The Journey of the Rainbow Dragon.

"Please allow me to introduce to you the new king of roses—"

"Vivian Taylor Bryan!"

This sentence was like an unquestionable order, and it quickly caused different reactions among the ministers.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the parliament hall reached an unprecedented level of tension and shock.

Some people stared with their eyes wide open, some began to discuss in low voices, and more people were trying to digest this sudden announcement.

The ministers looked at each other in bewilderment. They had never expected that the old king would so directly place Vivi on the Golden Throne - a position that belonged only to the supreme ruler of the kingdom.

Even Vivian herself looked nervous.

But under the gaze of Ron and the old king, she gradually calmed down.

"Your Majesty, is this a bit too hasty?"

An elderly minister in the crowd finally couldn't help himself, and his measured tone carried a caution that he couldn't conceal:

"We all know that Princess Vivian is extremely talented, but she is still too young and may need some experience to develop her abilities."

The old king glanced at him and interrupted him directly:

"Don't bother. I'm old now. Rose needs a new perspective and courage, and Vivian has just such qualities."

"But she."

"Everyone!"

The old king's voice was deep, gentle but unquestionable:
"Vivian is my daughter and the heir I recognize."

"I hope you can understand that by putting her in this position today, I hope you will accept and support her from now on, instead of expressing your doubts."

The old king's words exploded in the parliament hall like a bombshell.

The meaning revealed in his words was very clear - this was not a "discussion" but a notification!

Although many ministers had already begun to speculate, when this moment really came, they still found it unbelievable, as if they had lost their voice in an instant.

In comparison, the six elders of the Council of Elders seemed calmer.

Perhaps it was because they had a premonition, or perhaps they saw the clues from the previous incident of allowing refugees from the Orc Kingdom.

This group of old people who usually seem "stubborn" unexpectedly did not show too much dissatisfaction with the fact that the new king is a woman.

On the contrary, they quickly adjusted their emotions, began to adapt to all the new things much faster than those young people, and began to weigh their next position in their hearts early on.

The old king was not surprised by the reaction of the Senate.

The old guys who can stand here are not fools.

On the contrary, a hundred years ago, they were the most visionary and top talents in their families.

After more than a hundred years, these geniuses have better grasped how to survive in this world.

In their view, the ascension of any new king is just a ripple in the long river of history. What is important is how to steady their ship in this wave.

"Stubborn" and "corrupt" are just protective colors they put on themselves to confuse those who look down on them.

If someone really believes this false appearance, they will mistakenly think that the other party is a fool who cannot keep up with the times.

Then his fate will be to be devoured by these treacherous old guys without leaving anything behind!

And the reason is actually very simple.

For these elders, it doesn’t really matter who the new king is. The real key lies in the balance of power and the distribution of benefits.

As long as the new king can maintain this balance, the Council of Elders will be able to continue to navigate the undercurrents of power.

Does it really matter to them who the new king is?

If you think about it carefully, you will understand that no matter who reaches that position, they will need men to work for the kingdom.

It is precisely this point that makes the Council of Elders, which truly holds the real power, neither impatient nor anxious in the selection of the king, and has no obvious favoritism or stance towards any party.

Because they understand that the battle for the king's election is a gamble.

If you don’t bet, you’re actually betting on everyone!
And this is the only sure way to win in this game.

In this arena where power and wisdom are intertwined, only those small families who rely on unconventional means will go all out to choose one side in the power game and invest all their weight in it.

There is nothing wrong with this, just a different approach.

Those already in power seek stable returns.

These weak families, on the other hand, are betting on that one in a million chance, hoping to rise to fame overnight.

If they succeed, they will be the next "elder".

If you fail, naturally there will be no trace left.

Reasonable and fair.

Quincy stood aside and watched all this quietly.

He knew that Vivian's official debut today meant that the Rose Kingdom was about to enter a new chapter.

As the head of the Mage Corps, Quincy's future tasks will undoubtedly be more arduous.

He not only has to support the new monarch, but also has to maintain the stability of the country during this complex power transition.

As for Vivian, her ruby-like pupils revealed a hint of uneasiness, but more of it was curiosity and anticipation for the unknown.

She looked around at the ministers who were either surprised or in deep thought.

the other side

The old king continued:
"I believe Vivian is capable of inheriting this responsibility and leading the Rose Kingdom to a more glorious future."

His voice was filled with firm conviction, as if injecting a kind of strength into everyone present. Faced with such a situation, although the ministers still had doubts in their hearts, they had no choice but to accept such an arrangement.

What? You said you object?
Take a good look at the old man guarding Vivian, and consider the consequences of angering a high-level legend before you say this.

Don't be fooled by Quincy's kind face and appearance, he looks like a good old man.

But in fact, the hands of all the people present combined did not have as much blood on them as this "silent genocide"!

The mountain dwarves proved this with the lives of their entire tribe.

Despite the ups and downs in their hearts, the ministers still focused their attention on Vivian.
They understood that things had come to this point and the general trend could not be changed. The only way to survive the next hundred years was to go with the flow.

And judging by the character that Princess Vivian displays on a daily basis, she probably won't pursue the affairs of the various princes' factions too much after she comes to power.

Maybe, this is a good thing.
at the same time
Ron, who was hidden in mid-air, also smiled and comforted:
"Anxin is just a human kingdom."

His voice was not loud, but it was clear enough to pass through the surrounding noise and reach Vivian's ears:

"Even if I'm not here, with your current strength, it would be easy for you to reach this position."

The strange thing is that although Ron did not use any sound-mudging magic, a group of ministers, including the old king, turned a blind eye to what Ron said.

This is no longer just the effect of force invisibility.

Rather, it was the effect of Ron using his divine power to temporarily erase all information these mortals knew about themselves.

Now, the concept called "Roen" had long been eliminated from the minds of the ministers present.

Even if Ron took action and killed half of the people present.

Others would only wonder why their colleagues who were just beside them suddenly disappeared, and would not realize that they were facing a rainbow dragon god.

When Vivian heard what Ron said, she immediately raised her head, with a hint of determination in her clear eyes.

She whispered:

"Vivian won't leave Ron, and Mr. Ron shouldn't leave Vivian either, okay?"

"Okay, okay, don't take it too seriously, it's just a casual assumption."

Ron stretched out his hand and waved it gently, as if trying to dispel the worry.

His voice was still nonchalant, revealing a fearlessness and carefreeness:

"In the main material plane, there is no one who can force me to do something I don't want to do."

As he spoke, Ron glanced at the confused ministers below, and couldn't help but reveal a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth:
"Also, since you choose to be in this position, don't care too much about what others think."

"You have to remember that it is their honor to be ruled by you. If it weren't for you, I might have used a different method and could have achieved the same end, but the process would not have been so peaceful."

Ron lay in the air, his chin supported by his right hand, and his tail swung in the air from time to time.

The sunlight filtered through the clouds, softly shining on his smooth scales, as if giving him a divine glow for an instant.

"In a way, you saved their lives."

“So, in the future, don’t give in to any guilt thoughts towards them because of this.”

Listening to Ron's voice, Vivian didn't say much, but just nodded obediently.

In fact, Vivian, who had received special course instruction, was not completely ignorant of all this.

But compared to "politics" that reveals dirty interests and compromises in every pore, Vivian prefers to pursue other pure things.

For example, martial arts, magic, and love that is distant yet close at hand.

But if doing this "dirty" thing could help Ron, she would stand up without hesitation and bravely take on that responsibility.

She knew very well that love meant being willing to change oneself for others and to bear the burden, even if the road ahead was full of thorns.

That's why she is sitting here.

Just as Vivian was immersed in her own thoughts.

By chance, her eyes suddenly fell on the rainbow dragon who was watching the ministers' discussion and playing with his tail out of boredom.

His posture was elegant and calm, and every movement he made revealed a natural nobility and beauty.

The colorful scales flickered slightly in the dim light, as if each scale contained a dazzling world.

Such elegant and charming body lines, even Vivian, who was used to seeing such scenes, found it difficult to look away at this moment.

"Mr. Ron seems to have become more handsome after coming back this time."

Vivian thought.

She found her heart beating faster and her heart was filled with irrepressible shyness and amazement.

Vivian didn't know what this meant, she only knew that as she watched Ron become more and more dazzling, she felt an indescribable joy and satisfaction in her heart.

The feeling of love in my heart becomes stronger and stronger.

It seems that every time I look at him, my heart becomes more beautiful.

Inside the Parliament Hall
The conversation between the ministers and the old king continued.

Ron watched all this as if he was watching a great stage play.

Vivian looked at Ron silently, her eyes no longer able to take in anything else.

suddenly
A beam of sunlight, played by the clouds, accidentally passed through the window and fell on the smooth and jade-like surface of the dragon scales.

Suddenly, there was light on him.

Having light but not shining is like dust in the light. (End of this chapter)