The Disqualified Young Master Will Not Bow to the Villainous Female Lead

After hearing this, Faro felt a chill in his heart.

"No no...."

Fortunately, Claire came with him this time.

Fortunately, she didn't do anything extra this time.

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a few days later.

On the Lumenlaka Islands, protected by the Dark Moon.

The royal magic airship, Radiance, flew through the elemental turbulence and soared above the island.

Its destination was not the Lucarea School of Magic.

Instead, it is located in the capital of Austrian magic, Liuhuimaishi, which is one hundred kilometers northwest of the academy.

It may not be the most powerful city in the world.

But definitely one of the greatest cities in the world.

For thousands of years, Myscir has existed as the political center of the Circle of Arcane. It not only advocates enlightenment and progress, but also guides the progress of Arcane magic and theoretical innovation. It also created the cradle of mages all over the world, the Lucarea Academy.

In the Star Tower standing in this city, the Council of the Arcane Ring has been fighting against outside life, extra-dimensional creatures, chaotic evil clans and corrupted wizards since ancient times, acting as the defender of mankind with a calm and wise vision.

The Radiance stopped at the airport next to the Star Tower.

There was already someone there to greet us.

Eustace Elliot, leading a team of elemental guards, had been waiting for a long time.

He is handsome, young and promising, and as the eldest son of the Eustace family, he should be full of vigor and vitality.

But now his eyes were deep and his face was full of vicissitudes that were not consistent with his age.

"Long time no see, Your Highness Shasilis."

Seeing the people from the magic airship coming down, Elliot bowed and greeted them.

"Long time no see, Elliot."

The person who came was Shasilis, the second prince of the Kavia Empire.

He had a sincere smile on his face, the kind of smile that only appears when meeting an old friend.

But his majesty was not diminished at all, and his demeanor revealed an elegant royal temperament.

But for some reason, Elliot always felt that his walking posture was a little strange.

It feels like my butt is swollen.

ps: Today's update is a little late, I will try to post the second update before 12 o'clock

Chapter 6 Elliot

"It doesn't have to be this way."

In response to Elliot's salute, the second prince smiled and waved his hand.

"Now you are no longer a field mage of the Rusted Regiment, nor are you my subordinate."

"Have you forgotten how to be your parliamentary prince?"

Sasilis was very open.

He reached out and patted Elliot's shoulder like an old friend.

The two of them walked side by side naturally.

Elliot's expression changed instantly, he frowned and said in a deep voice:

"There is no such thing as a crown prince in the Arcane Ring, and I have no intention of becoming a crown prince."

“And I hate that title.”

He looked straight at Shashilis, without any fear on his face.

"Don't take it seriously, I was just saying it casually."

The two of them got into the carriage, escorted by servants and guards.

"Didn't you inform the Council that I was coming?"

asked Shacilis.

"No."

"I don't want them to know that you met with me alone."

"Ah."

The second prince gave a playful smile.

"You wrote to invite me to come quickly, and you specifically kept the Arcane Ring Council from knowing." He raised an eyebrow. "This is an unacknowledged meeting."

"Yes."

"What do you want to do?"

"Let's talk about it when we get there."

Elliot took a long breath, leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes.

After arriving at the destination, the two got off the car.

Even though the hotel in front of him had been cleared out and Elliot had specially arranged for legal guards to serve inside.

But there was still a group of disguised extraordinary strong men following them closely.

These two people are direct descendants of the leaders of the current powerful countries in mainland China, so of course no mistakes can be made.

According to common sense, they should have been the future leaders of their respective countries.

But now...their position is actually a bit awkward.

The second prince, Shasilis, had more factional power than the eldest prince, Primas, and should have been the most likely person to become the new emperor.

However, he failed to grasp the right measure and made his faction too big. He also ran into the Emperor's gun because of competing with a count for a woman. As a result, he was deprived of his inheritance rights, which is really a pity.

Elliot, the grandson of the former speaker of the Ring of Arcane, had no bad record. He had been on the battlefield, was intelligent and steady, had a high prestige in his generation, and his attainments in magic were second only to the 'Elemental Saint' Leshiti.

However, his biggest problem in inheriting the position of Grand Speaker is not internal or external obstacles, but... he may not live longer than the former Speaker Milgrom.

That's right, Milgrom lived for too long. Even the members of the Arcane Ring had been replaced twice, but his body was still strong.

After all, he is an unrivaled strong man from the time faction who can control the flow of time in his body. How could he die so easily?

Under escort, the two came deep underground to the hotel.

In any country, high-end hotels frequented by nobles usually have secret rooms in the basement, which are used to discuss things that cannot be heard by others.

The four walls of the spy room are made of forbidden obsidian and are indestructible.

There are two sofas facing each other in the center of the room, with a fixed coffee table in the middle.

The two of them took their seats.

"Now you can tell me what you want from me," asked Shasilis.

"What do you think of the army's performance when the Empire was engaged in a tug-of-war with the demons a few months ago?"

Elliot's face was grim as he asked in a deep voice, "I'm not referring to how well the soldiers fought or how many demons they killed. Those achievements will not be counted on the soldiers, but will be taken away by the officers."

"I'm asking about the status of the warriors, whether they have enough enchanted arrows, ammunition, and potions."

"Excuse me, Elliot." The second prince had a complicated expression. "I know you volunteered to fight alongside the soldiers on the front line, so you may have developed some feelings for them."

"But my camp is thirty kilometers away from the front line. If we don't do this, we will be affected by the large-scale war spells of the demons. So I don't have any real feelings about what you said."

"If you feel that the equipment and rations of the soldiers on the front lines need to be improved, you only need to submit a report, and the commanders of the major regiments will not have any objection to this."

Elliot's face became increasingly gloomy, his brows furrowed, and his tone was indignant, "No, Shasilis, I have already submitted the report. You misunderstood my meaning. I am not blaming the Empire! It's... "

The second prince was frightened by him.

Elliot is not usually like this. He has shown extraordinary maturity and calmness since he was a child. He never seems to show any particularly emotional behavior.

What happened to him today?

"But...ah..." A hint of darkness flashed in Elliot's eyes, and his voice gradually lowered.

"I heard about this before the war started. All the reserve supplies and equipment for this war were sold by the Arcane Ring."

Shasilis was stunned and seemed to understand something.

"I didn't even need to investigate anything. I was at the frontline at the time. I only needed to ask the quartermaster to find out that it was the Arcane Ring that bribed the relevant person in charge and raised the price of supplies."

"After the temporary ceasefire, I learned from the parliament that the instigator of this incident was a member of parliament who contracted the distribution of materials to his family's chamber of commerce."

"He used this to lower the price and line his pockets. If something went wrong, he could just pass the buck and not blame himself at all."

It dawned on Shasilis.

He knew why Elliot was so excited.

He had been very dissatisfied with the current state of parliament from a long time ago.

Especially after Elliot proposed to shorten the term of office of congressmen from ten years to six years, and to restrict congressmen from using their power to develop their family businesses, he was attacked by the old guys, and his great-great-grandfather Milgrom didn't care.

I often complain to myself about how pedantic, old-fashioned, conceited and arrogant those old guys are. Even the slightest dissent would be considered radical in their eyes.

When you open your mouth, you say that the parliamentary tradition cannot be changed; when you close your mouth, you say that the rights of mages should be like this; when you glare at me, you say that you want to disobey the parliament.

Elliott is a rare political talent.

Shasilis sincerely admires him, and many of the ideas he put forward are very constructive.

But the current parliament would totally ignore any of his opinions, even if he was Elliot.

He also often sighed for Elliot.

"The parliament thinks the battlefield is far away from the Lumenlaka Islands, so they are so unscrupulous in making money." Elliot became more and more excited, like an angry lion, "I am not against making money, but this is war! This is a war against the demons and to protect mankind!"

"If they can deduct the arrows that the warriors use to shoot at the enemy for money today, then tomorrow, they will dare to sell out their compatriots to the foreign evil gods for the sake of survival or other benefits!"

Elliot was so angry that his fingers were shaking as he gestured.

"These old guys now only use their power as a knife and fork to eat!"

"I really want to throw them all into the Wailing Abyss and feed them to the sea monster Stotling!"

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ps: I think few people know this joke.

Chapter 7 Parliament? Tutututututututu!

Elliot's eyes were determined and his emotions were agitated.

The congressman's badge on his chest reflected a metallic color and shook continuously with his intense tone.

"The councillors kept saying that the ideals of the Ring of Arcane are progressive, fair, and open, and they called themselves defenders of humanity and martyrs of Arcane."

"But are there a few councillors who are willing to lower the prices of the magic materials they have stockpiled even a little bit?"

"Do you know how much a dragon heart grass costs now?"

"Fifty thousand riels!!"

"Tell me, what kind of civilian can afford such a price?"

Elliot's words were confident yet restrained, passionate yet logical, and every word he uttered was sonorous and powerful.

His gestures and handsome face made his speech more appealing.

Even Shashilis was immersed in it unconsciously.

"Hoarding goods and driving up prices will directly affect the growth of mages and make it more difficult for commoners to enter the realm of transcendence." He slammed the table heavily. "In places we can't see, who knows how many geniuses are working hard to make money just to buy materials."

"The final result is that civilian mages can only cling to the powerful and become their vassals!"

When he uttered these words, his voice resounded throughout the secret room like thunder.