As a painter, how should I face the original heroine

The girl was ignorant, but it didn't prevent her from being aware of the nobleman's overshadowing style.

"This is what you and Knight Reinhardt need to consider."

Reform means bloodshed, but the party with a human-shaped nuclear bomb like Reinhardt will definitely win. Li Wei is very optimistic that as long as he has enough courage, it is not a problem to lift the royal family and jump directly into the capitalist stage.

"Your Excellency Leviathan, how can you teach this little girl such outrageous things!"

Goatee, who is the best at verbal attacks in the civil servant group, pointed at Li Wei and asked angrily. Although he thinks that even if he selects officials with talent, he can be competent, but this does not mean that his useless descendants will be fine.

Chapter 232 Half-Magic Girl Emilia

"Let's put it this way, I don't think Lord Felut will be able to take the throne in the end, but the will to clean up the corrupt nobles led by her as the orthodox royal family of the previous king will not disappear until the king's election is over. At the same time, the resistance encountered when trying to attack those moths will be greatly reduced, which can be said to be beneficial without any harm."

Li Wei's considerations are far beyond Roswaal's thought of "disturbing the water". He erected Felut here not only as a target, but also to pave the way for Emilia to ascend the throne, but this may be It's not what he can see.

"And I remember that Knight Rius seemed to mention the tightness of the national treasury before. Presumably there are other secrets besides war expenses and natural and man-made disasters, such as tax evasion, corruption and embezzlement. I suggest that no matter which candidate After people ascend the throne, they have to check the accounts of the treasury carefully, lest some people take advantage of the death of the former king to take advantage of the opportunity to collect money."

"Cough cough cough..."

Hearing Li Wei's proposal, the civil servants group coughed embarrassingly, signaling him to shut up and stop talking.

"Thank you for your guidance, Your Excellency Leviathan."

Reinhardt looked at Li Wei and heaved a sigh of relief. Not only did the other party not embarrass him, he even helped point out the direction, and his heart made him feel ashamed.

"Hmph, I'm not going to thank that bastard."

Felut was as arrogant as ever, but anyone with a discerning eye could tell that the girl was in a good mood.

"Okay, let's invite the last candidate."

Mycrotov shifted his gaze to the silver-haired half-elf girl who was clutching the edge of the cloak nervously, pursing her lips and constantly adjusting her breathing.

"Yes, please, Lord Emilia, and the court mage, Lord Roswaal L. Mazas, come forward."

Marcus, the leader of the Knights, took the list submitted by the candidates before the ceremony, and announced the last candidate for the throne and her entourage.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry—this time, Sir Leviathan will come. Everyone is surrounded by handsome knights to help out. If I go up, I will feel embarrassing and embarrassing."

Roswaal raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, and gave Li Wei the position of the accompanying knight.

"Uh...Okay, then please come up, both of you."

The whispers of the people in the venue were endless, but they didn't care about words such as "half devil" and "jealous witch", but at this time, Emilia couldn't care about so much.

Because she has never given a speech in public, her brain is completely blank, her pupils cannot focus, and her ears are buzzing. The girl mechanically walked up to the high platform with her hands and feet, and bowed deeply to the top. He bowed and introduced himself:

"Everyone meeting the Sage Council for the first time, my name is Emilia."

The ethereal and clear voice resounded, as if the sound of a clear spring flowed gently through the hearts of everyone present, and instantly restored the tranquility of the entire hall.

"If I'm not mistaken, you should be a half... goblin, right?"

Mycrotov stroked his snow-white beard, squinted his eyes and carefully observed the appearance of the silver-haired girl. He was obviously just an old man with a kind face, but the looking up and down eyes gave the girl a great sense of oppression.

"Yes, I was originally a half-fairy living in the permafrost of the Elliott Forest. I was recommended by Roswaal L. Mazas Frontier Count to attend the king's election ceremony."

Emilia performed well as expected, her voice was neither humble nor overbearing, and her eyes were uncommonly firm. Obviously, when her blood was mentioned, her whole body seemed to be armed with steel.

"Bastard! Silver-haired half-demon, isn't this the face of the "Witch of Jealousy"? What are you thinking, Mazas Frontier Boss!?"

Before Mycrotov could continue to question, Bordeaux, the irritable second-chairman of the Council of Sages, couldn't help but yelled at Roswaal's intentions, and was so taboo that he didn't even want to look at the silver-haired girl.

"It's a bad habit to call a half-fairy a half-demon."

Roswaal replied lightly to the other party, not paying attention to the so-called "half devil" at all.

"Have you forgotten? The witch who devoured half the world and dragged all living beings into the abyss of despair? Letting her enter the throne hall is already a serious crime, why don't you understand? It's filthy."

Bordeaux propped up the long table with both hands, and bombarded the half-elf girl and her recommender in an extremely rude manner, but Emilia was unmoved at all, because this was already considered civilized, and it was placed in a place like a market place. She has endured no matter how ugly the swearing is.

On the contrary, the atmosphere in the entire hall gradually became more subtle. No one dared to follow the abuse at this time, not to mention that many elites who received higher education had already left behind the bad habits of the older generation. Attitude can make them think about whether they will be retaliated against.

However, there is one exception. The anger of his loved one being insulted has already burned his reason. The anger made his muscles tremble continuously, and even the back molars were clenching.

"What a joke!!!"

The roar echoed in the silent hall, and when everyone watched the silver-haired girl being insulted, Natsuki Subaru stood up angrily.

"Subaru-kun... that's enough, stop."

Emilia's originally calm expression showed a trace of worry. If the other party is allowed to continue to court the sage, she will get angry, and maybe something will happen to her.

"How can you stop! You guys must apologize to Emilia!"

Nayue Subaru angrily scolded the old man of the Sage Society, even if he was severely punished, he would not back down. Why should such a kind angel like Emilia suffer such unfair treatment?

"Guards, get rid of this unreasonable and blasphemy man."

Bordeaux doesn't intend to talk nonsense with the other party. Arguing with this kind of guy is completely self-degrading.

The guards who received the order surrounded Natsuki Subaru with spears in their hands, trying to set him up and throw him out of the palace.Emilia panicked when she saw the sharp tip of the gun. Just as she was about to call Parker to intervene, Li Wei, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke.

"Ahem, I suggest everyone calm down, it won't look good fighting in the palace."

The invisible gravity was exerted on the heavily armed guards, causing them to kneel down uncontrollably. If it wasn't for a spear to support them, they would probably have to lie on the ground in an unsightly manner.

In fact, with Li Wei's current magic power output, it is easy to directly crush the guards into tin cans, but that would mean tearing their faces

Chapter 233

"Your Excellency Leviathan, please don't make it difficult for us."

Marcus quickly signaled the other guards not to move forward with his eyes, because the opponent's strength is so strong that he can be called a monster. If he accidentally provokes this guy, he may kill him on the spot. The sword master is only powerful , does not mean that he can protect so many people present at the same time.

"Subaru-kun, let me teach you one thing. If you want to gain the right to speak, it is useless to rely solely on incompetence and furious roar. Your own strength is the foundation. Before that, I suggest you learn from the knights around you."

Li Wei raised his index finger and told Nayue Subaru his theory in a serious manner.

"Although the creed tells them to be fair, merciful, and sacrificed, in the face of big men who are completely irresistible, knights will also selectively ignore poor girls who have been abused for no reason because of their race and hair color. Subaru-sama, you are not good at that. , don’t know how to judge the situation, how about learning more from everyone present here?”

Hearing these sinister taunts, there was a commotion in the cavaliers. Several enthusiastic young knights wanted to challenge Leviathan for the "glory" of the Knights of the Guards, but they were all killed by their older colleagues. Hold on, after all, this kind of behavior is tantamount to sending death in vain.

So they all turned their attention to the strongest existence in the kingdom—"Sword Master" Reinhardt. Just as he sighed helplessly and was about to go out, a small hand grabbed his hem.

"..."

Seeing Abigail's pupils completely turned into scarlet, Reinhardt had no choice but to stop his movements. If he and the little girl fought in the palace, the entire capital would probably be demolished.