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

"By the way, didn't Remlin always dislike Emilia because of her appearance?"

"Well, but Rem doesn't hate it! Miss Emilia is also very pitiful! And she is very gentle, and she doesn't have the aura of a witch!"

"Well, let's continue reading, Roswaal seems to be about to start..."

It seemed that there was a tacit understanding. As soon as An Shu stopped speaking, Roswaal spoke.

"Have you—did you finish, Mr. Bordeaux?"

"If what you mean is that I'm trying to talk, then I haven't said it yet. Do you really understand how serious your behavior is? Chief court magister!"

Bordeaux waved his hands vigorously and questioned him, and that aggressive posture was unbearably annoying.

"Of course I—understand. Lord Bordeaux speaks for the opinions of the Council of Sages, as well as the emotional problems that the citizens have when they see Lady Emilia, I—understand."

But facing the coercion from Bordeaux, Roswaal calmly raised a finger.

Bordeaux speaks for other old people, and Roswaal is not wrong. Even McCrotov, who occasionally helps him speak, may not be able to get rid of his prejudice against Emilia's appearance.

Not to mention those stupid citizens, why does Emilia always wear a robe of opinion to cover her beautiful face?

That's because Roswaal personally arranged on the robe to block the cognition warlock. Needless to say, the reason for the arrangement.

"But—yes, haven't you forgotten? The part that Lord Bordeaux thinks is problematic has nothing to do with this king's election—is there?"

……

The air fell silent.

It doesn't matter? How can it not matter?

In the lobby, except for the few people who made the plan, no one else could guess Roswaal's brain circuit.

"……what do you mean?"

Bordeaux asked, he was eager to find out, he was already unwilling to waste any time on this half-demon, and hoped to drive her out as soon as possible.

"It's unbelievable. I remember the rules of the king's election. As long as the candidates are all present, the king's election will start, right? And once it starts, it can only be carried out solemnly, right?"

Roswaal looked up at the Council of Sages, and said in a low voice.

Mycrotov narrowed his eyes, he was the first to react!

"Is that what you meant? The important thing for Mrs. Emilia is whether she is a candidate and whether she is present. As for whether she is qualified to ascend to the throne, that is not a problem! Right?"

As soon as Mycrotov finished speaking, the crowd in the civil service team burst into an uproar again!

Everyone's eyes are full of surprises and confusion!It also includes the minister who first provoked this 'bloodless war'.

"how is this possible?"

"What does Earl Mezas mean by that?"

"Should he deny Lord Myrotov's words?"

And so on, or similar words, spread from the crowd.

On the high platform, Mycrotov looked at him deeply. Although he understood the meaning of Roswaal's words, he didn't understand the other party's plan.

In the entourage, Natsuki Subaru's face was ashen, he couldn't believe that Roswaal's thoughts were like this.

Looking at Emilia, who looked lonely and helpless from the back, Natsuki Subaru felt distressed.

Say something, please!

He began to pin his hopes on An Shu, but he was destined to be disappointed. An Shu kissed his maid intimately on the top, and ignored the scene below.

The effect seems to be surprisingly good? Roswaal sneered, then quickly changed his face, raised his hand and clenched his fist, indicating that he has not finished speaking.

"Please be quiet, everyone, yes, Lord Mycrotov is right!

Wouldn’t it be fine if you just treat Lady Emilia as a formal contestant?”

"But I believe that Lady Emilia has put in a lot of hard work for this king's election, right? It's all in vain!"

Mycrotov asked again, looking at Emilia from sympathy to pity.

"does it matter?"

Roswaal asked back, and even picked up his ears.

One stone caused a thousand waves!

This time the crowd was completely excited!No one knew that Roswaal would stab Emilia at a critical moment, and even stabbed her in the heart accurately!

Even Bordeaux, who was the most clamorous, was stunned.

Unforgivable!Unforgivable!

As a supporter of Emilia Carbon, this man!Knowing that Emilia Carbon has put in so much hard work!To say such a thing!

This is more impactful than other people's abuse!

"What a joke!"

Emilia's figure began to falter, but at the same time, a roar resounded through the entire hall, instantly making everyone silent.

Chapter 194 The Fool's Rage