Crossover Anime: A Dimensional Journey Starting with Frilian

"Wait! Wait! What do you mean? You want me to be king?" Ferut, who was at the center of the conversation, finally understood what was going on.

"When did I ever say I wanted to be king?"

"Felt, don't let Reinhard down," Shichen said, trying to comfort her.

"Big brother...but I..."

"Don't you want to achieve your dreams? If you could be king, you could do anything!"

"this......"

"Don't worry, with Reinhard's support, you don't need to worry about anything."

"But big brother, you..."

"I'll help you too, of course, without affecting Emilia. For example, if you're bullied, I'll definitely stand up for you."

"In that case... is it a deal?" Felt couldn't help but confirm.

"Don't you believe me?" Shi Chen asked with a smile.

“No! Of course I believe my big brother!” Ferut immediately shook her head and then made up her mind.

"I understand, I want to be the king."

Chapter 512 Emilia Breaks Through Mental Barriers

"Ha—how long are you going to keep rambling on and on? Can you please stop being so boring?"

At this moment, Priscilla, who had her arms crossed, sighed and spoke out of boredom.

"It's just for the sake of formality that five people need to be gathered at the opening. Anyway, once it starts, those who are not suitable will naturally be eliminated, and only I will remain in the end. Whether the other extra people have the qualifications of a king or not is irrelevant, right?"

"Huh? Who are you?" Felt realized she had been targeted and immediately reacted, glaring at her with displeasure.

"How rude! I am the future master you have your eye on. Remember that."

"Huh—? What nonsense are you talking about... Wait, you're not talking about my older brother, are you?"

"Heh~ You do have some brains."

"That's hilarious! Are you dreaming? Big brother would like you? Don't be so cynical." Felt directly and rudely mocked.

“…” Priscilla narrowed her eyes, staring at Felt with a dangerous look.

"What are you doing? Staring at me like that, did I hit the nail on the head? You think you're worthy of being called an older brother? You're dreaming." Ferut continued to retort, showing no mercy, no politeness, and no manners.

However, no one else present seemed uncomfortable or disgusted with her performance.

Firstly, she might be of royal blood, and secondly, Shi Chen just said that he would stand up for her if she was bullied.

Who knows what his attitude towards her is? They don't want to die.

It was just the little girl's rudeness. Since she had lived in the slums before and hadn't learned manners, it was understandable and not incomprehensible.

But it's a different story for the person who is provoked.

hum-

The air seemed to have changed; something was moving toward Ferut.

But then, a gust of wind swept through the hall, and Reinhard suddenly appeared between Priscilla and Felt.

"What are you thinking, showing such hostility on such an important occasion?"

Emilia moved to Felt's side, hugged and protected her, and reprimanded Priscilla.

"Hmph! How could I teach her a lesson for being so disrespectful to me? If it weren't for her connection with Shichen, I would have made her pay with her life," Priscilla said indifferently.

"You were clearly in the wrong first, couldn't you at least say sorry? Don't you realize you did something wrong?"

"Heh~ Your kindness is too excessive. You can't even take care of your own affairs, yet you want to meddle in other people's business?" Priscilla looked at Emilia with a cold smile.

"I......"

“Mind your own business. And you mean you should apologize for doing something wrong? What about you? You’re just saying you’re sorry for being born, right? You think that way every day, right? Then why don’t you apologize and atone for your sins?” Priscilla questioned, her gaze glancing at Shichen.

Shi Chen frowned slightly, but still didn't say anything.

He understood what Priscilla meant; using her to provoke him was indeed appropriate, but he wasn't going to appreciate it.

“I…” Emilia was stunned by Priscilla’s words, her body swayed, and a sorrowful expression appeared on her face.

"I...I have nothing to do with witches," she weakly retorted.

"What's the point of this excuse? It's useless to others, and it's useless to yourself. You think you're the embodiment of a taboo existence in this world, and you care about other people's feelings, so you need to rely on rags to cover your appearance, right?"

“I…” Priscilla’s words struck at the heart, leaving Emilia pale and without any thought of rebuttal.

"Ha~ With such thoughts and such inferiority complex, how can you live up to Shichen's expectations of you? You might as well withdraw sooner and give Shichen to me."

"I......"

Emilia couldn't help but look at Shichen, seeing him smiling at her, and recalling what he had just done for her—his bold and direct words, which were absolutely from the bottom of his heart.

"No, I will not give you the time!"

Emilia suddenly became resolute, and a bright smile appeared on her face.

"You're right. I'm too insecure about my appearance and care too much about what others think, but I haven't thought about how the people who truly care about me feel."

brush!

Emilia ripped off her robe and threw it on the ground, revealing her true self.

She wore a long white robe, had long silver hair, and possessed a delicate yet youthful face that could captivate any man.

Those present recalled what Shi Chen had just said and realized that Emilia was really cute.

Emilia looked at Priscilla with a bright smile and said, "Even like this, there are still people who like me. So, I don't need to hide anymore. I am just Emilia, not some incarnation of the Witch of Envy!"

Bang bang bang~

As soon as Emilia finished speaking, Shichen clapped loudly in front of everyone, the applause resounding in everyone's ears.

"Time?" Emilia looked at him shyly.

Shi Chen didn't say anything; this was a thumbs-up to her.

At this moment, Emilia's state of mind finally broke through, and she was no longer as self-conscious and cowardly as before.

Although I may still care, I definitely have the confidence and courage to face it.

Sure enough, encouragement from one's own people never achieves the best effect; it takes provocation from outsiders.

However, without his constant guidance, she wouldn't have been able to stay true to herself.

Time became Emilia's sole reliance and support, a situation that is neither necessarily good nor bad.

While Emilia might have collapsed and never recovered if it weren't for the timing, that wouldn't have happened to him.

He will always stay by Emilia's side.

"Is that so?" Priscilla lowered her eyes and said no more when she saw her rejuvenated appearance.

“Priscilla, I won’t thank you,” Shichen said.

"Hmph~ I don't understand what you're saying." Priscilla snorted coldly, pretending not to understand.

"Eh?"

Emilia paused for a moment, then looked at Priscilla in surprise: "You were just helping me?"

"Don't flatter yourself, I'm not that kind," Priscilla denied calmly.

"Really? Regardless of whether it's because of the timing or because you're truly a good person, I want to thank you for helping me strengthen my resolve." Emilia smiled slightly at Priscilla.

"...McRotov, should the meeting continue?" Priscilla ignored Emilia and questioned McRotov.

"...Now that Lady Priscilla and Lady Emilia have calmed down, let's return to the original topic—the War for the Throne. Regarding the selection of the king, I propose that each candidate participate in a council of wise men."

McCrotoff, unconcerned, declared again: "Then let's get to the issue. The issue, of course, is who can become king. The problem lies in the method of selecting the king. Although the Dragon Stone records that candidates should be gathered, it does not specify the selection method. In order to decide this matter, let's first ask each candidate about their commitment."

After McCrotoff finished speaking, he glanced at Marcus, and the knight who had received the message stepped forward.

"I dare to presume once again to continue this meeting. Each candidate has their own propositions and positions, and I ask that everyone in the hall first make them clear..."

As Marcus spoke, he first bowed deeply, then looked at Crusch.

"Well then, first of all, please welcome Lord Crusch. The knight is Felix Argyle!"

"Ah."

"Ok."

Phyllis jogged over to Crusch's side, and the two stood side by side.

Crusch spoke first: "The candidate for the throne, the head of the Duke of Karlsten's family, Crusch Karlsten."

"I am Lady Crusch's knight, Phyllis of House Argyle..."

"Fellow members of the Sages, this is the knight Felix Argyle."

Compared to Crusch, who confidently announced her name, Phyllis's attitude was rather frivolous. Marcus even corrected her name directly, causing her to lose her composure.

However, since it was a serious occasion, Phyllis didn't cause any trouble, and Crusch began her declaration.

Several candidates, including Emilia, truly have distinct personalities.

Crusch becoming queen is simply about solving the problem of the country still believing in the prophecies of the Dragon Stone. She wants to be the dragon and make the people of the country believe in her.

Priscilla is even simpler; all she needs is for everyone to obey her, and she is arrogant to the extreme.

Anastasia's reason was quite simple: she was originally from the lower class, a merchant, and became a queen simply to have more money.

However, perhaps because she had been given a small lesson by Shi Chen, her speech was somewhat timid, and she didn't dare to look at Shi Chen.

This appearance perfectly showcased her image as a person from the lower class to everyone.

The fourth speaker was Emilia, and Shichen, drawing everyone's attention, came to her side.

Chapter 513 The Witch's Threat

The declaration of a king candidate is not only a demonstration of their beliefs, but also a demonstration of their abilities.