The Journey of the Rainbow Dragon

"Please allow me to introduce to you, the new king of Rose——"

"Vivian Taylor Bryan!"

This sentence was like an unquestionable command, which quickly aroused different reactions among the ministers.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the parliament hall reached an unprecedented level of tension and consternation.

Some people's eyes widened, some began to discuss in low voices, and more people were trying to digest this sudden announcement.

The ministers looked at each other. They never expected that the old king would place Weiwei on the golden throne so directly - a position that only belonged to the supreme ruler of the kingdom.

Even Vivian herself looked nervous.

But under the gaze of Ron and the old king, she gradually calmed down.

"Your Majesty, is this a little too hasty?"

Among the crowd, an elderly minister finally couldn't help himself, and his thoughtful tone contained a caution that he couldn't hide:

"We all know that Princess Vivian is extremely talented, but she is still too young and may need some experience."

The old king glanced at him and interrupted his unfinished words:

"Don't bother me. I'm old. Qiangwei needs new perspectives and courage, and Vivian has exactly these qualities."

"But she."

"Everyone!"

The old king's voice was rich, gentle but unquestionable:

"Vivian is my daughter and my recognized successor."

"I hope you can understand that by letting her sit in this position today, I hope that you will accept and support her from this moment on, rather than express your doubts."

The old king's words were like a bomb that exploded in the parliament hall.

The meaning revealed in his words was already clear - this was not a "discussion", but a notification!

Although many ministers had already begun to speculate, when the moment actually came, they still found it unbelievable, as if they had lost their voices for a moment.

In comparison, the six elders of the Presbytery seemed calmer.

Maybe it's because they had a premonition, or maybe they saw clues from the previous decision to allow refugees from the Orc Kingdom.

This group of old people who usually seemed "stubborn" unexpectedly did not express too much dissatisfaction with the fact that the new king was a woman.

On the contrary, they quickly adjusted their emotions, began to adapt to everything about the new life much faster than those young people, and began to mentally weigh their next position early.

The fact that the Council of Elders would react this way did not surprise the old king.

Any old guy who can stand here is not a fool.

On the contrary, a hundred years ago, they were the most visionary and top geniuses in each family.

After more than a hundred years, these geniuses have increasingly mastered how to survive in this world.

In their view, the rise of any new king is just a wave in the long river of history. The important thing is how to stabilize one's own ship in this wave.

"Stubbornness" and "corruption" are just protective coats they put on for themselves to confuse those who despise them.

If someone really believes this false appearance, they mistakenly think that the other party is a fool who has not kept up with the times.

Then his fate will only be swallowed up by these treacherous old guys, even to the bone!

The reason is actually very simple.

For these elders, it doesn't really matter who the new king is. The real key lies in the balance of power and distribution of interests.

As long as the new king can maintain this balance, the Elders can continue to navigate the undercurrent of power with ease.

Does it really matter to them who the new king is?

If you think about it carefully, you can understand that whoever ascends to that position will need people to work for the Kingdom.

It is precisely this that allows the Presbyterian Council, which truly holds the real power, to be calm and unhurried in the selection of the king, and has no obvious favoritism or alignment with any party.

Because they understand that the battle for king selection is a gamble.

If you don’t bet, you are actually betting on everyone!

And this is the only sure way to win in this gamble.

On this stage where power and wisdom are intertwined, only those small families who rely on swords to take the wrong side will choose a side in the power game and put all their weight in it.

There's nothing wrong with that, just a different approach.

Those already in power seek stable gains.

And these weak families are betting on the possibility, hoping to reach the sky in one step.

If successful, they will be the next "elder".

If it fails, there will naturally be no bones left.

Reasonable and fair.

Quincy stood aside and quietly observed all this.

He knew that Vivian's official appearance today meant that the Rose Kingdom was about to enter a new chapter.

As the leader of the mage group, Quincy's future tasks will undoubtedly be more arduous.

He not only has to support the new king, but also maintain the stability of the country in this complex transition of power.

As for Vivian, there was a hint of uneasiness in her ruby-like pupils, but more of it was curiosity and expectation for the unknown.

She looked around at the ministers who were either surprised or thoughtful.

other side

The old king continued:

"I believe Vivian has the ability to inherit this responsibility and lead the Rose Kingdom to a more glorious future."

There was firm belief in his voice, which seemed to inject a kind of strength into everyone present.

Faced with this situation, although the ministers still had doubts in their hearts, they could only accept this arrangement.

What? You said you objected?

Take a good look at the old man guarding Vivian, and consider the consequences of angering a high-level legend before you say this.

Even though Quincy looks kind-hearted, he looks like a good old man.

But in fact, all the people present together did not have as much blood on their hands as this "silent genocide"!

The mountain dwarves proved this with the lives of their entire clan.

Despite the ups and downs in their hearts, the ministers still focused their attention on Vivian.

They understand that things have come to this, and the general trend cannot be changed. Only by going with the flow can they survive the next hundred years safely.

And judging from the character shown by Princess Vivian on weekdays, she should not pursue the affairs of various prince factions too much after taking office.

Maybe, this is a good thing

at the same time

Ron, who was invisible in mid-air, also smiled and comforted:

"Anxin is just a human kingdom."

His voice was not loud, but it passed through the surrounding noise very clearly and reached Vivian's ears:

"Even if I'm not here, with your current strength, it would be easy to get to this position."

What's strange is that even though Ron didn't use any voice-condensing magic, all the ministers, including the old king, turned a blind eye to Ron's words.

This is no longer just the effect of force invisibility.

It was the result of Ron using his divine power to temporarily erase all the information these mortals knew about him.

Now, the concept of "Ron" has long been eliminated from the minds of the ministers present.

Even if Ron takes action and kills half of the people present.

Others would only wonder why their colleagues who were around just now suddenly disappeared, instead of realizing that they were facing a rainbow dragon god in front of them.

Vivian immediately raised her head when she heard what Ron said, with a trace of determination in her clear eyes.

She whispered:

"Vivian will not leave Ron, and Mr. Ron should not leave Vivian either, okay?"

"Okay, okay, don't take it too seriously, it's just a casual assumption."

Ron reached out and waved it gently, as if he wanted to dispel the worry at will.

His voice was still careless, showing a sense of fearlessness and freedom:

"In the main material plane, there is no one who can force me to do something I don't want to do."

As he said that, Ron glanced at the somewhat confused ministers below, and couldn't help but reveal a sarcastic smile:

"Also, since you choose to stand in this position, don't care too much about other people's opinions."

"You have to remember that it is their honor to be ruled by you. If it weren't for you, I might have used another method to achieve the same end point, but the process would not be so peaceful."

Ron was lying in the air, his right hand supporting his chin, and his tail waving in the air from time to time.

The sun shines through the clouds and softly onto his smooth scales, as if giving him a divine radiance in an instant.

"In a way, you saved their lives."

"So, in the future, don't hold them back with any guilt thoughts about this."

Listening to Ron's voice, Vivian didn't say much, just nodded obediently.

In fact, Vivian, who has experienced special courses, does not understand anything about all this.

It's just that compared to "politics" where every pore reveals dirty interests and compromises, Vivian is more willing to pursue other pure things.

Such as martial arts, such as magic, such as distant but close love.

But if doing this "dirty" thing can help Ron, she will stand up without hesitation and bravely shoulder that responsibility.

She knows very well that the so-called love means being willing to change yourself for others and being willing to bear the burden, even if the road ahead is full of thorns.

That's why she is sitting here.

Just as Vivian was immersed in her own thoughts.

Occasionally, her eyes suddenly fell on the rainbow dragon playing with its tail while watching the ministers discuss.

His posture is elegant and unhurried, and every movement reveals a natural nobility and beauty.

The colorful scales shimmered slightly in the dim light, as if each scale contained a dazzling world.

Even Vivian, who is used to seeing this scene, can't look away from this elegant and charming body line.

"Mr. Ron seems to have become beautiful again after he came back this time."

Vivian thought.

She found that her heartbeat was a little faster, and her heart was filled with uncontrollable shyness and wonder.

Vivian didn't know what this meant, she only knew that seeing Ron becoming more and more dazzling, she felt a surge of indescribable joy and satisfaction in her heart.

The feeling of love in my heart became stronger and stronger.

It seemed that every time I looked at him, there would be something better in my heart.

inside the council chamber

The conversation between the ministers and the old king continued.

Ron watched all this as if watching a great stage play.

Vivian looked at Ron silently, her eyes unable to tolerate anything else.

Sudden

A beam of sunlight, flickered by clouds, inadvertently passed through the window and landed on the smooth and jade-like surface of the dragon scales.

Suddenly, there was light on him.

To have light but not to shine is to be like dust in the light. (End of this chapter)