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The person who hoped that Fang Li would come here and intervene in the king's election, so he did not hesitate to reveal to Priscilla that Fang Li was tracking down the Witch Cult, and the person who led Fang Li here with Priscilla's hand was Rozval.

Before, Fang Li had already been a little suspicious of Rozval.

Because of all kinds of signs.

As early as the beginning, Rozval took a fancy to Fang Li's talent, hoping to take Fang Li under his command.

It's a pity that Fang Li never agreed.

However, that doesn't mean Rozvaar has given up.

Now, in this way, Rozval directly dragged Fang Li into Emilia's camp.

Presumably, this clown has already expected it, right?

It is expected that Fang Li will not choose to refute on this occasion.

Because, in that case, Emilia, whose status is already delicate, will definitely be criticized.

Fang Li could ignore Rozval's feelings, but it was impossible to ignore Emilia's feelings.

In other words, this clown has calculated a handful.

Therefore, Fang Li, who had already guessed, was not surprised, but his inner guess was affirmed.

Only Emilia was somewhat overwhelmed and had no idea what was going on.

In such a situation, Fang Li just stared at Rozval, one with a cold look and the other with a smile.

"What are you waiting for? Fang Liqing? ”

Rozval was a kind reminder.

"Mistress Emilia is waiting for you, huh?"

Hearing this, Fang Li glanced at Rozval, and slowly stepped forward under the gaze of everyone present.

"Fangli—" Emilia still looked a little overwhelmed.

However, Fang Li just shook his head at Emilia and looked at Marcus.

Immediately, Fang Li opened his mouth like this.

"First of all, I must make it clear that I am not a knight."

In a word, it caused an uproar in the audience.

However, Fang Li ignored the reactions of everyone present and made such a declaration.

"Let me be like the knights here, swinging my sword for whom I protect, I don't have such noble character and great integrity."

"There's only one thing I know."

"That's killing."

The incomparably bland declaration made everyone present feel a chill rising from the bottom of their hearts, and they all held their breath.

Only the faces of the knights, led by Marcus, gradually became solemn.

Including Reinharut and Yurius.

These Guards Knights, who have a keen combat instinct, are already aware of it, right?

Fang Li's words were not a joke.

This is a person who has truly created a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood with his own hands.

Realizing this, the surprise, astonishment, and incredulity of everyone began to appear.

In this case, the only people who can stand up and refute it casually are fools who can't understand the meaning at all.

And such fools, it didn't take long for them to appear.

"It's really a laugh out of my teeth."

With these words, a sarcastic voice erupted in the queue of civil servants gathered on the left side of the audience hall.

"Why can such a combination of the taboo silver-haired half-elf and the murderer who only knows how to kill appear here, casually claiming to be the heir to the throne and a knight?"

Saying such things was a middle-aged man with a hunched back and a face like a catfish, that is, gray, and with heavy dark circles that represented unhealth, and looked extremely neurotic.

The middle-aged man came out of the civil official queue and made this admonition to the members of the Wise Men who were sitting above.

"Ladies and gentlemen, there are really some problems with the selection of the king this time, if it can't be solved, then the kingdom is destined to have no future, I think, we should think about the candidate again."

The implication is that there are people here who are not worthy of the throne.

However, there are still some members of the Sage Society present who agree.

"I also think the candidates should be reconsidered."

"It's unbelievable who is going to be chosen this time."

"Look at who they are?"

"Master Kursh, who was born in the Duke of Karsten's family, is also counted, and the rest of the people do not have the quality of being kings at all."

"Can a merchant from a neighboring country, a widow who inherits her deceased husband's estate, a little girl from a slum, really become a king?"

"Moreover, there are even half-demons."

When it came to the last sentence, everyone's tone and expression were filled with disgust.

One by one, the dignitaries all focused their eyes on Amilia, their eyes full of unprecedented disgust and rejection.

It was disgust and rejection of the silver-haired half-elves.

And the term half-demon is also a contempt for half-elves.

Shrouded in such contempt, and overshadowed by disgust and rejection, Emilia just lowered her head, and there was no reaction on the surface, but a pair of beautiful purple pincer-colored eyes were full of sadness.

And the neurotic civil servant is still talking.

"Silver-haired, and half-elf, that is the appearance of the rumored "jealous witch" who represents the most evil, such an existence, just appearing in front of the eyes will make people feel filthy, let her inherit the throne, it is simply ridiculous, if it really succeeds, then the kingdom is not far from the end!"

Neurotic civil servants have been inciting.

"The people will never want such a filthy existence to be the king, and as long as the foreign beings know that the king of the kingdom is a half-demon, they will not have the idea of establishing friendly relations with us, and they can even use this as an excuse to send troops to attack our country!"

"So, this is a symbol of calamity, and it is absolutely impossible to bring prosperity and prosperity to the kingdom!"

Extremely ugly words resounded throughout the hearing hall like this.

In this regard, Emilia just lowered her head and endured it silently.

Until the next second――――

"Are you finished?"

The words that were as bland as they were just now quickly cooled down as if the entire inflamed atmosphere had been thrown into an ice cave.

Everyone just looked at the source of the sound in a daze.

Including Emilia, who also looked over in a bit of a daze.

There, Fang Li raised his pace, and under the gaze of everyone, he walked in the direction of the high platform.

As you walk, you open your mouth like this.

"Sure enough, it's a civil official who can only play tricks, and if you don't come out and speak, you can't find a sense of superiority, right?"

"You have the blood of the nobility in your body, but you speak more despicably than the people in the slums, do you think this will hide your fear of the 'jealous witch'?"

"It's unpleasant."

Saying this, Fang Li came to the high platform, stood next to the Long Li Stone, stretched out his hand, and put it on it.

"Just let me shut up your foul mouth!"