Chapter 511: Arrogant Royal Selectors, the Wheel of History Turns!
Under the watchful eyes of all, four of the Royal Selection candidates entered the Royal Palace. Ren and the others also instantly appeared in the grand hall. With some minor adjustments from him, no one found their presence behind Emilia to be unreasonable.
Aside from Emilia, the other candidates each had their own knights behind them. The entire palace hall was solemn and dignified.
"Then, please allow me, Marcos, captain of the Royal Guard, to preside over this meeting," the green-haired elderly knight began. "The events occurred about half a year ago, when the royal family successively passed away—"
"Oh dear, I understand the captain wants to proceed smoothly, but I am also very busy," a clear female voice suddenly interrupted.
It was a purple-haired girl in a pure white, fluffy outfit. A cute girl with soft lavender hair, but her identity was not ordinary. She was one of the five candidates, Anastasia Hoshin, president of a large trading company in Kararagi.
"There's a saying in Kararagi: time is money," she continued, her accent lilting. "Instead of repeating what everyone already knows, let's get to the core reason that brought us here."
Although she came from humble beginnings, she already possessed a certain status. Therefore, the arrogance in her words was visible to the naked eye. Her actions undoubtedly challenged the order of the meeting and questioned the authority of the Knight Captain.
"That makes sense," a green-haired woman in military uniform added, supporting her. It was Crusch Karsten, head of the Karsten family and another candidate.
Marcos looked at her. "Lady Crusch, for the head of the Karsten family to say such a thing…"
However, Crusch retorted, "Paying attention to etiquette is necessary, but time is indeed limited. We should quickly mention the reason for summoning us. However, I've probably already figured it out."
A white-haired elder from the Sage Council said in surprise, "You already understand?"
Crusch, with her arms crossed, said confidently, "That's right, Lord Miklotov. It's a banquet, isn't it? As long as we dine together, we will naturally learn about each other's character."
"No, that's not it," the elder shook his head in disappointment.
"Oh?" Crusch was stunned. She turned to her knight, a cat-eared girl in knight's attire. "Ferris, this isn't what you said."
"Oh, Ferris just said there might be a banquet, nya~"
"Is that so? I was too presumptuous," realizing her error, Crusch turned her head. "My apologies. Please allow me to retract my statement."
At this, many in the hall secretly shook their heads. Crusch's arrogant yet unconscious behavior was truly disappointing. At the same time, her words drew Anastasia's displeasure.
"Hohoho, even if Miss Crusch retracts her statement, my opinion remains. Everyone here knows what's going on, right?"
To this, Emilia suggested, "I... I think we should listen carefully first..."
However, before she could finish, Anastasia rudely interrupted, her eyes closed. "Excuse me, I didn't ask for your opinion."
"Wow, this person is so rude," March 7th mumbled unhappily from behind Emilia.
"It feels like, besides Emilia-sama, the others are all very arrogant," Vivi also said, surprised.
"Is it the noble culture of this world?" Exusiai leaned back, speaking casually.
"I feel that if such people become king, the country will also become terrible," Rory Takakura added, looking at the problem from her own perspective.
Ren smiled and said nothing. Among these candidates, besides Felt who had not yet arrived, they were indeed one more arrogant than the last. The atmosphere became awkward.
"Me! Because I don't understand, I want to hear it clearly!" At this moment, among the knights, a wild-looking fellow in a black helmet raised his hand.
The white-haired elder looked at the golden-haired woman in an opulent gown beside him. "Lady Priscilla, I heard he is your knight. Have you explained matters to him?"
Priscilla, known as the "Bloody Bride," another candidate, showed an indifferent attitude with her eyes closed. "Even if this one doesn't say anything, you who love to talk will explain it yourselves, won't you?" In a commanding tone, she ordered, "Continue, Marcos."
Marcos said, "Then, gather here all those who are qualified as Dragon Priestesses."
"According to the new prophecy on the Dragon Stone, five individuals shall be chosen. From them, one shall be chosen to sign a covenant with the Dragon."
Five people. However, there were only four present. Until now, the Royal Selection had not truly begun. But starting today, the wheel of history would turn.
"Knight, Reinhardt van Astrea, step forward."
"Yes!" The red-haired knight stepped forward and bowed. He would add the final piece to the gears of history.
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