care about it almost in the next second.

Marcus, who was about to announce the official start of the king's election, was about to speak...

The civil servants on the opposite side made uneasy noises that contained confusion and bewilderment.

"Excuse me, can I have a word?"

A man came out of the civil service group. He was a hunchbacked middle-aged man with conspicuous dark circles under his eyes, which symbolized unhealthy conditions. He nervously stroked his beard on his chin.

"In this ceremony of electing the king, headed by the Knights of the Guards, the Knights of the Kingdom did their best to make people speechless. If there were no princes, it would be impossible to rectify the situation in such a short period of time."

"It's too rewarding."

"However, I really don't want to say such a thing. Although I am following the situation revealed by the Longli Stone, is there any problem with the selection?"

"what do you mean?"

"Everyone pays too much attention to the qualifications of the Dragon Priestess, but forgets that the qualifications to wear the crown are the key. This aspect can be said to be too neglected!"

The hunchbacked man asserted arrogantly, the volume was close to swearing, and the civil servant group also came out with "yes, yes, yes" in agreement.

"The covenant with the dragon is more important than anything else. It is related to the continuation of the pro-dragon kingdom Luknica. Without the covenant, the country cannot be formed. But too much emphasis on the covenant and underestimation of the people is putting the cart before the horse!"

"What do you mean, the Knights and I have spent too much time looking for the Dragon Priestess, and instead mistakenly identified someone who is suitable to swear allegiance?"

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

Frightened by Marcus' blunt statement, the man switched to a roundabout one but it was too late.

Faced with near-impossible subjects for a long time, the knights have worked desperately to investigate and come up with results, but their results have been picked on by others, and their mood will never be any better.

Noel, who was in the ranks of the Knights, felt the anger around him was rising, and they probably wanted to kill the hunchbacked man. ..

Chapter 56 The Cute Boy

"Being a shrine maiden and a king, maybe I should say that I don't have enough self-awareness to be a king."

"Even if the appearance is whitewashed, its essence will also be revealed in the attitude."

"If you don't have enough character and education, can you be crowned king?"

"If there's something—it's not good, it will become a rich and joyful one—the battle for the king's election, just try to think like this—it's fine."

"Mr. Roswaal, please don't interrupt!"

The familiar voice soothed and broke the complaints of the civil servants.

"quiet!"

Mycrotov's words silenced the entire hall.

Suppressing the audience, seeing all the civil servants obediently shut up, after a moment of silence, the old man let out a sigh of relief.

In any case, seeing the dispute ended, Mycrotoff re-declared.

"Back to the original topic."

"The war of succession to the throne, regarding the election of the king, I propose that each candidate participate in the convening of the wise men's meeting."

Mycrotov's majestic announcement filled the hall with tension once again.

The candidates all naturally straightened their postures, and the expressions of the audience lost their composure.

In order to ask whether the meeting announcement just now was accepted, Mycrotov looked around at the members of the Sage Council except himself, and the elders nodded in order to express their approval.

"Thank you comrades for your approval, then let's move on to the topic, of course the topic is 'Who can become the king'... The problem lies in the method of electing the king."

"Although it is recorded on the Dragon Calendar Stone that candidates must be gathered, it does not specify the selection method. In order to decide this issue, let's first ask each candidate about their awareness."

Mycrotov's words were approved by other members of the Council of Sages, and after confirming that he had no objections, he waited in the corner.

Marcus winked, and the knight who received the message moved forward again.

"Boldly presumptuous again, I will conduct this discussion."

"The candidates all have their own opinions and positions. Please let everyone in the hall understand first."

After expressing his feelings on behalf of everyone in the hall, Marcus bowed deeply.

"Then, first of all, Lord Crusch, the knight is Felix Argyll!"

"Um."

"Okay meow~!"

Erxiu nodded leisurely at Marcus' request, while Phyllis waved her hand lightly.

Beside Crusch, who was walking forward, Phyllis, who was jogging, looked up at Marcus in the middle.

"Leader, you have already said that please call me Phyllis, not Felix——Felix is ​​injured~"

"I will not favor any of my subordinates, including you of course, go to the front."

Phyllis, who poked her cheek with her finger and pretended to be cute, was ruthlessly rejected, and Marcus raised her chin to urge her to hurry up.

Firis stuck out her tongue in displeasure, and happily ran to her master, Crusch, to stand shoulder to shoulder.

"Candidate for the throne, the head of Duke Karsten's family, Crush Karsten."

"I am Lord Crusch's knight, Phyllis of the Argyll family."

"Men of the Sages, this is the knight Felix Argyll."

Crusch, who was fearless and majestic, announced his name, and Phyllis, who was always flirtatious.

As soon as Marcus corrected her name, Phyllis's face fell down.

"Noel, don't look at Phyllis dressed like a girl, but he is actually a man."