Albert was a little discouraged when he heard Egil say this, but he still did not give up. He said to Egil: "Are you questioning the Holy See, Your Majesty?"

"We have a half million troops here. (, "《》")" Egil said lightly: "We have Normans, Franks, Germans, Italians and Slavs. There are Celtics, Burgundians, Hungarians, even Tatars, Rosses, Poles and Czechs. Indeed, we all responded to the call of the Roman Catholic Church and came here. However, I have not seen a person from the Roman Catholic Church here."

When Egil said this, the monarchs around him were a little surprised. This was a bit too much - although the secular monarchs closed the door and did not agree with the Roman Catholic Church. However, there were not many people who dared to say this in public. I really didn't expect that Emperor Norman would dare to say such words.

"Your Majesty, please do not say such blasphemy." King Philip said opposite him: "The important role of the Holy See and the Pope in this crusade is self-evident. As the messenger of Jesus Christ and as the inheritor of St. Peter, the wisdom and correctness of the Holy See cannot be argued by ordinary people."

"Indeed, indeed." Egil chuckled: "So, why do people like the Holy See let us come here alone and fight against the vicious pagans. And stay in the safe city of Rome? This should be trust. It is trust, right? Confidence is we able to do our own things. This should be the wisdom of the Holy See. Or, His Majesty Philip, do you think the Holy See has enough wisdom to understand everything that is happening here thousands of kilometers away and make correct judgments?

Let’s take another step back, even if it is like this. Then how will the Holy See pass the news? Boats? Horses? In any case, it will be a few months after the news comes. The situation of the war changes rapidly. If we really do this, we will probably die without a burial place - 500,000 warriors from all over Europe are buried in the desert... Is this the ending you want to see?"

"It's not so. Please don't guess my thoughts like this maliciously." Philip looked at the monarchs next to him with dissatisfaction and couldn't help but sigh: Let Egil win another way - although having the support of the pope would give Albert a lot of points. But let Egil say this and remind him. Then the other monarchs, those who are not interested in the pope and are dissatisfied with the repeated invasion of the imperial power, will transfer their dissatisfaction with the Pope to Albert. This can only be said that gains and losses are equal, and even the gains are not worth the loss - after all, the Pope will not support them with one soldier. It is just spiritually supported. And the other monarchs - even the Hungarians with the least soldiers, have five thousand troops at this moment. It is clear at a glance which is more important.

"Anyway, this is a handwritten letter from the Pope's Holy See, as well as letters from the kings of Portugal, Aragon and Leon-Castile. They all support me as the leader of the Crusade!" Albert felt that it was no longer meaningful to continue saying this. So he took out a few letters written in papyrus from his arms and said bluntly.

"I have already made it clear about this matter. The Three Kingdoms of Spain, which did not participate in this crusade, cannot be counted. The remarks of the Holy See are also questionable." Egil also said bluntly: "It is inappropriate that you compare the kings of Spain with us. They did not contribute one soldier to this crusade. But they wanted to obtain equal rights to us? This is simply a joke! Could it be that the victory and honor of conquering the Holy Land, as well as the spoils and land, should be given to them?! Do we have to share the gains earned by the efforts of those of us who have given sweat and blood?! This is your wishful thinking?"

Egil's questioning made other monarchs feel much more distrustful about Albert - indeed, if those small Spanish countries supported Albert without any conditions, then who would believe it? They are monarchs, not philanthropists or suckers. Egil's questioning links exchange training with the benefits, and people will naturally believe it.

"It's definitely not the case! I have absolutely no private deal with several Spanish kings!" Albert said in a panic.

"Maybe." Egil's lips curled up and he smiled: "But the question is, you can't prove yourself, aren't you? Or before we vote for the commander of the coalition, we should vote first, whether the three Spanish countries should be regarded as participating in the crusaders, and whether they should have the same rights as everyone here, how about?"

"...Okay, maybe your Majesty has some truth." Albert looked around and found that everyone's eyes were flashing, and there was no one who wanted to support him. In the end, he had to give up: "But, the Pope's Holy See--"

"——You're all your vote." Egil interrupted Albert's words. His impatient attitude made Albert look like a petty clown. Next to him, King Charlie couldn't help laughing quietly, making Albert even more angry.

"I have lost... It seems that I should think of some other solutions in the future." At this moment, although the voting has not begun, Philip has understood that Albert has certainly lost. He lost in all senses and cannot get any face. Apart from making himself look like a clown, he has not achieved any effect.

"It's really... I wouldn't have had a quarrel with this emperor if I had known it!" Philip began to regret: "I should have known that no one is his opponent in this regard."

"Well, everyone, we start voting. The Holy See is one vote. So now His Majesty Albert is ahead by one vote. Please take care of me." Egil chuckled and said this: "A total of thirteen votes. Whoever gets more votes will win. Please start."

"I vote for His Majesty Egil." After Egil finished speaking, Artoria quickly said this. On the other side of him, Attila, the king of Hungary, also nodded: "Vote for His Majesty Egil." Then, along the round table, Frederick of Brandenburg and Lucivid of Hessen also voted for Ergier. In this way, Egil would definitely give him one vote. He had already won five votes and had already gained an absolute advantage - and the next one was still an ally of Ergier's side. King Charles shouted loudly while hammering the table: "Vote for His Majesty Egil, who is brave and good at fighting!"

In this way, there will be six votes. Unless everyone next votes for Albert, the emperor of the Holy Roman Empire will really be a big ugly person.

"Vote for His Majesty Albert." Fortunately, the next person was the Duke of Swabian, who had a revenge for killing his father with Egil. Although he was dissatisfied with his own emperor, the duke still chose to support Albert without hesitation. This made Albert's face look a little better.

"Vote for His Majesty Albert." The next one was Philip of France, who had already established an alliance with Albert. He also chose Albert without hesitation.

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The next one is Francisco, Duke of Milan. The cunning mercenary duke, who is in his forties and a cunning mercenary, stood up, saluted Egil, and then saluted Albert. After the two emperors returned the salute, he said: "I am so nervous. In fact, I feel that no matter which emperor is the commander of this coalition, it is very suitable. They will lead us to victory. Therefore, this choice is very troubled by me. Fortunately, in addition to these two options, I have a third choice. Sorry, your Majesty, please allow me to abstain."

"Cunning bastard." Egil cursed so secretly, nodding his head and said to Francisco: "What a good choice, Duke. It seems that you are a person with such profound wisdom."

"Where is your Majesty who has won the award? Compared with His Majesty, the little bit of cleverness I have left is really not worth mentioning."

Hearing these two people's words, Albert snorted coldly, looking very angry - in this way, he could only get six votes at most, equal to Egil. There was no expectation to win - in this moment, unless all the remaining people voted for him. Voting for Egil and abstaining were completely equal...

"Vote for myself." The next turn was Albert himself, and the emperor said unreasonably. Then he turned around and looked at the Bavarian Duke Henry, the Lion of the Bavarian Duke beside him. At this moment, the duke was also cursing in his heart - calling Milan Governor Francisco a bastard - he wanted to vote for abstention and not offend him. Now it was a tragic.

"Forget it - Austria is next to me, and although Norman is strong, he is still a distance from me..." After thinking about it, Henry cast an apology at Egil, and then said: "Vote for His Majesty Albert."

In this way, King Philip, Albert himself, the two Dukes of Henry, and the pope's ridiculous vote. Albert already has five votes - although it is impossible to beat Egil, it is very likely to tie it - at this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on one person, the unlucky man who voted in the end, the Governor of Venice, Vette Dandoro!

Governor Witt swallowed subconsciously and was speechless for a long time. After a fierce ideological struggle, the young Governor finally made a decision - "I... vote for His Majesty Egil." After saying this, Vette Dandoro seemed to have accomplished something amazing. He leaned on the chair with a look of relief and began to close his eyes and rest.

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