I love time travel the most!

He could also see that the five candidates for the throne on stage were all talented individuals, each with their own unique personality.

Sure enough, this country is doomed.

I truly admire Crusch's spirit of perseverance, so I wrote a little more. I'll quickly move on to the next section with a simple filter.

Chapter 376: Can't Win at All? I Don't Understand.

Gazing at the dazzling figures of the royal candidates standing side by side below, the oldest council elder on the stage quietly nodded.

It took half a year to finally gather everyone together.

Both the kingdom and the five of them were already impatient.

The old man, his eyes closed, changed his demeanor, his voice filled with a strong will as he declared, "This selection of the king will begin with the five gentlemen present here declaring their candidacy and asking for the approval of your comrades."

"To express approval through the authority of the Wise Men."

"I agree."

"Seconded."

The members of the Sages' Guild nodded in agreement to the old man's suggestion. The Knight Commander on the platform, having received instructions, then gave his final explanation.

"The candidates are Crusch Karsten, Priscilla Baliel, Anastasia Hossin, Emilia, and Felt."

All five of them are adults who hold the qualifications of Dragon Priestess.

The deadline is three years from now, to renew the alliance with the dragon. One month ago today, the dragon-welcoming ceremony was held, and the choice was made by the will of the entire nation, the brilliance of the Dragon Balls, and the guidance of the dragon. Until the day you each ascend the throne as king, each of you shall maintain the kingdom to the best of your ability!

The treaty shall be based on the aforementioned minimum conditions!

In this declaration—

The sound that rang out filled the palace hall with astonishing enthusiasm.

Silence, yet deafening.

It is a cry from the heart that no one can suppress.

Feeling the lingering warmth of this enthusiasm, the Sage Council Chairman on the stage straightened his hunched back and began to speak:

"—Now, the selection of kings begins!"

And so, Wang Xuan began his journey with great joy.

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The meeting then concluded.

Whether they were the old men on the stage, or the knights, nobles, and civil officials, they all left the palace hall in an orderly manner.

Wang Xuan was undoubtedly the most important event.

These five candidates for the throne each have their own characteristics and strengths, and the others must have already made their decisions.

Some will support, others will remain bystanders; both are possible.

However, they are wise enough not to express their allegiance here. After all, unlike the royal guards like Reinhardt who swore allegiance, the allegiance of others is more private.

Therefore, soon only five candidates for the throne remained in the palace hall.

Kobayashi readily agreed and prepared to leave with his colleague Roswaal and the unfamiliar mages, but they were stopped by Felt before they had taken more than a few steps.

"Wait a minute, Kobayashi!"

"...When there's trouble, call the teacher; when there's no trouble, call Kobayashi. Lady Felt is really pragmatic."

"Because I'm a homeless child from the slums."

Ferut's lips curled up in a smile.

They were not ashamed, but rather proud.

I really hope she can be aware that she is a royal descendant and regain some of the dignity and authority of the former king, so that those nobles who value bloodlines will not alienate and despise her.

Kobayashi, who was standing with the mages, overheard whispers about Felt not being qualified to be king.

Other candidates for the royal selection are also very individualistic, but Felt can only be ranked second.

Yes, it's counting down.

Given the other party's current status, Kobayashi had no choice but to stop and kindly remind him, "Lady Felt, how about we talk about this when we get back? It would be very embarrassing to be punished here, whether it's yours or mine."

"No! I want to know now! Tell me, was it you guys who did this to Grandpa Rom?"

The willful little girl didn't care about any of that and went straight to the point.

Ferut glared at him, baring her teeth.

She was really angry.

It wasn't Rom's appearance that forced her to participate in the royal selection as a candidate, but rather that Kobayashi and Reinhard made Rom do such a dangerous thing, and she would really be heartbroken if Rom got hurt.

Despite living in poverty, the little girl still experienced kinship from the other person.

That's why we attach so much importance to it.

"Hmm... if I had to say, the phrase 'going with the flow' would be quite fitting."

"Aha?!"

This explanation did not satisfy Ferut.

But that is indeed the case.

After Reinhard confirmed that the girl was a royal orphan and a candidate for the throne, the two found Rom and told him the truth. Considering that the little girl's personality might cause a strong reaction, they planned this performance.

In other words, it wasn't just Reinhard and Kobayashi who planned it, but also Rom and the other two.

"Why, why do we have to do such an unnecessary thing?!"

"...Lord Felt, you said you wanted to leave the slums and live a better life, have you forgotten?"

"Not in this way!"

The little girl roughly tugged at her skirt, stomping her feet in anger, her delicate little leather shoes echoing in the empty palace hall.

Emilia wanted to step forward and persuade them, but after what had just happened, she didn't know what to do.

The other three watched the play with great interest.

Kobayashi sighed helplessly, then looked directly at the little girl and said:

"Because you lack awareness."

All of the above were just perfunctory excuses; the real reason was to make Felt aware of and have a reason to participate in the royal selection.

He once told Tazmi.

When fate pushes you to that special moment, will you be as brave as you imagine?

The little girl who said it wasn't done this way clearly chickened out after learning she was going to run for the next king.

This is not okay.

In Kobayashi's grand plan, Felt is indispensable, so even in the design field, she has to participate!

"I still can't accept it!"

Felt crossed her arms, glared at Kobayashi, and said, "You and Reinhard claim to be on my side, but that's not true at all. It's decided, I'll give you a severe punishment when we get back, so be prepared!"

"Yes, I will obey your command."

Kobayashi bowed respectfully.

If he were alone with the little girl, he would have already shown her who was in charge. But since there were four other candidates for the throne, he might as well just put on a show to avoid being looked down upon.

"Wait, I disagree."

A single, forceful remark, uttered without regard for the atmosphere, abruptly interrupted, and that arrogant demeanor drew everyone's attention.

Ferut's forehead veins bulged, and he clenched his fist, saying unhappily, "I've been wanting to say this since earlier, you're just looking for trouble, aren't you!"

"Hmph, I wouldn't stoop to the level of an ill-mannered female dog. I don't care at all why you ran for election or what your reasons were. But if you want to punish Kobayashi, I can't agree to that."

"Who the hell do you think you are? Why should I listen to you?"

"Because Kobayashi is my husband."

The beautiful and arrogant young woman opened her fan to cover her lips, but the explosive words she uttered were clearly heard by everyone present.

No! I didn't! Don't talk nonsense!

Kobayashi sensed something was wrong.

He had a bad feeling when Priscilla struck up a conversation with him, but he never expected it to be revenge.

She might be retaliating against Felt for talking back to her earlier, or perhaps against Kobayashi for stopping her.

Seemingly finding it unconvincing, the arrogant girl stepped forward and took Kobayashi's arm, embracing it between her breasts, instantly feeling the soft touch of his embrace.

"Xiao Lin?"

"Hey, what's going on here?!"

Unlike the shrewd Duke and the head of the largest merchant guild, who immediately saw through the scheme, the naive half-elf girl and the little loli were clearly deceived.

Seeing Felt's anxiety, Priscilla became even more smug.

Kobayashi rolled her eyes at her, annoyed, and said, "Lady Felt, please be rational. This is clearly an attempt to sow discord."

"Oh dear, I don't have any."

"Ok?"

"Because I lost to you, didn't I?"

Priscilla breathed a seductive, moist breath into his ear.

I remembered.

Previously, they decided the winner by playing rock-paper-scissors, and Priscilla's stake was herself.

"Therefore, from this day forward you will be my husband."

"Thank you for your kind offer, but I must decline!"