I will be crowned king

The hall was completely silent.

It was easy for anyone to notice that Grand Duke Levent had deliberately come out to cause trouble and act like a clown; but now this "clown" has at least one-third of the empire behind him, and he also has the support of the empire's war faction, so the nature of the matter has completely changed.

Except for the southerners, no one among the princes and nobles present would support such a guy to be crowned emperor, but it doesn't have to be Grand Duke Bernard; if you don't deal with the noise of Grand Duke Levent, the so-called "unity" and "peace" are wishful thinking.

"Then may I ask, how do you plan to fight and rob?"

Grand Duke Bernard slightly lifted the sea-blue cloak he was wearing, and his eyes were as sharp as a blade: "You might as well explain it clearly, and I will accept it."

The nobles of the empire all looked at Grand Duke Levent, with a bit of fear and uneasiness in their expectant eyes - they wanted to know what the other party was going to do, but they were also worried that this "clown" who was making trouble would completely overturn the table and make the situation out of control.

Emperor Joseph Hered on the throne seemed to be smiling, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly, as if mocking this group of indecisive spectators.

"We are the descendants of the seven knights. Is there any other way?"

Grand Duke Levent shook his head disdainfully, tore off his cloak and threw it aside: "Since you want to contribute to the empire so much, let everyone see it and open their eyes!"

Crackling--

Accompanied by the exclamations of the people around him, Grand Duke Levent drew the sword at his waist, and the tip pointed directly at Grand Duke Bernard's eyebrows.

"Silence! Silence!"

Arthur Hered, the master of ceremonies, quickly stood up and tried to stop the riot: "My lords, don't forget that this is the banquet hall; don't be rude in front of the emperor-- someone!"

As he finished speaking, the knights in front of the emperor at the edge of the hall stepped forward in tacit understanding; the neat footsteps of iron boots turned into a heavy timpani, making the atmosphere in the hall solemn.

"Hmph!"

Grand Duke Levent, looking around, sneered, and the southern nobles surrounding him also showed fierce faces, holding the hilts of their swords at their waists, and looking at the knights in front of the emperor vigilantly.

"Grand Duke Levent, put down your weapons!" The young Arthur Hered was very nervous: "This is the emperor's presence, are you going to point your weapons at your..."

"Shut up, kid!"

Grand Duke Levent, with a face full of disdain, didn't even look at him straight in the eye: "Who allowed you to talk to a grand duke like this? The person you scolded is the direct heir of the wind knight Levent, there is a difference between high and low!"

"As for the emperor... aren't we selecting one? Who will be the emperor is still uncertain!"

"You...?!"

Arthur Hered suppressed his anger, and the young "Dragon Roar" knight wanted to turn the other party into dust with a roar immediately.

He would have definitely done so three years ago, but now...

"Arthur, stop."

The emperor, who had been silent all the time, finally spoke, his voice was a little cold: "Knights in front of the king, step down, this riot has nothing to do with your duties."

"But your majesty..."

"You are my master of ceremonies, standing up to defend the dignity of the Hered royal family, I will remember this loyalty." The emperor raised his hand to stop Arthur Hered who was about to say something:

"But the person who supervises this election is not you."

The eyes of everyone present shifted to the figure of another person under the pillar as the emperor spoke.

Beside the throne, Queen Mother Anne Hered's face obviously sank.

"Sir Anson Bach, you are the witness of this election." The emperor said in a deep voice, not paying attention to his sister who was full of disgust beside him:

"According to tradition, witnesses have the responsibility to maintain the progress of the entire election ceremony; now you are indifferent, that is to say, you think that the provocation and duel invitation of Grand Duke Levent... are okay?"

In the dull atmosphere of the hall, the sound of small whispers came one after another.

"Your Majesty misunderstood, you seem to regard a small nobleman from the next Clovis province as an expert in the tradition and history of the empire." Anson responded to the emperor's doubts without changing his face, and raised the corners of his mouth, as if he didn't care:

"I was invited by you to be a witness to this ceremony, but no one told me that I also have the obligation to maintain order on the scene."

"So you know now." The emperor said coldly: "But you still plan to be indifferent?"

"Of course...not."

Changing the subject, Anson stepped in front of the sword of Grand Duke Levent and blocked Grand Duke Bernard behind him.

"...My respected Lord Clovis, what are you doing?"

"Maintain order at the scene, put away your weapons, immediately." Facing the unfriendly and surprised look of Grand Duke Levent, Anson said bluntly:

"Otherwise, your 'duel opponent' will not be a person."

Swish--! ! ! !

Before he finished speaking, the hall was filled with the sound of southern knights drawing their swords.

Almost at the same time, the Clovis officers and the Halo knights who were still "enjoying" the banquet squeezed out of the crowd - the Clovis people did not have the habit of bringing weapons to banquets, and they still crowded forward, blocking their commander-in-chief behind them.

"Back off, my lords."

The expressionless Carl Bain stood in front of everyone, speaking in a frivolous tone, while firmly holding down a girl who was already angry and ready to take out her revolver and shotgun:

"Such a rare banquet, if it is too awkward, everyone will look bad."

"You are the one...sign up!"

"Don't be nervous, he's not a big shot, just a country farmer from Clovis."

Smiling at the young knight who was threatening him but not forgetting to be polite, Chief of Staff Karl's body was shaking violently - he could hardly hold Lisa behind him.

"Everyone here is a respectable gentleman. It's really unreasonable for me, a peasant, to threaten you. I don't want to do something so rude, but..." Karl, who was trying to restrain himself, took a deep breath and expressed his embarrassment to the other party. smile:

"How about you stab me to death with one sword and then we'll see what happens?"

……Um? !

Shocked by these words, the southern knights suddenly raised their heads and realized that the Clovis officers in front of them were looking at them coldly; the knights from Hantu had already drawn their swords, and in the dead air It was filled with the aura of a knight with double-digit bloodline power, and it was bone-chilling cold.

However, the southern nobles beside him all showed embarrassment and were already thinking of retreating before the confrontation.

"That's enough, Kal Bain."

Ansen, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke, and glanced at the emperor behind him with a pointed look: "We are guests, don't make things difficult for the owner here."

Joseph Hered, who was on the throne, sneered and said nothing. Of course he could understand someone's overtones - they agreed to take a step back and cooperate for a win-win situation, but in the end they made things difficult for them at every turn.

But, so what? I am the emperor, and if you, the rebellious rebels, want to seek power and usurp the throne, you must be obediently used by me!

"As you command, Lord Consul."

Carl Bain snorted softly, and did not forget to wave his hand beside him: "Didn't you hear? Put down your weapons, we are civilized people, and we will not be rude to the host who invites us as guests."

The expressions of the Southern knights suddenly changed due to their unpretentious behavior, but they could not find any excuse to act out. They could only silently take two steps back, put away their weapons and stared at these "civilized guests" fiercely.

"The Clovis people are direct and forthright in doing things. I'm sorry to make things difficult for all the adults here." Anson turned around and smiled at Archduke Levent, paused for a moment and then continued:

"Since the banquet is over, let's do this... Carl Bain, you, the officers and the knights of Hantu will step aside for the time being."

"……Um?!"

"W-what is he going to do..."

"What's going on?"

The imperial nobles who had not yet breathed a sigh of relief were stunned again, completely confused as to what the ruling lord of Clovis was thinking.

"No need to worry too much." Facing Karl's hesitant gaze, Anson smiled and said with relief:

"With His Highness Léon François present, no one will dare to touch a hair on my head."

"...That's right!"

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Hantu, who had just squeezed out of the crowd to stop Anson, changed his position very smoothly: "Please rest assured, on the name of Francois, I will never let anyone harm His Excellency Anson Bach. !”

Well, what I'm worried about isn't this guy's safety, but... never mind.

The corner of Karl's mouth twitched, and with a sigh, he dragged Lisa, who was still very worried, and took the lead through the crowd and left the banquet hall.

Immediately afterwards, the officers and Hantu knights present were either reluctant, vigilant, or thoughtful, and they filed out under the gaze of the imperial nobles.

The originally crowded hall suddenly became much emptier.

"Now...as a witness, I have shown my sincerity to you." Almost at the same time that the Clovis officers left, Anson, who had suppressed his smile, suddenly raised his voice and looked at the imperial nobles present with righteous words:

"Therefore, please also stay calm and let this election go forward instead of becoming a meaningless..."

"……laughing stock!"

The words echoed among the pillars of the banquet hall. The dull-faced imperial nobles and knights remained silent and stared at the ruling lord of Clovis, making the originally excited Crown Prince Hantu instantly nervous. got up.

"Okay, okay, I was wrong, I surrender."

Archduke Levent, who had shown his ferocious look just now, suddenly spoke, put away his weapon with a helpless expression, raised his hands at Archduke Bernard and said with a smile: "Please forgive me for my rudeness as a southerner, your extremely noble Ai. Grand Duke Teresa, blood descendant of the Sea Knight."

"Or should I call you the future...Your Majesty Bernard?"

"To each other, Archduke Levent."

Glancing at Anson who was standing in front of him, Archduke Bernard secretly breathed a sigh of relief and walked straight to Archduke Levent without flinching: "The brave and capable Wind Knight has always been the pillar of the empire. Seeing that you are still as graceful as ever, it makes me happy. People no longer worry about the future of the empire."

"That's right!" Archduke Levent grinned: "Then on the other hand, if the two of us duel here and kill each other, the future of the empire will be unsafe, right?"

"How you interpret it is your business. I'm just stating the facts."

"What a fact! Let everyone see clearly that whoever dares to continue making trouble is the sinner of the entire empire."

"I don't dispute this."

"Yes, after all, you are sure of victory, all you need is someone to put the crown directly on your head."

"..."

Even though Grand Duke Bernard was very well-mannered, he was still speechless. Seeing Grand Duke Levent, who was silent and flushed, he was instantly excited: "Why, that's all? You are silent after being refuted by others. This is not in line with your magnanimity and your glorious image of devoting yourself to the empire!"

"That's enough, Grand Duke Levent!"

Grand Duke Roland shook his gray beard and eyebrows, his face sullen: "We have gone through so much trouble to gather here, not to quarrel like children."

"Of course not!" Grand Duke Levent laughed:

"It's because the Clovis people killed the Empire's "rebels" in the Long Halberd River and made them flee, so that everyone felt that this couldn't go on, and the Empire should have a new emperor!"

The suppressed anger in the hall instantly boiled again.

Facing the murderous gazes, Grand Duke Levent was happy to accept them. He couldn't suppress his raised mouth corners, and even had time to hold down the restless southern knights beside him.

Anson Bach, who was still standing in the crowd, was particularly low-key after briefly stopping the previous riot.

What's going on?

Grand Duke Bernard, whose face was as calm as the lake, was in great doubt at this time - he saw that the Clovis ruling was playing a double game with Grand Duke Levent, and the two sides probably reached some kind of agreement in secret to prevent him from being crowned.

But this was their plan, and the current situation could not be explained: Anson Bach took the initiative to dismiss Clovis officers, obviously giving up the absolute control of the situation in the banquet hall. Even if it could make others relax their vigilance, the consequences would be more than worth the loss.

The arrogant Levent was so indulgent, which only had a counter-effect on the possibility of his successful coronation, which was equivalent to losing all his popularity and neutral votes.

With the Halberd River in front of them, the Clovis people would never accept Joseph Herreid to continue to stay on the throne of the emperor; but if their plan was not to crown Grand Duke Levent, what else could it be?

In any case, Anson Bach obviously did not intend to accept the agreement reached between himself and the Clovis high-level officials in private... Those incompetent conservative nobles, they did not have control over this young man's wrist at all!

The doubtful Grand Duke Bernard frowned unconsciously. He felt as if he was walking into the trap set by the young man in front of him. The sad thing was that even if he noticed it, it would be meaningless, because you could not see through his purpose at all, so there was no way to crack the trap.

Louis Bernard... my pride, my only heir.

It is not unfair that you lost to such a monster.