By now, you don't even need to guess.
The person who hoped that Fangli came here and intervened in the selection of the king, he did not hesitate to reveal to Priscilla that Fangli was tracing the Witch’s Cult. With Priscilla’s hand, the person who led Fangli to this place was Luo. Zvar.
Fang Li had already had some doubts about Rozval before.
Because of all the signs.
As early as the beginning, Rozval had taken a fancy to Fang Li's talents, hoping to put Fang Li under his command.
Unfortunately, Fang Li has never agreed.
However, that does not mean that Rozval has given up.
Now, Rozval directly dragged Fang Li into Emilia's camp in this way.
Presumably, this clown has already expected it, right
It was expected that Fang Li would not choose to refute on this occasion.
Because, in that way, Emilia, whose status is already subtle, will definitely be criticized.
Fang Li could ignore Rozval's feelings, but it was impossible to ignore Emilia's feelings.
In other words, this clown has calculated the Fangli.
Therefore, Fang Li, who had already guessed, was not surprised, but his inner guess was affirmed.
Only Amelia, somewhat overwhelmed, didn't know what was going on.
Under such circumstances, Fang Li just stared at Rozval, with a cold look in his eyes and a smile on his face.
"What are you waiting for? Fang Liqing?"
Rozval seemed to be a kind reminder.
"Sir Emelia is waiting for you?"
Hearing this, Fang Li glanced at Rozval, and slowly stepped forward under the gaze of everyone present.
"Fang Li..." Emilia was still somewhat at a loss.
However, Fang Li just shook his head at Emilia and looked at Marcus.
Immediately, Fang Li spoke like this.
"First of all, I must clarify that I am not a knight."
In a word, it caused an uproar in the audience|wave.
However, Fang Li ignored the reactions of everyone present and declared like this.
"Let me be like a knight here, swinging a sword in order to protect someone. I don't have that noble character and great integrity."
"I know only one thing."
"That's killing."
The incomparable declaration made everyone present feel a chill from the bottom of their hearts, and they all held their breath.
Only the faces of the knights headed by Marcos gradually became serious.
Including Reinharut and Yurius.
These guard knights with keen combat intuition are already aware of it, right
Fang Li's words are not joking.
This is a person who has really personally made a sea of corpses.
Comprehending this point, everyone's surprise, astonishment, and inconceivability also began to appear one after another.
Under this circumstance, the only people who can stand up for refutation without incident are idiots who can't understand the meaning at all.
And such an idiot soon appeared.
"It makes people laugh out loud."
Accompanied by such words, in the queue of civil servants gathered on the left side of the audience hall, a person made a sarcastic voice.
"The taboo silver-haired half-elf and the murderer who only knows how to kill, why can such a combination appear here, if nothing has happened to claim to be the heir to the throne and the identity of the knight?"
Saying this is a middle-aged man with a hunchback, a face like a catfish, that is, gray, with thick dark circles that represent unhealthy, and looks extremely nervous.
The middle-aged man came out of the queue of civil servants and gave such advice to the members of the sage society sitting above.
"My lords, there are indeed some problems in the election of the king this time. If it cannot be resolved, the kingdom is destined to be unable to have a future. I think it is better for us to reconsider the candidate."
The implication is that there are people here who are not worthy of the throne.
Unfortunately, some of the members of the sage society here agree with it.
"I also think that the candidate should be considered again."
"The candidates this time are really incredible."
"Look at who these people are?"
"Don't forget the Lord Kurxiu who came from the family of the Duke of Karlstern. The rest of them don't have the qualities to be kings at all."
"Businessmen from neighboring countries, widows who inherited their deceased husbands, and little girls in slums, can such people really become kings?"
"Moreover, there are actually half demons."
Speaking of the last sentence, everyone's tone and expression brought disgust.
All the high-ranking officials focused their eyes on Emilia, and their eyes were filled with unprecedented disgust and rejection.
That is against the aversion and rejection of the silver-haired half-elves.
The term half-devil is also a slander for half-elves.
Being so despised, and gazes of disgust and rejection, Emilya just lowered her head, showing no response on the surface, but a pair of beautiful purple pliers-colored eyes were full of sadness.
And the neurotic civil servant was still speaking loudly.
"Silver hair, and half-elf, it's the appearance of the "jealous witch" who is rumored to represent the most evil. Such an existence will make people feel filthy just to appear in front of them. It is simply funny to let her inherit the throne. Zhiji, if it really succeeds, then the kingdom will not be far from being destroyed! "
The neurotic civil servants have been inciting.
"The citizens will never want such a filthy existence to become a king. As long as the foreign existence knows that the king of the kingdom is a half-devil, they will not have the idea of forging a friendly relationship with us, and can even use this as an excuse to send troops to attack. My country!"
"So, this is a symbol of disaster, and it is absolutely impossible to bring prosperity and prosperity to the kingdom!"
The extremely ugly words resounded throughout the audience hall like this.
In this regard, Emilia just lowered her head and endured silently.
Until the next second—
"Are you finished?"
The words that were so plain to the extreme as just now made the whole incited atmosphere seem to be thrown into an ice cave, quickly cooling down.
Everyone just cast their gazes at the sound source in a daze.
Including Emilia, who also looked over in a daze.
There, Fang Li raised his steps and walked towards the high platform under everyone's gaze.
Talk like this while walking.
"Sure enough, it's a civil servant who can only play tricks. You can't find a sense of superiority unless you come out to speak."
"You have noble blood in your body, but your words are more despicable than the people in the slums. Do you think that this will conceal your fear of "jealous witches"? "
"It's really unpleasant."
Having said this, Fang Li came to the high platform, stood beside the Long Li stone, stretched out his hand, and placed it on it.
"Let me close your stinky mouth!"