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Chapter 1206 Impression

"Your Majesty the Queen."

After bowing and saluting in an unusually respectful manner, the chubby middle-aged nobleman introduced with a smile on his face:

"This is the seat of your country on the day of the election of the emperor. Are you satisfied with this seat?"

"You are welcome, of course we are very satisfied with this position, but... is this position a little bit forward?"

Looking at the main stage, which can be described as "close at hand", Avril's moist eyes slightly blinked twice, and then she looked at the middle-aged nobleman with a look of exploration in her eyes, and pointedly reminded:

"As far as I know, even though the notification was more urgent this time, most forces still sent missions.

Not only the sixth ruler of the Arcane Empire and the third prince of the Lionheart family will be present, but also war, wealth, God of love, shadow, mother of earth... These true **** churches have also sent envoys, and even the elves who have been closed for two thousand years will also participate .

And although we, Fran, have improved a bit in recent years, and believe that there is a possibility of becoming a second-tier power in the future, our current strength is still limited, not enough to occupy such a high position, and we don't want to cause unnecessary troubles because of the number of seats. Therefore, I hope that you can carefully consider and re-arrange a more reasonable location for us. "

After hearing Avril Lavigne's request of being neither humble nor overbearing, the middle-aged nobleman couldn't help but look solemn, and then responded with a solemn face:

"Your Majesty Queen Avril, the selection of emperors and the ceremony is one of the most important matters of our Holy Empire, so all the arrangements have been carefully weighed and considered, and there will be absolutely no such thing as random arrangements.

Regarding the seat you are worried about, we have communicated with most of the relevant forces, and none of them raised any objections, so please rest assured that this seat will not cause you trouble, and I can use my own Swearing by the honor of the family, there is absolutely no problem with the seat arrangement. "

Have you communicated with other forces? Does anyone have an opinion? This...how is this possible?

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Seeing that the expression of the middle-aged nobleman did not seem to be lying, Avril could not help but frowned slightly, and observed the situation around the square again.

In the center of the viewing ceremony square is the main platform. The one on the left of the main platform has the magic pattern emblem of the Arcane Empire painted on it, and the one on the right has the lion head gold medal of the Pan-Racial Alliance. front-line forces.

Although the seats of these two families are high, they are worthy of their own. There is nothing worth paying attention to. The main seat is the seat of their own country, which is obviously only a small country, but it is strangely arranged in the second place on the left. The seat is only below the Arcane Empire, which really makes her quite uneasy.

You know, although the current Frank has the high-end combat power of William, he is qualified to go to the "card table", but because of the remote location, small population, and small territory, it can only be counted as a top player. Three front forces.

And just by being invited by the Holy Empire, more than ten second-tier forces came to participate in the emperor selection ceremony. If the elves and dwarves are counted as two races with quite good overall strength, Faran's seat should be behind a dozen...

No! It's not just a matter of ranking!

Squinting and looking across the square, Avril could not help biting her lower lip worriedly after seeing a few familiar emblems in those "corner" positions.

There are not only the emblems of several small third-tier kingdoms there, but even several lower-ranked second-tier powers are also assigned there. If the exception of William is not counted, each of them is much stronger than the current Fran.

The weaker second-tier forces are usually composed of two or three small and medium-sized churches. Unlike the big churches such as God of Love, Knowledge, and War, which are backed by twelve or three true gods, most of the true gods behind them are only eleven At the same level, the level of high-end combat power is also one or two chips away, so it cannot occupy the next human kingdom alone, and there is a quite obvious gap between it and the big church.

But... no matter how weak it is, it is still the Church of the True God!

With the backing of the true **** behind them, they didn't even have a separate seat for viewing the ceremony, so they could only be arranged in the corner of the square. Not only did they have a separate seat for themselves, but the seats were even extremely high, only ranked in the corner of the square. Under the three frontline forces...

Isn't this going to put the **** on the fire?

After looking at the Church of Eros and the Dwarves listed three or four on the left hand side first, and then at the Elves and the Church of Knowledge on the opposite side, Avril could not help but feel a pinch. .

Just as she was looking at the middle-aged nobleman with a frown, and was about to ask for a change of position again, she heard a messy and noisy sound behind her, and the capable and experienced middle-aged nobleman in front of her stared blankly. Staring at himself behind him, the expression on his face was as if he had seen a ghost...

What's wrong? What's wrong?

Sensing the abnormality in the rear, Her Majesty looked back suspiciously, ready to see what was going on, but when she figured out the cause of the commotion, she wished she hadn't looked back just now... no, wished she hadn't come to participate at all This **** ceremony.

What a shame!

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[Take the special horse-drawn carriage donated by the Eros Church to the site of the ceremony, which left a deep impression on the audience. The minimum requirements for completing the task have been met. Do you want to start the settlement task? 】

no no no! Of course it's not over!

After hearing the system prompt, William in the gun carriage shook his head hastily.

I pay so much, isn't it just to get a good reward at the time of settlement? If it ends early, then am I lost in vain?

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Since it was not yet the day to observe the ceremony, many forces in the square were not all in place, but there were already people "occupied", and even the elves and the church of knowledge who wanted to leave immediately were all in their seats A few people in charge of general affairs were left behind.

And the mission sent by the Church of Eros, surrounded by a coquettish carriage painted with death Barbie fans, caught everyone's strange eyes, walked slowly across the square, wandered around in the middle for two times, Just now, he wobbled into his seat, and then stopped in front of the wooden platform engraved with the Eros Church logo.

"What is that?"

"This carriage...isn't for that kind of thing?"

"The Church of Eros? Why... wow... are they so open?"

After getting off the pink cannon cart sent by the Church of Eros, Wei, whose face was already invulnerable, ignored the chattering discussions of a crowd of idlers, walked squarely to the position of the French mission next door, and looked at the face. The somewhat blackened Her Majesty nodded.

"I'm late."

You're late...I wish you hadn't come at all!

Feeling the gazes of shock, envy, ambiguity, and narrowness that followed William from all around him, Her Majesty's chest, which has become more and more plump recently, swelled twice quickly, and suddenly seemed to be out of breath. Even, the world in his eyes suddenly turned black, and his body, weak and powerless like a peach, tilted to the side.

"careful!"

After running up quickly to support the "shaky" Avril, Prince William Hao said with pity on his face:

"Is it because you've been busy on the road and haven't had a good rest? Hey! Look at you, you just don't know how to cherish your body...Come on, I'll help you lie down in the car for a while..."

"I... I'm fine!"

Feeling that the big warm hands supporting her waist exerted a little force, as if she was really ready to lead her to the cannon carriage, Her Majesty's eyes were no longer dark, her legs were no longer soft, and her breath was evened out. Immediately, he stood up straight again.

After maintaining the balance of her body with the help of William's arm, Avril looked at the extremely eye-catching gun carriage in the distance, reached out and pulled William over, leaned close to his ear and gritted her teeth and whispered:

"I will never get in that car! William! Didn't we agree that this thing should not appear here?"

Indeed, this thing is a quest item, which can significantly increase the "shock level", and this thing was carried all the way by Xiaolan, so no matter what, you have to gain a sense of existence before dismantling it.

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"Don't worry, I know you won't get in the car, it's just a joke."

Seeing her recovering from the state just now, William stopped the healing magic in his hand, and said calmly:

"As for the cannon... er... the special carriage, you don't have to worry too much. Didn't I park that thing at the Eros Church? So it's them who throw it away if it's embarrassing. It has nothing to do with us. Anyway, this thing is originally Their.

If someone is really bored enough to come and ask, then you can say that I am in poor health and hitch a ride from the Church of Eros, in short, if you don’t admit it, it’s over! "

"Then you... Then don't be in front of so many people... Hey... Forget it, I have never been able to beat you once."

Shaking his head helplessly, seeing Wei's unscrupulous face, Her Majesty the Queen resolutely gave up her plan to pursue this matter, and instead struggled out of William's arms, looking to the side, who was looking up at the sky. The middle-aged nobleman nodded and said:

"Sorry, I made you laugh."

"Ah, it's okay, it's just... um... human nature, hehehe, human nature."

After withdrawing from the state of seeing no evil, the middle-aged nobleman squeezed his chubby belly, bowed to William with a smile and said:

"This is Prince William of Flandre, right? Sure enough, he is as handsome as the data shows, and he is a man of talent!"

From the corner of his eye, he sneaked a few glances at William, and firmly remembered this legendary existence that both the elves and the Church of Knowledge avoided, and even almost fought because of fighting to avoid him, the middle-aged nobleman He said earnestly:

"Your Excellency William, before you came, I was discussing the seat with Her Majesty the Queen. Are you satisfied with the current seat?"

"Ah, it's okay."

After looking around the situation around the square, considering that he still had a task to complete, William stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the main stage, and proposed:

"By the way, although the view here is pretty good, it's still better from above, why don't you just switch us to the main stage."

"ah?"

Although from the reaction of the two major forces and the unexpected way of appearance just now, it has been guessed that the Prince of France is definitely not an "ordinary person", but William is about to change to the main stage, and he directly asks the host to follow the guest's request. It still shook the middle-aged nobleman severely.

"This... doesn't seem too good, does it?"

After taking out the silk handkerchief and wiping the sweat from his head, the middle-aged noble said with a smile on his face:

"The position on the main stage is reserved for the family power of several candidates, as well as the Pope of the Holy See of Light. Although the status of...the two are very honorable, but...but...if you come to the stage..."

Although Avril next to her didn't speak, she seemed to let William do what she wanted, but she quietly reached out and pinched the soft flesh on his waist, expressing her dissatisfaction with William's random demands.

"Don't worry, I know your rules for choosing the emperor, and I didn't come here to make trouble for you."

After grabbing Avril's soft palm and shaking it hard to signal her to believe in him, William grinned at the middle-aged nobleman and explained calmly:

"Among the seven candidates you put forward this time, Miss Jenning, who was born in Aaron Rice's family, is somewhat related to me, so I am also her supporter. It is not an exception to sit behind her on stage."

"That's it..."

Although he didn't believe even half a word, the middle-aged nobleman still nodded his head suddenly when he heard the words, and then looked at Avril next to William, with a rather embarrassed expression on his face:

"However, after all, the two are the queen and prince of Faran, not the nobles of our Holy Empire. It's more or less inappropriate to sit directly on the stage..."

"Who says I'm no longer a nobleman of your Holy Empire?"

After hearing the words of the middle-aged nobleman, William reached out and fumbled twice in his interspatial ring, and took out a quaint ring carved with cornflower petals.

"Here, the Patriarch's Ring of the Tarantino House."

After lighting up the ring given by a shadow saint, William said to the middle-aged noble with his mouth open:

"The former patriarch of the Tarantino family, after failing to assassinate the current great emperor, took refuge in my territory, and gave me his noble status, his property left in the Holy Empire, and so on. up.

So besides being the Prince of Faran, I can barely be considered a nobleman of your Holy Empire... Oh yes, I remember that you didn’t stipulate that princes from other countries can’t concurrently be your nobles, right? "

"..."

"This... this..."

There were several queens in a row, and the family crest of the Tarantino family, known as the "empress" family, was certainly no stranger to middle-aged nobles.

But you said it yourself, the former head of the Tarantino family ran away because of the assassination of the emperor!

But not only did you not shy away from taking in the assassin, you even dared to hold the token of the assassin, and in front of me, a nobleman of the Holy Empire, came over loudly and said that you would inherit the noble status of the assassin. Isn't this... a little bit I can't justify it?

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However, even though the middle-aged nobleman really wanted to be tough and scold the absurd behavior of the little boy in front of him, but when he thought of the avoidance attitude of the elves and the Church of Knowledge, the courage he finally summoned gave up He was clean, he hesitated for a long time but didn't say anything.

Beads of sweat on that fat round face unknowingly formed a string and slid down in a flutter~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Even though I held the crumpled silk handkerchief and wiped it again and again, the face But the sweat on his face was wiped more and more densely, and finally he had to try his best to prevaricate:

"This...we really don't have regulations on this...but...but..."

Seeing the tormented appearance of the middle-aged nobleman, William also knew that he might not be able to make a decision, so he shook his head and took the initiative to put away the patriarch's ring.

"Okay, don't worry, this matter is really a little difficult for you."

Hearing that William seemed to give up, the middle-aged nobleman couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and then wiped the cold sweat with his sleeve with his demeanor lost, and apologized hastily:

"This...I'm really sorry, I really can't help you with this request, thank you for your understanding."

"it's okay no problem."

William waved his hand and said indifferently:

"Since you can't make a decision, then I'll go directly to the Pope of Light. At worst, let her give me a seat next to me."