Reject me, you damn woman.

finally.......

After a long wait and long preparation, it is finally about to begin.

Everyone, no longer needing to care for their brothers and sisters, no longer needing to show mercy, no longer needing to hide their desires, rushing towards that position with all their might, a bloody and sacred ritual,

Royal choice!

Hedwig, who was in the first position, said with great regret:

"I'm sorry, everyone. I've tried my best, but unfortunately, our common sister, Historia, still hasn't refused to participate in the imperial election. Her will is very firm and cannot be shaken."

"Sister Hedwig, we all know this is very regrettable, but it's not your fault. Please announce the royal election soon!"

Behrens urged.

The others also nodded. The crown princes could no longer conceal their emotions. All they wanted to hear now was about the imperial election. Their eyes had already seen the throne that had been vacant for eight years!

"All right,"

Hedwig had no choice but to nod. Then, her tone became solemn and serious, like the chief judge in a court of law raising a gavel:

"Since everyone is so eager, I, the eldest daughter of the Bayer Empire, the acting royal councilor of the palace, and the witness of the royal election ceremony, Hedwig Bayer, hereby announce that the Holy Royal Election..."

I'm coming!

Serve it up quickly!!!

Everyone is impatient!!!

Urgent, urgent, urgent!

Hedwig finally said the following:

"Here, postponed."

It was as if the gavel of judgment had been struck and everything had settled.

The atmosphere in the secret room, which seemed to be on the verge of burning, suddenly became as silent as death.

After a long while, Behrens finally opened his mouth, as if he couldn't believe his ears.

"She just mentioned the Royal Selection Ceremony. What?"

Hedwig, who was sitting at the main seat, could only rub her brows helplessly:

"Sorry, everyone. I tried hard, but Shia insisted on her choice."

........

At the same time, outside the secret room.

"You said the imperial election will not begin. Are you okay? Without such a formidable competitor like me, they will be overjoyed. They will definitely start the election before we change our minds to prevent us from regretting it."

Historia just felt that Lynn's confidence was inexplicable.

Although Lynn had emphasized at the beginning that she played a huge role, she was not naive enough to think that the country could not function without her.

"Don't worry, Historia-sama,"

Lin En patted the other person's head:

"Although compared to your brothers and sisters, you don't have the bravery of His Highness Roslet, the decisiveness of His Highness Hilteria, the background of Berens, or the scheming of His Highness Zevis, not to mention His Highness Hedwig, I'm afraid you can't even compare to her."

"Then I really thank you......"

Historia agreed through gritted teeth.

"You're welcome, but both you and them have overlooked one point, which is the most fundamental element of competition or games."

Lynn suddenly smiled wickedly.

He had to thank His Highness Berens for reminding him of this.

The imperial selection can undoubtedly be understood as an ultra-luxurious competition or game among the crown princes.

Its prize is the most luxurious super prize in this country, and even in the world.

That is the throne of a superpower dominating the north.

But its essence remains unchanged.

To build a competition or game, its most basic elements are always essential.

What is the most essential and critical element of competition?

Is it new and interesting?

Is it the audience who cheers and shouts that provide emotional value?

Is he a fair, strict, absolutely just and impartial judge?

Big mistake!

These are just icing on the cake.

The core of games and competitions are players and contestants!

No matter how exciting, thrilling and attractive the games and competitions are, if no one participates, they will remain rootless.

Princess Historia, it is true that compared with her peers, she is very outstanding, but compared with those royal brothers and sisters, she is simply terrible. Compared with any crown prince, there is a considerable gap.

But Lynn was also right, she was crucial.

After all, this imperial election clearly stated at the beginning,

It belongs to "all" the crown princes.

The meaning of all is that if any one of them is missing, it is not all.

Therefore, even someone as ambitious as Hilteria, and even someone with a good background as Behrens, had to be patient and wait for their little sister to return from the distant purple gold flower.

Even Her Highness Hedwig, the eldest daughter who could not attend, was given a seat as a "witness".

But now, the little sister they had been waiting for for a long time, in a fit of anger and impulse, followed some stinky man and refused to participate in the imperial election.

Yes, what Lynn said was “refusal to participate”, not “voluntary giving up”.

The meanings of these four words are completely different.

The latter is a state that can be achieved after the start, which is very vague and ambiguous, while the former is a state that must be achieved before the start.

Historia now is like the third bad card player waiting for confirmation in Landlord, the fourth player in Mahjong who refuses to play a card, LOL... no, it's the tenth super bastard who is blocked in the Glory ranking match, the little bully who blocks everyone's loading progress in CSGO, and Ruozhi who goes in and out of the big world in Genshin Impact and forces people to read the bar.

Everyone dislikes her, everyone hopes she will leave, everyone hopes she will get out as soon as possible.

But everyone needs her.

Because without her, this game can't be played at all!

"Well... although I was able to discover it so quickly thanks to His Highness Berens, but apart from His Highness Hedwig, no one else discovered it. That's why I said that the crown princes of the Fire Rose are no better than this."

Lynn shook his head regretfully.

"They seemed to think I was mocking their talents or vision, but I was just saying that. Actually, this is it."

He raised his hand...

.........

Inside the secret room, after listening to Hedwig's explanation, all the crown princes were stunned.

They could not believe that the imperial election, for which they had been eagerly awaiting, was postponed for such an inexplicable reason.

Seeing Hedwig getting up and preparing to leave, Behrens finally couldn't sit still anymore.

"Wait a minute, Sister Hedwig!"

Berens stood up, trying to make a final struggle, grabbing Hedwig's arm, and said in a very dissatisfied tone:

"Can't we start the imperial election first? We can just assume Historia's participation is fine. She's already voluntarily refused, right?"

Hearing this, Hedwig just looked at Behrens holding her hand. After a moment, she sighed helplessly:

"Behrens, my lovely brother, am I too gentle with you, or are the guys behind you impatient and putting too much pressure on you? You are so proud of yourself that you even forget yourself and talk to your sister in this way."

She raised her eyes slightly and looked at Berens, who was a head taller than her. Her eyes were kind and her tone was gentle and soft:

"Have you forgotten that you are not yet the emperor of this country? Are you so impatient to rebel against the rules set by the previous emperor?"

Behrens was suddenly horrified, trembled all over, and quickly let go of his hand.

This accusation is too big. Not only him, but even the forces and family behind him cannot afford it.

Damn Hedwig, she actually threatened me with this reason!

As Hedwig left, the second person to take action was Hilteria, who had been abnormally silent for a long time.

"Hehe, hahahaha!"

Hilteria stood up and laughed, looking at Berens with contempt:

"My fourth brother, you really gave me a good show. My Chamber of Commerce's circus is still in need of an ace who can throw balls and entertain people. Are you interested?"

"Hilteria!"

Berens was immediately furious. He thought Hilteria was laughing at his ugly behavior of being frightened by Hedwig.

"Don't get me wrong. I'm not talking about you just now. After all, I'm not much better. I do have some self-awareness. I just think it's very funny that you helped your opponent a lot without realizing it."

Hilteria said calmly.

"I... helped my opponent?"

Behrens was puzzled.

"Is not it?"

Hilteria sneered.

"If you hadn't threatened to send Historia to the Purple Flower forever, that guy might not have caught the loophole in this rule so quickly."

She shook her head and smiled again.

"But what's even more ridiculous is that none of us, except Sister Hedwig, noticed such an obvious loophole. After all, Father's order was so clear, 'The selection of the king will not begin until all the crown princes are in place.'"

Looking at Berens, who seemed to have just woken up from a dream, with a face full of regret and lips trembling with anger, Hilteria sighed helplessly:

"My brother, looking at you now, I feel that what that guy said might be true. Maybe we are really just like this."

"It's shameful to be unable to defeat those monsters with dragon blood."

Behrens immediately retorted.

"A monster with dragon blood?"

Hilteria was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help looking at Behrens with sympathy.

"Do you still think that guy was talking about talent?"

"He was talking about this place."

As she spoke, Hilteria raised her right arm, which was wrapped in a red silk glove with elegant lines, and stretched out her slender index finger, then lightly tapped Behrens' head. Then, in the latter's confused eyes, she walked away.

There was not even a second left to pay attention to these clowns. The real trouble had just begun. She had to seize the initiative!

.........

At the same time, Lynn also put down the hand that was pointing at Historia's head, patted her shoulder, and smiled brightly:

"So, now, please be proud like a real princess, Historia-sama."

"Now, the offensive and defensive situations are different."

"In order to get this imperial election contest started as soon as possible,"

"It's their turn,"

"I'm coming to lick you!"

........

ps: The end of the previous chapter actually played with the "Saber voluntarily split the Holy Grail" and "Lancer voluntarily withdrew from the Holy Grail War" plot, but it seems that the young author has some problems with the writing, and no one seems to get it, scratching their heads.......