Otoko Game: Male protagonists, I’m just a scumbag

Do you think I don't know your little thoughts?!

I think you will definitely choose the Empire's Strongest Tyrant, Thunderbolt Dragon Aonan.

Wei Lan was so angry that he could only smile and curse his father. He turned his eyes to the queen:

"Mother - let's all choose the last candidate together, right? Otherwise, wouldn't it be an insult to everyone if we submit this paper?"

Queen Dailian smiled awkwardly and nodded.

"In that case... I'll do as you say, my dear Stephen..."

Wei Lan thought she would pester him again, but since he had agreed directly, she would not force him to do anything bad.

In short, other nobles cannot be allowed to choose, but the queen cannot be allowed to choose either.

"Then the second place will be taken by Sepa's son, Erkang Sepa."

After Wei Lan finished speaking, he looked in their direction.

Erkang smiled, looking very elegant.

"My pleasure, Your Highness."

Fei Du was so angry that he jumped up and down, but he couldn't say no.

Wei Lan didn't say anything, just stared at him and turned his head back. He silently repeated three times in his heart that he believed in Louis and asked him to take revenge.

"Good!" cried the judge.

"Then you will all choose the last one! The one with the most people will go on stage!"

People immediately started talking about it and asked the servants to write down the names of their favorite knights on pieces of paper.

Then a servant immediately came forward to collect the papers, and finally handed them over to the master of ceremonies after the final count.

The MC was surprised again.

"Oh! What a coincidence! The sum of the votes of the people you all voted for is the same! What should I do?"

hehe...

Wei Lan complained in his heart, with such a low probability, they just happened to encounter it, right?

"Oh - is there anyone here who would like to volunteer?"

At this time, Queen Dailian started to brag again.

Everyone looked at each other, and no one spoke.

Dailian glanced at Wei Lan with pride, raised the corners of her lips and said to His Majesty the King:

"In that case, Your Majesty, why don't we choose one from among the gladiators?"

Erkang Sepa also responded by saying,

"Yes, Your Majesty, it would be boring for the princess to choose two knights like us who are still learning. Why not add a gladiator?"

Wei Lan rolled his eyes. So this was what they were planning.

He thought that it was miserable for Louis to follow him, what could he say now?

"Well, good! Then choose a gladiator!" the king responded.

At this time, Count Seppa stood up again and smiled evilly.

"Your Majesty, my slave farm has many gladiators, one of whom has set a record of 50 consecutive victories. He will definitely be able to compete with this knight and will definitely make this match more interesting!"

Haha? Wei Lan's fists were shaking. Is this what you call comparing them?

Fuck your dad, if you want to watch it so badly, why don't you just go up and fight with them?

Wei Lan said:

"Father, it's already unfair to have three against one, why bother calling in a professionally trained gladiator?"

The Viscount of Vichy, who was sitting far away, snorted and laughed, his expression became fanatical:

"This is what you don't understand, Princess. The more dangerous the competition is, the more exciting it is.

One against three, man against beast, the weaker the man is, the more fierce his resistance is, the more exciting it is—"

Wei Lan really wanted to go over and twist his mouth off so that he could listen to what he was saying. What a pervert:

"Then why don't you experience it yourself, Viscount Vichy?"

As soon as he said this, he immediately shut up and sat back.

But King William became interested in this, and a strange and excited smile appeared on his wrinkled face:

"Count Seppa, is that the slave from the previous match?"

When Wei Lan saw his expression, he immediately shuddered all over. This expression reminded him of Bluebeard.

Looking at the Dog King’s expression, he couldn’t imagine how powerful that person was.

"Father--"

Wei Lan swallowed and tried to stop the Dog King.

But King William just glanced at him, feeling very disappointed, and his expression suddenly darkened when he heard his voice.

"Why do you defend a slave like this?"

Wei Lan clenched his teeth and cursed in his heart, "Slave, slave, sooner or later I will kick you off the throne and make you my foot bathing water boy!"

"Well," King William said in a low voice, with a gloomy face:

"You are always the one who complains. You think too highly of yourself."

Wei Lan trembled all over at his expression, and bit his lower lip unconsciously. He thought to himself, hey, I put myself in my eyes, and not only myself, I also put you in my eyes.

King William stared at him, and seeing that he didn't speak, he turned around and announced loudly:

"Okay, then cancel the match with the lion. Everything else will be done according to Count Seppa's orders!"

The MC shouted loudly upon hearing this.

"Okay! Then I'll read out the following rules!"

"In a 3:2 format, as long as the apprentice knight wins two rounds, he wins! During the game, both sides can use any weapons prepared in the venue."

He laughed.

"It is important to note that you must stop when necessary and do not intentionally cause injury! Stop when the weapon is about to touch the opponent's vital parts!"

"Now let's place our bets. Will this unknown knight win, or will the other three win?"

After hearing this, Wei Lan found another bug: it is not possible to cause injury intentionally?

Could he pretend that the injury was unintentional?

But it shouldn't matter, Wei Lan comforted herself in her heart, as long as Louis defeated Feidu and Erkang.

But the fantasy was broken the next second. The first one in their appearance order was Fedu, and the second one was the one found by Count Sepa, who had not arrived yet.

He was scratching his head now. Was the support he found going to die in this game?

it is ridiculous.

Will everyone related to Wei Lan be so unlucky?

Wei Lan bit his lower lip and looked at the people below. He really felt hateful.

He suddenly thought, could it be that King William cancelled the opportunity for the lion and the snake to play because he felt that he had no chance of defeating the lion?

The first person to appear was Fei Du, but Wei Lan was not worried at all.

The referee shouted from the high platform in the middle of the field,

“Greetings!”

Fei Du saluted Louis very politely.

Louis did nothing.

The nobles around began to talk:

"Haha - you are indeed a lowly person who doesn't even know the most basic etiquette."

"Yes, madam, you see, the youngest son of Vichy is very elegant."

Elegance, can elegance be eaten? If someone is elegant, you don't have to beat him up? What about manners? Fuck you, I'll put a knife on your neck, and see if you still have manners?

Of course, this is just Wei Lan’s thought.

"Begin!" the judge shouted again.