I will be crowned king

If the previous shouts of Commander-in-Chief Arthur Herred were those of infantry artillery, then the power of Joseph Herred’s words was tantamount to the sixty-four-pound coastal defense artillery, completely destroying the hearts of everyone present. Line of defense.

"What, Your Majesty, what exactly is he going to..."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"Hered Royal Family, Thousands of Years of Tradition..."

Chaotic exclamations gradually spread, and the imperial nobles who could not hold back no longer had any dignity and calmness as before. They were either dumbfounded, frightened or uneasy, or their eyes were confused and muttering to themselves as if they had been cursed. .

Yes, the nobles of Xiaolong Principality have abandoned the emperor; yes, the knights and grand dukes in both the north and the south are no longer loyal. Everyone is thinking about suitable candidates for refuge, looking for suitable allies, and seeking new allies. The emperor bowed his knees...

Half a minute, one minute, two minutes... It seemed like he had been silent for a whole century. Anson, whose expression remained unchanged, suddenly raised his head, and the corners of his mouth rose uncontrollably.

Joseph Heritage wrote without even glancing, very lightly.

"Of course..."

Didn’t Archduke Levent not know that he would definitely not be forgiven by the emperor? Of course he knew, just as he knew Bernard, the northerners like Archduke Roland also regarded him as an abandoned son. No matter which side he chose, he would be killed by a cunning rabbit and cooked by a lackey.

"You are my guest, His Excellency Ansen Bach, and according to ancient tradition... to elect an emperor, a witness is needed."

Seeing Anson who fell into silence, Queen Mother Anne Herred on the high platform couldn't help but smile proudly.

"It seems that the beloved Archduke Roland is no longer prepared to speak. Who else wants to stand up?" Joseph Heritage said solemnly:

"Ah, I agree!"

"But I still want to be completely unabashed and make sure that when you review my answer, you can fully and thoroughly understand the answer to this question without any misunderstanding!"

Joseph Heritage's voice suddenly rose: "Originally, His Majesty Nicholas Osteria was the best candidate, but unfortunately, His Majesty is my nephew by blood. To avoid suspicion, I cannot do this kind of behavior that is obviously biased towards myself. ,so……"

"What?"

As if he suddenly realized something, the speechless Archduke Roland suddenly turned back and looked at Archduke Levent who had just been refuted by the emperor.

But not in this form!

What is the current situation? Joseph Herred is still the emperor, but his legitimacy has only been questioned, not completely eliminated, and everyone has not really discussed a truly suitable candidate. So suddenly they want to start selecting a new emperor?

How many people's loyalty can such a crowned emperor win?

"……Um?"

I never expected that Archduke Levent would actually choose to go against the grain and form an alliance with the emperor, performing a harmonious double act!

He, he really thought that by doing this, Joseph Heritage would forgive his desperate behavior? !

"So please forgive me for speaking bluntly. After careful consideration, although this answer may not bring you enough pleasure, it may even cause uneasiness and a certain degree of negative impact on a certain metaphysical level."

While the imperial nobles were extremely entangled, Anson was also caught in a dilemma.

"As expected of the elderly Grand Duke Roland, tradition... eh."

Joseph Heritage snorted again and turned his attention back to the figure he absolutely did not want to see: "But before that, as the host of the banquet, we should still seek the opinions of the most distinguished and important guests present. "

Seeing Archduke Levent gloating about his misfortune as if no one else was around, Anson missed Louis Bernard more and more in the Free Confederacy. Honest people were indeed the rarest resource in the world.

Archduke Roland was obviously aware of this, his disbelieving eyes gradually turned cold, and he glanced at Anson Bach who was still standing there.

That is of course impossible, and Levent couldn't be clearer... Anson secretly thought in his heart. At this moment, he could truly see the full picture of the internal strife in the empire, and the seemingly inexplicable, but actually forced, choices of the various camps. .

It is precisely because he understands this that he behaves so forcefully, even daring to directly threaten to kill Bernard Morvis and also contact him - anyway, when everything is settled, the other grand dukes and the new emperor will not let go If you can't beat him, it's better to take a gamble now.

"Anson...Bach." With a long final note, the emperor narrowed his eyes: "It is a pity that the banquet specially prepared for you seems to have to end just as it has begun."

Doesn't the person who jumps out to run for office at this time look like a despicable villain who is waiting for an opportunity to rebel and deliberately leads all this?

There was a lot of discussion in the hall, and it was easy for anyone to hear the emperor's questions and the anger caused by being abandoned by everyone.

What's more...who would give up the crown to someone else if he ascended to the throne legally through conventional procedures? !

"Ah, no, no, your Majesty, you are so kind."

"The three Grand Dukes are not here at the moment. Even if there is an election, we should wait for them to arrive before discussing it!"

Under the gaze of everyone, the stunned little secretary came out from the side little by little, looked at the emperor on the high platform tremblingly, and then looked at Ansen behind him: "S-Sir, I..."

"Following thousands of years of tradition, the election of a new emperor must have the heirs of the legitimate blood of the Seven Knights present!" Grand Duke Roland said loudly and waved his hand with great momentum:

"I mean, although the party is over, I need to entrust you with an important mission."

This is equivalent to Joseph Hered having a dual-system BUG: because he is the emperor, he can theoretically issue any order; there has never been any law that stipulates that the election of a new emperor must be after the old emperor has passed away or been forcibly removed. under the premise.

But if he doesn't agree, the young king and the queen mother are in each other's hands, and his ambitions are too obvious. If he wants to try to interfere in the internal affairs of the empire, I'm afraid even an unpopular guy like Archduke Levent will not do it. Accept your "notorious" self.

But what are the benefits of doing this?

Looking at the majestic Joseph Herred on the throne, and the Queen Mother Anne Herrid who could faintly see a proud smile beside him, Anson felt a little puzzled.

The Hered royal family is 100% unwilling to give in, but even if they take the initiative to announce the election, it is 100% impossible for Joseph Hered to win with his current prestige. At best, it will muddy the waters and disrupt Archduke Roland and Bell. It's just a matter of following the rhythm of the nobles in the northern part of the empire, such as the Grand Duke.

Unless you hold the trump card that kills you with one blow, it's meaningless...

But on the other hand, if we don't do this, are we going to allow these guys to act in Xiaolong City, be roped in by any party, and really influence the choice of the empire's future emperor? !

Faced with Joseph Heritage's knowing questions, Anson decided to cooperate with his performance and first see what His Majesty's subsequent plans were: "But if the banquet is over, should we outsiders also leave?"

"...My respected guest, the commander-in-chief of the coalition forces of Clovis and Hantu, are you willing to accept this mission?!"

"Don't be nervous." Patting his shoulder gently, Anson lowered his voice and said, "It's very simple, just follow what you are used to."

Bernard Morvais in the crowd had an extremely ugly expression on his face, and his eyes kept wandering between the two Grand Dukes Bernard and Roland, not knowing what to do.

That's right, he, Clovis's... ruling lord, is the real variable.

As if he had gained endless power in an instant, the little clerk turned around and bowed gracefully and calmly to Joseph Heritage on the high platform: "My respected Majesty, with your infinite grace, please allow me to represent you on my behalf. The owner will answer your questions directly.”

"About this matter, Your Majesty..." Anson's expression gradually became more formal: "I would like to ask my secretary to reply on my behalf."

"Very good, it seems we have reached a consensus, no matter what the reason is..."

And I gave him an excellent new choice.

The faces of the imperial nobles in the banquet hall changed slightly, and they seemed to finally remember the reason for holding this banquet. It was Clovis's "conspirator" who was defeated in an honorable manner at the Halberd River...

Grand Duke Roland, who was full of momentum just now, suddenly became speechless when faced with the emperor's questioning.

Amidst the exclamations, Archduke Roland, whose beard and eyebrows were completely gray, squeezed past the nobles beside him and came to the edge of the red carpet: "Your Majesty, this is not in line with the tradition of the empire!"

The Southern knights present all raised their glasses and responded to the Grand Duke with the same gloating cheers; they might not care who the last emperor was, but as long as they could see the Yankees being defeated, they would never look back.

Let a Clovis traitor who defeated the Emperor's army head-on become a witness to the election of the new emperor?

The imperial nobles present felt that their souls were about to boil. It was crazy enough for outsiders to interfere in the internal affairs of the empire, but the witness of the new emperor was actually such a... guy who absolutely did not conform to the tradition of knights? !

Archduke Levent suddenly raised his voice. At this time, there was no trace of embarrassment on his face. Instead, he raised his wine glass as if "gloating" and shook it leisurely behind him:

"Now that things have come to this point, let's elect the emperor together - boys from the south, who do you choose?!"

"Oh, tradition?"

This is an undisguised threat - if you want to break the agreement and cause trouble, then don't blame me for falling out; half of the coalition forces of Clovis and Hantu are inside the city and the other half are outside the city. It is really not difficult to capture Xiaolong City.

Joseph Heritage wrote lightly: "No matter when, Xiaolong City will always entertain her guests warmly. Even if my subjects will no longer recognize me as their emperor, as the master of this city, I can still do this." Commitment."

"…………yes."

"My master and I should naturally respond to your request with full respect, sincerity and absolutely no falsehood. In fact, I can say that we definitely hope to respond to you at the same time, especially after fully considering After all relevant factors, you should be as mentally satisfied as possible, with absolutely no vague results, and at the same time, there should be no unhappiness or dissatisfaction.”

"Those brave and fearless soldiers, they can wait."

His words were full of respect, but Joseph Herred's expression was extremely disdainful: "Then, am I still the emperor of the empire?"

"this……"

Yes, in theory, as long as he is a legitimate emperor, no one can restrict any of his power; and no one can prevent an emperor from actively requesting election and giving up the throne to other legitimate electees.

The atmosphere gradually became depressing.

Anson, who was still standing in place, continued to appreciate the emperor's performance... The other party took the initiative to muddy the water, and it was certainly impossible to just cause a short-term commotion; Joseph Herred would never give up until he achieved his true purpose.

"Wait!"

His words were like a pause before the curtain came to an end, instantly attracting all the attention present.

"Your Excellency Anson Bach." Joseph Heritage said solemnly: "I'm waiting for your reply."

"The entire empire is waiting for your answer."

"Then, may I ask, among the ancient traditions that have been passed down by the empire for thousands of years, which one stipulates that the emperor cannot hold an election, and that the new emperor must be elected in the presence of all the princes?!"

Well, that's absolutely impossible.

Alan Dawn, the young clerk in the crowd, stared wide-eyed and was completely stunned; if Fabian next to him had not been quick-sighted and quick-handed, the wine glass in his hand would have almost hit his boots.

"As your emperor, I am happy to discuss the ancient traditions of the empire with you... The feast is still going on, and we have plenty of time, enough to elect a new emperor."

"……well?!"

"After all, there are still 150,000 Clovis and Hantu troops waiting outside the city. If I and the officers don't return for a long time, it's hard to say what will happen."

"Le-wen-te-!!!!"

This speech of respecting tradition immediately won the approval of many northern nobles. There was a sparse response and applause in the banquet hall, and the situation seemed to be finally under control.

Joseph Herred obviously wanted to minimize the influence of the coalition forces, but doing so was obviously not in Clovis's interests and would also create a rift with the Grand Duke of the Empire.

As soon as the words fell, the sound in the hall suddenly stopped.

In any case, even if the other three Grand Dukes are not around, immediately electing a new emperor would be detrimental to Joseph Herred; his willingness to do so cannot be just to disgust Archduke Bernard who is about to succeed, right?

"Oh?" Anson pretended not to understand and blinked: "What mission?"

...dead silence, absolute silence.

After being silent for a long time, Queen Mother Anne Herred on the stage frowned slightly, raised her hand with some uncertainty, and after testing it several times, she finally pointed at the little clerk and said:

"I'm sorry, has he...finished?"