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Anastasia knew she was a businesswoman and didn't care about such comments.

Crusch openly admitted that he wanted to change the pro-dragon tradition of the Kingdom of Lugnica.

However, both Felt and Priscilla were provoked.

"Hey! You bastard, who are you calling a brat?! Waaaaah!"

Just as Felt was about to get angry, Reinhard covered her mouth with his glove.

He gave a wry smile: "Lord Felt, please be polite to Lord Weiming."

No one paid any attention to Priscilla, who frowned and questioned, "Who are you to dare use such sarcastic words to describe me?"

Wei Ming looked at her calmly: "You think there's a problem with what I said? Then let me ask you a question: what do you think this is?"

Before he knew it, a bright red object appeared in his hand.

The moment the crowd saw what he was holding, it was an enticingly colored apple.

They were puzzled.

What kind of question is this? How could anyone not recognize an apple?

Priscilla's attendant, Al, twitched his brow beneath his helmet, sensing that his mistress was about to embarrass herself.

It was beyond everyone's expectations.

Priscilla stared at the apple for a moment, then voiced her guess: "What is this? Some kind of fruit?"

"...obstruction"

The entire room fell silent.

Everyone looked at Priscilla with suspicion, trying to discern whether she was joking.

But what silenced them even more was that she seemed to be genuinely thinking about it.

"Pfft!"

Felt completely forgot about Weiming's evaluation of her, and after pushing Reinhard away, she laughed without any regard for her image.

"Hahaha, you arrogant fellow, you don't even recognize an apple?"

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Chapter 515 The Dragon Descends, Polkenica! [Requesting monthly votes, ratings, flowers, and subscriptions!]

"Don't make me laugh, apples are white fruits." Priscilla scoffed at Felt's reply.

She clearly remembers that apples are white.

“This must be some kind of fruit that I have never seen before,” she said with certainty.

however.

That confident expression froze after Weiming peeled the apple, revealing the familiar white fruit.

In front of her, Weiming presented the apple to Emilia's glistening lips.

At his prompting glance, Emilia parted her soft lips and took a small bite.

"Is this apple sweet?" Wei Ming asked with a light laugh.

"Mmm, it's very sweet." Emilia nodded obediently.

"How can this be?!"

Priscilla refused to believe that the apples she knew were red.

In a moment of panic, she ran towards Emilia, snatched the apple from her hand, and took a big bite without any regard for her image.

They try to verify their own understanding and experimentation.

But the moment she took a bite, Priscilla trembled, her eyes wide, staring at the apple in her hand as she backed away step by step.

“It really is an apple…” Priscilla murmured, unable to comprehend it.

Wei Ming shrugged: "See? You've been spoiled too much. The apples you eat are always peeled. What makes you a giant baby aristocrat who doesn't know anything a worthy king?"

"..."

Many people fell silent.

Judging from Priscilla's performance, this is indeed the case.

But they still dared not speak out.

The wise man felt that the royal selection had become absurd due to the unexplained intrusion, so he frowned and stopped the farce from continuing.

"Sir, isn't your language rather impolite? And what about your status...?"

Wei Ming, however, was too lazy to listen to this group's ramblings and raised a hand to stop him from continuing.

Then everyone heard him say, "I think this royal selection can be ended quickly."

"The dragon, Polkenica, right? How about we send it out and let it choose the king itself?"

"???"

Everyone thought he was crazy. How could the dragon be summoned with just a word?

however.

As the unspoken words fell.

A massive blue magical force erupted in the venue.

A huge blue sphere of light appeared in the sky above the venue.

"Ok?"

The chosen ones, puzzled, pulled out their badges, whose light flashed intensely.

next moment.

A giant blue sphere of light revealed the silhouette of a dragon.

And the sphere of light rapidly shrank, making the dragon's silhouette clearer.

It is enormous, with a deep blue body and a pair of huge horns and wings.

"Divine Dragon!!!"

The members of the Sages' Guild stared wide-eyed.

The knights and nobles watched in disbelief as the dragon descended.

As people of the Dragon Kingdom, how could they not know about the existence of the divine dragon?

Before they could even be shocked by the appearance of the dragon, a scene that utterly astonished them unfolded.

The small, weak dragon was seen prostrating itself before Weiming, as if in submission.

“I, Polkenica, offer my deepest respects to Your Excellency.”

"!!!"

This moment.

Apart from March 7th and a few others, everyone else's heads were buzzing.

Why would a dragon offer respect to a person? And even kneel in a deep bow!

Their shock was their business; Wei Ming nodded casually: "You are the dragon of this country, and the selection of the king was also your prophecy, so can you decide on the king now?"

"this…"

Polkenica was terrified.

Being watched by an unimaginable being was incredibly stressful; he was terrified that a single wrong word would be fatal.

Wei Ming was helpless when he saw that he seemed to be terrified, because he really hadn't done anything.

I just invited it over with a single sentence, without even releasing any momentum. Who knew this thing was so timid?

Helpless, he could only say, "Don't think too much. I won't kill you. Just end this farcical royal selection as soon as possible, it's really tiring to watch."

"Yes!"

Polkenica felt relieved after receiving an unexplained message.

He felt that such a statement was more important than a promise or contract made by an ordinary person.

then.

Its dragon eyes swept over the five chosen ones in turn.

The disappointment in his eyes was self-evident.

It can see things that others cannot.

Ferut, Anastasia, and Priscilla are all marked by their unsuitability.

Only Crusch and Emilia are more suitable.