I Just Hope to Spend a Leisurely Life in the Second Dimension

"Yes, Monsieur Bordeaux!"

Reinhardt, who had just lined up, took a step to the right, walked to the middle of the cavaliers' ranks and the noble civil servants' ranks, stroked his left chest with his right hand, bowed slightly, and affirmed his question.

"Ok!"

The bald old man named Bordeaux pressed his hands, indicating that he could back down.

Since the Arestia family really gave up on the king's election, it's hard for him to say anything, but it's okay to give up. Now that the country has no leader, if there is one less option, the possibility of splitting will be less.

Bordeaux turned his gaze to Myrotov next to him.

give it to you!

Mycrotov understood the meaning, coughed lightly, and adjusted his state, "Then, let's start our topic—the battle of succession to the throne!

His commanding declaration filled the hall with tension once again.

The candidates naturally straightened their poses, and the audience below lost their composure.

Mycrotov looked around at all the members of the Council of Wise Men except himself, seeking the agreement of the meeting declaration.

Those old people also nodded in response one after another, and they didn't mean to sing a different tune.

Seeing that the old fellows had no objections, Mycrotov winked at the knight leader Marcos who was waiting in the corner of the stage.

"Thank you for your permission, then let's start discussing, needless to say, the topic is 'who will be the king'.

But the problem is the method of election!

Although it is written on the Dragon Calendar Stone that we must gather candidates, it does not specify the method of election. In order to make a good decision in this regard, first of all, I would like to ask everyone about their determination to select candidates. "

In fact, everyone knows these things well. There is no such thing as a dragon calendar stone, but the filth among the nobles must not be brought to the surface. It should be covered up or covered up.

Seeing the signal from Mycrotov, Marcos stepped forward, faced the crowd with his hands behind his back, and cleared his throat.

"Then next, I will preside over the presidency. Presumably, all candidates have their own opinions and positions. First of all, please introduce it to everyone present. But at the same time as we start..."

The sonorous and forceful voice instantly attracted everyone's attention. Without changing his face, Marcos spread his hands and aimed at An Shu's position.

"I must explain first! Today, we are honored to have Mr. An Shu, the president of the No. [-] chamber of commerce in mainland China, come to watch the ceremony!

Candidates, please show your strength, so that Chairman An Shu can see your valiant demeanor! "

After Marcos finished speaking, he waited for a while, but there was no applause as expected. He was a little surprised, seeing that the faces of the people below were also different, so he turned his head slightly and looked at An Shu.

"Master, master..."

Rem, who was sitting at the end with An Shu, became anxious, shaking his shoulders, trying to wake up his master who was sleeping on his back.

It's so unreliable!She really fell asleep without paying attention, and the little maid was a little speechless.

As early as when Bordeaux was speaking, Rem noticed that he was snoring, and called him in a low voice, but An Shu remained unmoved, kept murmuring inaudible words, and dripped his saliva on his shoulder.

Seeing that the eyes of the crowd had changed, Rem simply pinched his thigh.

"Um, huh? Started?"

Feeling a slight pain, An Shu woke up slowly, but still in a daze, and found that everyone's eyes were on this side, probably guessing part of the reason, and slowly raised his hand to say hello, "That, what, Hello everyone!"

The nobles below half bowed and responded to An Shu's greetings with courtesy, but they all had expressions of dissatisfaction on their faces.

Even if you are very good at Anshu, this is a grand meeting in our country after all, it’s fine to hold a woman in your arms, and sleeping in public, isn’t it too much?

Treat this place as your own home?

An Shu didn't care, he hugged the little maid and rubbed his eyes, but it was Mycrotov who was worried for him and told him a lie.

"Please don't get me wrong, President An Shu didn't doze off on purpose just now, it's just that he has been feeling unwell recently!

But today he insisted on coming to our meeting. What a rare and precious kindness! "

The nobles in the audience suddenly realized that they didn't think that Mycrotov would tell lies, and since Anshu came here, he didn't do anything except eat and lay on his maid's back. They believed it!

No wonder they brought a maid over and said that President An Shu couldn't be so rude, it seems understandable!

Chairman An Shu attaches great importance to the friendship with his own country!

Except for a few people present who knew An Shu's true nature, everyone else thought so.

Especially the aristocratic civil servants suddenly became solemn, their dissatisfaction had disappeared, and everyone's eyes were full of kindness.

This made Roswaal, who was watching coldly, twitch the corner of his mouth.

It's really amazing, the form is reversed in one sentence, well...

An Shu nodded, followed the steps the other party gave him and went down, apologizing, "Well, that, I'm sorry, I'm really not feeling well today."

As soon as the words fell, there was a sharp voice from among the nobles below.

"It's okay! Master An Shu, you don't have to apologize to me, honorable!"

"Um……"

An Shu glanced at him, and he still had a little impression of him. It was the unknown little villain who appeared in Wang Xuan, who targeted Felut.

Gray-purple hair, sunken eye sockets, pale face, a look hollowed out by wine, and a somewhat non-mainstream beard on the chin, a bit ugly...

But flattering is okay, tsk.