Re:Zero -Starting Life in Zero

Feeling guilty, Green put Ferute's foot down.

"Judging from the force of your kick just now, it shouldn't be too serious."

In order to maintain order at the venue, the head of the delegation, Marks, put his hands behind his back and looked at Ferut.

"Lord Felt, please allow me to interrupt your conversation with your friend. Please come this way."

"cut!"

Ferut turned around and looked around disdainfully, then pointed his thumb at Green.

"I only came to this boring conference to try and get that idiot Green out of jail. Now that he's fine, what's the point of me coming?"

Having said that, the golden-haired loser took out her royal selection badge from her bosom.

At this moment, the blood-red gem in the center of the badge glowed, powerfully proving that Felt was qualified to be the Dragon Priestess.

Those present nodded frequently and whispered among themselves, confirming that Felt met the requirements for the royal selection.

But this guy took out the Royal Selection Badge not to prove anything.

"Hmph, go to hell with this shit-filled convention! Anyone who wants to participate can go!"

After saying that, Felt threw the badge on the ground with disdain, stomped on it a few times, and then kicked it away with great force.

"Oh my god, what is she doing?"

"That's incredibly rude!"

"To actually throw the Dragonstone Badge on the ground and stomp on it is utterly disrespectful!"

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The knights didn't react much, but the nobles were beating their chests and stamping their feet, as if they themselves had been humiliated.

"Let's go, Green, let's go find Grandpa Rom!"

Just like when she used to hang out with Green, Ferut beckoned him to leave.

Green quickly leaned close to Ferut's ear and said, "Lord Rom broke into Astrea's mansion today and was arrested as a thief and thrown in jail."

"what?"

Ferut's foot, which had just stepped out, hovered in mid-air, as if she had been frozen in place.

After taking a few deep breaths, she decisively turned around and began searching for her royal selection badge in the crowd.

I kicked it too hard just now, and it disappeared completely.

"Where's my precious badge? Get away from me, you bastard! Reinhard, help me find it!"

The red-haired knight shook his head helplessly, gave Grimm a grateful salute, and then joined the search for the badge.

After retrieving the badge, Felt pretended to wipe the dust off her dress.

Finally, with great reluctance, he joined the ranks of the Wang Xuan members.

Although the nobleman who liked to seek attention was beaten unconscious by the Lachins, there were still other nobles in the hall who were dissatisfied with Felt's words and actions.

The crowd fell silent only after the representative of the Wise Men, Mycroft, spoke.

"Silence, Knight Reinhard. May I ask how you found her?"

Reinhard knelt on one knee and said with neither humility nor arrogance, "I found Lady Felt in the slums through the guidance of a friend."

Surprise and skepticism immediately spread throughout the aristocratic district.

"Can orphans from the slums participate in the royal selection?"

"This is utterly disgraceful to the kingdom!"

Ferut was furious.

"What does it matter to you whether I'm an orphan or not? Damn it, if I didn't have to save Grandpa Rom, I wouldn't have bothered with you!"

Priscilla, one of the chosen ones, looked somewhat tired. She waved her folding fan and said with dissatisfaction:

"Always rambling on and on, how boring. But it's precisely because you only talk about boring topics that orphans from the slums are attracted to run for office."

Sensing the provocation in Priscilla's words, Felt, given her personality, naturally wouldn't give in.

She immediately greeted him with a cold expression.

"Huh? If you want to fight, I'm happy to oblige."

Priscilla also lost her temper, a fierce glint flashing in her eyes. As the one standing at the center of the world, she would not allow anyone to overstep their bounds.

"You arrogant fool, who do you think I am?"

With that, she raised her folding fan and swung it down at Felt's head with immense Yang-attribute magic.

Whoosh!

A dark figure suddenly darted out.

Upon closer inspection, Priscilla's wrist was firmly locked in place by a beast's claw.

The folding fan in her hand was less than two fingers' width away from Ferut's head.

"You have quite a strong grip, Princess Sun."

Green controlled his half-beast body, his muscles bulging and bulging, seemingly about to burst through his clothes.

Priscilla scoffed, "Ha, little moth, are you sure you want to be my enemy?"

Green's strength gradually gained the upper hand, pulling her wrist further and further away. "Our cat and dog duo never said we were going to disband."

Felt was slightly surprised by Grimm's beast-transformation ability, but quickly adjusted her mindset and revealed an excited expression.

This seems no different from the fights we had over territory in the slums back then.

"Well done, Green! Throw the lime now!"

call!

She grabbed Green's shoulder, using it as a springboard to spin in the air and kick Priscilla straight in the face.

He thought to himself: I must teach this damn woman a lesson.

Upon hearing this, Green subconsciously reached into his pocket, then suddenly realized that he hadn't used this trick in a long time.

Just as Felt's toes were about to touch Priscilla, Reinhard finally made his move, grabbing Felt by the back of her collar and pulling her back.

Emilia couldn't stand it any longer and shielded Felt behind her, saying, "What are you all thinking about on such an important occasion?"

Priscilla, with her left hand on her hip, gracefully closed her folding fan and said condescendingly:

"I only wish to educate an ill-mannered orphan so that she can see her own place."

Emilia couldn't stand seeing the weak being bullied, so she angrily took a step forward.

You should apologize to her.

"Heh, in that case, are you going to apologize and say, 'I'm so sorry for being born,' you silver-haired half-elf!"

Priscilla's sharp words made Emilia shrink back timidly.

"I...I have nothing to do with witches..."

The silver-haired half-elf resembled the witch Satella.

Please watch your words and actions!

As a knight, Grimm could not stand idly by when his princess was humiliated.

"Priscilla, you slander our Crown Princess by attacking her lineage. Do you think you'll lose to her in other ways?"

Emilia calmed her racing heart and then remembered that she was no longer standing there alone.

She also gained a knight under her command who could fight for her.

Priscilla's bold and offensive remarks caught her attention.

"That quick-witted fellow, abandoned by the sun, actually chose to throw himself into the fire and burn himself. How foolish."

Green gritted his teeth angrily and retorted, "Abandonment? I was the one who dumped you, okay?"

Previously, Green had decisively rejected Priscilla's offer to recruit him.

Priscilla's knight, Al, quickly came over to break up the fight, putting his arm around Green's shoulder and pulling him back, before calling out to Priscilla:

"Princess, can we stop here? Making too many enemies is a real headache."

Priscilla then restrained herself and turned her head away haughtily.

Once the argument between the group had subsided, Marks stepped forward to continue chairing the meeting.

"Now, all candidates for kingship, please come over here and explain your reasons for becoming king."

"First, there is Lady Priscilla Baliel and her attendant, His Excellency Al."

Priscilla looked down at the crowd and spoke loudly.

"The royal selection is meaningless; I am the one suited to be king. All you need to do is bow down and follow me!"

"Next, Lord Crusch Karsten, the head of the Karsten family, and his squire knight Felix Argyle."

Crusch stepped forward with her hands behind her back, standing ramrod straight with a serious expression.

"When I become king, I will make the dragons forget the old covenant. The dragon-owning kingdom of Lugnica does not belong to the dragons, but to our nation."

"Next, Lady Anastasia Hessin of the Hessin Merchant Guild and her squire knight Julius Jucrius."

A purple-haired girl in a white velvet dress stepped forward, speaking in Karalaki's distinctive accent.

"I'm greedy, so I want everything. No matter how successful I am in business, it can't satisfy me; I want my own country!"

"Next, Lady Emilia and her attendant Grin Andersen."

Emilia stepped forward calmly and said sincerely, "I have only one wish: fairness. I want to create a country where all people are treated equally."

Grimm wanted to give her a thumbs up; letting Emilia ascend the throne was the right choice.

Then we will directly achieve prosperity, democracy, civility, harmony, freedom, and equality...

Emilia Davari, this country needs you!

"What! Green, aren't you going to help me?"

Ferut loudly protested Green's following of Emilia.

She glanced at the half-elf girl's figure and realized that she herself was indeed rather thin in comparison.

This filthy guy must have been seduced by someone using his body.

"Hurry up and come and pledge allegiance to me. Once I become king, you'll have control over all the red-light districts in the entire capital. How about it?"

"Ahem, Felt, mind the occasion. This kind of thing is best enjoyed in a small circle. Don't be so unreserved."

Feeling guilty, Green hid behind Emilia.

Emilia was furious when she saw someone trying to poach her boyfriend right in front of her.

She quickly shielded Green like a mother hen protecting her chicks.

"Aren't you satisfied with already having Reinhard as your follower? Why are you trying to steal my knight?!"

After saying that, she quickly turned around and gently coaxed Green.

"I can also buy you Green from the red-light district, no matter how expensive it is."

Green fell silent, inwardly cursing Parker, his guardian, to the extreme.

Can't Emilia go to high school before being chosen by the royal family?