"Look at that red hair, he is actually from Japan, an island country that is no different from the desert."

"Hehe, there is actually a princess of Tsarist Russia!? I don't know how those hairy bears gave birth to such delicate beauties, but vases are vases, and no matter how beautiful they are, they can't win the championship. ”

In the face of all kinds of sarcastic and malicious words, Qian Chen and others turned a deaf ear.

Qian Chen himself has a big heart, and he is used to seeing big scenes, so he has not been affected in the slightest.

Kohei Chuangzhen belongs to the heartless kind, he doesn't care about other people's eyes at all.

As for Anastasia, she is indifferent to everything except what interests her.

Some of the magnates who were mocking Joan of Arc suddenly felt like a punch on cotton, which was very boring, and gradually changed the subject.

"I heard that the genius of the San Rindo family joined Atlante Academy, and it seems that the champion was decided by Atlante."

"Hmph, it's just a descendant of a barbarian...

"Be careful! He is one of the twelve knight lords... ”

The person who spoke before was obviously afraid of the power of the Li Nadu family, and subconsciously lowered his voice.

"Humph! This empire was built by Emperor Napoleon and us meritorious nobles, what does it matter to them from the old days! ”

It seems that even if they are both nobles, they are not monolithic.

That's right, just as where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are nobles, there are also factions.

However, it is the Alpine University team that the elites look down on the most.

They seemed to be trying to show their arrogance in different ways, and the three of them walked on the stage with the steps of not recognizing their six relatives, and put on a posture that did not take the ownership of the present in their eyes at all.

Most of the magnates present did not look at them squarely, and even if the few who paid attention to them, most of them looked like they were looking at the mud legs of the countryside.

On the contrary, the three monks of the hermit were so low-key that they had no sense of existence at all, and none of the magnates present talked about them.

The Holy See is a very special presence in France and in Europe as a whole.

Historically, the Holy See existed for as long as Napoleon founded the French Empire, and even before Charlemagne conquered the continent of Europa.

Its heritage is unimaginably deep, and its power is immeasurable.

Strangely enough, however, the Holy See has always been committed to the promotion of the Crucias, the study of God-given cuisine, and almost never meddles in the internal affairs of other countries.

In short, it belongs to the kind of special organization that has the strength that others dare not provoke, but it is very low-key.

Just as the entire arena was enveloped in a strange atmosphere, a palace guard shouted at the top of his voice.

"Emperor of the French Empire, His Majesty Vernoyette III, here!"

Crash!

The chattering magnates suddenly closed their mouths, got up and faced the direction of the throne, and stood upright with respectful expressions.

Of course, respect is only superficial, and only they know what they think in their hearts.

Qian Chen looked in the direction of the inner court with a hint of curiosity.

The white-painted door was pushed open, and three figures stepped out of it.

One of them, Qian Chen, was familiar to Prime Minister Hoffman, who had been the chief judge a week earlier, and he walked one step behind on the left.

On the right is a white-haired old man wearing a silver crown of thorns, wearing a priest's robe with gold and red inlays, full of religious patterns, holding a golden scepter, and a kind face, with gray hair.

Surrounded by the two in the middle, is a middle-aged man with short silver-purple ear-length hair, a slightly white beard, and a very elegant appearance and temperament, he is wearing a purple tuxedo, and a gorgeous ribbon is draped on his chest, which is covered with various medals.

But the most are roses of various materials, gold, silver, crystal, ruby, jade, diamond, amber...

Each rose is so lifelike that it can be seen that it has been carved by a master carver, and even the texture of dew drops and petals can be clearly identified from above.

The name of the Rose Emperor is indeed worthy of its name.

It's just that this reputation is not very good.

When the three of them came to their seats, the dignitaries present shouted in unison.

"Greetings to Your Majesty!!"

However, His Majesty the Emperor was quite easy-going and waved his hand.

"All love is exempt."

Then he motioned for the group to sit down.

After the emperor sat down, the magnates sat down one after another.

At this time, Vernoyd III spoke with an easy-going expression.

"Summoning all of you Aiqing here today...

Balabala said a lot, roughly meaning that it was to see the future of the empire, and at the same time to show that I, the emperor, did not only care about Rose, but also cared about the next generation of the empire, Yunyun.

When the emperor had finished speaking, he turned to the Pope next to him.

Then there was a long speech, which summed up in one sentence, whether it is food or life, it is God who gives it, so you should all believe in God.

Fortunately, Chancellor Hoffman was a man with a capable profile, and after a few casual remarks, he was ready to announce the official start of the game.

At that moment, the 'bald bear' stepped forward.

This stage is very cleverly designed, right above it is a piece of transparent glass, through which the sun shines directly down on his bald head, so...

Chengcheng!

The light flashed wildly, almost blinding the eyes of many powerful 24K titanium alloy dogs.

Because of his indiscriminate release of 'flashbangs', almost all the powerful people have focused their attention on him.

I saw him say.

"Your Majesty, Weichen has something to do."

"I gave it."

With a curious look on his face, Vernoyd III put his hand on his cheek and looked at Renov in the field.

Renov immediately bluntly told the gambling contract he had made with Qian Chen.

The more Vernoyed III listened, the more interested his face grew.

Qian Chen, who was secretly observing the change in the emperor's expression below, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

The biggest difficulty in this matter is nothing else, that is, to get the emperor's approval.

Because the previous marriage contract was approved by the emperor, if the current emperor does not approve the gambling contract, then the gambling contract cannot be established.

Qian Chen was having a headache about this matter, and was thinking about how to convince the emperor, but he didn't expect the 'bald bear' to directly request the emperor.

Qian Chen found it quite interesting to deal with such a straightforward boy.

By the time Renov had finished speaking, the interested Fernoyd III was about to say yes.

Unexpectedly, a rather surprising person came up with a different opinion.

"Your Majesty, this sacred marriage is personally allowed and recognized by Your Majesty, and for the sake of Your Majesty's face, you must not agree to their bet."

Qian Chen's face suddenly darkened.

The emperor has passed this level, and there are still people who jump out to make trouble!?