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Chapter 358 Welcoming Our King, Impeachment Passed, Proclamation Issued Across the Territory

As soon as Roland said this, everyone suddenly understood.

Yes, if every family member has authority, then Roland must also have authority, right?

This lineage of the Lancelot family, who have been separated from their family, can also open this seemingly mysterious door.

Erebus asked, "Are you so sure about your origins?"

"Actually, I didn't believe it at first... but something happened yesterday."

Roland paused his narration at the opportune moment, letting this great sage, whose imagination seemed to be quite vivid, guess for himself, before walking towards the door.

Although that's what he said, and his reasons were quite reasonable, Roland was willing to take action because of his intuition.

He felt that the door looked very familiar.

Yes, it looks familiar.

The door looked so familiar, as if I had built it myself.

The eerie sense of déjà vu fueled Roland's uncontrollable curiosity.

After the princess's attempt failed, he was even a little smug, because he knew that he could now legitimately try to touch the door that gave him such a strong sense of déjà vu.

With that, Roland walked toward the door and stretched out his hand...

The next moment, accompanied by a dizzying sensation, everyone present was instantly transported to a council hall exuding an ancient aura.

It is no different from any parliament hall in the normal mind.

The entire council chamber has about two to three hundred independent seats, which are arranged in a fan shape outward from the central semi-circular podium.

Among them, the seven special positions surrounding the podium are the most eye-catching.

Seven stone chairs, resembling thrones, surrounded the podium like guardians.

No... is that really a speaking platform?

Everyone present had this question.

At this moment, Roland broke the silence: "Gentlemen, don't just stand there. Weren't we going to start the impeachment process? We can begin now."

The princess nodded, then walked to the seats belonging to the Lancelot family, and looked at Roland somewhat awkwardly.

“Um… Your Excellency Roland, I’ve even lost the authority to initiate proposals.”

"So, you'll have to do this."

Roland sighed: "No problem."

The princess then looked at Machima and Götze: "Please take your seats, gentlemen."

"Although the Lancashire and Weslow families do not have the authority to come here on their own, they do have the authority to speak and vote in the council."

"Find the seats for the two family members, and then drip a drop of your own blood into them."

"The rest is up to you two to agree to once Lord Roland initiates the impeachment proceedings."

After speaking, the princess led Roland to the seven thrones and then sat down in the place belonging to the Lancelot family.

But just as Roland was about to launch an impeachment campaign using the methods taught by the Queen, something unexpected happened.

The moment Roland sat on the throne, the entire council chamber trembled.

Immediately afterwards, the council chamber, which had been dark and only had a faint light, suddenly lit up.

The soft, golden light, like sunlight, instantly filled the entire council hall, casting a sacred veil over this ancient hall.

Roland's right hand, which he had just placed on the throne, was gently pushed away by the soft magic emanating from the throne.

It was really light; Roland could suppress the faint resistance with just a little effort.

It was less resistance and more like fawning born of terror.

It's as if this throne doesn't deserve Roland to sit on it.

"Om..."

A faint buzzing sound began to rise, and the next moment, on the previously empty semi-circular "speaking platform," illusory magic condensed into the phantom of a throne.

Then, an ancient language, too ancient to be verified, reached the ears of everyone present.

Even Erebus, a great sage, could not fully comprehend the meaning of the words that entered his mind.

He could only vaguely understand the meaning of the two words.

"My King," "Return."

Erebus could understand some of it, but the others were completely baffled.

Götze, Allen, Machima, and the Princess were all completely bewildered.

Cardinal Clark frowned slightly. Although he didn't understand, he was someone his age who had studied systematic runic magic.

Although the meaning is incomprehensible, this "grammar" and "pronunciation" do indeed belong to the "language" of runes.

As for Roland...

He fully understood the words that reached his ears.

Although he didn't understand it immediately, it took him a few seconds to grasp the meaning of the sentence.

Welcome back to our king! The council chamber is always open to you.

Please sit on the throne, even if it is merely an imposter, for it possesses all the powers of a true throne.

"Are you... talking to me?"

Roland spoke softly, as if asking a question, but there wasn't much doubt in his tone.

My king... have you forgotten everything?

"..."

Roland didn't ask any further questions. He simply left the throne and walked to the illusory throne made of pure magic and runes, all under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

Looking at the throne before him, which seemed both real and unreal, existing and nonexistent, Roland's emotions and instincts overwhelmed his rational thoughts.

Without thinking too much, Roland sat on the throne.

Nothing happened.

However, the golden light in the council chamber became increasingly dazzling.

Behind Roland, a golden light, like a sun crown, rose up, and even Roland's gray hair began to change, becoming like a flowing, blazing flame.

After sitting on the throne, Roland suddenly became incredibly divine. His previously approachable and kind aura vanished, replaced by a supreme, domineering kingly presence.

It was clearly others who were in the higher positions at that moment; Roland was the one who was at the very bottom of the council chamber.

But when Roland, sitting on the throne, looked up and cast his gaze at them, both Cardinal Clark and the great sage Erebus felt an intense sense of oppression.

It does not come from strength, nor from the soul.

It's just pure spirit.

If even two legendary experts with nine rings were like this, then it goes without saying that others were even more so.

Götze's forehead began to be covered with fine beads of sweat, and even his back was covered in cold sweat.

Allen, needless to say, could only barely stand by holding onto the pillar beside him.

Machima trembled slightly, as if struck by lightning, and seemed to be frozen in place, unable to move.

As for the princess... because she was closest, she stumbled and fell directly onto the seat belonging to the Lancelot family.

Then Roland began to speak.

[With this declaration, the Council of Kings officially begins.]

[The impeachment of the current Elector of Platia was initiated by Andrei Lancelot of the Lancelot family.]

Let's begin the vote.

The vote will be declared passed if both the House of Lancashire and the House of Weslow agree.

Although Götze was quite frightened, he didn't forget why he was there and was the first to press the "agree" button on his seat armrest.

Machima was the same; although Roland's terrifying aura made her very nervous, it wasn't enough to completely paralyze her.

As the two pressed the "agree" button one after the other, Roland nodded slightly.

The vote passed.

[The Electorate title of Frederick Lancelot is hereby revoked.]

This resolution shall be communicated throughout the entire territory.

……

The moment the impeachment proceedings were completed in the council chamber, Roland's majestic and divine voice resounded throughout the entire continent.

The news that the resolution to abolish the Electorate had been passed reached the ears of every intelligent being on the continent almost instantly.

The capital of the Hearst Empire, Riskan, Blackthorn Territory, Isfar, the Papal City, the headquarters of the Society, and even the far northern demon realm of Enwa.

All those who know the truth, those who don't, those who are involved, and those who aren't.

All intelligent beings with souls received this message at this moment.

The Elector named Friedrich Lancelot was impeached and deposed.

Many people don't know what an Elector is or who Friedrich Lanslot is.

But the vast majority of people read an extraordinary signal from this message that spread throughout the mainland.

Inside the Adventurers' Guild in Riskan, some older adventurers who had once been on good terms with Lancelot were stunned, feeling that the voice sounded somewhat familiar.

……

Inside the royal palace in the capital, the old Emperor Salah III stood before the floor-to-ceiling window with a complex expression, beside him was Sean, the chief mage of the court.

The two elderly men exchanged a glance, and then simultaneously gave each other a smile that was tinged with a sense of helplessness and relief.

……

Inside the military headquarters in Isfar, Sinos, who was instructing Nash, raised his head and looked towards the northern kingdom of Platia. A complex and sorrowful expression appeared on the face of this dragon who had lived for tens of thousands of years, before turning into a sigh.

Inside Flam's room in the headquarters building, Flam, with an equally complex expression, put down the documents about the King of Men in her hand and then slowly closed them.

It seems that no further information is needed.

Kalia turned her head and saw Roland but did not see him. After a brief moment of surprise, she smiled and continued her meditation.

Upon hearing the sound, Iluvia looked out the window at the sky, then turned back to explain the details to the officials who had come to hand over their duties. After that, she was to visit the Blood Demon Prince's home at his invitation.

This is to commemorate the "comradeship" we shared while handling official documents together during this period.

Upon hearing the news, Corps Commander Elson immediately ordered the First Corps to enter a state of combat readiness, inspect weapons, equipment, and heavy firepower, and prepare to depart at any time.

……

Danso, who had just come out of the royal city of Platia, smiled. It seemed that his delaying tactics had been very successful. It was time to prepare to swear allegiance to His Majesty the Demon King.

He was the key damage dealer in this wave.

……

In the far northern demon realm of Enwa, the gargoyle lord rose from his throne and walked out into the snowstorm.

He must inform the scavenger's clan leader about this.

……

Meanwhile, in the dense forests of the mountains outside the city of Herria, the Demon King looked up with a smile, a hint of relief on his face.

Now there are some things she no longer needs to deliberately hide.

Cellina then looked at the Demon King: "Are you sure this is the right spot?"

"Yes."

The Demon King smiled with satisfaction: "The spatial coordinates match."

"Besides, you didn't even notice the noise just now? Roland has only been separated from us for a little over two hours, and he's already making a big commotion again."

"This level of communication magic usage... is truly remarkable."

"Is this kid possessed by something?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Demon King saw that Cherlinina was visibly tense, so he helplessly reassured her: "Alright, alright, don't you know best what kind of constitution this kid has?"

The Demon King chuckled knowingly, "This kid has a great body; there's no need to worry about him being possessed or having his body taken over."

"His soul is far more powerful than his body."

"and……"

"Do you know why the Grim Reaper gave me a special Star Ring Law ascension ritual and asked me to give it to Roland?"

(End of this chapter)