Crossover Anime: A Dimensional Journey Starting with Frilian

"That's fine."

"Is that all? There must be more, right?" Priscilla suddenly asked.

She's probably the only one here who dares to speak her mind.

“Indeed, I apologize to all the busy candidates, but I hope you can cooperate a little more with this meeting. After all, today will be a day that will be recorded in the history of the kingdom.” Mycroft’s voice was deep, with a hint of excitement.

"Moving history forward?"

McCrotoff gave Marcus a wink.

Marcus bowed and shouted, "Knight Reinhard van Astreya, step forward!"

"Yes!"

Reinhard had clearly been waiting for a long time. He walked forward with an air of importance, first bowing to Emilia and the others, and then standing in front of Marcus.

"Knight Reinhard reports to everyone present."

"Yes!" Marcus gave up his seat.

Reinhard drew everyone's attention, and after aligning with the time, calmly announced, "Dragon Priestess, the fifth candidate for the throne has been found."

The doors slowly opened, and a petite young girl, accompanied by a maid, entered the hall.

Emilia saw her, her eyes widening in surprise, and then she looked at Shichen in disbelief.

Shi Chen simply smiled slightly at her.

"Hey! Big brother!"

The girl who walked in immediately noticed the time and exclaimed in surprise.

Chapter 510 Killing Someone to Establish Authority

The girl's face lit up with surprise. Ignoring the seriousness of the occasion, she lifted her skirt and ran toward the hour.

The pale yellow dress swayed gently, her high-heeled feet stepped on the carpet, her hair was neatly combed and shone with golden light, her red pupils curved at the corners, and her smiling mouth revealed a mischievous canine tooth.

"Felt, it's been a long time." Shichen called out the name of the drastically changed girl.

"Long time no see, big brother!" Felt ran up to Shichen, stopped, and shifted uncomfortably, looking shy.

Shi Chen smiled, squatted down slightly, reached out and rubbed her little head.

"how are things?"

"It's alright... it's just that Reinhard is a bit annoying, making me learn a lot of random things." Felt pursed her lips and answered softly.

This girl's reserved demeanor was a stark contrast to her previous image in the stolen goods warehouse.

"Really? He's doing this for your own good. Keep it up," Shi Chen encouraged softly.

"Mmm..." Felt nodded, her face flushed.

Anyone could see the strangeness in her attitude towards time, but no one present wanted to care about it.

"Lady Felt," Reinhard called out the girl's name, his attitude quite respectful.

"Reinhard, what do you want with me here? If I hadn't run into my older brother, I would have definitely given you a piece of my mind for making me wear such cumbersome clothes!"

Felt turned to Reinhard and questioned him in a very hostile manner, a stark contrast to her attitude towards Tokiharu's youngest daughter just moments before.

She once lived in a slum, wearing tattered clothes, with dull blonde hair and a violent look in her eyes.

But now, the gowns are so glamorous that she looks no different from a noblewoman.

Moreover, the light she radiated did not belong to Emilia and the others.

"Felt, this dress suits you very well~ Be nicer to Reinhard, he's definitely doing it for your own good." Shichen stroked her bright blonde hair and advised.

"Eh? Big brother, I understand... Reinhard, explain it to me."

"Yes!"

Reinhard responded respectfully, then smiled at Shichen in thanks before explaining.

"Lord Felt, let's stop here for our reminiscing with old friends. Please come this way."

Ferut glanced back at the time before walking over: "What do you want me to do?"

"Please take this first."

With a serious expression, Reinhard took out the Dragon Emblem from his pocket and handed it to her.

Ferut took it, and the jade immediately emitted a dazzling white light.

"What's wrong with this stone? Why is it glowing?" Ferut couldn't help but ask.

“That’s because Lady Felt has been deemed qualified by the dragon,” Reinhard replied.

"Dragon certification? Qualified?" Ferut was still confused.

“Dragon Balls have indeed recognized Lady Felt as a priestess. Since Dragon Balls have approved her participation, the royal selection can be considered to have truly begun.” Marcus suddenly interjected, placing his hand on his chest and bowing slightly.

Reinhard followed suit, and then all the Royal Guard knights did the same.

The knights went to great lengths and finally found a fifth candidate for king.

Ferut stood there, confused, and could only look to Shichen for help. Seeing him smile and nod at her, she felt relieved.

With the older brother who saved her life around, there shouldn't be any problems. Besides, he said that she could find a way to help the people in the slums in the future.

Felt doesn't trust Reinhardt yet, but she absolutely trusts him now, especially after he saved her life.

"Excuse me, may I say something?" At that moment, a man walked out from the group of civil servants.

He was a hunchbacked middle-aged man with dark circles under his eyes. He stroked his beard with a detached expression.

"Is there something you need?" Marcus asked.

"In this ceremony to elect the king, the Royal Knights, led by the Royal Guard, have done an outstanding job. Without you, the situation could not have been resolved in such a short time."

"You flatter me too much..."

“But! Although I really don’t want to say this, even though we’re following the situation revealed by the Dragon Stone, aren’t there some problems with the selection of personnel?” The man interrupted Marcus, his words carrying a hidden meaning.

"what do you mean?"

"Everyone is too focused on the qualifications of the Dragon Maiden, but they have forgotten that the qualifications to wear the crown are the key. This aspect has been greatly neglected!"

The man's expression was arrogant, and his tone was reprimanding; the civil officials behind him immediately echoed his words.

"Yes! Yes!"

A look of satisfaction crossed the man's face. He continued, "The alliance with the dragons is more important than anything else. It concerns the survival of the pro-dragon kingdom of Lugnica. Without the alliance, the nation cannot take shape. However, to place too much emphasis on the alliance while neglecting the people is to put the cart before the horse!"

"Are you saying that the Dragon Priestess we knights have gone to such great lengths to find is the wrong person to whom we should swear allegiance?" Marcus understood his meaning, his eyes and tone turning icy.

"Well... there's a slight discrepancy in the wording, but that's how it turned out." The man seemed intimidated by Marcus, but still managed to answer.

His words immediately created a tense atmosphere in the hall, and the members of the Knights visibly grew angry.

How could they be happy when their painstakingly completed task was denied like this?

The civil officials, however, were not afraid of the Knights' anger and began to voice their dissatisfaction.

"She was both a priestess and a queen, or perhaps she lacked the self-awareness to be a queen."

"That's right. Even if you embellish the appearance, the essence will still be revealed in your attitude."

"Can someone who lacks character and education be hailed as king?"

"Well, well, what's wrong with that? Wouldn't this make the royal selection a more unique and fun competition? Why don't you try thinking about it that way?"

"Lord Rotswald, please do not interrupt!"

Rotswald had just started to make a joke when he was interrupted. The civil servants' hostile attitude was directed at Ferut, but it also affected others.

Emilia remained silent, suppressing the impact, biting her lower lip, and couldn't help but look at the time.

But then he saw him smiling at him.

Seeing his smile, Emilia somehow calmed down and stopped caring about anything.

However, Shichen wasn't indifferent to everything. These people were indeed targeting Felt, and if they showed any sign of being directed at Emilia, he would take action.

These people have been in high positions for so long that they've lost all sense of fear.

"Silence!" Suddenly, McCrotov's order silenced the entire hall.

The man who had been dominating the scene, McCrotoff, squinted at Ferut, and after a moment of silence, exhaled.

“I understand His Highness Richard’s opinion, so let’s first briefly understand the past experiences of each candidate… What do you all think?”

“That makes sense... Let’s start by checking if someone is suitable for the job.”

The leading male civil official, named Li Keert, nodded: "Knight Reinhard, could you please tell me how you found her?"

"Yes."

Reinhard knelt on one knee in the highest salute and began to explain.

"Lady Felt was discovered and protected by me about a month ago in the lower district of the capital, somewhere known as the slums. At that time, I noticed her due to certain factors, which led me to discover her identity. After bringing her back to my humble abode, I confirmed that she was qualified to be a priestess."

Reinhard naturally wouldn't explicitly reveal Felt's identity as a thief, nor would he mention that it was a reminder of the time.

This is unnecessary.

Those present wouldn't care about those things anyway; they'd only care about other meaningless parts.

"An orphan from the slums?! Are you serious, Knight Reinhard?! You brought an orphan to the ceremony to select the future king of Lugnica?! What do you take the throne for?"

"..." Reinhard, kneeling on one knee, seemed completely unconcerned about being scolded, his expression remaining unchanged.

Helpless, Richard could only turn his anger towards McCrotoff: "Lord McCrotoff, it seems we should really reconsider... Just being chosen by the Dragon Balls doesn't automatically qualify one for the throne... It should be reserved for someone worthy of the crown, not just anyone..."

"Your Highness Richard, aren't you getting a little too excited?"

The one who interrupted was Rotzwaal.

Richard immediately glared at Roswaal: "What a joke, Lord Roswaal! Your attitude is truly incomprehensible. Not just me, but most people in the palace think so... We've turned a blind eye all this time because it's a critical period, but things are different now. Not to mention the Astrea family's intention to promote the orphan, even your foolish act of supporting a half-demon as king..."

Om-!

Before Richard could finish speaking, the atmosphere in the hall plummeted again. Except for a few people, everyone bowed their heads and bent over, feeling suffocated. He was even forced to the ground, coughing up blood.