The legend of the Crimson Demon clan started from Suqing

#240 - Make the Kingdom Great Again

No wonder Crusch was becoming a top contender for the next king. Aside from being a duchess of the kingdom, being upright, honest, and having a political mind, it was more like choosing the tallest from a group of dwarves.

Look at these people.

An arrogant woman who disregards the law, a merchant who wants to privatize the kingdom, a royal family remnant who wants to destroy the kingdom, and a silver-haired half-elf who wants to freeze the Great Forest.

Adding one more man doesn't seem to make much difference, does it?

"Wait, wait, wait! That's not how we should be thinking about this! ?" The gaunt civil official shouted, "Please think carefully, everyone. The kingdom is already in chaos. Wouldn't adding more variables make it even more chaotic? Shouldn't we be trying to reduce the options as much as possible?"

"No, I disagree."

The civil official who had just argued with him stood up again and said loudly, "I admit that the kingdom may face greater chaos next, but there is no doubt that this is an unavoidable period of growing pains. Just as Lord Reinhard said, for the prosperity of the kingdom, we must face this situation!"

Maintain the status quo or choose possibility.

This is something that people consider and struggle with in every era, every world, and even every individual.

But everyone knows.

Continuing like this will definitely lead to nowhere.

The elders of the Council of Sages on the stage were also very clear about this. They looked at the five Dragon Priestesses below the stage with some embarrassment.

"We can't make a decision on this kind of matter. Why don't we ask for the opinions of the esteemed ladies."

After all, letting Zun Zun become a candidate for the royal selection would mean that they would have one more competitor, but it wouldn't do to not ask for their opinions.

And few people would agree to this kind of thing. Zun Zun thought it would be like this.

However—

"I don't care. Whether there is one more or a hundred more, I will definitely be the next king. This is an irreversible destiny. It's just a matter of taking one or two more steps. Moreover, I am also very interested in this person. Let him join."

Priscilla raised her head arrogantly and grinned. What she liked most was fun, so she wouldn't let it go easily.

Crusch stood up straight. She also nodded seriously and said, "I feel the same way. For me, who must become the next king, more opponents are also a test for me, and it will also allow everyone to see my strength."

The seed candidate's speech won everyone's favor.

"I, I have no opinion."

"I have no objection to Zun Zun becoming a royal selection candidate! Rather, whoever doesn't let him become a royal selection candidate is against me!"

Emilia and Felt spoke one after another.

One had no opinions and didn't want to make enemies, and the other was a troublemaker who didn't mind the excitement. As expected, the two agreed.

Then, everyone's eyes fell on Anastasia.

She is a crazy merchant.

This is everyone's judgment and affirmation of her. For this kind of merchant, adding an opponent must be unbearable.

Zun Zun also thought so.

But unexpectedly, Anastasia smiled lightly and said in a soft voice, "I'm the same, I have no objections."

"...Are you serious, Lady Anastasia?" The elder of the Council of Sages straightened his body slightly and said very seriously, "You are one of the five Dragon Priestesses who have already been confirmed. If you don't agree, this matter can be put on hold for the time being."

"Besides, you planned this all along. Why are you saying such stupid things?"

Now, it's at the point where she has to agree. Four of the Dragon Priestesses have agreed that Zun Zun can join. Most of the civil officials and the entire Royal Knights have also agreed that Zun Zun can join. Admittedly, she has the power to veto, but that would make her offend most of the kingdom's people.

The merchant judged the pros and cons in just one second, and she made the corresponding judgment.

"Besides, the royal selection ceremony won't officially begin if you don't agree. Or do you have a better method?"

Anastasia said unceremoniously.

The elder of the Council of Sages moved his lips, looking like he wanted to say something but stopped, but for some reason, he still didn't speak.

Markos nodded in response.

"Then, I will be so bold as to represent the Council of Sages, the Royal Knights, and the civil official group, and acknowledge Lord Zun Zun as the sixth…"

"Wait, wait, wait! Why are you guys talking to yourselves?"

Zun Zun hurriedly interrupted them.

His reaction was exactly the same as Felt's, and even more so.

"Let me state in advance that I have no interest in the throne. I'm only here because I promised Reinhard and had no choice."

"...Lord Zun Zun's meaning is that you want to withdraw from the royal selection ceremony?"

Markos had just witnessed this scene.

Zun Zun nodded seriously and said, "That's right, that's right, I want to withdraw! ...Is that okay? Also, Reinhard, my patience is limited. I won't allow you to threaten me with that matter again! Even if you don't help, I can find someone else!"

He said this to Reinhard without any politeness, but the Sword Saint smiled bitterly and raised his hands in surrender.

"Lord Zun Zun has too much malice towards me. And I must correct you. Your becoming the sixth royal selection candidate has nothing to do with me. I am only responsible for bringing you here. And you should understand, right?"

That's indeed the case.

Reinhard couldn't possibly ask Zun Zun to become the sixth royal selection candidate. He was just following the instructions of the Council of Sages to bring himself here. What happened after that had nothing to do with him.

"But even so, you have a great responsibility!"

"...You're taking it out on me."

Reinhard felt a little aggrieved.

Markos on the stage confirmed again, "Lord Zun Zun, are you really giving up on becoming a royal selection candidate?"

"That's right, I'm giv—"

"Coward."

Zun Zun was about to speak when someone cursed.

Hey, I have a bad temper!

He unhappily came in front of the person who said the words, raised his head slightly, and stared into the eyes that were looking at him with the same arrogance.

"—What did you say!?"

"I said you're a coward. What's wrong? Isn't that the case? You're retreating from such a great opportunity. Aren't you just a coward? By the way, do you really have a dick down there?"

Rage—!

The veins on Zun Zun's forehead bulged.

Al, who was standing behind her, couldn't help but whisper, "Princess, please have mercy. He's from my hometown, after all."

"It's precisely because he's from your hometown that I'm holding back. Look around you. Aren't these people treating you like a clown?" Priscilla gestured for him to look around.

Zun Zun didn't look.

But it was probably similar to what she said.

Looking directly at Priscilla, he asked with some doubt, "Why say that? What's wrong with having one less opponent?"

"Hmph, I've said it before. The one who will become king is definitely me. Just as the world revolves around me, your existence is not important. What's important is whether you can bring me fun. But now it seems...you may just be an ordinary person."

"An ordinary person..."

Zun Zun was amused by her arrogance and conceit.

The Crimson Demon Clan always retaliates!

"If you don't want to participate, then hurry up and leave. You're really an eyesore here..."

"I'll rub!"

"—What are you doing!?"

Under everyone's unbelievable gaze, Zun Zun suddenly stretched out his hands and began to knead the unusually plump slime held up by Priscilla's arms, shaking it forcefully as if drawing a Tai Chi, feeling the elasticity, which made the arrogant woman angry for a while.

"How dare you publicly humiliate me? You deserve to die—"

Zun Zun spun on his feet, dodged the slap Priscilla threw down, and retreated two or three steps away.

"Big sister, you seem to have forgotten our bet. I can rub your breasts at will, you know."

"Even then, you can't...!"

"I don't care!"

Rubbing a girl's chest in public, especially when the other party is one of the royal selection candidates, the Scarlet Bride, and during the serious and sacred royal selection ceremony, everyone felt that Zun Zun had gone mad.

At the same time, they had a bad feeling about what would happen next.

Sure enough.

"You guys seem to really want me to participate in the royal selection? Although I really like saying NO to people who are full of themselves, but...fine, I'll reluctantly participate this time. You must thank me for my great kindness!"

Zun Zun seemed even more arrogant than Priscilla, as if letting him participate in the royal selection was such a great reward.

"Listen well, all of you! I am Zun Zun, the strongest Archmage of the Crimson Demon Clan! I am Zun Zun, who aspires to become the most benevolent, most virtuous, most supreme, and most powerful Demon King! I am Zun Zun, the only one supreme in heaven and earth!"

Confidence, boldness, publicity, ambition

The most charming time for a person is when they have that kind of confidence, boldness, and ambition, when they show a bright publicity and upward vitality to the outside world, when they are frantically plundering all the good things. These are more lethal than simple beauty.

The elder of the Council of Sages couldn't help but say, "There is a lion hidden in his eyes."

"...Old man, are you calling me a loser!?" Hearing this sentence, Zun Zun turned his head and glared angrily.

"No, this old man definitely doesn't mean that. It's just that seeing Lord Zun Zun like this reminds me of my ancestor."

—Lion King.

The thirty-fifth king of Lugnica, he was known as the Last Lion King and signed a contract with the Divine Dragon Volkenica.

The elder looked at Zun Zun, who had a wolf-tail mullet and red eyes like a little lion, and couldn't help but sigh.

"I see. No wonder the Dragon chose you."

Huh???

Zun Zun didn't know why this old man was suddenly sighing. In short, he participated in the royal selection under Priscilla's provocation.

"Are you satisfied?"

"You are too easily provoked, but...I'll give you credit for putting on a good show. It's worth praising."

This guy...!

She's actually treating me like entertainment.

But there's nothing that can be done about the Crimson Demon Clan being easily provoked. Over the past ten years, Zun Zun has been subtly influenced.

"Hmph!"

He snorted coldly.

The leader of the Knights, Markos, then said, "Lord Zun Zun, your ambition is..."

"I forgot, there's still such a thing." Zun Zun raised his head and said loudly, "My ambition is...to make the kingdom great again!"

Unexpectedly, the simple and unpretentious statement was accepted by everyone.

There was no other way.

Those few were too individualistic.

Thus, after the sixth royal selection candidate announced his ambition, the three-year royal selection ceremony was declared open.