The legend of the Crimson Demon clan started from Suqing.

Chapter 238 You Are All Talented
"What nonsense are you talking about? Uncle, I never said I wanted to be a king."

Felt completely ignored the direction of the previous conversation and clearly said no. Everyone in the hall was shaken by the answer that was different from what they had imagined.

"I was forcibly brought here from the slums. Even if I clamored to go back, that guy wouldn't let me go. He also made me learn some weird etiquette and wear these flimsy clothes. I've had enough. Now I'm full of anger. Who cares about you——!"

The girl's cursing voice caused an awkward silence to reign in the hall once again. Having vented her anger, Felt looked relieved.

"——How long are you going to keep talking about this? There is no topic more boring than this."

Priscilla, who had been silent the whole time, suddenly spoke up: "It's just because of the formality that five people are gathered at the opening. When it starts, those who are not suitable will naturally be eliminated. Anyway, the one who will be left at the end will be me, so it doesn't matter whether the other extra people are qualified to be kings or not."

The seemingly unreasonable fallacy was annoying, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that she was trying to help Firut out.

After all, the most important thing at the moment is the start of the king selection.

Felt was a little unhappy at first, but she had come into contact with Priscilla before, and knew that the arrogant girl with big breasts was the type who would not listen to others, so she just snorted and pouted.

"You must be grateful to me, little girl."

"...Humph, I don't want that!"

Priscilla responded with a grimace.

Although there were some disturbances, after Priscilla's reminder, they knew what the kingdom should do now.

"Then let's get back to the original topic - the battle for the throne. Regarding the royal election, I propose that each candidate participate in the convening of the Council of Sages."

The old man's majestic announcement filled the hall with tension again. All the candidates naturally straightened their postures, and the audience's expressions also lost their calmness. A serious and solemn atmosphere filled the entire palace.

The current problem lies in the method of selecting a king.

Although the Dragon Calendar Stone records the gathering of candidates, it does not specify the selection method. In order to decide this issue, each candidate must express his or her own awareness - that is, a speech before becoming king.

Crusch no longer wants to rely on dragons to save the kingdom, but wants to decide the fate of the kingdom through his own efforts.

Compared with the highly anticipated seeded player Duke Karsten, Priscilla did not give any inspiring speech. She simply announced that she would be the next king. Her arrogance and confidence left people speechless.

Anastasia, who was born with a strong business mind, wanted to own her own kingdom. She regarded participating in the king selection ceremony as an investment, and the return was naturally the entire kingdom. She promised not to put the kingdom on the scale of buying and selling, but would work hard to make it prosperous, as an achievement of becoming an excellent businessman.

As for Emilia...

She was despised by everyone from the moment she appeared on the scene. The undisguised discussions made Natsuki Subaru's forehead veins pop out. No matter if they were knights, civil servants or elders of the Sages' Council, they were all quite resistant to Emilia, even to the point of being rude and using extreme tones.

And just when it seemed like it couldn't be suppressed any longer, someone stood up.

“——Stop joking!”

Even outside the gate, Zun Zun clearly heard Natsuki Subaru's roar. Starting with the echo, the room became silent. The only thing left in the silence was the sound of his rapid breathing after the roar.

It's a man.

Zun Zun clapped his hands sincerely.

Although outsiders may think that the most important thing to do is not to be reckless and not to cause trouble for Emilia, as a member of the Red Demon Clan who always responds to any challenge, everyone agrees with his manly approach.

Then, of course, he was condemned.

However, when the reckless and ignorant Natsuki Subaru was about to be punished by Roswaal, the great elf Puck, with whom Emilia had contracted, seemed to be drawn by the atmosphere and saved him.

The four great elves are controlled by half-demons.

This is big news that is so shocking that it leaves you speechless!
And when Emilia, with Puck's support, reintroduced herself - the Ice Witch who lived in the Frozen Forest - the name of the witch alone completely froze the air in the palace.

Afterwards, the witch did not get angry because of the verbal abuse she had just received. Instead, she loudly proclaimed her own enlightenment.

Fair! Fair!

It’s still damn fair!!!
Not only must she be fair in the king selection ceremony, but her silver-haired half-elf identity must also be fair, her title of Ice Witch must also be fair, and even when she becomes king she will promote fairness.

——A beautiful fantasy.

This is the evaluation given by Zun Zun.

Emilia asked for absolute fairness, but Zun Zun knew that this was impossible. There was only relative fairness. Even relative fairness would require great efforts and improvements to achieve. And there was no shortcut to this matter.

...Forget it, never mind.

It's none of my business anyway.

Although she is a powerful elf who commands the four great elves, she does not act arrogantly in the palace lobby, and is respected by the Council of Sages, the Knights, and the civil service group. They swear to treat the silver-haired half-elf, Emilia, one of the candidates for the king's choice, equally.

This matter should have ended here, which would have been a very good thing.

But when Natsuki Subaru said that he was Emilia's first knight, the atmosphere changed again.

But the farce did not happen, because they had to make way for the next person. Yes, the next thing was the most important thing, Firut’s declaration!

Coming, coming, coming!

Zun Zun's heart began to lift.

He finally understood how fearful his father felt when he saw him invest nine-tenths of the family fortune in the stock market.

Ah, is this the old father?

Finally I feel the same way.

However, when Firut once again stated seriously that he would not participate in the King's Selection Ceremony, a cloud of fog suddenly rose in the palace hall, and a commotion followed. Rom rushed out and picked up Firut, pretending to run away, but doing so in front of many knights was undoubtedly a slap in their faces.

Soon, the reckless giant Lao Deng was captured on the spot and pinned to the ground, unable to move.

"Although I don't know who you are, since you have the audacity to intrude into this sacred ceremony, you will be punished by death."

This is the verdict made by Knight Commander Marcus.

Firut shouted anxiously: "Stop, let go of Master Rom, he is with me!"

"I'm sorry, but I can't do that."

Marcus looked at the arrogant girl and said slowly, "Master Felt has declared that he has no intention of participating in the royal election. Therefore, the reason why I did not obey Master Felt's order is that you yourself gave up the right to command the Knights of the Order... Do you understand?"

"It's so troublesome. I'll just sort it out. What I mean is, you won't listen to what I say when I didn't participate in the royal election, right?"

"You got the point, indeed."

"...You are such an infuriating guy."

The red-eyed and blonde girl glanced at the captured giant Lao Deng.

How could Felt bear to see Grandpa Rom, who was like a family member to her, being sentenced to death? The smart girl knew how to change the situation and save Grandpa Rom in just a few seconds.

The corners of his mouth curled up, and a mischievous smile appeared on his face.

"I understand! I will participate in the royal election! As long as I aim to become the king, that's all!?"

She shouted so loudly.

The sound reached Zun Zun's ears clearly.

It worked!
Although the process was tortuous, it finally succeeded!

Clenched fists.

As he looked forward to it, Firut smiled broadly and declared loudly.

"——I hate nobles, I hate knights, I hate the kingdom! Everyone in this room, and the footstools, I hate everything, so I want to destroy everything! ...How do you think?"

The girl said this in a cheerful tone.

The idea revealed is simple: the kingdom is a little too urban.

Her attitude shocked the hall, and then it exploded, and the palace hall was filled with shouting and cursing. But standing in front of the crowd of people shouting and cursing, Felt wiped out her resentment in one breath.

"If I become king, I will destroy everything and knock down those blind guys who can't see that the ground beneath their feet is about to collapse. I want to ventilate this kingdom!"

Seeing her cheerful narration, the scene only became more chaotic.

Accepting the unprecedented unreasonableness, the elder of the Sage Council nodded with extraordinary generosity, and then threw the topic to the knight beside her.

"Your master is a man of strong character. What do you think after hearing what he just said?"

“——Well, what Felt-sama said is unfortunately no different from just a dream at the moment.”

"What did you say!"

“But one day, Felt-sama’s words will be conveyed to everyone. Until then, it is my duty to support her with all my strength. That’s how I see it.”

Seeing Reinhardt speaking so gently, Felt grabbed her own blond hair roughly.

"So, are you a friend or an enemy? Which one?"

"It's a partner, exclusively for you."

"...Then I will use you well."

Then the last master and servant pair of candidates for the king's selection also reported their names.

The King Selection Ceremony should have ended here... no, it should have begun in another sense. However, the elder of the Council of Sages, who was sitting on a high seat, once again looked at the red-haired knight in front of him.

“Reinhard, that matter…”

"Yes, that gentleman is waiting to be summoned."

The Sword Saint said this respectfully.

Zun Zun, who was eavesdropping outside the door, also felt strange. He carefully reviewed his memories. Is there anyone else who is going to appear?

No more.

Just as he made this judgment—

"Please invite the outsiders to discuss this, Your Excellency!"

The palace gate suddenly opened. Since Zun Zun was eavesdropping with his butt sticking up, he subconsciously leaned forward when there was no door to lean on, and was about to fall to the ground and make a fool of himself... How is it possible! ?
At this moment, Zun Zun rolled forward, but instead of standing up, he rolled along the red carpet to the front, then stood up like a jump and shouted loudly.

"——Superise! MF!"

The palace lobby fell into silent silence.

(End of this chapter)