"What? You won't let me go?!"
Inside the temporary residence, Natsuki Subaru looked at Emilia in shock. "But didn't we already agree on this? I'm..."
"That may be true, but Subaru really likes pushing himself too hard."
Before Natsuki Subaru could finish, Emilia sighed. "The royal selection is already a very complicated matter. Subaru still doesn't understand it very well, and you were injured because of the demon beasts. Your body is still recovering... so could you try to understand me?"
"I'm not injured! I got better ages ago!"
Natsuki Subaru immediately insisted stubbornly.
"Both your legs were bitten to pieces by demon beasts, and you even borrowed some kind of cursed power." Emilia's gaze wandered slightly. "Please... don't force yourself anymore."
"I..."
"Mr. Dongwen."
Before Natsuki Subaru could say anything else, Emilia suddenly turned to Fang Mo. "Could I ask you to keep an eye on him?"
"Listen, Little Emilia, what you're doing is a bit wrong."
However, upon hearing Emilia's request, Fang Mo spoke earnestly. "I admit that something like 'reviving the former king and ordering him to abdicate directly in your favor' is a little extreme... but you can't use such a lousy excuse to keep us from attending the royal selection, can you?"
"Huh???"
Natsuki Subaru, standing beside him, was completely dumbfounded. "No, what exactly were you guys discussing in that carriage?"
"Sigh, Mr. Dongwen..."
Emilia could not help feeling a headache as well. "If you really did something like that, then our camp would truly be doomed beyond redemption. After all, resurrection from the dead is a tremendous taboo. We might even be slandered by people with ulterior motives..."
"Hoho, that is indeed true."
Roswaal beside them also chimed in. "After all, Emilia-sama is a Silver-haired half-elf. If the other factions truly joined forces to