The magic cards I made are absolutely flawless!

In contrast to the demons who are driven by desire, most elves exhibit the opposite behavior, with low levels of desire.

Many elves lack the desire to fight and grow stronger. Their combat talents are far less versatile than those of the demons, their reproductive abilities are much weaker, and they do not possess the powerful innate abilities of the vampires. Therefore, they pose little threat to the Chaos God.

Furthermore, it's not worthwhile to go to great lengths to exterminate the elves; this race doesn't even know if it might suddenly become extinct one day.

Nevertheless, some exceptionally gifted and eccentric elves, if they truly lived for a long time, might become unimaginably powerful.

If this red-haired man is an immortal being, then everything makes sense.

Moreover, it seems that both Princess Olivia and Icardinos knew, and were the only two who knew, an imperial legend about this red-haired man.

Princess Olivia seemed to be suppressing her excitement, but she had to force herself to remain calm as she spoke:

“Carlos’s actions were not at my behest. I sincerely apologize for offending such a legendary figure as yourself.”

Everyone knows that Princess Olivia is not stupid.

She shouldn't be afraid right now; she shouldn't even have time to suppress her joy!

While the red-haired man's statement seemed to be questioning Princess Olivia, in reality, Olivia's ancestor, being a close friend of the red-haired man, and from the red-haired man's personal standpoint, must have hoped that the legitimate royal lineage could inherit the throne!

Although Isabelle may have been suppressing other emotions in this performance, which made Dekan feel extremely uncomfortable during their scenes together, she did indeed do a perfect job as Dekan requested.

At this moment, it was not hard to notice that Queen Icardinos's expression had turned slightly unpleasant.

Even though she had tried her best to win the red-haired man's favor, she couldn't change the fundamental stance of this imperial elder!

Dekan naturally knew how to act at this point.

He turned back to Icardinos and said:

"Please don't worry, I admire you, even though it goes against my personal wishes. But in my mission here, I must be objective and impartial, and I will never favor either of you."

After these words were spoken, even Menellios couldn't help but glance at Pritzker.

The identity and stance of this mysterious red-haired man became increasingly clear through his interactions with Princess Olivia, and at this moment, he finally uttered a definitive statement!

However, Pritzker was determined to be a coward at this moment, and no one could persuade him otherwise!

"Sir, now that you've appeared here... what do you want us to do?"

At this point, Isabel knew that her master's perfect lie was almost complete, so she cooperated and humbly asked the final question.

At this moment, Menellis could hardly find any reason to question the red-haired man's strength, danger, identity, or stance.

All that's missing is the master's final performance and the final evidence to settle the strings!

"Hmph, you don't need to be so respectful to me. In terms of status, I am just a minor honorary duke appointed by the emperor of this land many years ago."

Dekan leaned his weight on his cane as if recalling the past, adopting a languid yet elegant posture.

"Although my title and official position are more of a nominal honor, and I have no fiefdom granted, and even my name has been forgotten by the world, would you allow me to reveal this past to everyone?"

Dekan bowed slightly to Princess Olivia.

Olivia shuddered slightly as if she had been electrocuted, but quickly nodded, indicating that she would like to hear more.

He bowed to Queen Icardinos again, and she nodded in return.

Dekan thought to himself: I told you the truth about what happened between Lenn and Delois on the land of the Holy Kingdom. Now the dynasty has changed, but the land remains the same. If the people of the Empire misunderstand it as something from the past of the Empire, that's none of my business.

Seeing this, Dekan slowly walked to the center of the church and began to tell a story like a wandering poet:

"The founding emperor of this land once told a close friend that because the friend lived a long life, if the emperor's descendants became tyrants, or if a situation arose that required someone to uphold justice, it should be left to that close friend to make the judgment."

Then Dekan looked at the ninth-tier abyss mage Pritzker and asked, as if he had found an interesting audience member to interact with:

"Mr. Pritzker, how much of the story I just told you do you think is true and how much is false?"

Pritzker shuddered when he was suddenly called out.

“This is absolutely true; every word you say is true.”

Pritzker raised his head and answered honestly.

He dared not ignore the red-haired man's words.

Fortunately, the red-haired man did not make things difficult for him, and his stance seemed to be neutral as well.

Pritzker's stable magical state proved that he had not chosen to lie out of fear of the red-haired man.

"Goo."

Everyone couldn't help but swallow hard.

All of this proves that the red-haired man has been genuine from the moment he appeared until now!

As everyone's hearts pounded, the red-haired man continued speaking:

"For example, right now, the empire has two empresses, and neither of them is willing to submit to the other."

"If we really fight to the death, is that truly the best outcome for the empire?"

So what do we do in this situation?

After asking two questions, Dekan's expression suddenly turned cold. He tapped his cane on the ground, and the crisp echo reverberated throughout the church like muffled thunder!

He seemed to be questioning everyone's incompetence, how a once mighty empire had fallen to such a state that no one could take charge!

Dekan surveyed the crowd in the church, as if he could see right through them. No one dared to meet his gaze, afraid that he would see through their inner weakness.

Finally, Dekan sighed, his disappointment with the Empire replaced by an overwhelmingly domineering tone.

"Then a truly powerful person is needed to oversee all of this."

"Who becomes emperor is up to him."

These crazy words, spoken with such certainty, made the hearts of everyone in the Imperial court leap!

No one can imagine what kind of punishment would have been meted out to anyone who dared to say such things to Queen Icardinos a month ago!

But all of this happened too fast. First, the capital was captured, and then it faced the crisis of complete destruction. Finally, at this moment, an even more terrifying and mysterious imperial entity emerged.

But at this moment, he finally revealed his identity and purpose.

"The founding emperor named this official position 'Emperor Selection Minister'."

Dekan's expression was unwavering, his eyes revealing an untamed arrogance.

He appeared to be a humble nobleman loyal to the empire, yet he made no attempt to conceal his disdain for the throne.

This contradictory temperament of elegance and arrogance is fully displayed in him!

Everyone present listened as he continued speaking:

"And I am that elector minister."

******

Author's Note:

I'm sorry, I was really out of sorts today, and I only just managed to finish writing this now... There might be some awkward phrasing or other issues, I'll revise them as soon as I wake up...

( 'oωo` )

351 Please do not summon gods in formal duels.

In the vast church, the imperial nobles, though their expressions were filled with fear, could not hide a hint of reverence as they gazed at this ancient imperial official.

Despite his terrifying appearance, the red-haired man stood as a steadfast beacon for the empire amidst its turbulent times.

At least, with him around, the capital city will not face destruction today!

And this group of Chaos Gods would certainly be wary of his authority and dare not disregard imperial power in this way again.

After telling the story, Dekan first glanced at Pritzker, the commander of the First Army Corps of the Reich.

Pritzker abruptly stood up and bowed to Dekan.

"Elector, as you say, I admire you greatly! You are a role model for our imperial soldiers, and I, Pritzker, will take any instructions you give as gospel!"

He spoke very tactfully to Dekan, each word spoken with force and conviction, as if from the bottom of his heart.

These words caused the other legion commanders present to twitch at the corners of their eyes.

This guy clearly had a stance of never surrendering to any faction before, but now he's practically snatching the cane from the red-haired man's hand and swearing allegiance!

However, Pritzker's magic remained perfectly stable when he responded, which meant that Pritzker's words were true and his identity as the Elector was beyond doubt!

"The empire still has talented people."

Dekan nodded in satisfaction.

Little Pusser is still so sensible.

The path in this world is wider now.

No wonder he was given the name of sincerity by the devil back then.

Dekan's gaze then casually swept over the other legion commanders present.

The imperial powerhouses, whose stances were previously ambiguous or somewhat wavering, immediately followed Pritzker's example and bowed to Dekan without a second thought, regardless of whether Dekan saw them or not.

In this situation, neither choosing to side with Icardinos nor with Olivia will make a difference.

But standing next to this elector minister is definitely the right thing to do!

He is not only neutral, but also the true and absolute ruler of the empire!

He was the true savior who rescued these imperial people from their predicament.

"..."

Even Menellis's expression on the notice board couldn't help but change slightly.

The situation has become so volatile that even if he managed to avoid mutual destruction with Icardinos, it has slipped out of his control.

The powerful and unfathomable Elector, coupled with the entire Imperial Army that was instantly unified, now seems to be the symbol of the rules.

The position of the electoral minister is neutral, which also means that no one can disobey it.

Otherwise, the chosen minister would inevitably side with the other party.

Even Menelius was unsure whether he could truly win if he were to face Icardinos, along with the Elector and the commanders of the First and Second Army Groups—four ninth-ranked warriors—even if he activated [Chaos Liberation].

Mier, standing behind Icardinos, feigned a serious expression, trying her best to cooperate with Dekan's performance, but in her heart she was cursing Dekan for being so damn into character.