Felt, who was brought here by Reinhardt, didn't know what to say. The first time she came into contact with the King's Chosen Meeting was probably Erza's time. Only now did she realize that what she stole was used to select the King's Chosen One.
Dragon Ball, if Reinhardt had not ignored this issue, she would have been arrested before she became the King's Chosen One, but even in this case she would not forgive the guy who kidnapped her.
"Lord Felt, it's your turn to speak on the king's election."
Felt was very unfamiliar with everyone in this hall. If he met Emilia, who had been stolen from him, and Natsuki Subaru, who led people to block the door because of Emilia,
, even the ridiculously strong Yumu Kazami appeared here. Felt, who had endured it for so long, would definitely risk everything to get rid of this red-haired knight.
"I don't want to say anything about the king's election declaration, hurry up..."
Felt's words to Reinhardt did not finish smoothly, because the noise that spread in the hall stopped, and the beginning of these mixed speculations and whispers came from receiving a report from the guard.
Marcus let the suspicious person who invaded the royal city enter the hall. At first, everyone was surprised by the judgment of the knight leader, but after seeing the old man who was regarded as the intruder, several participants understood the reason
,Then……
"Let me go, Lord Rom! This is all I ask."
After seeing the intruder, Felt immediately looked at Marcus, the leader of the knights.
"I feel very sorry for Felut's request, because I cannot comply with it."
Felt and Marcos stared at each other in the middle of the hall, exuding an atmosphere of tension. Marcos's attitude of firmly rejecting the request made Felt have blue veins on his forehead.
"Captain, can you be accommodating here..."
Of course, Reinhardt on the side would not let the leader she recognized just stare at him, at least she planned to let Marcus see it for her own sake...
"Shut up, Reinhardt. I understand that you want to follow the wishes of the master you serve with the sword, but that is only true if the person you regard as your master intentionally accepts it."
Facing Reinhardt who wanted to mediate, Marcus rebutted the knight girl with rational reasoning.
"During the process of the King's Selection, Lord Felt publicly stated that he had no intention of participating in the King's Selection. Giving up that qualification means giving up the right to order us to wait for the knights on the spot, do you understand?"
Marcus clearly listed the reasons for not complying with Felt's request. Upon hearing his words, Felt frowned and roughly grabbed his blond hair.
"It's so troublesome. Just sort it out. I mean, you won't listen to what I said because I'm not interested in participating in the king's election, right?"
Felt, who looked unhappy, looked at the determined Marcus, and she could understand why he said that.
"You have grasped the point of what I said, indeed."
He answered Felt with an attitude that was not strange at all, and this attitude also made Felt even more unhappy.
"So that's it, I understand, I understand, you guys are really annoying."
Felt's cat-like eyes glared ferociously at Marcus, filled with almost murderous intent, but Marcus easily looked past him with his normal expression.
"Anything like that will be fine, hurry up and save me!"
At this time, the old man who had remained silent began to cry out in grief throughout the hall.
"Felut, it's the old man! It's Lord Rom who works with you in the slums! Although I don't understand what's going on, can you save the old man now? Help, the old man doesn't want to die yet!"
Kneeling on the carpeted floor, the old man pleaded with a flattering smile. His ugly look left Felut speechless, and the eyes of the attendees were also filled with disgust for this miserable old man.
"I have helped you when you were in trouble, and many, many times! Repay that kindness now! Don't you want to repay the kindness? Come on, come on! Think of something!"
He was foaming at the mouth and advocating selfish theories. The old man cried and shouted to save him quickly. His miserable and despicable appearance made people not even feel sympathy or pity. They just wanted to stay away. In a short period of time, the old man instantly became
Let most people in the venue become enemies.
"This is bad!"
Sensing the crisis from the old man's attitude, Reinhardt stepped forward immediately. The red-haired knight's intuition began to operate due to the true meaning of the old man's words, and he judged that the situation must be changed...
"Stop, if you don't want to die, stop this farce. If you continue like this, Youxiang and I will really kill you."
Whether it was Lord Roma's attempt to make Felt firm or the random thoughts of other idiots, Kazami Yumeng and Kazami Yuxiang couldn't stand it anymore. Kazami Yuxiang didn't like the sight of those looking at Lord Roma.
, Feng Jian Youmeng didn't like to see someone put on such a miserable look in front of him. Looking at this old man who was completely different from his memory, Feng Jian Youmeng and Feng Jian Yuxiang took action at the same moment.
"Well……"
People who harbor ill will towards Lord Rom and show it are entangled by flower vines that cannot be ignored. Those tiny thorns make the trapped people dare not act rashly.
"Eh? Eh??"
Lord Rom was wrapped up by Yumu Kazami with two magic circles, one in front of the other and one in the back. Lord Rom only uttered a few modal words and turned into a sculpture.
"What are you doing!? Bastard!"
When Felt saw Lord Roma being petrified by Kazami Yumu, she immediately roared loudly at Kazami Yumu. She had no idea why Lord Roma was petrified.
"Please let them go!!"
For the knights, the experience of this meeting was not good at all. This was the first time they had drawn their swords.
"You become the King's Chosen One, I will let them go, and Lord Rom is only slightly sealed by me. It will be no problem if you can knock the pile of rocks off of him later. Oh, by the way, I will return the favor."
Leave him a place to breathe."
Kazami Yumu pointed at Lord Rom's stone sculpture and said, anyway, the purpose is to make Felt accept the fate of becoming the King's Chosen, and it seems more interesting to attract hatred to himself.
"you!?"
Felt didn't expect Kazami Yumeng to say such a thing, but she didn't know how to evaluate this matter for a moment. After all, she knew that there was nothing she could do about Kazami Yumeng, even if she added
There was nothing the knight behind him could do. Last time, this guy was caught by Kazami Yuka without any warning.
"You...Lord Youmeng..."
Reinhardt on the side understood the problem on her side as well as Felt, but she still wanted to say something for the master she chose, and then she was stared at by Fengmi Yuxiang behind Fengmi Yumeng and chose to leave.
Heart.
"Hey, that Reinhardt actually chose to give in?"
Everyone on the side couldn't believe that the person who gave in was Reinhardt. After all, she was recognized as the strongest in the kingdom.
"I'm ashamed to say it...no matter who the two of them are, I can beat them..."
Reinhardt turned his head to the other side and scratched his hair, and with a helpless look on his face, he told about his record against Kazami Yumu and Kazami Yuuka, and this record made everyone even more unbelievable.
Already.
"That's enough! Since everyone wants me to come to this king's election meeting, then I will come to this damn king's election meeting."
Felt stopped Reinhard and continued speaking. The unhappy girl expressed her thoughts to Kazami Yumu, and Reinhard couldn't help but laugh after hearing this.