: 559 is really unpleasant

It is now that even guessing does not require guessing.
The hopeful party came here and intervened in the election of the king. For this reason, he did not hesitate to disclose to Puri Shera the information that the party was pursuing the witch teaching. By the hand of Purihira, the person who led the party to the place was Luo. Zwara.
Before, Fang has already had some doubts about Rozval.
Because of all kinds of signs.
At the beginning of the day, Rozval took a fancy to the talents in the party, hoping to bring the party to his own.
Unfortunately, Fang has never agreed.
However, that does not mean that Rozval has given up.
Now, in this way, Rozval directly dragged the square into the camp of Emilia.
Presumably, this clown is also expected?
It is expected that the party will not choose to refute on this occasion.
Because, as a result, the subtle love of identity status will certainly be subject to criticism.
Fang Li can ignore the feelings of Rozval, but can not ignore the feeling of loving Mi Liya.
In other words, this clown counts a hand.
Therefore, the party that had long been speculating did not feel surprised, but the inner guess was affirmed.
Only love Melia, some of them are at a loss, and they don’t know what happened.
In this case, the square is just looking at it with Rozval, a look of coldness and a smile.
"What are you waiting for? Fang Liqing?"
Rozvale looks like a good-hearted reminder.
"I love Emilia, are you waiting for you?"
Hearing the words, Fang Li took a look at Rozval, and slowly stepped forward under the gaze of someone at the place.
"Fangli..." Emilia is still somewhat overwhelmed.
However, Fang Li only shook his head at Emilia and looked at Marcos.
Immediately, the party opened up like this.
"First, I have to clarify that I am not a knight."
In a word, it caused an uproar in the audience.
However, Fang Li has ignored the reaction of some people at the place, such a declaration.
"Let me be like the knight here, and to fight for the sword, I don't have such a noble character and great ethics."
"The only thing I know is one."
"That is killing."
The plain declaration made everyone feel that there was a chill from the bottom of my heart, and they all held their breath.
Only the faces of the knights headed by Marks gradually became dignified.
Including Rein Harut and by Rius.
These guards with keen combat intuition are already aware of it?
The words in the square are not a joke.
This is a person who has really made the blood of the corpse.
Comprehending this point, the surprises, sorrows and incredible manifestations of the people have begun to appear.
In this case, the person who can stand up and refute if nothing happens, only the idiots that can't understand the meaning at all.
And such an idiot soon appeared.
"It really makes people laugh."
Accompanied by such words, a person made a satirical voice in the queue of civilians gathered on the left side of the glimpse hall.
"The silver-haired half-elves who are jealous and the killing ghosts who only know how to kill, why can such a combination appear here, if nothing happens to the throne successor and the knight's identity?"
What is said is a camel back, a face like a squid, that is, gray, and a thick dark circles that represent unhealthy, middle-aged people who look extremely nervous.
The middle-aged man came out of the queue of civil servants and made such rumors against the members of the sage who sat at the top.
"The adults, this time the king's election really has some problems. If it can't be solved, the kingdom is destined to have a future. I think we should consider the candidates better."
The implication is that there are people who are not worthy of the throne.
However, there are still people in the sage members who are present.
"I also think that candidates should consider it again."
"This time the candidates are too incredible."
"Look at some people?"
"The Kushen Xiu, who was born by the Duke of Karlsten, will be counted, and the rest will not be the quality of the king."
"Businessmen from neighboring countries, widows who inherit the legacy of the dead, slum gimmicks, can such people really become kings?"
"And, there are still half devils."
Speaking of the last sentence, everyone's tone and expression are both disgusting.
Each of the high-ranking officials has their eyes on the body of Emilia, filled with unprecedented disgust and rejection.
That is the dislike and rejection of the silver-haired half-elves.
The name of the semi-magic is also a nickname for the half-elf.
Being so nicknamed, and being disgusted and repelled, the eyes are shrouded, and Emilia just bowed his head, and there was no reaction on the surface. A pair of beautiful purple-clawed eyes were filled with sorrow.
And the neurotic civil servant is still speaking.
"Silver hair, and it is still a half-elf, it is simply the appearance of the wicked witch who represents the evil in the rumor. This kind of existence, just appearing in front of the eyes will make people feel filthy, let her inherit the throne, it is simply funny If it is really succeeded by it, then the kingdom is not far from being destroyed!"
The neurotic civilians have been shaking.
"National people will never want to make such a filthy existence a king. If foreign people know that the king of the kingdom is a half-devil, then they will not have the idea of ​​establishing friendly relations with us. They can even use this as an excuse to attack and attack. My country!"
"So, this is a symbol of disaster, and it is absolutely impossible to bring prosperity and prosperity to the kingdom!"
The extremely ugly words echoed the entire glimpse hall.
In this regard, Emilia just turned her head down and silently endured.
Until the next second
"Are you finished?"
As soon as it was so flat to the extreme words, the entire atmosphere that was shaken seemed to be thrown into the ice cave and cooled quickly.
Everyone just stunned their eyes to the sound source.
Including Emilia, I also looked at the past with some worry.
There, the square lifted the pace and walked toward the high platform under the watchful eyes of everyone.
While walking, do this.
"Sure enough, it’s a civil servant who can only play with his mouth. If you don’t come out and talk, you can’t find a sense of superiority?

"There is a noble blood in the body, but it is more despicable to speak than people in the slums. Do you think that this can hide your fears of the devil?"

It’s really unpleasant.

With this in mind, Fang Li came to the high platform, standing beside the dragon calendar stone, reaching out and resting on it.
"Let me come and close your stinky mouth!"