One-way traffic

The sound filled the entire hall.

Before they knew it, the room had become completely silent.

The knights' seats on the left were almost full, while the corridor on the right seemed to be filled with civil officials dressed in black formal attire.

"Although it is presumptuous of me, please allow me, as the Grand Master of the Royal Guard, Marcos, to take on the task of advancing the council."

Standing at the very front left is a green-haired man wearing iron armor.

It's the same iron armor that Accelerator saw when he first arrived in the royal city.

"He is Marcus, the Grand Master of the Royal Guard."

The person responsible for the introduction was a familiar figure standing in front of Accelerator, Reinhardt.

Now, the position he is standing in is rather special.

The one on the left is the guy named Al, who just made him extremely unhappy with his voice.

Standing behind him is Hatsune Miku, who is with him, and in front of him is Reinhard.

But what about later—

"Wow! It's such a pleasure to see you again in a place like this, meow~!"

It was a voice I had met once before.

Both Accelerator and Hatsune Miku remember who the owner of this voice is.

They turned around together and looked behind them.

A cat-eared figure with flaxen hair, dressed in white knightly attire, stood behind them and greeted them with a smile.

"Mr. Felix?!"

"Yes, Miss! I should be the one who's surprised. I never expected that you two would come here!"

Moreover, just looking at the other party's knightly uniform alone is enough to tell us something.

Accelerator saw through all of this.

"So, you're also a member of that Knights Order?"

"Yes, meow. Little Phil came here specifically for little Crusch, so that she can successfully participate in the royal selection~!"

For what? Hatsune Miku was slightly taken aback, seemingly not understanding what this meant.

"Um, why did you say it was for someone else?"

"Ha, isn't this a simple matter?"

Accelerator, who was standing in front of her, immediately explained.

“Amelia will bring that clown bastard here, and the cat-eared brat here also said that he came so that one of these four can successfully participate in the royal selection.”

"If I'm not mistaken, Reinhard, you've come here so that someone can successfully participate in the royal selection, haven't you?"

In other words.

"Those so-called royal candidates, if they want to successfully qualify to participate in the royal selection, I think they must first have someone like a supporter. That's why that young lady brought someone like Roswaal here."

Since one is the chosen one, one must have people who can support one's ascension to the throne.

For Emilia, this supporter is probably Roswaal, while for the chosen one named Crusch, this little brat with cat ears who likes to cross-dress is probably her supporter. And the reason Reinhard came here is probably to become a supporter of some chosen one.

The so-called rules governing Wang Xuan's operations were all seen through by Accelerator at a glance.

"Wow, that's amazing! Yifang, how did you figure that out?"

"You don't mean to say that you need to observe carefully to figure out such trivial things, do you?"

Accelerator clicked his tongue in displeasure.

He could see through such a foolish thing at a glance. As the strongest mind in Academy City, he would never encounter any difficulty in logically analyzing such childish matters.

Al, standing beside him, sighed with some emotion.

"That's great, buddy."

"If I had a mind like yours eighteen years ago, then traveling to this other world wouldn't have been so difficult, right?"

"I don't want to hear your shitty voice again—wait, what did you just say? Time travel?"

"Ah, yes, you can't tell, can you? Well, I speak standard Japanese just like you. I used to have a cell phone. I came to this other world from Japan eighteen years ago."

"...I didn't realize you were not only a guy with a disgusting voice, but your past is also so strange."

"Haha~! That's about right. Although I still don't know how I got to this world, well—to see someone like you from modern Japanese society here, how should I put it, it really gives me a long-lost sense of familiarity."

"Don't say such stupid things to me again, you bastard."

If it were Subaru Natsuki, he could probably have a very pleasant conversation with this guy.

Although Accelerator was also surprised that this guy with the same voice as that bastard Kihara Kazuta was also a time traveler from Japan, he had no time to care about that right now.

He was more concerned with all of this, and which of the chosen ones he could make good use of.

Who could be the person who could so easily gather information about the Witch Cult?

"What's wrong?"

Just ahead of Accelerator, Reinhard looked at someone in front of him with some surprise.

A person dressed in the same uniform as the Royal Guard stood in front of him.

However, unlike Reinhard's wool, he has purple hair and golden eyes.

The knightly aura emanating from him was no less than that of Reinhard.

“It’s quite unexpected that such a unique situation would happen to you, Julius.”

"I'm just a little concerned about it."

He turned his head slightly and looked calmly at Reinhard's side.

No.

It should be said that it was behind him.

That is, the place where the first one with white hair and red eyes is located.

"The reason for gathering all of you who are qualified to become the royal candidates—the Dragon Priestess—here is because of the disaster that occurred half a year ago."

"Starting with the late King of Lugunica, one after another, members of the royal family passed away, leading to the near extinction of the kingdom's relatives. Therefore, in order to elect a new king for Lugunica, the royal family deliberately brought all five candidates here!"

Five?

Even Accelerator was somewhat surprised.

One, two, three, four—it's obvious there are only three women in front; there's no way they could have miscounted.

Could it be that those old fogies from the Wise Men Society have become senile?

"Knight, Reinhard van Astreya!"

"exist!"

Suddenly, Reinhard was called by name and immediately left the group.

"Knight of the Royal Guard, Reinhard van Astrea, reports that the mission is complete."

"The fifth Dragon Priestess, a candidate for the Royal Selection—has been found."

Click.

Almost simultaneously, the doors to the hall were opened.

Everyone looked back and was immediately taken aback.

—A magnificent figure walked in from outside the door.

"Yifang! That, that child is—!"

Hatsune Miku even exclaimed in surprise.

A young girl walked in through the door, her long golden dress being pulled by two maids.

That's right, it was a girl whom the people present were quite familiar with, someone who shouldn't have been here at all.

With golden hair and blood-red eyes, he was still young, but his expression was remarkably calm.

She was a girl named Ferut whom I had met a few times in the slums.

"I see."

In the same instant, Accelerator also realized everything.

Why did Reinhard take Felt away that day? And why did he show that expression the moment he saw Felt holding that badge?

Everything makes sense now.

"Hmph, what a twisted fate."

Chapter Sixty-Three should be monsters like me, right?

Ferut should have originally been just a girl from the slums.

No one could have imagined that she would be in a situation like Wang Xuan's, not even Accelerator.

She was originally a girl struggling to survive in the slums, but now she has turned her life around and become one of the candidates for the royal family.

That's why it's described as a fate with a twisted sense of humor.

"Felt...that child actually?"

Both Hatsune Miku and Emilia wore expressions of astonishment.

Felt, dressed in gorgeous clothes, looked exactly like a perfect young lady who had been born into wealth.

This person was just a child from the slums not long ago. Would anyone really believe such a thing?

Felt walked step by step, her skirt being lifted on both sides, until she arrived in front of Reinhard, who was present.

Like a noble knight, Reinhard immediately knelt down on one knee to pay his respects.

"Congratulations on your arrival, Lady Felt."

The girl smiled gracefully, seemingly expressing her satisfaction with Reinhard's manners.

then.

"—You bastard, you're so annoying!!!"

Thump—! Just like a beautiful painting that had been painstakingly created being destroyed with a large basin of ink, Felt's expression immediately turned dangerous, and she raised her leg and kicked Reinhard in the face.

Fortunately, the opponent was agile and caught the sudden attack in one go.

"What are you doing, Lady Felt?"

"You dare ask me? Don't you even know who I'm in this state thanks to?!"

"Does this outfit suit you well, or do you not like it?"

"It's not the clothes that's the problem; rather, everything here is wrong!"

Like a sulking child, Felt immediately started yelling and shouting at Reinhard, leaving everyone present stunned.

How to put it? It's like when an elegant and charming princess suddenly starts cursing in the tone of a third-rate street thug while giving a speech on stage. The contrast is just too great.

However, Felt didn't bother with Reinhardt. She looked around and spotted two familiar figures.

She was overjoyed.

"Oh my! Young man and young lady! You two are actually in a place like this? That's so unexpected!"

"How dare you criticize me like that?"

"Oh dear, that's true, but I definitely don't want to stay in such an annoying place!"

Felt frowned immediately upon hearing Accelerator's comment, and looked at Reinhard beside her with displeasure.

"You'd better give me an explanation right now, you bastard!"

"Please don't say such awkward things, Lady Felt... You are, after all, a chosen one of the king, shouldn't you at least leave a good impression on everyone?"

"It's all because you dragged me here without permission that things have turned out like this!"

Ferut's actions undoubtedly puzzled everyone present.