Emilia's Knight

"Zheng—!"

At that moment, as dazzling light emanated from the dragon pattern behind the throne, a burst of fluorescent light appeared in the light and gradually gathered in front of the throne on the high platform.

Before long, the light spots gradually condensed and took shape, transforming into a stone slab.

Everyone present gazed at the stone slab, their eyes filled with a reverence akin to faith.

Fang Li sensed an invisible fluctuation emanating from the stone slab that couldn't be detected with the naked eye, and thought to himself.

"Is that the Dragon Stone?"

The so-called Dragon Stone refers to a stone slab that displays the will of a dragon.

Its function is to convey the dragon's will to the kingdom in the event of a major disaster, informing it of the solution and allowing the kingdom to avoid the calamity.

After the extinction of the royal family, the prophecy that the kingdom should search for five Dragon Priestess was also manifested on the Dragon Stone as the will of the dragon.

Therefore, the kingdom began searching for five Dragon Priestess in an attempt to convene Royal Selection.

"The Dragon Stone is here, just as the will of the dragon is here. The noble dragon must be watching us from afar through the Dragon Stone."

Marcos turned around and faced everyone present again.

"Therefore, in my capacity as the Grand Master of the Royal Guard Knights of Dragon-Affiliated Kingdom of Lugnica, I hereby report to the esteemed members of the Sages and all those present that our mission has been accomplished. All five Dragon Priestess have been found. We hope that the Royal Selection will commence here, so that the King to whom we Royal Guard Knight must serve may appear, and bring continued prosperity and flourishing to the kingdom."

As Marcos spoke, the Royal Guard Knight, who were lined up neatly on the right side of the audience hall, stepped down in unison, placed their hands in front of them, and performed a standard knightly salute.

Only Fang Li and Al remained standing in place, seemingly out of place.

Even Marcos glanced at the two of them, and then made another announcement.

"We, the Royal Guard Knight, are a force directly under the royal family. Therefore, even when our ideologies differ, we can also act as supporters and recommend suitable heirs to the throne."

"Now, please, all you knights who are waiting in line, step forward."

With these words in mind, Marcos began to issue summons.

"Reinhard van Astreya!"

"Yes!"

Reinhard immediately stepped forward, coming directly behind Felt, unfastened the Dragon Sword from his waist, and slammed it, scabbard and all, against the ground, producing a loud impact.

"Reinhard van Astrea, in the name of Felt's knighthood, hereby swears that I will assist Felt in ascending the throne!"

The unwavering declaration commanded the respect of everyone present.

"Hmph." Felt merely snorted coldly, showing no gratitude for Reinhard's loyalty, but rather some disdain.

Clearly, Felt still harbored resentment towards Reinhard for confining her.

Marcos simply continued to summon them.

"Julius Juklius!"

"Yes!"

Julius stepped forward and went directly behind Anastasia, unsheathed his longsword, and like Reinhard, struck the ground forcefully, speaking with an unprecedentedly upright expression.

"Julius Jucrius, in the name of Lady Anastasia's knighthood, also swears hereby that he will assist Lady Anastasia in ascending the throne!"

Although her voice wasn't as strong and powerful as Reinhard's, it still carried a firm will.

"Hehe." Anastasia, with her back to Julius, let out a pleasant laugh.

However, Anastasia's words were somewhat peculiar.

"Well then, I'll be here to see how you perform, Julius."

It was a peculiar accent, somewhat similar to the Kansai dialect.

This accent is the way people from Kararagi speak, which is why people from Kararagi are very easy to recognize.

Seeing this, Marcos continued his declaration.

"Next up, Felix Argyle!"

"Yes, yes, yes~~~"

Unlike Reinhard and Julius, who were so formal, Felix responded with great ease, and obediently came behind Crusch, laughing and joking not at everyone present, but at Crusch herself.

"I don't need to swear an oath, Felix. Crusch should understand my feelings, meow?"

Upon hearing this, Crusch smiled.

That smile, unlike Anastasia's, was not full of girlish charm, but rather exuded a heroic and imposing aura.

Crusch then said that.

"Because I've been hearing your vows since I was a child. Even if I never get tired of hearing them, they're already etched into my heart."

His words were filled with trust in Felix, without the slightest doubt.

Incidentally, Crusch and Felix are childhood friends; they grew up together since they were little.

"Then..." Marcos's voice continued.

"Aldebaran!"

This time, however, Marcos's summons went unanswered.

"Tsk..." Al made a rare, blatant click of his tongue, and said with great displeasure, "He actually called me by my full name. I really hate that name."

Despite saying that, Al also stepped forward and came up behind Priscilla, speaking with some displeasure.

"I'm not as upright as the other knights, so don't expect me to take a proper oath."

Such words only elicited Priscilla's arrogant laughter.

"It doesn't matter," Priscilla said. "Originally, I didn't need any knights or supporters. The throne belongs to me alone. Even if I am the only one left in my camp, the position will eventually fall to me. All you need to do is please me."

His extremely confident words caused the other candidates for the Royal Selection to frown, and the rest of the people in the hall began to whisper among themselves.

Marcos, ignored Priscilla's statement and continued to summon her.

At this moment, Emilia had already closed her eyes.

Because, among the five candidates for the Royal Selection, only Emilia did not have a knight supporting her.

Being a silver-haired Half-Elf is already a controversial identity, and now that no knight is willing to support him, he's bound to become a laughingstock.

Of course, Emilia had already prepared herself mentally for this, so she suppressed her disappointment and silently waited for the blow to come.

Unfortunately, something unexpected happened to Emilia.

Marcos this declaration.

"Fang Li!"

Emilia suddenly opened her eyes, which were filled with astonishment.

Inside the room, all eyes were fixed on one person, filled with scrutiny.

In the end, only Fang Li raised his head and, unsurprisingly, murmured softly.

"Is that really how it is?"

Fang Li turned his head and looked in one direction.

Roswaal was also watching from there, a smile on his face.

Moreover, it was extremely enjoyable.