Comprehensive Comics: The Male Protagonist From Scratch

There are five King Chosen people in total.

Four people have arrived so far, and the last one is still waiting.

But the time has not yet arrived, so those present did not complain too much and just continued to wait quietly.

"Then who is the last King's Chosen One?"

On Natsuki Subaru's side, Al, who had been waiting for a long time, asked curiously.

"This, little Feili knows, meow."

Currently, the four knights were communicating quietly while waiting. In a short period of time, everyone got along very well, so they began to talk to each other.

"Although Phyllis, I only know the identity of the knight."

"The identity of a knight?"

Al asked curiously: "Who is it?"

"Look around, have you noticed that there is one missing knight? He will not be here on such an important occasion."

Natsuki Subaru reminded Al.

"Does this refer to the Sword Master Reinhardt?"

Al immediately understood who Natsuki Subaru was referring to.

"As expected of you, Brother Subaru. Did you get the news before mentioning "953" or did you guess it?"

Felix looked at Natsuki Subaru in surprise.

"Does it matter?"

Natsuki Subaru said nonchalantly: "Here he comes."

As Natsuki Subaru finished speaking, the door to the King's Election Conference Hall was opened.

Two figures walked in from outside.

One is a handsome young man with long fiery red hair wearing a white knight uniform, and the other is a beautiful and noble girl wearing a luxurious dress with blond hair and red eyes.

It is Felt, the last of the five chosen by the king, and her knight Reinhardt.

It's a little different from the original.

In the original work, Reinhardt took Felt away without Lord Rom's knowledge. As a result, Lord Rom only learned of Felt's location a month later through Natsuki Subaru's mouth. Therefore, there was The farce that followed.

But this time, Reinhardt knocked out Lord Rom directly in the warehouse and took Felt away. As a result, Lord Rom quickly found the mansion where Astraea was stationed in the royal capital.

After more than a month of communication and compromise, Root decided to participate in the king election.

Therefore, there is no such thing as the original King Rom Lord's riot in the king's election meeting, and Felt did not deliberately undermine Reinhardt in front of everyone.

Although, looking at her little face, one could tell that Felt was very uncomfortable wearing such luxurious clothes.

"The fifth King Chosen Lord Felt and the Knight Reinhardt have arrived, and the King Chosen is about to begin."

The speaker was an old man with a white beard and a kind face. He was Mike Lotov, the chairman of the Council of Wise Men.

Seeing Felt and Reinhardt arriving, they immediately introduced themselves to everyone, and then announced that the main election meeting was about to officially begin.

"Oh, it's finally about to start. I'm almost falling asleep waiting for it."

Staring at the arrival of Reinhardt and Felt, Al began to cheer up: "But Reinhardt, if the king's choice is a direct competition for combat power, can we start surrendering?"

“Do you think it’s enough to govern a country by force alone?”

Natsuki Subaru said indifferently: "Even the Holy Vladia Empire, which has the philosophy of the jungle and the strong, will not govern the country solely by strength, let alone the Kingdom of Lugnika."

"That's right."

Al nodded.

Soon Reinhardt, a knight, came to Natsuki Subaru's side. Looking at the four people present, Reinhardt showed a refreshing smile and greeted everyone.

Although they are knights who are chosen by each other and have a competitive relationship, the competitive relationship does not mean that they are enemies.

The election for the throne here will not be as bloody as the Vlakia Empire, so everyone present maintains a basically friendly relationship.

In this way, the venue began to carry out one process after another.

First, I explained the reason for choosing the king, that is, the fact that the royal family of this kingdom was completely wiped out six months ago, and then started to explain how the qualifications for choosing the king are determined...

After the step-by-step process was completed, the host began to ask those present if they had any objections.

This was originally just an inherent process, but accidents occurred as a matter of course.

"To be qualified as a Dragon Miko, one must have a person worthy of a king. I won't care about the others for now, but please forgive me for not being able to understand or agree with the silver-haired half-demon."

Because of Emilia's appearance, it naturally aroused the hostility of some people.

That's the civil service group.

The leader was a middle-aged man who was half-laden.

In addition to the fact that Emilia's appearance is easy to attack, these civil servant groups probably also have supporters of the King's Chosen, so they want to take this opportunity to eliminate a candidate for the King's Chosen and eliminate a candidate for the person they support. Obstacles may also be the reason for their attack.

"As a miko, she is also a king. It must be not just me, but everyone else in the palace has the same attitude."

The middle-aged man continued: "Letting a filthy silver-haired half-demon enter the throne room is a blasphemy to the selection ceremony.

"I think she should be excluded from the election... Wow!!!!"

Just as the middle-aged man was mid-sentence, a sudden force struck him and knocked him away.

"Don't worry, I stopped my strength, but next time, it won't be that simple."

Slowly lowering his hand, Natsuki Subaru said calmly in front of everyone's astonished gazes.

"What are you doing in front of all the adults?!"

Felix and Julius couldn’t help but said in surprise……

"No, I just swatted an insignificant fly. What's the problem?"

With a rhetorical tone, Natsuki Subaru looked around at the sights coming from all around.

He turned a blind eye.

Anyway, this situation was expected, but the other party's mouth was too bad, so Natsuki Subaru couldn't help but take action.

Now that I think about it, it was a bit reckless.

But, it doesn't matter, after all, they are just a group of weaklings.

"How rude, guard, where are the guards?!"

The middle-aged man who was knocked away stood up, touched his chest, felt his heart palpitating, and immediately screamed in fear.

"Oh, don't you want to live?"

In an instant, a horrifying murderous intention enveloped the entire place and soared into the sky. This was what Natsuki Subaru had accumulated in the Iron Castle and the Giant World.

The murderous intention condensed, making all the onlookers look stunned. Then their hair stood on end, and everyone felt cold. They looked in the direction of Subaru Natsuki, not daring to be careless at all.

Some knights even began to draw out their weapons and stared at Natsuki Subaru with tense eyes.

"Stop it!"

A shout rang out, and Marcus, the leader of the Guards Knights, spoke. He stopped the guards around him who started to move, and stared at the indifferent Natsuki Subaru and the panicked middle-aged man with meticulous eyes: "Rikairu Your Excellency, your words are a bit excessive, please be careful with your words and actions.”

"What are you talking about, Marcus? Do you support that half-demon? Do you think it's my fault?"

The middle-aged man named Likailut suddenly said with dissatisfaction.

"Apologise, Likerut, for the sake of everyone present."

2.8 The speaker was Mylotov, the president of the Council of Wise Men. He looked at Natsuki Subaru with a gleam in his eyes, and then said calmly: "If you don't want you to die here today."

"What did you say, Lord Mylotov?"

He could still refute what Marcus said, but when faced with the words of the Chairman of the Council of Wise Men, Likelute began to become timid.

"That's the literal meaning. That boy really wants to kill you, and if he wants to do it to you, no one here can stop him."

Myrotov said calmly: "It should be said that it would be easy for him to kill anyone except Reinhardt.

"How could even Reinhardt..."

Likerut swallowed. He did not doubt the words of the wise Myrotov, and stared at Natsuki Subaru who looked calm not far away. "Ten chills rose from the bottom of his heart.

Others in the venue, who were originally preparing to fan the flames, upon hearing Mylotov's words, their expressions froze and they did not dare to say anything. .