Reject me, you damn woman.

Why did she feel like the others had already discussed this?

Wouldn't they have started a small faith network behind their backs?

"But it's not over yet, Celitia. We have conditions."

At this time, someone else said.

"I know. I will let Lin En give everyone an explanation."

Celitia said seriously.

Unexpectedly, the nun who made the suggestion immediately retorted:

"It doesn't matter what happens. We are not bishops anyway. You two can handle it."

“Our request is…”

"Once we have resolved the misunderstanding with Lin En, as a reward, you have to lend him to us for one night."

"And you are not allowed to participate!"

How.....How could this happen? !

Celia, who was originally so moved that she was about to cry, was really about to cry now, and her feeling of being moved disappeared in an instant.

This was the original purpose of these guys, absolutely!

Imagining that Lynn was imprisoned in the room by his companions, with singing and music playing everywhere, and that she could only stand outside the door and do nothing but pray like last time, Celitia began to feel pain.

"Are you going to agree or not?"

"Promise, I promise!"

Celitia could only sign this humiliating treaty in humiliation.

At the same time, her heart became more determined.

Things have come to this point and there is no turning back.

I must believe firmly and save Lynn!

After seeing that the distribution of the church judges had finally returned to normal, Hedwig, who was sitting in the main seat, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

However, when she saw that Lin En was also relieved, the smile on her face unconsciously stiffened a little.

Good boy, they are all competing for you, but you still feel disgusted with them, right?

However, we can finally move on to the next step.

At this moment, the fifth prince Xervis, who was sitting opposite Historia, suddenly noticed something and turned to Hedwig and asked:

"Sister Hedwig, why are there only five clergymen here?"

After hearing what Xervis said, everyone who had originally focused their attention on Lin En realized that each of the five crown princes had a priest from the church behind them, except for Hedwig, who still had no one behind her. However, the priests of the church did not seem to have any intention of explaining this, as if it was a matter of course.

"Ah, of course there are only five,"

Hearing this, Hedwig laughed softly and said elegantly and calmly:

"Because you are the only ones who will participate in the selection of the crown prince. I will not participate in it."

"what?!"

Hearing this, everyone present was a little surprised.

The eldest princess of the empire, the princess who had contributed the most to maintaining the operation of the empire during the emperor's serious illness, Hedwig, had always been the most respected elder sister in the hearts of all the crown princes.

She actually said now that she would not participate in the king election? !

How could everyone not be surprised by this?

Even Lin En didn't expect this to happen.

But Hedwig herself was quite calm about this. She spoke softly with a peaceful smile on her face, almost as if it was a matter of course:

"I'm sorry to disappoint you all, but I'm not too disappointed. After all, everyone should know what's going on. I won't be accompanying you in this game. After all, "

She gently lifted a strand of her long silver hair that made her look a little sickly:

"This silver hair is proof that I am not qualified."

The atmosphere in the field fell silent, and Lin En seemed to sense something and released his perception, which was as he expected.

Everyone present had more or less characteristics of magic or holy power, except Hedwig, who sat in the main seat and presided over the situation.

Her body was clean and transparent from the inside out, like a piece of white paper without any color painted on it.

So that’s it.

Lynn understood instantly.

The Norton family, which is rich in dragon blood, would have a bloodless Norton like himself who has no bloodline.

The Fire Rose Royal Family, which is rich in fire arcanists, will also give birth to weak children without any arcane talent.

Lynn suddenly understood why other people had completely different attitudes towards Historia and Hedwig.

It has nothing to do with power or personality background.

In a world with extraordinary powers, a monarch may not be the strongest, but he definitely cannot be an ordinary person with nothing.

Hedwig, who had no magical talent and was born a mortal, was destined to never ascend to the throne.

On the contrary, Historia, who possesses endless potential, will be a thorn in the side of all the crown princes as long as she grows up healthily.

Hedwig, a mortal being, posed no threat at all.

Perhaps this was the main reason why the Fire Rose Emperor, after falling seriously ill, chose to hand over the affairs of the empire to his daughter.

A person who was destined to never ascend the throne had to bear heavy obligations that she should not have to bear from a very young age, and enjoy power that could be taken away at any time.

How cruel.

Thinking of this, the empress mother who had clearly told Lin En's original self that he was not capable of anything at the beginning suddenly became like a kind mother.

Hedwig herself didn't care much about the shock of the others. She turned to Celidia and said with a smile:

"Thank you for your help. From now on, someone will be responsible for entertaining you. If you don't want to stay longer, someone will send you back to the church. Can you please leave the rest of your time to me and my brothers and sisters so that we can talk about some private topics?"

Celitia nodded.

This was what we had agreed upon before.

Today's gathering is just an opening. All of you in the church are just here to make a show. There is no need to stay long.

However, Celitia herself had no plans to leave any time soon.

After all, I still have something to explain to someone.

At the same time, Behrens, who was sitting opposite, also had his eyes lit up.

God really was helping him. If Celitia had returned to the church directly, Behrens wouldn't have known what to do.

But since there was a chance that the church members might stay here, this was his chance to expose Lynn.

After all, I didn't come here alone.

He glanced at Ferdinand behind him, who nodded silently.

This time, Behrens plans to change his thinking. If Celitia refuses to see him, then he will let someone else talk to her.

Could she really not see anyone?

Moreover, the church's announcement of the royal election was just an interlude. Everyone knew that the so-called "private conversation between brothers and sisters" that followed was the real finale that should not be missed today.

After the people from the church left, Hedwig looked around and asked with a smile:

"Sorry, everyone. You've been waiting for a long time. We are the only ones here now. The barrier to block visitors has been set up in advance. Please feel free to speak freely if you have anything to say."

Historia's eyes lit up. She had been waiting for these words for a long time.

Everything that happened before didn’t matter. The purpose of her coming this time was originally for family matters and to inquire about her father’s affairs.

She was about to speak:

"Hyde..."

"In that case, let's take this opportunity to discuss the division of power during the royal election. I think it would be a good idea to evenly distribute the various districts of Rose City to each crown prince."

The second prince, who was sitting next to Hedwig, suddenly spoke.

"Ha, are you kidding me, Rosslet? Has your head been crushed by muscles? Why should we reallocate with you?"

“I also think this is inappropriate.”

Hilteria and Berens immediately objected. Although Roslet had a military background, the military's influence was very far away from the imperial city. On the contrary, Hilteria and Berens had considerable control over the upper and lower classes in many areas of the imperial city because of their personal or family influence.

Hand over the territory under your control to others, and then be bullied by soldiers who came out of nowhere?

They are not that stupid.

"I'm not asking for your opinions. The host is Hedwig, isn't she?"

Rosslet said indifferently.

"Okay, okay, everyone, stop arguing. Brother Rosslet didn't mean that either. Can we collectively and evenly distribute and limit our resources? Otherwise, it will hurt the harmony."

The fifth prince, Xervis, also spoke softly, but everyone was silent.

Obviously, if the collective power is restricted, the three people who each have their own strengths will be restricted. On the contrary, the weaker Zeves and Historia will take advantage of the opportunity and naturally no one will respond.

"I can trade some intelligence for some caravan sponsorship information, Hilteria."

"Go find Berens. I'm not interested in doing any business with a bunch of scum like you."

"You... Humph, Brother Rosslet, ignore this crazy woman. We can learn more about it later."

"Wow, I'm sorry everyone, I haven't been able to speak since I was a child, but I can..."

Everyone at the long table, who were a little restrained at first, gradually became relaxed.

Countless wealth, intrigues and the rise and fall of countless family forces flow in this small room, and some of them may even determine the future direction of this country.

Even Hedwig, who did not participate in the king election, watched all this with a smile, and only occasionally mediated the atmosphere that was about to become dangerous.

Only Historia could not fit into this environment.

Compared with the lofty topics of her brothers and sisters, she seemed so reserved and petty as she just wanted to ask about her father's situation.

Only then did Historia realize that the family affairs in her memory seemed to be different from what her brothers had said.

She seemed like an outsider.

In other words, she seemed like an outsider from the beginning to the end.

She wanted to stand up and ask questions several times, but was either interrupted or no one listened.

The little princess became more and more silent, and finally she just slowly sat back in her seat in the corner without attracting anyone's attention.

The pair of delicate fists in white silk gloves suddenly clenched slowly, as if they had made some kind of decision.

"Are you done yet?"

Historia slammed the table, and the quarreling crown princes collectively paused and looked at their youngest sister.

"Why, why can you guys chat so enthusiastically?"

"Aren't we supposed to be talking about family matters? Aren't we supposed to be discussing things between brothers?!"

Historia's voice trembled.

"But why, why does no one care about Dad?"

"Isn't he still alive? He should not be dead yet. Are you guys starting to divide up your forces and think about dividing up the inheritance?"

She glared at the second prince fiercely:

"Roslett, you promised Dad that you would not let your military mother's people enter the imperial capital. Did you do it?"

"Sister Hilteria, you don't want to participate in these discussions, so what are you doing?"

"Behrens, you make me sick."

"Xevis, do you have to use that pretentious tone even when talking to your brother?!"

"elder sister,"