Zongman: I'm working hard to develop my daily life in the time-travel series

Priscilla frowned as she looked at Al.

Al shook his head, inwardly cursing.

"What the hell is this?! Someone actually brought a Desert Eagle with them through time?!"

As a Japanese person who traveled from Japan 18 years ago, it's impossible for him not to know what the two guns on Shi Yu's waist are.

Shi Yu seemed to have noticed Al's gaze as well.

He turned to Al with a chuckle and gave Priscilla a meaningful look.

And at this moment,

"—Everyone present has assembled. Next, the Sages will enter."

Chapter 227 Oh dear, I'm a shrine maiden candidate too!

A loud voice resounded throughout the throne room.

The gate opened again, and several elderly men filed in, led by a knight in armor who had been waiting at the gate.

The elderly men were all dressed in clothing appropriate to their status and the venue, and their gait and demeanor exuded an air of authority and profound experience.

The most eye-catching among them was the white-haired man with a beard that almost dragged on the ground.

Although he wasn't hunchbacked, he was still more than a head shorter than Shi Yu.

Her face has deep wrinkles that make her age particularly noticeable in the group, but her gaze also implies a sharpness reminiscent of a "blade".

"That one is the representative of the Wise Men, the one with the most authority in Lugnica, which is currently without a king, Lord Mycroft."

Emilia whispered to Shi Yu,

"The Wise Men's Association is actually a group that manages the country on behalf of the king. Nominally, it is an assistant, but the current operations of the 29 states also rely on the Wise Men's Association."

Shi Yu nodded.

"So it was an eunuch from the Eastern Depot."

Emilia: "???"

As the old men entered,

The empty seats were filled by the elders of the Sages' Assembly who entered, leaving only the central throne, which was reserved for the king, empty.

"Please, Your Royals, enter!"

Led by a girl with orange hair, three girls, each radiating "unique brilliance," stood in a row with great poise.

Priscilla stood in the center, hands on her hips, proudly swaying the hem of her pure red dress.

Even standing before the wise men who had shaped the nation, her expression remained unwavering.

Standing to Priscilla's right is a woman dressed in what looks like a military uniform, with very dark hair that is almost black, but upon closer inspection, you can tell it is actually a glossy green.

Her long hair was tied at the end with a white butterfly, and her face, which combined beauty and majesty, stared straight ahead.

She is tall for a woman, about the same height as Subaru, but their thigh lengths are quite different.

With a sword hanging from her waist, engraved with a lion's crest showing its fangs, she was a beautiful woman who fit the description of a woman dressed as a man.

The person standing to Priscilla's left was quite different from the serious woman from before; she was a light purple-haired girl who gave off a lively and cheerful impression.

Her long, wavy hair, reaching down to her back, gave her a soft, cotton-candy-like appearance.

Compared to the other two, she was petite and wore a white dress with lots of fur trim. What was particularly eye-catching was the white fox scarf hanging over her shoulders and the huge double-bead purse hanging below her waist, which looked like a joke.

Each one of them is a beautiful woman radiating a different kind of "brilliance," making them stand out from the crowd.

Emilia bit her lip, mustered her courage, and stepped forward to stand alongside the other three beauties.

Meanwhile, the people around began to move one after another, with knights and military officers standing on the left and civil officials and nobles on the right, and the procession naturally separated in this way.

The entire hall was orderly except for Shi Yu.

Soon everyone stood respectfully in their proper places.

Except for Shi Yu.

"How dare you! Who are you?!"

One of the guards in front shouted at Shi Yu, "Whose attendant is so unruly? Doesn't he know where he's supposed to stand?"

Emilia, somewhat flustered, tried to raise her hand.

However, Shi Yu stepped forward and stood beside the princesses, smiling as he pulled out a dragon-patterned medal:

"Oh dear, I'm also a candidate for shrine maiden! Does this mean the royal selection competition can continue?"

Ahem~!

Everyone stared at Shi Yu in disbelief.

To be precise, they were staring intently at the gleaming dragon-patterned badge in Shi Yu's hand.

"impossible!!"

The elders of the Sages' Council and the nobles of the kingdom stared at Shi Yu in utter bewilderment.

Reinhard also stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

I didn't apply to hold the royal selection competition because of this guy who just popped up out of nowhere.

The dragon emblem is a tool for the Dragon Witch; I've never heard of it being able to select a male witch.

When the Covenant of Lugnica breaks down, a new dragon leader will guide the nation. There will be five new leaders, from whom a priestess will be chosen to form an alliance with the dragons.

This is a prophecy engraved on the Dragon Calendar Stone. Originally, only four candidates were found, so the selection of the king did not begin. But what's with the fifth one being a man?

Suddenly, a question occurred to them: there really was a male melancholic witch in the series "The Great Sin Witch"...

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

Many nobles were wondering if they had daughters or granddaughters who could be married to this fifth candidate for witch.

Their original plan was that no matter who became king, as long as they married into the kingdom, wouldn't that be equivalent to stealing the throne and allowing their family to obtain the throne of the Kingdom of Lugnica?

The sudden addition of a man to the throne directly infringed upon the interests of all the nobles and the council of sages present.

However, due to the prophecy recorded by the Dragon Stone, everyone could only reluctantly acknowledge the legitimacy of the 'witch' before them.

On the stage, McCrotoff coldly glanced at the bewildered Reinhard below.

Grand Master Marcus, standing nearby, hurriedly shouted:

"Knight Reinhard van Astreya, step forward!"

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"Yes!"

Reinhard instinctively took a step forward.

He glanced at Shi Yu, seemingly unsure whether he should continue reporting.

"Cough, cough!"

Marcus coughed twice. "Knight Reinhard reports to everyone present."

Shi Yu chuckled mischievously as he stared at Reinhard.

Reinhardt took a deep breath and, as if constipated, continued:

"The Dragon Priestess, the candidate for the throne—the fifth...sixth person has been found!"

Upon hearing this, everyone turned to look again with strange expressions.

The Dragon Stone only mentioned 5, and now all 5 glowing ones have been gathered. What is this sixth one? Is it fake?

But having already come this far, Reinhard could only grit his teeth and wave his hand.

After the guards standing in front of the gate saluted, the gate slowly opened.

Accompanied by her maids, Ferut slowly walked from behind the door into the throne room.

The pale yellow dress swayed gently, her high-heeled feet stepped on the carpet, her hair was neatly combed and shone with golden light, and her red eyes showed a strong will. The newcomer was a girl with mischievous fangs.

The crowd stared blankly at the little girl.

Destroy it, I'm tired, another one added to the list.

Chapter 228 If I wanted, no one could leave the hall alive.

After entering the room, Felt glared fiercely at Shi Yu.

Having grown up in a slum, she had no interest in such heavy dresses; the high heels alone felt like a ton of bricks to her.

Shi Yu kept his eyes down, pretending not to see her complaining.

Ferut stepped forward and took out the dragon emblem; the precious jade in her palm immediately emitted a white light.

Immediately, the courtiers all began to whisper among themselves in discussion.

People are all judged by comparison. With Shi Yu causing trouble ahead, the courtiers now found Felt particularly pleasing to the eye.

Reinhard and Marcus exchanged a glance, then bowed with their hands on their chests and hips, and all the guards knights followed suit.

"The five or six Dragon Maidens have all gathered here. The royal selection can now officially begin."

Unlike the solemnity of military officers and knights,

The civil service group opposite them emitted a noisy murmur filled with confusion and bewilderment.

"Excuse me, may I say something?"

A man emerged from the civil service group; he was a hunchbacked middle-aged man with noticeable unhealthy dark circles under his eyes, and he nervously stroked his beard.

"In this ceremony to elect the king, the Royal Knights, led by the Royal Guard, have done an impeccable job. They've managed to get things sorted out in such a short time."

Marcus replied expressionlessly:

"You flatter me too much."

However, the hunchbacked man changed his tone.

"However, I really don't want to say this. Although we are following the situation revealed by the Dragon Stone, are there some problems with the selection of personnel?"

Marcus's eye twitched twice.

"what do you mean?"

"Everyone is too focused on the qualifications of the Dragon Maiden, but they have forgotten that the qualifications to wear the crown are the key. This aspect has been greatly neglected!"

The hunchbacked man arrogantly asserted, his voice almost a tirade, while the civil service echoed with chorus of agreement, "Yes, yes."

"The alliance with the dragons is more important than anything else. It concerns the survival of the pro-dragon kingdom of Lugnica. Without the alliance, the nation cannot take shape. However, to place too much emphasis on the alliance and neglect the people is to put the cart before the horse!"

Unlike knightly orders, civil service groups were mostly loyal to the nobles of various territories.

Now that the royal lineage has been cursed to death, this is the perfect opportunity to usurp the kingdom of Lugnica.

As a result, this group of royal guard knights, who were loyal to the country, insisted on making some dragon priestess their queen. If they weren't outmatched, these nobles would have rebelled long ago.

Marcus's face was somewhat gloomy.

"Do you mean that our knightly order has spent too much effort searching for the Dragon Priestess and has mistakenly chosen the wrong person to swear allegiance to?"

Startled by Marcus's blunt statement, the hunchbacked man stammered and continued, his neck stiff:

"The way they say it or how they put it may differ a little, but that's how it will turn out."

Darkness shook her head from side to side, feeling the anger around her rising steadily.

The Knights, who had been working tirelessly to investigate near-impossible problems for a long time, could hardly be in a good mood when their work was nitpicked.

With Shi Yu's arrival as a starting point and Tong Fangcai's opinions as a starting point, the civil officials expressed their dissatisfaction one after another.

"She was both a witch and a queen, or perhaps it should be said that she lacked the awareness to be a queen."

"Even if the appearance is embellished, the essence will still be revealed in the attitude."

"Can someone who lacks character and education be hailed as king?"

Several candidates looked rather grim. They had been somewhat forced to participate in the royal selection and were not particularly interested in the so-called throne.