Subaru Natsuki, who returned from the new Three Kingdoms

"Subaru, I still owe you a formal apology for what happened before."

Her attitude was serious and solemn.

"I know you probably won't choose my side, but I will do everything I can to make up for the harm I caused you in the past."

Subaru Natsuki nodded slightly, without saying anything more.

Ferut also spoke at this moment.

She crossed her arms and looked up at Subaru Natsuki.

"Hey buddy, why don't you consider me?"

Her tone was tinged with dissatisfaction.

"If you hadn't said you wanted to find a lord among the chosen ones, I wouldn't have gotten involved in the selection! You're just setting me up!"

Natsuki Subaru looked somewhat embarrassed.

Ferut is absolutely right.

It's a pity he didn't have the talent of Zhuge Liang; otherwise, he would have definitely chosen Feruto and created his own lord!

Natsuki Subaru is surrounded by the five chosen ones.

The nobles below the main hall were also completely shocked.

Priscilla, Crusch, Anastasia, Emilia, Felt.

All five candidates for the presidential election extended invitations to the same man.

Who exactly is this person?

The last candidate, Ferut, finally took to the stage.

Because of Subaru Natsuki's rejection.

This caused her to lose all interest in this online selection.

He casually exchanged a few words with Mecox under his inexplicably intense gaze, then, after acknowledging Reinhard as his knight on the spot, walked away with an impatient expression.

After the five candidates introduced themselves,

At the head of the table, McCrotoff raised his cane, his voice hoarse.

"I hereby declare that, from this moment forward, the election of the king is officially commenced—"

Before he could finish speaking, his body suddenly swayed.

Mycroft’s eyes went unfocused, and his cane slipped from his grasp.

"Your Excellency the Prime Minister!"

The guards quickly stepped forward to help him up.

The main hall immediately descended into chaos.

Subaru Natsuki's eyes lit up.

Could it be that the prime minister has gone mad again?

Wouldn't that give me another chance to turn this old man into my precious treasure?

Alright! The capital is in darkness! The border is in light! With this old man, we can accept Emilia's offer to recruit him!

But as soon as he took a step forward, McCrotov suddenly looked up.

The confusion in the old man's eyes faded briefly, and he gave the order:

"During the period when I am unconscious, the remaining members of the Wise Men Society will exercise the powers of prime minister and command the country in my stead."

Those nearby quickly jotted down the orders.

Mycroft wanted to continue speaking, but his gaze became unfocused again.

He began to mutter words that no one could understand.

The guards dared not delay any longer and could only take the old man away from the throne.

Natsuki Subaru watched the figure being helped away, and a smile slowly crept onto his face.

They actually distributed power to other members of the Wise Men's Society?

Damn it, doesn't this devalue the emperor?

How can this be considered a great achievement!

With Mycroft completely losing consciousness, the royal selection was temporarily suspended, and the nobles in the hall fell silent.

After a while, an old man dressed in the robes of the Sages walked up to the throne.

He took the power seal left by McCrotov, bowed to the five candidates, and then glanced at Subaru Natsuki.

There was obvious doubt in that gaze.

He didn't understand why Mycroft valued this young man of unknown origin so much.

But since Master Mai respects Subaru Natsuki so much, it means that this young man has enough value.

Therefore, his attitude was both wary and respectful.

According to the kingdom's original procedures, the portraits and information of the five candidates for the royal election would be sent to various parts of the capital for the citizens to choose from.

The role of the Wise Men is to maintain electoral order and prevent excessive interference by the state in public opinion.

However, Mycroft's current condition has created new problems for this process.

The delegate did not immediately adjourn the meeting.

He ordered his men to reorganize the current state of the kingdom and had several guards record in detail the symptoms Mycroft had just experienced.

"You can continue with the selection."

"But Lord Mycroft's condition is now related to whether the kingdom can function stably."

He looked at the five candidates.

"Lord McClotov is the Kingdom's Chancellor and the only person who can still represent the Kingdom's central government. As long as he remains unconscious, the Kingdom's decrees will be affected."

“Each of you has your own faction, resources, and connections. The Sage Society hopes to work with you to find a cure for Lord Mycroft.”

He paused.

"This matter will not change the selection process, nor will it give you any special treatment."

"But everyone should also understand that whoever can restore the Prime Minister to his senses will be able to make a contribution during the kingdom's time of crisis."

"The people will naturally see such merit."

These words revitalized the hall.

This can be seen as a medical consultation.

This can also be seen as the earliest contest after the official start of the selection process.

Upon hearing this, Natsuki Subaru's previously somewhat dejected expression changed again.

He was still worried about the dispersal of McCrotoff's power.

Unexpectedly, a new achievement has now been presented to me.

Cure Mycroft.

Such merit should be enough for me to stand tall and join Emilia's camp, right?

Subaru Natsuki thought about it more and more and it seemed feasible.

But he quickly frowned again.

McCrotov had a full head of white hair, was mentally unstable, and even looked somewhat like those who suffered the consequences of trying to peek into the will of Heaven.

This disease would have been considered incurable even during the Three Kingdoms period.

I'm not good at medicine, so what kind of treatment should I get?

The kingdom's high-ranking officials were also deep in thought.

Lord Mycroft's madness bears the hallmarks of gluttony, though it differs from the gluttonous bishops they've encountered before, yet it leaves them equally helpless.

While everyone remained silent, a nobleman cautiously spoke up:

"I think we might be able to go to the Sage's Tower and find the great sage Shaula who lives there."

"The legendary sage Shaula knows everything in the world; perhaps she can find a cure for Lord Myrotov."

......

Meanwhile, thousands of miles away, a sandstorm raged, enveloping a tall tower.

The wind blows from the same direction every day, and the dunes rise and fall in the same place every day. The sand streaks blown away at the foot of the tower will pile up again into new shapes the next day.

Only the girl in the cloak at the top of the tower remained unchanged.

Day after day, night after night.

"master..."

The words had barely left his lips when they were swept away by the wind.

She didn't chase after him.

He simply moved the seat next to him outwards, as if someone was supposed to stand there all along.

"When are you coming back...?"

The sand dunes in the distance rose and fell silently.

She lowered her head, her fingers tightening their grip on the edge of her cloak, her knuckles turning white in the wind. After a long while, she raised her face again, a smile appearing on her face as she gazed into the empty distance.

"I'm so lonely..."

Chapter 102: 099. Go ahead and stir things up! Go ahead and stir things up! Just keep stirring things up!

"I think we might be able to go to the Sage's Tower and find the great sage Shaula who lives there."

"The legendary sage Shaula knows everything in the world; perhaps she can find a cure for Lord Myrotov."

As soon as the suggestion was made, a few hesitant murmurs arose in the hall.

"That's true, but when the late king was seriously ill, the Sword Saint went to the Tower of Sages alone, but he didn't even get through the tower gate."

"Besides, other teams had previously been organized to explore the Sage's Tower, but all of them except Reinhard were wiped out, leaving no trace of their remains."

"Are we really going?"

A nobleman spoke thoughtfully:

“I think we can learn from this experience. We failed last time because we only sent Reinhard. Sword Saints are strong, but they have their limits.”

"This time we can send more people."

Another nobleman took over the conversation.

“Yes, this time we can gather all the elite forces that the kingdom can mobilize and head to the Tower of Sages together.”

"I'm sure I'll be able to meet the legendary sage, Xia Wula, then."

Upon hearing this, the surrounding nobles all showed expressions of longing.

Facing the legendary omniscient and omnipotent being.

Clearly, they wanted to ask more than just how Mycroft regained his sanity.

The murmurs in the main hall gradually grew louder.

Russell Filo, leaning on his cane, waited until his voice had lowered slightly before speaking:

"I also agree with this proposal."

After the previous purge, the Six Tongues have come out into the political spotlight.

Therefore, none of the ministers and nobles felt that Russell Ferro was of low status or influence.

Crusch glanced at him and noticed that Russell Ferro wasn't paying attention to him before making his decision.

She already understood that after losing power, Russell Filo was unlikely to continue their alliance.

Most people would feel angry at being betrayed.