Chapter 326 The Birth of a New King

"Choose a new king."

In the deep corridor of the palace, many Syat nobles with sharp eyes stood solemnly, their figures cast long shadows under the magnificent murals and complicated chandeliers.

The air was filled with a faint sandalwood, accompanied by the low sound of the organ in the distant orchestra pit, there was a solemn and majestic atmosphere.

Some Syat nobles wore gorgeous armor inlaid with gems, and wore swords on their waists that symbolized the glory of the family. Some Syat nobles wore complicated dresses, with both elegance and a hint of inviolable reserve.

They could hear the light footsteps of the court servants in the distance, and the occasional subtle metal collisions, which sounded particularly clear in the echo of the palace.

The old silver hermit stared at the many nobles from several major families and nodded calmly.

"The second generation of King Siat of the Yadley royal family will be chosen from two people."

"As the cardinal of the Church of Redemption, I will be a witness to this king selection."

"Prince Bain Yadley, Prince Noah Yadley, I think everyone has an impression of them. You can express your opinions now. After you have said what you think, start voting."

The Silver Hermit paused and continued, "The voting is conducted anonymously, so no one will know what choice you have made. You can rest assured that no matter who you choose, you will not offend anyone."

"The Church of Redemption has two votes, the Royal Family of Yardley has three votes, and the remaining seven big families can cast their own votes."

"If the final result is a tie, then only the votes of the Church and the Royal Family of Yardley will be counted and recalculated."

She finally said: "I swear to the great Lord of Redemption that the above method of selecting the king is in full compliance with the will of the late King Siat, and I will witness the whole process to ensure fairness!"

Byrne thought silently for a while, that is to say, there are a total of twelve votes, and there is a certain probability of a tie, but in the end, as long as there is a tie, the birth of the new king will be completely decided by the Church of Redemption and the Royal Family of Yardley.

He was silent for a while, and his mind had already estimated the final vote pattern.

In fact, in the past few days, "Lord of Dragon Taming" Aldridge has completely convinced him, the Fessack family, and the Jones family. He asked the four families to support...Prince Bain!

"Support Prince Bain. Supporting him is more beneficial to our camp, because Prince Bain is a traditional and conservative person, and will basically continue most of the policies of the old King Syart."

"And if we choose Prince Noah, who is determined to become stronger, as the new king, he is likely to ignore the country. At that time, the ambitious Marquis Rad will definitely find a way to gain more power, and internal conflicts may even intensify in a short period of time, which is a bad thing for us."

Aldridge calmly analyzed the various possibilities in the future.

"Because we have the power of Byrne, the longer it takes, the more powerful people our families will have, and the more powerful the situation will be for us."

"Vote for Prince Bain."

The light in the palace sprinkled through the stained glass windows, reflecting the faces of the nobles in half light and half dark.

They talked in a low voice and stood silently. It seemed that countless stories and secrets were quietly conveyed in their eyes, making the atmosphere of the whole palace full of mystery.

Byrne, Chris and Darren, the three of them also came to Aldridge and "Fire" Amos.

He looked at the many nobles communicating and shook his head slowly.

"Is it necessary to communicate? In fact, everyone has already thought about how to make a decision in the past few days, or even before coming here?"

Aldridge shook his head slowly and said, "Not necessarily, maybe some people are not very firm, and they can be fought for."

"Remember what I said, we will vote for that person in a while."

Byrne nodded lightly, but Aldridge shook his head and said, "Unfortunately, I have inquired about it these days, and the situation may not go as smoothly as we thought."

He paused and said, "However, the death of King Siat is a completely true thing. I am too cautious and overthinking about this..."

"Yeah."

Byrne nodded lightly and said, "The legends of this country have really been taken away by the god of death."

Aldridge's expression was also a little emotional.

Soon they came to a hall in the palace, and in the center of the hall stood a tall throne, covered with exquisite silk from an exotic continent, embroidered with the Holy Grail, a symbol of the royal gift.

In front of the throne was a huge wooden table, on which was placed a golden ballot box, quietly waiting for the nobles' final decision.

The nobles walked into the hall, their steps firm and powerful, and every look was full of expectations for the future.

The defiant Marquis Rad was the first to step forward to vote.

"A new era?"

The nobles held two golden balls made of alchemy, representing two completely different choices. Only the person holding them knew which person's name was inside.

Then they walked forward one by one around the wooden table, and put the golden ball in their hands into the box, each ball representing the choice in their hearts.

The crisp sound of metal balls hitting the box wall echoed in the hall. As the voting progressed, the atmosphere in the hall became more and more tense. Every noble held their breath and looked forward to the result.

Finally, when the last noble put the golden ball in his hand into the box, the old silver hermit slowly walked forward and calmly opened the golden ballot box.

Her movements were solemn and solemn, as if she was performing a sacred sacrificial ceremony.

As the lid of the box opened, golden balls rolled out one by one, jumping in the vessel and making pleasant sounds.

The silver hermit began to count the situation of each ball, and the name given by each golden ball touched the hearts of the nobles present.

Finally, she stared at everyone and nodded.

"It's Noah."

Byrne sighed. He still remembered what Leodrich said these days.

Although they wanted to choose Bane as much as possible, the royal family of Yardley and the Church of Redemption would most likely nominate Prince Noah as the new king.

Because, Prince Bain's coming to power is likely to make everything completely unchanged, which is not in the interests of the members of the Yadley royal family and the Church of Redemption.

Marquis Rad might also hope that Noah would come to power.

Prince Bain, who looked nervous, was silent, as if he was relieved, relieved, and a little disappointed.

Prince Noah, who had long golden hair and a tall and thin figure, remained expressionless. Even after being elected as the new king of Syat, there was no emotional fluctuation in his eyes.

The final result was announced, and a warm cheer broke out in the hall!

The nobles bowed to pay the highest respect to the new king. Although people did not know whether the new king would lead the country to a new glory, they knew that they had become witnesses of the historical moment.

Prince Noah, the "Sword of Redemption", officially became the new king of Syat!

He walked to the throne calmly, looked at the Silver Hermit, and bowed his head gently to the representative of theocracy.

"I swear to the great Lord of Redemption and the gods that I will become the ruler, defender, and shepherd of the Syat people."

"From now on, I will be the representative of God and fill the world with the light of God!"

The golden sunlight shines through the stained glass windows and falls on the smooth marble floor, forming mottled light and shadows. The air is filled with the fragrance of lavender and the smoke of candles.

The Silver Hermit stepped forward, holding the crown in both hands, with expectations in her old eyes.

She whispered the ancient coronation oath.

"The new king of Syat."

"The great gods will protect your future, and you also need to make the country glorious."

"You can't deceive the gods, nor betray your people, and you will have to take on the responsibility of being a king."

"Syat will become your country and the source of your power."

As the oath ended, the Silver Hermit calmly put the crown on the new king's head.

At that moment, the whole palace seemed to be still, only the light of the gem on the crown was flickering slightly. The new king Noah bowed his head slightly, letting the crown fall steadily on his head.

When the new king Noah raised his head, his eyes flashed with a firm light, which was a kind of confidence and determination for the future.

The eyes of Aldridge and Byrne changed slightly, and suddenly felt that they might have seen the wrong person.

That new king...

is very unusual.

The new king Noah looked around and thanked the nobles present. His voice was loud and powerful, full of confidence and majesty.

"Thank you for your choice."

"I will take on the responsibility of becoming a king. The Yadley royal family has the blood of the Lord of Redemption. We will always shine the glory of the Lord of Redemption!"

The nobles came forward to congratulate the new king, and the people cheered and celebrated outside the church. Byrne watched this scene calmly, with a false smile on his face.

Darren said in his heart: "Although it is not the best result, everything is still going well... At least the new king is not a person who does whatever he wants."

At this moment, Chris suddenly looked into the distance.

In the royal mausoleum.

The spirit shaft slowly opened silently.

A suffocating breath slowly emanated from it.

Cold and heavy, like a cold wind gushing out of the abyss, with the coldness and silence of death.

It permeated the air silently, making people feel depressed and panic involuntarily. The air around them seemed to solidify, and even time seemed to become slow and heavy.

The air around the spirit shaft began to distort slightly, as if it was eroded by this breath of death. A large amount of heavy black air overflowed from the gap of the spirit shaft. They hovered and intertwined in the air, and finally condensed into a vague and terrifying scene. It seemed that countless souls were wailing and struggling, with twisted and hideous faces, full of despair and pain!