Chapter 154 An unexpected turn of events in a desperate situation!
Under the silent gaze of the crowd, Lynn placed his palm on the surface of the seal without hesitation.
As colorful energy like mist slowly floated out of the sphere, countless illusory particles sometimes gathered and sometimes decomposed in the air, dancing like a docile swarm of bees.
Lin En slowly closed his eyes and allowed the power to invade his brain.
The memories of past lives are systematically protected, so there is no need to worry.
What those guys coveted were his memories after traveling through time.
Although the system cannot cause any impact on him, he has an even more buggy helper.
The moment the power of the seal invaded the spiritual world, the anchor mark that originally floated quietly in Lin En's mind, symbolizing the end of God's choice, trembled slightly.
The next second, those colorful particles floating in the air seemed to have finally found a target. They quickly aggregated from their original free state and condensed into a whole.
Then everyone saw that in the colorful mist that filled the open space, several shadowy figures composed of various particles slowly emerged.
Although it is a little blurry, it is enough for people to distinguish the identity of the phantom.
With a little observation, you can see that it is a place similar to a banquet venue.
Since most of the onlookers were irrelevant, only a rough outline of the body shape was drawn, and the face was blurred.
Only the two young men on the field were clearly visible.
When he saw Dallion again, Marquis Mosgra's heart twitched uncontrollably.
Don't worry, grandpa will avenge you.
He glanced at Lynn coldly and thought so.
Then, the scene outlined in the colorful mist slowly began to move.
A voice suddenly spread throughout the entire council hall.
That was Dallion speaking.
"Sir, this is the sincerity of the Mosgra family." He said slowly, "We hope you can join our alliance and become a leader to guide us forward."
These words were incoherent, but most people present figured out the deeper meaning behind them.
The second prince Felit even raised his eyebrows and said nothing.
Obviously, they all knew that this was an effort by the Mosgra family to help the Second Prince win over an Elector.
It’s a pity that for some unknown reason, after returning from the border, the second prince Felit gradually began to distance himself from the Mosgra family.
In desperation, they could only turn to the Fourth Prince.
But all the efforts that had been made for him before were now clearly displayed in front of everyone.
This is a somewhat dangerous topic.
Although the royal selection is in full swing, few people will bring it up in the open. After all, this is tantamount to interfering with the future Emperor Saint Laurent.
However, Saint Laurent VI did not seem to have any intention of pursuing the matter. His expression was majestic and solemn, and it was impossible to tell what was going on in his mind.
The conversation on the screen continues.
A sturdy, middle-aged man with a military background then appeared in the mist. He could be recognized as Duke Tyrus at a glance.
The Duke seemed unimpressed by Dallion's proposal.
He took a sip of the wine in the glass and said calmly, "This Duke's entire focus is on the border battlefield right now. I am too lazy to get involved in the matter of the king's election. Don't bring up similar topics in front of me in the future."
He looked very arrogant.
Although no one would think there was anything wrong with Duke Tyrvus's arrogant expression, Marquis Mosgra, who desired power and status to a twisted degree, still felt his self-esteem was hurt.
He stared coldly at the Duke in the picture without saying a word.
So far, it seems that Dallion's response is very appropriate and there are no problems.
Originally, he was a little worried that maybe Darion was too domineering and offended Duke Tyrvus, so he found an excuse to kill him.
And now, the last bit of worry in Marquis Mosgra's heart was put aside.
However, before he could completely relax, the next second, the scene on the screen made his heart sink.
Instead of obeying Duke Tyrvus's words, Darion took half a step forward.
Although his attitude was humble, everyone could hear the deep meaning behind his next words.
"Your Excellency the Duke, just because you are honored as the 'Elector' does not mean that you really possess such supreme power."
"The future of this country ultimately depends on His Majesty the Emperor."
"The current administrative system of the empire is complicated and cumbersome. The power that originally belonged to the nobles is constantly being lost and is being held in the hands of the church. You are in a dilemma when you come here to collect taxes. I believe you should feel deeply about this."
Duke Tyrvus frowned: "So?"
"So." Dallion suddenly lowered his voice, "I think this empire needs a thorough 'reform'."
"change?"
“Yes, change.”
"Everything in the past was too foolish and weak, even our, our 'great' Saint Laurent VI, His Majesty Calderon."
"In short, the old order needs to be overthrown, and when everything is settled, we will be the biggest contributors to the establishment of the new order."
"Only a candidate for the throne with great courage and ambition can lead us out of the siege and usher in a new era."
"So as long as you master the King's Selection, it is equivalent to mastering the new era."
"Sir, are you not moved at all?"
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As he spoke, Dallion looked at the Duke in front of him with sharp eyes.
The Duke frowned and was about to say something.
Unexpectedly, the next second, an indignant voice suddenly sounded from beside him.
He was a young man with black hair and blue eyes. His face turned red and his wrists trembled slightly with excitement, as if he had heard something that made him extremely angry.
"You..." He gritted his teeth and spoke word by word, "you are a rebellious rebel! How dare you insult the great and wise Majesty Calderon!"
"As a descendant of the nobility canonized by His Majesty, upholding the iron blood and glory of the empire, I order you to immediately retract your words, otherwise I will arrest you for treason!"
As he spoke, the boy pressed the gun on his waist.
Unexpectedly, after seeing the person in front of him clearly, Dallion not only did not wake up, but even showed a hint of contemptuous smile.
"I was wondering who it was, it turns out to be the 'disgrace of the nobility' who was expelled from the imperial capital." Dallion said sarcastically, "It seems that even after being deprived of the divine gene, you still look very energetic."
"Now I feel relieved. It's worth what the Mosgra family did to you."
"What did you all do?"
"What did you do? You seem to know nothing?" Dallion walked forward slowly and lowered his voice in front of Lin En. "Of course, I framed you for being greedy and reckless, and secretly cursed Marquis Bartleron to make him sleep, and... murdered your brother on the battlefield."
“Sometimes, perhaps people can only enjoy the happiness of ignorance by living like animals. Otherwise, once they face the reality, they will become extremely painful.”
"Why don't you understand this?"
Looking at the angry and painful boy, Dallion smiled happily.
Looking at the gun he slowly raised, he was still fearless: "Don't forget, your sister is still under our control. She has survived until today by supplying blood to the Fourth Prince for research."
"Speaking of which, including the one on the throne, these royal family members are really cold and indifferent. After all, your Bartleron family has shed so much blood for the empire, but in the end, you still have to shed tears for it."
"But even if you know all this, what can you do? Do you still dare to..."
"Bang!"
With the sound of a gunshot, the scene suddenly stopped.
“.”
At this moment, the entire meeting hall was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Marquis Mosgra had staggered to his feet at some point, his face already pale, sweating profusely, and he could barely stand up straight.
Only with the support of Eunice did he not collapse to the ground.
But at this moment, he had no intention of worrying about these trivial matters, and all his attention was focused on the sealed object.
From beginning to end, there was no sign that Lynn's memory had been modified.
In other words, this scene is what actually happened on the scene that day.
But... How is it possible?! He subconsciously raised his head, only to find that Saint Laurent VI was looking at him with deep eyes on the platform.
Feeling the other person's gaze, Marquis Mosgra's brain exploded with a buzz.
Someone wants to harm me!!! (End of this chapter)