The Journey of the Rainbow Dragon

In the Council Hall

The ministers were discussing the reason for being summoned here, with low-pitched arguments and occasional sighs intertwined.

Just then

"Buzz--"

Accompanied by a heavy sound of opening the door, all the whispers and private talks were instantly drowned in silence.

The whole hall was so quiet that it seemed as if time had frozen, and even the sound of mosquitoes flapping their wings seemed unusually clear.

The sun was like a gentle paintbrush, pouring down from the crack of the door, carefully depicting every corner and dispelling the accumulated shadows.

In the center of the hall, the gradually revealed figure attracted everyone's attention.

Under the gaze of everyone

An old figure holding a golden scepter, against the light, slowly walked into the Council Hall.

In an instant

All the ministers, including the six elders, stood up at the moment he appeared, with uniform movements.

They placed their left hands solemnly on their right chests, took off their hats with their right hands, leaned forward slightly, and lowered their heads to express their respect and loyalty.

"Your Majesty."

The voices of the ministers resounded throughout the hall.

The old king remained silent.

Compared to last year before Ron left, the old king now looked older, with deep wrinkles like the marks left on his face by the knife of time, each of which told of his former glory and his current loneliness.

But despite this, the pupils that stared at the Supreme Throne like a lion still revealed endless wisdom and majesty.

Under the salute of the ministers, he slowly stepped onto the red carpet laid in the center of the hall.

The old steps were still steady, silent as iron, and the footsteps echoed in the silent hall.

Behind the old king, several figures in red robes with gold threads followed silently.

They followed the king's steps, and a red-robed wizard would stop at every distance.

Like precise array parts, these red-robed wizards shuttled between the halls, stayed at key positions, formed an invisible line of defense, and were ready to deal with any emergency at any time.

Palace Mage Corps

The most powerful spellcaster corps in the Rose Kingdom.

They were like a mysterious army of miracles, guarding the safety of the king and the entire kingdom in the dark.

The old king finally walked to the throne that symbolized supreme power.

He paused, as if to confirm whether what he saw was still the place where his life's work was placed.

He turned around and gently waved the scepter.

Only at this moment did the ministers dare to end the etiquette and raise their heads again.

Then, the old king sat down slowly, and the air around him seemed to become a little lighter.

However, he remained silent, as if waiting for something, or measuring something.

"Princess Vivian is already waiting in the dark room."

The old wizard standing next to the king suddenly lowered his head and spoke quietly.

This kind-faced old wizard was the head of the court wizard group, the high-level legendary wizard: the silent genocide Quincy Ivan.

At this moment, the figure of the legendary wizard exuded an irresistible majesty.

He was over four hundred years old, and had experienced countless changes, and had long become the most powerful symbol of the kingdom's combat power.

The appearance of Quincy Ivan also shocked the ministers.

After secretly looking at each other, they saw each other's surprise and uneasiness in each other's eyes, and at the same time they felt that this meeting was unusual.

In normal circumstances, this chief legendary wizard was immersed in the shadows, serving as an invisible deterrent and backing for the Rose Kingdom.

He never showed up easily, and never showed his power in the parliament.

However, at this moment, he stood openly beside the king, looking calm, as if all this was taken for granted.

Although tangible threats are frightening, if this change is reversed in vain, the reasons behind all these changes will be more worrying.

After reporting Vivian's location, Quincy stopped talking.

The old king nodded and said nothing more.

He glanced at the ministers with different expressions below, and then looked at the six elders on the steps.

The old king coughed lightly.

Hearing this signal, Quincy immediately stepped forward and raised a hand to signal everyone to be quiet.

Although, no one spoke at this time.

"Everyone."

The old wizard who had experienced the rule of three kings narrowed his eyes slightly and looked down at the people below kindly, just like an old man next door who can be seen everywhere:

"Today's parliament will be related to the future of the Rose Kingdom, so any discussion must be cautious."

Without using any magical power

Quincy's voice was like a low thunder, penetrating the air of the hall:

"His Majesty hopes to hear your true thoughts today, especially your views on the topic."

After the voice fell, Quincy consciously took a step back and revealed the figure of the old king.

The old king's eyes were like torches, scanning every minister present, and his deep eyes flashed with majesty that could not be ignored.

"Today's topic is very simple. Regarding the next heir, I think it's time to make a decision."

The old king spoke slowly, his voice low and firm.

As soon as these words came out, the entire parliament hall suddenly fell into silence, and everyone held their breath, as if time was suspended at this moment.

The air was filled with a tense atmosphere, and emotions were like a volcano about to erupt, with undercurrents surging.

"Is the battle for the king's election finally coming to an end?"

The inner shock and expectation were intertwined, and such thoughts flashed through the minds of many ministers.

[Is he the exiled eldest prince? Or the third prince who is gaining momentum? Or is it the sixth princess who has disappeared recently but still possesses strong strength? 】

In the hall, although no one spoke immediately, everyone's thoughts were running rapidly.

Occasionally, they would also think of the girl with silver hair and red eyes who rose like a new star.

But after thinking about the other party's age and the almost blank background column, all the ministers erased this option.

Although both the Green family and the Hart family have expressed goodwill towards this princess with a strong magical talent.

But the real choice of the king's side is not such a simple matter. Since the two major families have not clearly stated their support for each other's candidacy, the option of ascending to the throne can basically be ruled out.

"Who could it be?"

The ministers whispered to each other and discussed in low voices.

No one has completed all the twelve trials issued by the king.

So in theory, any member of the royal family can compete for the position of crown prince at this time.

But everyone knows that the one who can really decide all this is the old man on the throne.

No one can ignore the sensitivity of the topic of "King Selection", and the tension in the hearts of the ministers is increasing.

They understand that today's decision is not only related to personal interests, but will also directly affect the family behind it and the future of the entire Rose Kingdom!

You don't need to think about the punishment for standing in the wrong team.

After all, no one wants to bet on whether the next king will be merciful enough to allow his original opponents to continue to breathe tomorrow's air.

Quincy's eyes swept over each minister calmly, seeming to detect the thoughts in their hearts.

He knew that the following discussion might set off a fierce debate about power and responsibility, and as the leader of the mage group, he should be at the center of this power game.

in this urgent situation.

The old king's voice sounded again:

"It's time to let her in."

Quincy nodded and waved his staff casually, and a portal glowing with light blue light quietly rose above the steps.

Through the portal, everyone saw a girl sitting in a garden pavilion.

She has silver hair and ruby-like pupils. The hem of the moon-white mage robe keeps swaying with her white and delicate calves. It is obvious that its owner is in a very good mood now.

The girl was none other than Vivian enjoying her breakfast.

Looking at the portal opening in front of her, Vivian looked confused at this moment.

She also held a piece of exquisite snack in her hand. One second she was immersed in leisurely tasting delicious food, and the next second she found herself being teleported to the center of the parliament hall, facing the gazes of all the ministers.

Turning on the power of invisibility, Ron, lying on top of Vivian's head, observed this interesting scene with interest.

"ah……"

Vivian exclaimed softly.

She was about to put down the snacks, but found that the table with food beside her had long disappeared.

next second

Vivian, who didn't want to waste food, had an idea in desperation:

"Aww!"

In front of all the ministers, she actually stuffed the moon cake-like snack into her mouth, then clapped her hands and looked at the ministers below with an innocent face.

The bulging cheeks swayed up and down from time to time, apparently chewing quietly.

"."

The elders and ministers in the hall looked at each other, obviously not expecting that anyone could eat in this supreme palace of power.

"Don't be nervous."

The old king's gentle smile alleviated this embarrassment, and his eyes were full of kindness when he looked at the girl in front of him.

"Eat slowly, don't choke."

He stood up, waved to the overwhelmed Vivian like an ordinary old man, and said softly:

"Come and sit here. There are some things that need to be sat down and talked about slowly."

Look at the location pointed by the old king.

Vivian was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized what that meant.

She raised her head slightly nervously, as if she was asking something.

"Go ahead."

Ron raised the corners of his mouth, lifted his body into the air, and landed slowly in front of Vivian, his eyes full of encouragement and expectation:

"I also want to see what you look like after sitting in that position."

Although the whispers in her ears made her feel a little uneasy, it was easily overridden by Ron's gaze.

Vivian nodded slightly.

Under the old king's pleased gaze, she walked slowly to that position, turned around and sat down.

At this time, the ministers below the parliament hall were no longer whispering, but fell into a shocked and incredible silence.

They had big mouths and looked at Vivian with dull eyes.

Because, what was beneath her at this moment was the golden throne that symbolized supreme power!

The result of the king's election obviously exceeded the ministers' expectations.

However, the development of things obviously will not stop because of their shock.

"Everyone."

The old king cleared his throat, breaking the silence.

His voice was low and penetrating. Although gentle, it carried unquestionable authority:

"Please allow me to introduce to you, the new king of Rose——"

"Vivian Taylor Bryan!" (End of this chapter)