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When the two sides began to debate, the situation was even more one-sided.

How powerful was Romon's eloquence! He could say that bad things were good, stinky things were fragrant, black things were white, and dead things were alive. In comparison, Steele was just quick-witted and articulate, and was completely on a different level from him.

From the beginning of the debate, Steele was suppressed by Romon, and her reasons were refuted one by one, and she was criticized to the point of being embarrassed. Occasionally, she would seize the opportunity to refute a few words, but she would fall into the trap prepared by Romon in advance, which would expose her ugliness even more.

Not only that, every time Romon performed well, one or more nobles or representatives who had been bribed by him in advance would applaud. Every time they applauded, the nobles and representatives who supported Steele looked uglier, and in the end, they were all blue and black, blue with black - Sui Xiong suspected that if it were not for the rules, they would have left long ago.

This scene can only be described as miserable, and the nobles and representatives shook their heads one after another. Even Steele knew that he would lose, and he just held on because he didn't want to lose everything.

"Alas! This is simply a professional player beating a kid!" Sui Xiong couldn't help but sigh, "On one side is a master who can pay attention to the battle situation elsewhere at any time during high-intensity operations and accurately grasp the skill cooldown time in half a second. On the other side is a rookie who can only rush forward and roll his face on the keyboard. Romon is really boring. He has to show off his skills even when bullying a rookie, and force a comeback..."

"Where is the comeback?" Lei asked in confusion, "I didn't see Steele fight back."

Sui Xiong laughed.

The one-sided debate ended. The nobles and representatives didn't even need to discuss it. They knew that everyone had made the same choice by looking at each other's eyes. And those nobles who had been bribed by Romon in advance were already celebrating and ready to congratulate Romon.

The old baron asked a little and confirmed everyone's opinions, then cleared his throat and announced the result.

"The result of this succession dispute is that Romon wins. He will inherit the title of Viscount Gelten and become the new lord of this land. And Steele will be deprived of his noble status and expelled from Gelten." He looked around the audience majestically, "Now, does anyone want to object to this result?"

Almost immediately, the girl's clear voice sounded from the audience: "I object!"

Hearing her voice, the originally noisy venue became quiet.

Many nobles on the high platform showed doubts on their faces and hesitated slightly. Those nobles who supported Romon showed anger, but did not dare to act rashly.

Those who dared to make trouble in such an occasion would definitely not be fools, and they must have something to rely on. But no one could figure out what confidence this person had to dare to take the risk of the world's disapproval?

The old baron who served as the host was also stunned. Just when he wanted to get angry, he was startled in his heart and vaguely guessed a few points. So he quickly suppressed his anger and let the questioner speak on the stage according to the rules.

Orian walked up to the platform slowly, and at the most critical moment, she calmed down completely. There was no panic on her face, and she was calm and unhurried, as if she was strolling in the garden.

When she came to the center of the platform and stood side by side with Roman and Steele, the old baron asked: "What identity do you speak in? Why do you raise objections?"

"I am Orian Gelten, a member of the Gelten family, and I am speaking here as a member of the family." Orian replied calmly, "I question Mr. Roman's bloodline. The Gelten Viscountship cannot be inherited by outsiders."

"Nonsense!" A burly nobleman stood up suddenly and roared loudly, "Roman's identity was personally identified by us, absolutely correct!"

He was one of the nobles that Roman had bought in advance. At this moment, seeing that the big thing was about to be settled, but someone jumped out to disrupt the situation, he immediately stood up to show that he had definitely not received the benefits in vain.

Although his title was not high, his personal strength was extremely strong. His eyes widened as he spoke, and a fierce momentum burst out from his body, like a tiger coming down the mountain. Although the distance was still far, he pressed towards the center of the platform like a substance, trying to use his momentum to pressure Orian and force her to retreat.

Forced by this momentum, Steele's legs softened and she fell to the ground, and her body was wet. Romon also turned pale. Although he barely maintained his demeanor, he had to take two steps back.

But for Orian, who had fought with a dragon before, this momentum was nothing. Even though most of the momentum was directed at her, she was not affected at all. She looked at the sturdy noble calmly as if the breeze was blowing on her face: "Of course I have evidence. I can't just talk about this kind of thing."

"Humph!" The sturdy man who looked more like a bear than a human looked around and couldn't find any help. He had to snort coldly and sat down again, "I'm waiting to see your evidence - if it can't convince me, even if you are a woman, don't think of escaping punishment!"

As he said, his fist hit the table in front of him heavily. The huge force not only cracked the solid wooden table, but also shook the entire high platform slightly, causing many nobles with low martial arts values ​​to frown.

If this humanoid bear really went crazy on the stage, everyone would be in danger!

"You said you have evidence? Then show it." The old baron tried to make his tone calmer, but his frown and solemn eyes still showed his displeasure.

Seeing that things were about to end perfectly, why did another disruptor appear? And the reason is to question Romon's bloodline... If she really confirmed her doubts, including him, wouldn't all the nobles who checked and recognized Romon's bloodline become a laughing stock?

Orian nodded slightly, took two steps to the side, and distanced herself from Romon, as if she was afraid that Romon would get angry and hurt someone.

Her action was too obvious, causing everyone to frown again and again. Luo Meng couldn't laugh or cry - he was not crazy, no matter what kind of doubts he faced, he would never hurt anyone!

If he takes action, his suspicions will be confirmed. Even if he passes the current hurdle, he will be in big trouble in the future. Not to mention... if he dares to sneak attack and hurt someone on this sacred high platform that symbolizes nobility and tradition, even if his bloodline is fine, he will definitely be deprived of his right to inherit!

For example, the idiot next to him has collapsed on the ground and smells disgusting. Even if he is knocked down now, it will never be this idiot's turn to take over.

After all, what nobles value most is honor, or "respect." A person who loses his dignity at a critical moment is not qualified to be the successor.

Besides, he didn't believe there was any way this little girl could make him reveal his true feelings. The bloodline inheritance ceremony has been used by nobles from all over the world countless times over the years. Who has seen anyone who can break it down?

After Orian stood still, light flashed on her wrist, and there was a gray-white scroll in her hand, exuding crystal blue light.

"This scroll seals a 'Magic Disintegration' spell, which can dispel the effects of any magic. Whether it comes from the spell itself, a magic prop, or a ritual, there is no exception."

Luo Meng's heart skipped a beat and he almost fell over. He never dreamed that the Gerten family had such a foundation, that a little girl from the side branch who didn't know where she came from could actually produce a scroll of legendary spells!

Could it be that among the viscounts of the Gelten family, there was actually someone who had met a great legendary mage and had such a good friendship that he specially made this scroll for him?

Maybe... this legendary mage is hiding in the dark now. Is he the one who ordered this little girl to come forward to protect the inheritance of the Gerten family?

But he immediately pushed all these ridiculous thoughts out of his mind. He didn't know whether the scroll was true or false, so why did he scare himself? There are too many things like this in casinos. There are many idiots who clearly have a good hand but are bluffed by a bad hand. You can't make such a mistake!

Legendary spell scroll? How could it happen so easily!

As a senior liar, he has perfected his facial skills. The thoughts in his mind turned several times, but his face remained completely calm, which made the nobles who were a little confused after hearing Orian's question couldn't help but feel suspicious again. The nobles who had been bribed by Romon even took the opportunity to whisper and disturb people's hearts.

"Isn't this little girl talking nonsense?"

"Yes, a legendary spell scroll...how is it possible? My family is considered a noble, and I have never seen it in my life."

"What a existence a legendary mage is! If you can meet one person and exchange a few words, you can brag for a lifetime. And a legendary scroll? Even a legendary mage, not everyone can make a legendary scroll!"

Of course, it’s not like no one discussed it seriously——

"Is it possible to use 'Advanced Dispelling Magic' to make up the numbers? Theoretically, it can also dispel magical effects and temporarily suppress magic items..."

"But if you want to remove the effect of the ritual, I'm afraid you have to use legendary spells. If not for this, how could the blood inheritance ritual be-"

"Be careful what you say! Be careful what you say!"

"Yes, yes...there are some things I can't say, I'm confused..."

Facing the scrutiny and suspicion of everyone, Orian remained calm and raised the scroll above her head: "Yes or no, I will activate the scroll later, and everyone will understand."

"Now, I am going to activate this scroll."

"No!" the bear-like man yelled hurriedly, "Who knows what kind of scroll you have in your hand! If you attack the magic scroll with force, we are so close, and with one spell, at least half of us will die!"

Orian sneered: "If anyone is worried that it is an attack scroll, you can leave now."

Facing Orian, who was holding a faintly glowing scroll in his hand and could be provoked at any time, even the big man as strong as a bear couldn't help but show caution and did not dare to act rashly.

He knew that his wisdom was limited and he couldn't think of any good solution, so he turned his head and hurriedly winked at the "respectable" old noble next to him.

The old nobleman was worthy of his maturity, and he had an idea in a blink of an eye. He said in a deep voice: "I don't think it's right. We all have magic props that are used to save our lives. If your magic power breaks down, all the magic props on us will be ineffective... This is a huge loss!"

"Then you can give the magic props to trustworthy people first and send them far away." Orian still maintained the posture of holding the scroll in her hands, her expression unchanged.

"This is not possible!" A representative with a triangular face shouted, "Without the magic items to protect yourself, what if there are assassins? - Maybe you are actually with the assassins!"

This person was also bribed by Luo Meng in advance in order to frame him when necessary. It was originally just a well-prepared and idle move, but now it really worked.

Since he had started, the nobles and representatives who had decided to support Romon's succession followed suit, saying that they were of noble status and were in danger of being assassinated at any time. Orian asked them to remove their protective magic props, which was simply a sinister intention to collude with assassins to assassinate them!

For a moment, the situation on the platform became a little chaotic, and Romon smiled secretly.

That's it, the more chaotic the better! As long as the water is muddied, there will be a chance to control the little girl before she activates the scroll. No matter whether the scroll is the legendary spell "Magic Energy Collapse", if it cannot be activated, everything will be in vain.

But he was too happy too early. At this moment, Lei, who had been silent all the time, stood up, took a deep breath, and shouted--

"Silence! Silence!"

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