The skill [Stealing] is undoubtedly a magical skill.
The learning threshold is low and the activation difficulty is low, but it is high-yield and high-return. It is because Felt saw this that he clamored to learn.
But the magical skill that seemed invincible to the little Loli did not respond to her expectations this time.
The light faded.
Under everyone's surprised, puzzled, confused, and disgusted gazes, Felute spread out her little hands, but there was nothing in them, causing her newly raised proud smile to freeze on her face.
Failed?
After understanding this, she clenched her fists and shouted angrily: "Hey, Xiaolin! How could this happen? Explain to me!"
"Have you forgotten what I said, Master Feilut? When the luck difference is too large, the skill will fail to activate. I told you before the teaching."
Xiao Lin scratched his head helplessly and didn't care that the angry little Loli didn't call her teacher.
To be honest, Felt's luck value is quite high, but it pales in comparison to Priscilla who has [Sun Protection].
Even Reinhardt's luck value during the day can only be the same as Priscilla's but cannot surpass it. So it is foreseeable that you can't steal it.
The arrogant girl squinted her eyes and lowered her voice: "Although I don't know what happened, but... Xiaolin, this matter has something to do with you, right? Very good, I have recorded it."
"Well..."
Although he could still make excuses, the other party would not believe it at all. No matter what he said, it was useless. It was obvious that this anger was implicated on him.
Who did he offend?
Seeing the young and beautiful girls all glaring at him, Xiao Lin lamented in his heart that he had offended people on both sides.
And not only that, Felute's questioning just now not only exposed Xiaolin's identity, but also confirmed that the little Loli was indeed a thief. The most important thing is that she has not succeeded yet.
Maximizing losses can only be said to be a loss.
At this time Al stood up, but not to support but to stop.
"Princess, if you add too many enemies, it will bother me. Can you really please stop it? It's very stressful especially to fight against the Sword Master, so how about just apologizing?"
"A joke. As a concubine, a servant should be fearless. What about the Sword Master? At most, he is the strongest on earth. He can always hold on..."
"Can't last a minute."
Al, who understood the gap between the enemy and ourselves, simply raised his hands in a military salute of a certain country.
After Priscilla showed a dumbfounded expression towards Al's attitude, she dispelled her malice and silently put away her arrogance, completely different from before.
Xiaolin laughed secretly when he saw the arrogant girl feeling embarrassed.
In fact, don't talk about it for a minute. If Reinhardt wanted to, he could bulldoze everyone present in an instant. It is not an exaggeration at all.
After all, he is the biological son of the world, Lai Aotian, who can stand up to the jealous witch.
He chose to assist Felt for this reason.
Regarding Al's rational analysis, everyone, including Subaru Natsuki, could not hide their surprise and confusion. After all, the man with a rough and savage appearance could not be related to a wise man, and could only be regarded as the intuition of a beast.
But at least a fight was avoided.
Just like that, in the palace hall that was silent in search of an opportunity to end, the old guys who were good at such scenes began to take over.
"——Everyone, please let go of your anger. Lord Felt and Lady Emilia, have you calmed down?"
"Huh? Well...I'm fine, but as for this child..."
"I'm fine too! And don't do anything unnecessary. Do I look like a weakling? I won't say thank you to you."
Emilia's kindness was not accepted, and Felt looked annoyed.
Seeing this attitude, Reinhard saluted the two and returned to the ranks of knights. Emilia and Felt also returned to the ranks of candidates in a bad mood.
Only Priscilla remained the same, with an extremely bored expression and no sign of introspection at all.
None of these little scenes matter.
After seeing the quarrel, the old guys on the stage declared again.
"Then let's continue with the original topic - the battle for the succession of the throne! Regarding the selection of the king, the candidates will exchange their opinions, and a meeting of wise men will be proposed here!"
With a majestic voice, the palace hall was once again filled with tension. The candidates naturally straightened their postures, and the relaxed expressions of the audience who witnessed this moment disappeared.
"Then let's get into the discussion. The topic is how to become a king."
The question is what is the method of selection?
The Dragon Calendar Stone has a method of gathering candidates, but it does not specify a method of selection. Therefore, in order to decide this piece, the candidates must first show their respective levels of enlightenment.
That is the reason and determination to become a king.
To put it more bluntly, it is canvassing votes for oneself.
In response to this request, the old guys on the stage nodded one after another. After confirming that they had no objections, they gave the knight leader a look.
After receiving the instructions, he moved forward again.
"Although I have overstepped my bounds, I still hope that I will take the lead again. All the candidates should have their own opinions and positions. Please let everyone in the palace hall know."
There must be private exchanges of interests, as well as overt lofty ideals.
This is the moment.
As long as you perform well and leave a good impression on the knights and nobles, you will get more support and assistance in the future.
"Then first, let's invite Lord Curtius and her knight Felix Argyle!"
"Um."
"coming!"
Hearing the voice of the knight leader, Kursch nodded leisurely, while Phyllis raised his hand briskly and trotted to his master's side.
"But leader, please call me Phyllis Meow——"
Even though he acted extremely cute, everyone who knew he was a man with cat ears still felt indifferent. However, the old guys on the stage were very prejudiced against Phyllis's dress.
The reason Kursch gave for this is: "Compared to wearing a knight's armor, Phyllis's current attire is much more suitable. I, too, like my current attire more than the dress."
The beauty in military uniform puffed out her chest as if showing off.
Faced with her self-assertive remarks without any stage fright, other people who wanted to refute fell silent. The cat-eared man looked at her with a look of shame in his eyes.
"As expected of Lord Cursch."
“The first show of conviction among the candidates, the strongest candidate.”
"How should I put it? I feel safe unlike others."
A little commotion spread.
The people present also once again confirmed the superiority of the beauty in military uniform.
Kursch is the head of Duke Carlsten's family. With the royal family completely wiped out, it is expected that the next generation of kings will be the ones closest to the royal family. This is what everyone expects.
After all, the Duke should be the first candidate in the pecking order, so there is no problem in treating her as the king's chosen one.
but--
"It seems that there are a lot of misunderstandings."
Kursch calmed down the noisy hall, nodded calmly and said: "According to my understanding, everyone is thinking that the Karsten family is the authoritative representative related to the royal family. If they can inherit the throne, the government affairs and the operation of the kingdom will definitely be disturbed. Let’s continue it without being surprised.”
This is her advantage.
Both the status and the strength of the Karsten family are very suitable, and the impact on the turmoil in the kingdom after taking over can be minimized.
"But I'm sorry to the ministers who have expectations, but this is impossible!"
Beauty chose to refuse.
The palace hall was silent for a while, and a commotion broke out a few seconds later.
In the midst of the noise, Kurxiu held up his arms and said in a clear voice: "Don't you feel ashamed?"
Um?
What's the meaning?
Amidst everyone's confusion, she added: "This country has prospered and developed through the contract with the dragon. In the long history, the characters of the dragon have never disappeared. But whether it is famine, plague, war, injury, all sufferings have Given by the noble dragon, the glory is promised. I wonder, don’t you feel ashamed?!”
Kurth was angry.
Protected by the covenant, they depend on it and fall. Once they reach a critical moment where they are worried about their survival, they look for alternative means and then never tire of it.
She couldn't stand this ugly look!
"If it will be destroyed without the protection of dragons, then this kind of kingdom will be destroyed. Too much favor breeds stagnation, stagnation leads to corruption, and corruption brings destruction, so we must get rid of this mentality! The kingdom is not a dragon's thing. But ours!”
It would not be surprising if he was beheaded for disrespect for his remarks that disparaged the dragon.
However, it has an undeniable weight.
The people around me seemed to feel the same way, and the voices of opposition could no longer be heard.
The style of declaring war on the dragon from the front, regaining dominance, and correcting the pathological survival is undoubtedly the qualification of a king.
It is clear that as long as it is tactful, it has great prospects, but it is wasted so easily. Anyone would call it stupid.
But Xiaolin admires her very much.
After a brief silence, the knight leader on the stage took over his work again.
"Then, please continue. The order will start next to Lord Cursch."
Several people looked at the arrogant girl.
"Hmph, it's finally my turn to appear. I'm getting bored waiting."
Priscilla finally became somewhat interested.
As she said this, she took out the fan from the center of her chest, opened it, covered her mouth, and laughed softly. That bloodthirsty smile that was not commensurate with her cuteness made those who paid attention to her tremble subconsciously.
Among them, Natsuki Subaru is the most obvious.
Because he still remembers the pain caused by the opponent's strong shoulder fall.
"Let me tell you, there is no need for you to participate, because I am the most suitable person to become the king... No, there is no one except me. You just need to kneel on the ground and follow and obey."
Raising her orange hair, the arrogant girl declared fearlessly. The unruly words left no one in the hall speechless.
Then he returned to the queue without looking back, not caring what other people thought of him. Even the knight Al could only scratch his head in embarrassment and apologize for his princess's rudeness.
What kind of confidence do you have?
There was no hesitation or hesitation at all, just a confidence that was somehow terrifying. Although it was brief and did not have the lofty ideals of Kurxiu, everyone had no reason to think that she could do it.
It wasn't until the arrogant girl returned to the queue that the tense air relaxed.
"Then next, Lady Anastasia and Knight Yurius Euclius, come forward!"
The next person to be called out was the purple-haired girl.
Along with the noise and heat, under the wave of Julius's hand, the air up to this point was completely renewed.
"Thanks."
The purple-haired little loli stepped forward.
With a soft smile, Anastasia relaxed the tense hall.
Compared with the first two candidates with their own personality, the soft girl looks harmless and is more relaxing.
However, the girl's greed was revealed at this time.
"——In fact, people's desires are a bit bigger than others. Because there is nothing that can satisfy them, and they don't know the true sense of fulfillment, they want their own country."
"Do you treat the country as a trading object?"
The old guys on the stage couldn't help but ask.
Should it be said that it is the bad nature of the merchants? In their eyes, no matter what it is, it is an item that can be traded.
If that's the case, you need to carefully consider whether the other party has the qualifications to become a king.
The greedy girl said: "People have deep desires, so in order to satisfy their deeper desires, everything is part of satisfying their passion. There is no reason to give up. Don't worry about this. So, it's okay to become someone else's thing with peace of mind." oh."
The girl smiled as gently and luxuriously as when they first met. But hidden under this calm expression is the endless desire to the point of madness.
Once you get it, you won’t give it up.
The idea itself is very tacky, but her idea is so simple that there seems to be no need to worry about being traded as an item.
After a brief silence, the silver-haired half-elf girl who had remained silent until now was called by name.
"The next candidate is Lady Emilia!"
"yes!"
She is also the only one among the candidates for the king's election who does not bring a knight.
Emilia raised her head when her name was called. Her beautiful side face was filled with uneasiness but strong determination. It was a very rich expression.
"I have only one wish, which is fairness. I want to cut off all kinds of prejudiced eyes, pick off all the buds that breed evil thoughts, and create a country where everyone can be treated fairly."
A girl's ideal is simple and unpretentious.
It is precisely because I have been caught in the rain that I want to hold an umbrella for others.
Unfortunately, this simple idea is not the best regardless of the occasion or opportunity. The hammer and sickle need time to subtly develop. At least Emilia herself cannot achieve equality for everyone. It can only be said that her idea is undoubtedly a loft in the sky.
And such a half-elf girl was naturally ridiculed by everyone. No matter it is the old guys on the stage, or the noble civil servants, even the candidates for the king's election are like this.
However, Natsuki Subaru made no move.
Even if his beloved Emilia endured the strange looks from others with a painful look on her face, he just gritted his teeth with eyes wide open and secretly vowed to make them pay the price in the future.
Like Felt, the reckless boy also grew up after being trained.
As for the little girl who appeared last, she successfully chose to participate in the king's election after Lord Rom's affectionate performance.
The street children born in the slums made the most vicious declaration to the already solidified class.
"—I hate the nobility, I hate the kingdom, I hate everyone in this room, the place where I stand, and everything. So, I want to destroy them all in one go! How about it?"
She stated this with a clear expression, and the audience could only burst into uproar.
This is an unprecedented outrage.
Xiao Lin held his forehead and sighed deeply.
He could also see that the five candidates for the title of king on the stage were all talents, and they were really full of personality.
Sure enough, this country is going to end.
I really appreciate Kurxiu’s philosophy of continuous self-improvement, so I wrote a little more, and the rest is simply filtered to quickly move on to the next step.
(End of chapter)
