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If the people from the Presbyterian House have been to the world before Yannick, then they must know an ancient oriental proverb, which says that people should not be judged by appearances, and sea water cannot be measured.

No one would have thought that His Excellency Prince Felton, who was not of noble birth, was regarded as incompetent and useless, autistic and paranoid, had a very weird personality, and was eagerly "sent" out of marriage by the House of Elders, turned out to be a magician.

Moreover, according to the observations of a few noble mages who were not very talented at the venue, when His Excellency the Prince used magic on the speaker and the nobleman who wanted to escape, he used both water magic and fire magic at the same time. There was an astonishing fact - Prince Felton, whom they had always looked down upon, turned out to be a dual-line mage!

This recognition made the few noble mages present decisively choose to wait and see what happened instead of running up to die stupidly.

The black-clothed mage was expressionless: "First, immediately, end this meaningless meeting immediately, prepare for the enthronement ceremony, and let Tang En become the emperor of the empire as soon as possible."

Chris found that his Yannick often likes to list one, two, three, and four when speaking. The advantage of this is that it is organized and not sloppy, so he naturally copied it.

"Second, I didn't kill Orthea."

"Second, when Francis II was alive, he never bowed his head to any country, even if the other party was Alfonso VIII, so now we don't need to bow our head to anyone."

Finally, he looked around and came to a conclusion.

"If he wants to fight, he will fight."

Silent.

Everyone stared at him dumbfounded, not because they were taken in by Chris's domineering declaration, but because they thought he must be joking.

Even the main fighters, who were so proud and categorical just now, were actually beating drums in their hearts, but now that Chris said this, everyone felt that he must mean it.

The speaker was still "running naked" in the water polo, and the heavy responsibility of speaking on behalf of everyone naturally fell on the deputy speaker. He felt that Chris was here to make trouble, but due to the fact that the two of you, the prince, shocked everyone when he just appeared on the stage. He didn't want to repeat the mistakes of the speaker, so after careful consideration, he spoke carefully, choosing as polite words as possible.

God knows how difficult this is for him. He used to laugh at this useless illegitimate child along with others behind his back, but he never expected that one day he would have to speak to the other party in a polite tone.

"Your Excellency, with all due respect, His Royal Highness is not yet a year old, not enough to take on the important task of managing the empire, so we..."

Chris interrupted him coldly: "You mean you want to abolish the monarchy?"

The deputy speaker was stunned, and quickly explained: "No, we didn't think so..."

Chris: "Then Tang En's age is irrelevant. One day he will grow up and govern the country well like Francis II."

The deputy speaker did not give up: "But in the more than ten years before His Royal Highness became an adult, the empire could not be without a power organization. I think the Council of Elders is fully qualified to replace His Majesty the Emperor."

Chris groaned: "And then vote by quarreling every day until Alfonso VIII comes to the door?"

The deputy speaker blushed: "Your Excellency, I have every reason to think that you are a great insult to the House of Elders. The House of Elders is an authority that existed at the beginning of the empire, and its importance even exceeds that of the emperor..."

His voice stopped abruptly, Chris raised his staff, and the deputy speaker was completely speechless, and was frozen in place. The only fortunate thing was that he was not stripped naked like the speaker and ran naked.

There was an uproar at the scene, these nobles who had always had their eyes above the top finally couldn't bear it anymore.

I was shocked by Chris pre-emptively just now, and now that I have realized it, everyone starts to think that Chris is really too arrogant.

Even the emperor dare not easily overthrow the resolution of the Elder's House, let alone a mere prince in name only!

So what if you know magic, don't we have a powerful magician behind us to serve us?

Judging from Chris's attitude towards the speaker and the deputy speaker, everyone felt that his ability was limited to this. It seems that he still knew the pros and cons, and he didn't even dare to do anything serious, let alone hurt those two people. life.

That being the case, everyone has nothing to be afraid of, not to mention that they feel that Chris's magic is limited no matter how powerful it is, otherwise why would he be unknown in the empire and even the mainland for so many years?

Thinking about it this way, these people suddenly felt confident again.

The speaker and deputy speaker were unable to speak for the time being, and a certain nobleman was pushed out as a representative.

"Your Excellency, I have to say that your behavior is completely illegal, not to mention that you are just a prince now, even if you are the emperor of the empire, you have no right to treat the House of Elders like this... Wait! Please don't use magic , I have the right to finish my sentence!"

The great nobleman put on a posture that he would rather die than submit, and Chris really put down his staff slowly, but his cold eyes made him almost suffocate.

The opponent tried his best to show some momentum to confront him, but his slightly trembling hands had already exposed his heart.

"Think about it, you are only one person, and as long as we give an order, many mages will join hands to deal with you. No matter how powerful you are, I believe you don't want that to happen, do you? Unless you have the ability Kill all of us here, but in that case, the entire empire will besiege you, I hope you can calm down and think about it!"

He finished a long speech almost without pause, then swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and looked at Chris anxiously. Seeing that Chris did not respond, it seemed that he had listened to his words. Put your heart back into your stomach a little bit.

"It seems that you are a sensible person. Now the speaker and deputy speaker are unable to speak. Let me speak to you on their behalf. We have no intention of abolishing the monarchy, but now that His Royal Highness is still young, he can't even speak. Not to say, in this case, we have every reason to think that he can't perform the duties of His Majesty the Emperor well. Before His Highness comes of age, the House of Elders is obliged to manage the country in his place. Of course, if you wish, the House of Elders You are always welcome to join us!"

He paused and asked tentatively, "Perhaps you want the position of speaker, and this is not unnegotiable."

Many people were dissatisfied with the weak way of speaking of the great nobleman, and they couldn't help booing when they heard that he had compromised with Chris in the end.

Chris didn't pay attention to these boos, he listened calmly, and then said: "I have no interest in the House of Elders, no matter what position it is. You are at best a corrupt class, and you are not qualified to represent the entire Garter Empire , even if you are killed, the empire will still operate, and it will not be in chaos."

His words made everyone angry, but Chris didn't seem to notice it at all, and continued talking on his own. "I only have three requests."

"First, until Twain becomes an adult, I will act as the regent of the empire on his behalf."

"Secondly, the Elder's House does not need to be disbanded, but fresh blood must be added. The specific rules are determined by me."

"Third, from today onwards, you are not allowed to intervene in negotiations with the Charlemagne Empire."

"Edward Chris, you are so arrogant!"

The faces of the nobles showed resentment. Several people stood up at the same time and scolded him loudly. The anger that the power was about to be taken away greatly exceeded their fear of Chris just now.

"Don't think that you can do whatever you want because you have the title of prince! That was granted to you by Francis II with the consent of the House of Elders. Not only do you not know how to be grateful, but you actually dare to oppose us! Do you know You know that the House of Elders can deprive you of your title at any time as long as you issue an order!"

"Deprive now!"

"Deprive now!"

The venue was full of yelling and there was no order at all. The nobles who were normally dignified wanted to rush up and tear Chris to pieces, but because of the magic he just cast, everyone still had a sliver of reason.

Ordinary nobles are like this. A few noble mages suffered from having their staffs confiscated to prevent fights when they entered the arena just now, and they couldn't use wandless magic, so they could only yell at everyone.

Chris stood there, almost surrounded and overwhelmed by the surging anger. The poor captain of the guard stood not far behind him. What to do, at this moment, a trace of reverence for Chris rose in his heart.

These arrogant nobles would be reprimanded or even whipped even if they accidentally offended them, but now so many people are led by one person, which makes the captain of the guard feel very funny.

But how will His Excellency Chris deal with this situation?Did they really kill these people?The captain of the guard thought to himself, this is almost impossible, as long as His Excellency Chris still has a semblance of reason, he will not be able to do so.

Because these big nobles almost represent all the old nobles in the upper echelon of the empire, and their power has been entrenched for many years. If they are moved, they will touch the interests of the entire old noble group, so even the former emperor can't do anything about them. Lord Chris compromise with them.

What else can I do?

Just when the captain of the guard took a wrong stand and started worrying secretly about Chris, the mage in black raised his staff and didn't even say any spells from his mouth.

Everyone lost their voices as if their throats were choked in an instant.

There was an eerie silence in the venue.

It was so quiet that Chris put down his staff, and the sound of sleeves rubbing against the corner of his clothes could be clearly heard.

Everyone stared wide-eyed in horror, covered their throats, and opened and closed their mouths desperately, but found that they could not make a sound.

The captain of the guard was not silenced, but he was also speechless, and could only stare blankly at Chris's back.

Silence curse.

This is a curse.

And it is also a large-scale banning spell.

Who can do this except the Grand Magister and above!

They didn't even see him say the spell!

"Now, don't doubt that I have this kind of strength." Chris said, "If you do something else, I don't mind giving you another holding spell, then stripping you naked and throwing it on the street of the Imperial Capital. It’s a pleasure to see this scene.”

If everyone didn't have an accurate concept of Chris's strength before, then the magic just now completely overturned their ridiculous guesses.

A great magister, this cannot be achieved overnight, and such a great magister has lived under their noses for more than 30 years, but no one has noticed, even when the whole emperor laughed at him as an illegitimate child, he also Never came out to defend myself, until today.

The way everyone looked at Chris changed.

From the initial disdain, ridicule, and anger, it is now covered with a layer of awe and fear.

With his strength, everyone now has no doubt that he can easily deal with these people alone.

However, there are still some people who are lucky, thinking that even if Chris has this strength, he would not dare to kill them.

Chris seemed to see their thoughts, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his cold eyes: "Do you think you are important? Francis II didn't touch you, because he didn't want to shake the foundation of the empire, but I don't have such scruples, anyway, now The war with the Charlemagne Empire is imminent, and it is necessary to kill a group of people to stabilize people's hearts, maybe you want to be the first, huh?"

He moved his staff, and a cloud of bright yellow smoke-like flames appeared around the noble who yelled the loudest just now, and immediately surrounded him. A look of horror appeared on the noble's face, and his expression quickly He was distorted and wanted to run, but was locked by Chris with a holding spell earlier. In the flames, everyone watched him surrounded by flames, and finally burned into a ball of ashes alive, leaving no bone residue down.

The others backed away like a tide, and they looked at Chris in horror, as if they were looking at a devil.

They no longer have the idea of ​​escaping, and everyone knows that with Chris' ability, as long as he doesn't let him go, no one will be able to get out from here today.

"Who's next? Who wants to be next?" Chris's tone was as flat as asking "how's the weather today".

He is not a bloodthirsty person, but these guys don't cry without seeing the coffin. At first, he didn't kill anyone, but he was regarded as weak and timid.Maybe Chris didn't know there was a word called "kill chickens to scare monkeys", but now it's clearly achieved this effect.

His eyes fell on one of the great nobles, and he looked at him trembling, with an expression that looked like he was about to cry.

These people are usually pampered, arrogant and domineering, and they don’t even look down on the emperor. Now they are trapped here alone, unable to run out, and begging for mercy. People who are being targeted by Chris have absolutely nothing to do.

This is an inhuman devil!

He is much more terrifying than the former emperor!

These nobles miss Francis II very much now, and they don't remember how happy they were when they heard the emperor died.

Just when everyone thought they were going to die today, and the difference was only in dying first and dying later, they heard Chris say again: "So, now I will ask again, do you agree with the three conditions just now?"

So there is no need to die!

The nobles' eyes lit up.

Chris tapped one of the nobles with his staff, and the latter found that he could speak, and nodded hurriedly: "Agree! Agree! I completely agree! Your Excellency Chris, it is our honor to have you as the regent, I I have a hunch that under your leadership, the empire will move towards a glorious future!!!”

He wanted to use all the flattering rhetoric he had spent his life. Others looked at him and cursed the sycophant in their hearts, but when Chris pointed his staff at the next person, what he said would only be worse than the previous person. Nice to hear.

"I don't believe you." After asking a few people, Chris said calmly.

Everyone's hearts were raised again, and they looked at Chris uneasily, for fear that he would do something again.

"Make a contract, abide by these three conditions, and swear that you will never violate it no matter what the situation is. I can let you walk out of here safe and sound, and stay in the elders' house."

"But... Your Excellency Chris," a nobleman timidly raised his hands, "We have so many people..."

"It's okay, come one by one, anyway, we have plenty of time." Chris actually smiled.

The nobles looked at him in horror, finally realizing that they were completely screwed today.