Unlimited Seeing

"It's a bad habit to call half-elves half-devil, Lord Lee Guyult!" Rozval looked at the hunched middle-aged man with warning eyes.

"Even so, I don't think my claim is wrong. The qualifications of the dragon maiden and the suitability of becoming a king are not the same. Mr. Macrotov, please reconsider. Even if the king is randomly selected, The future of the kingdom may not be prosperous." Lee Guy Ert said hysterically.

"quiet."

A word from McCrotov made the humpbacked middle-aged man named Lee Guy Erte step back and returned to the ranks of the nobles. Rozval made an apologetic expression, even the tension between the knight and the nobles Also dissipated a lot.

"Knight Reinharut, can you tell me about the process of finding the fifth dragon maiden."

Reinhardt respectfully placed the knight sword on the ground and knelt down on one knee.

"Master Filut was found and guarded somewhere in the slum about a month ago."

"Vagrant in the slum! Are you serious? Knight Reinhardt! In the ceremony of selecting the future king of Lugenica, you actually brought the vagrant? You are treating the king as a child's play!" Li Guyer Te jumped out again.

"Do you look down on the tramp in the slum?" Ferut looked at Lee Guy with dissatisfaction. "Beat you, uncle."

"Look at what attitude this is! It's just whitewashing the appearance, but the essence is still exposed. Insufficient character and insufficient education, so that you can become a king?" Li Guyert looked at Firut with disgust.

"It's just an aristocrat who eats dry food. What right do you have to say about me." Filut's voice smelled of gunpowder.

"How long will it be? It's too boring." Priscilla, with her arms around her plump chest, looked at Firut contemptuously, and said with a chuckle, "But it is precisely because she only talks about these boring things. , Will be the vagrants of the slums!"

"Ha! Are you going to quarrel?" Ferut looked at Priscilla angrily.

"Rusty, who do you think the concubine is?" Powerful magic power gathered around Priscilla.

Before Priscilla's fan attacked Filut, Reinharut, who had been kneeling down on the stage, intervened between the two girls in an instant, blocking a blow for Filut.

"It's rude, Master Priscilla."

Behind them, Emilia had already held Ferut in her arms like a protection.

"On such an important occasion, what exactly do you want to do?" Emilia angrily accused Priscilla.

"It's just to make the uncultivated bitch recognize her identity." Priscilla said proudly.

"Can't you say I'm sorry?" Emilia persuaded her painfully.

"You mean you have to apologize for doing something wrong, right? Then you guy's situation is that I'm really sorry I was born in this world. Don't you apologize? Silver-haired half-elf!" Priscilla laughed brazenly. To Emilia.

Qin Mo felt a little distressed.

"I have nothing to do with the witch or anything." From Emilia's inaudible voice and her slightly trembling body, we can know how much impact she has received.

"Enough is enough! Because it was in an extraordinary period, I allowed them to mess around till now." The hunched middle-aged man Lee Guy Ert stood up again.

"Look at the people who participated in the king's election this time! Lord Kurxiu who has inherited the Duke's throne will not be mentioned for the time being."

"There are street children in slums, widows who have inherited the legacy of their deceased husband, and insatiable merchants."

"There are even silver-haired half-elves!" Although his expression and tone were extremely disgusting when he talked about Emilia, this time he didn't say the half-devil but gave Rozval a cautious look.

At this moment, on the high platform, a bald old man next to McCrotoff took the words of Lee Guy Ert.

"Your Excellency Li Guy Erte, don't worry about anything. A half-devil is a half-devil. Uncle Mezas, what are your intentions for letting this dirty silver-haired half-devil participate in the election of kings! How can the sacred election of kings make a half-devil? Defiled."

After the bald old man of the sage made his speech, most of the nobles and knights in the hall focused on Emilia, and everyone's eyes showed fear or disgust.

Emilia, who was under a lot of sight, lowered her head, and her long silver hair covered most of her face, making her expression unclear.

"Your Excellency Bordeaux, you said too much." McCrotov warned the bald old man beside him.

"Your Excellency Microtov, you should know! Isn't the silver-haired half-devil the face passed down by the jealous witch! The great calamity that has swallowed half of the world in the past, don't tell me you don't know!"

So the bald old man continued to grow the anger in Qin Mo's heart.

"Just her appearance and origin are enough to make many people fear and disgust. If this half-devil sits on the throne, I can't imagine what will happen. It's fine to be ridiculed by other countries, but don't forget, this is the real dragon kingdom. Lugnica, the witch’s sleeping country. This dirty half-devil..."

"Boom!"

Before the bald old man had finished speaking, Qin Mo grabbed his collar from behind him, pulled him out of his seat, and pressed him against the wall of the hall.

The face of the bald old man was tightly pressed against the wall. Due to the excessive force of the impact, the bones and several teeth of his face were broken, and blood slowly dripped from his body.

A member of the wise men of the Lugonica Kingdom, a highly respected existence in the kingdom. Everyone in the hall, including the electors, knights, and nobles, had never even dreamed that members of the sage society would one day be pressed against the wall.

"what are you doing!"

"Bold!"

"Just let go of Lord Bordeaux!"

The officials in the aristocratic community yelled at Qin Mo.

The Knights of the Guards had already pulled out the knight swords from their waists, but because they were scrupulous about the bald old man in Qin Mo's hands, no one dared to step forward.

Reinhardt squeezed the knight sword in his hand, just when he hesitated whether to stop Qin Mo.

"You are not allowed to take action, show me a good look!" A light called excitement jumped in Filut's red pupils.

"Qin Mo! What are you going to do?" Emilia's worried voice reached Qin Mo's ears.

Qin Mo smiled at Emilia and gave her a relieved look.

Emilia retreated. At this time, she chose to believe in Qin Mo.

"Qin Mo, please calm down." McCrotov looked at Qin Mo seriously.

"Relax, I am very calm now."

Qin Mo put the bald old man down from the wall, ignoring the painful sound from the bleeding bald old man's mouth, dragging him to the center of the high platform.

That is before the throne of Lugonika Kingdom.

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