Re:Zero -Starting Life in Zero

"Finally, it is Lord Felt and his squire knight Reinhard van Astraea."

Seeing that it was her turn, Felt temporarily withdrew from the competition for Green.

She scoffed and swaggered onto the throne.

Ferut glanced up at the sea of ​​nobles below the stage, her eyes filled with undisguised disgust.

"A reason to become king? That's laughable. If I ever actually became that king, I'd turn the whole kingdom upside down."

"Nobles, knights—destroy them all! Throw out all you dullards and rebuild a fascinating kingdom from the ruins!"

These words were like a thunderclap, and the nobles below the stage instantly erupted in uproar, with shouts of shock and anger rising one after another.

"What...what are you talking about?"

"This is outrageous! It shows a complete lack of manners!"

Among the wise men, only McCrotov maintained his kind and gentle smile.

Even though Ferut categorized him as a "dull fellow," his expression remained completely unchanged.

"Reinhard, your master is quite radical..."

Upon hearing this, the red-haired knight smiled gently and said with certainty, "One day, Lady Felt's words will reach everyone."

Unfortunately, the other bald old man in the sage's seat did not think so.

The old man gave Ferut a disgusted look.

Then, fixing his disgusted gaze on Emilia, his voice rough and harsh: "This is outrageous! What do you take this place for?!"

"If we are overthrown, the kingdom simply cannot function."

"What's the difference between the Astraea family's decision to recommend an orphan and the Mezas Border Count's foolish act of recommending a half-demon!"

Roswaal of the noble platoon responded coldly and displeasedly, "Calling half-elves half-demons is a bad habit."

The bald old man's thick eyebrows stood on end, and his tone became increasingly harsh.

"Hmph, silver-haired half-demon, isn't that the legendary 'Witch of Envy'? You should be grateful to be allowed into the Throne Room, don't you even understand that? You're utterly filthy!"

Emilia suddenly lowered her head, her pink cheeks scrunched up, and her clear eyes quickly filled with tears, looking so aggrieved that she seemed about to cry at any moment.

But she still instinctively grabbed Green's sleeve, not with much force, but with obvious pleading, afraid that he might cause trouble in a moment of impulsiveness.

Grimm took Emilia's trembling little hand in his and whispered in her ear:

"As your knight, I cannot tolerate anyone who makes you look so dejected. Please allow me to argue with him."

Emilia looked up at him, her slightly reddened purple eyes slowly filling with trust.

She nodded gently, her eyelashes still trembling slightly.

After receiving Emilia's approval, Grimm looked up and coldly gazed at the seats of the Sages.

sieve!

In an instant, beast-like markings appeared on half of Green's face, his scarlet pupils suddenly contracted, and his fangs loomed in and out of view.

This terrifying appearance lasted only a moment before he returned to his gentle and refined appearance as a young man.

But that fleeting, ferocious beastly pressure swept through the entire venue like a fierce gust of wind.

The nobles and guards who were physically weaker froze on the spot, their hair stood on end, and their blood seemed to freeze.

That's the gaze from the top of the food chain, the most primal fear in the human heart.

For a moment, the huge venue was completely silent, and even the air seemed to freeze.

Countless knights instinctively gripped the hilts of their swords, staring warily at the terrifying-looking boy.

Grimm led Emilia step by step to the center of the platform, his voice clear and cold, echoing in everyone's ears.

"Isn't it a bit arbitrary to say that sins should be inherited by people who look alike?"

The bald old man was also quite frightened, and now that he had regained his mobility, his anger was even greater.

"The calamities brought by the Witch of Envy are evident to all; everyone in the community considers the silver-haired half-elf to be an ominous sign!"

"According to your logic, all the crimes committed by the bald prisoners in the prison can be attributed to you? If that were the case, you would have been hanged long ago, you old man."

Green's tone was calm, but its sharpness should not be underestimated.

If Emilia hadn't been there, Green would usually start with "Mom".

The bald old man was furious. Pointing at Green, he shouted angrily, "That's sophistry!"

Green narrowed his eyes, shook his head slightly with a disappointed look, and his tone became somewhat low.

"Then what are you? Are you malicious slander?"

"It's strange, isn't it? A person's two eyes are clearly parallel, yet they can look at people unequally. A person's two ears are clearly separate, yet they always tend to believe only one side of the story..."

The Beast Prince's "Noble Etiquette" ability quietly activated, giving Green, who stood on the high platform, a majestic kingly aura, as if he were the monarch waiting to be crowned.

He raised his hand and pointed at the bald old man, his voice becoming sharp and critical.

"You who sit high in the seat of the wise, ask yourself honestly, are your actions truly wise?"

"Instead of confronting the Witch of Jealousy directly, he takes his anger out on an ordinary girl. How shameless."

With Grin by her side, Emilia's expression gradually became more determined, and her tense body relaxed.

She was particularly touched when she heard Green call her "an ordinary girl".

Her biggest wish is to be treated like an ordinary person.

"Please allow me to reintroduce myself to the esteemed members of the Sages' Council. My name is Emilia, and I am followed by a great elf who wields the magic of fire."

Emilia took a deep breath, her voice clear and resolute, carrying her own conviction.

"As you all have said, I am indeed a silver-haired half-elf."

"I know I will face prejudice because I share similarities with witches, but I don't want to deny all possibilities just because of that."

"You..." The bald old man was speechless for a moment, then pressed his chest hard as if he were about to die suddenly.

After listening to Grin and Emilia's words, Reinhardt and the other knights fell into deep thought, clearly moved by the words of the master and servant.

Even the gossipy nobles fell silent, with only a handful marveling at the existence of the "Great Spirit of Fire."

Finally, it was McCrotoff who broke the silence.

"Bordeaux, you should apologize to Lady Emilia."

The bald old man struggled for a moment, but in the end he gave up and bowed his head to Emilia.

"I was too arbitrary, please forgive me."

Before the kind-hearted Emilia could speak, Grimm raised his hand and covered her mouth.

"Emilia, don't forgive someone immediately just because they apologize. These despicable old bastards are the best at bullying kind people."

After saying that, Green led Emilia down from the throne platform.

If apologies were enough, what would be the point of having guards?

You bald guy, once Emilia becomes queen, I'll set up a separate eunuch club for you.

McCrotoff rose from the seat of the wise men and smiled kindly.

"You've found a wonderful servant, Lady Emilia."

"In any case, all the candidates are present this time. Now, I hereby declare the royal selection officially open!"

……

As the meeting concluded, people began to leave the venue one after another.

"You're holding on too tightly, Green..."

"I'm sorry, Emilia, I got a little carried away."

Green quickly let go of her hand and simply walked alongside Emilia.

Emilia looked at her empty hands with a hint of disappointment and muttered to herself, "Idiot Grin, it would have been fine if I had been a little gentler..."

"Grimm, over here!"

Rem was driving a dragon carriage to pick them up by the roadside.

Upon seeing Green, she involuntarily stood on tiptoe and waved vigorously; if she had a tail, it would probably be spinning around by now.

Grimm responded with a gentle smile and led Emilia over.

"Excuse me, gentlemen, please wait a moment!"

Just as they were about to board the dragon carriage, a group of guards blocked their way.

Green immediately shielded Emilia behind him.

"Is there something you need?"

The lead guard waved his hand hastily and hurriedly explained, "Don't be nervous, Mr. Green, it's just a small matter."

In the guard circle, this guy's reputation had long been known, and he was someone you absolutely couldn't offend.