Subaru Natsuki, who returned from the new Three Kingdoms

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king.

Isn't this just choosing a lord?

As the saying goes, it's better to create your own lord than to choose one.

Since we haven't created the conditions yet, choosing one is fine!

"Wait a moment."

Natsuki Subaru suddenly remembered something and turned to look at Reinhard.

"Reinhard, why did you insist on bringing Felt home in the first place?"

Upon hearing this, Ferut immediately became alert.

"Who wants to go home with him!"

Reinhard smiled wryly.

“Subaru, I didn’t mean to hurt her. The badge just now glowed in Felt’s hand, which means she’s qualified to be a candidate for the Wang selection.”

"what?"

Ferut's eyes widened.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

“This matter won’t disappear just because you don’t want it to,” Reinhard said gently.

"The Dragon Stone prophesies that the new king of the Kingdom of Lugnica will be chosen from five candidates. The selection badge will react to those who are qualified. Felt, you are very likely to be the last candidate."

"The dragon is the symbol of emperors!"

Natsuki Subaru stroked his chin, his eyes growing brighter and brighter.

"So, there are now five people in this country who could become its ruler?"

“That’s one way to understand it,” Reinhard said.

"The currently known candidates include Lady Emilia, Lady Crusch, Lady Priscilla, Lady Anastasia, and Felt, who has just been confirmed as a potential candidate."

"Wait a minute."

Subaru Natsuki reached out to interrupt him.

"So, I'm now homeless, and this country is just about to choose a ruler?"

Rhine-Halte head.

"You could say that."

"Amazing! He speaks the absolute truth right off the bat!"

Natsuki Subaru took a deep breath, a long-lost excitement appearing on his face.

That was the expression he always wore before pledging allegiance to a new power during the Three Kingdoms period.

The best lord is always the next one!

Ferut instinctively felt something was wrong.

"Hey, buddy, what do you want?"

"I want to choose a master."

Natsuki Subaru stood tall and, for the sake of rhyming, subconsciously spoke in Mandarin.

"After Liu Bei, Yuan Shao, and Cao Cao, I thought there was no one else in the world worthy of my service, Natsuki Subaru. I never expected that today, on this very day, Lugnica would present five candidates!"

"Great! Even better than the Flames of Yiling!" Natsuki Subaru switched back to Japanese.

"I, Natsuki Subaru, am going to participate in the Wang Election!"

Emilia stared at him blankly. He couldn't understand the first part of what he said, but he keenly caught the last sentence.

"You want to participate in the Wang selection? Not everyone can do that..."

"I didn't mean to run for king!"

Subaru Natsuki waved his hand.

"If someone like me were to become king, I'd be a traitor like Dong Zhuo. What I mean by participating is to select a truly worthy ruler from among the candidates."

Ferut's expression changed slightly, and she seemed inexplicably shy.

"If I really am qualified to be chosen, then am I considered part of it?"

“Of course you should be included.” Subaru Natsuki looked at her. “You come from a poor family, have exceptional agility, no connections, are still young, dared to steal the badge, and have a seasoned veteran like Lord Rom with a criminal record by your side. Your advantages are simply enormous!”

Ferut's lips twitched: "What kind of advantage is that!"

"The advantage of popular support."

Natsuki Subaru was completely serious.

"When I was under Yuan Shao, I saw too many pedantic scholars who could only sit in their tents and talk big."

They don't know what it's like for the poor to go hungry, or how many people's backs can be bent by a single copper coin.

But you know!

So, Feruth, if you're willing, you might be able to be a good lord.

Ferut was stunned.

She wanted to curse Subaru Natsuki for being crazy.

But she couldn't bring herself to say those words.

After all, the image of Subaru Natsuki standing up for her was still deeply imprinted in her mind.

Moreover, Subaru Natsuki's words did not seem entirely unreasonable...

If she becomes king, she can...

"Alright, Reinhard, you don't need to use force. I'll go with you!"

Reinhardt's gaze softened slightly.

He took Felt away out of a sense of duty as a knight and a chosen one.

Indeed, they didn't pay attention to Felt's thoughts, which caused Felt to feel fear.

But he didn't expect that Subaru Natsuki would be able to pull Felt out of her fear in this way.

"As for Emilia..."

Natsuki Subaru then looked at the silver-haired girl.

Emilia instinctively straightened up a bit.

“The benefactor belongs to the benefactor, and the lord belongs to the lord.”

Natsuki Subaru said seriously:

"I will repay you and protect you. But choosing a master is a major matter, and cannot be based on a single meal. Otherwise, what if my lord takes a married woman as his concubine?"

Emilia: "Huh?"

In her eyes, Subaru was the one who helped her get her medal back, so why did Subaru act as if she was his benefactor?

Parker also peeked out from her hair.

"Croak?"

The tiny cat's face was also filled with great confusion:

This Subaru Natsuki seems quite different from the one I knew from Echidna hundreds of years ago.

Natsuki Subaru was unaware of how strange he had just said.

He continued:

"There are several other candidates for the title of King, but I wonder what kind of lords they will be. This selection process is perfect!"

Reinhard hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

He really wanted to explain that joining these factions wasn't something you could just do on a whim...

But seeing the fighting spirit burning in Subaru's eyes, he felt that explaining now would probably be useless.

Chapter 15: 015. Roswaal's Miscalculation

When Emilia returned to Roswaal's mansion in the capital, it was already completely dark.

The mansion was very quiet.

It was so quiet that when she walked into the foyer, she could even hear the sound of her own heels hitting the floor.

Parker had already returned to the crystal. Without that languid voice in his ear, the mansion felt even emptier at night than during the day.

Ram stood at the end of the corridor.

The pink-haired maid stood with her hands folded in front of her, her expression as indifferent as ever.

"Lady Emilia, welcome back."

"Yes, I'm back, Ram."

Emilia subconsciously touched the badge on her chest.

She only truly breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that it was still there.

Ram noticed the movement and seemed to be deep in thought.

"It seems a lot happened today."

"Yes... a lot has really happened."

Emilia followed Ram into the reception room.

Although Ram is nominally a maid, within Roswaal's camp, her status is more than just that of an ordinary servant. At least for Emilia, their relationship has never been simply that of master and servant.

Emilia gave a brief account of what had happened that day.

"The Grand General of Chariots and Cavalry of the Great Wei?"

As Emilia solemnly described the title, Ram paused in his tea-pouring.

"He said his name was Subaru Natsuki."

Emilia sat in a chair, holding a teacup in both hands.

"I think I knew him before..."

Ram looked at her.

Emilia then recounted the events of the day in even greater detail.

She said that her badge was stolen by Ferut.

It is said that Reinhard appeared in the stolen goods warehouse.

Speaking of Elsa attacking everyone.

It also mentions that Natsuki Subaru returned the badge to her, but did not come back with her.