Chapter 154 A turning point in a desperate situation!
Under the silent gaze of everyone, Lin En placed his palm on the surface of the sealed object without hesitation.
As the mist-like colorful energy slowly floats out from the sphere, countless illusory particles sometimes gather and sometimes decompose in the air, dancing gracefully like a docile bee swarm.
And Linn slowly closed his eyes and allowed the power to invade his brain.
Past life memories are systematically protected, so there is no need to worry.
And what those guys covet are his memories after time travel.
Although the system cannot have any impact on him, he has an even buggier helper.
When the power of the sealed object invaded the spiritual world, the anchor mark symbolizing the final divine choice that had been quietly suspended in Lin En's mind trembled imperceptibly.
The next second, those colorful particles floating in the air seemed to have finally found a certain target, and they quickly gathered from their original free state and condensed into a whole mass.
Then everyone saw that in the colorful mist that filled the open space, several figures composed of various particles slowly emerged.
Although it is a little blurry, it is enough for people to clearly distinguish the identity of the shadow.
With a little discernment, you can see that it is a place similar to a dinner venue.
Since most of the onlookers are irrelevant, only a rough figure is sketched, and the face is blurred.
Only the two teenagers on the field could be clearly seen.
When he saw Dallion again, Marquis Mosgra's heart twitched uncontrollably.
Don't worry, grandpa will avenge you.
He glanced at Lin En coldly and thought this way.
Then, the scene outlined in the colorful mist began to move slowly.
A voice suddenly spread throughout the entire discussion hall.
That was Dallion talking.
"Your Excellency, this is the sincerity of the Mosgra family." He said slowly, "I hope you can join our alliance and become a leader to guide us forward."
These words have no end. There was no tail, but most people present figured out the profound meaning.
The second prince Felit raised his eyebrows but said nothing.
Obviously, they all knew that this was an effort by the Mosgra family to help the second prince win over an elector.
Unfortunately, for some unknown reason, the second prince Felit gradually began to alienate the Mosgra family after returning from the border.
In desperation, they had no choice but to turn to the Fourth Prince.
But the efforts made for him before are now very clearly revealed in front of everyone.
This is a somewhat dangerous topic.
Although the king's election is in full swing, few people will take it openly. After all, this is equivalent to interfering with the future Emperor Saint Laurent.
However, Saint Laurent VI seemed to have no idea of pursuing the matter, and his expression was majestic and solemn, making it impossible to see any psychological activity.
The conversation on the screen continues.
A middle-aged man with a military background and a sturdy back then appeared in the mist, and he could be recognized at a glance as Duke Tyrus.
Mr. Duke seems not to be interested in Dallion's proposal.
He took a sip of the wine in the glass and said calmly: "The Duke's current focus is all on the border battlefield. I am too lazy to get involved in the king's election. Don't talk about similar topics in the future. Mentioned in front of me."
His expression was very arrogant.
Although no one thought there was anything wrong with Duke Tyrus' arrogant expression, Marquis Mosgra, who had a twisted desire for power and status, still felt that his pride had been stabbed.
He stared coldly at the Duke in the picture without saying a word.
So far, it seems that Dallion's response is very appropriate and there are no problems.
Originally, he was a little worried, maybe Dallion was so domineering that he offended Duke Tyrus, so he found an excuse to kill him.
Now, the last worry in Marquis Mosgra's heart has been put down.
However, before he could completely relax, what happened on the screen in the next second made his heart freeze.
Not only did Dallion not listen to Duke Tyrus' words, he actually took half a step forward.
Although his posture was humble, everyone could hear the profound meaning of his next words.
"Your Majesty, Duke, calling you 'Elector' does not mean that you really have such supreme power." "The future of this country must ultimately be determined by His Majesty the Emperor. ”
"The current administrative system of the empire is complex and cumbersome, and the power that belongs to the nobility is constantly being lost, and is being grasped by the church. You are in a dilemma this time when you come to collect taxes. You must be deeply aware of this. "Of course."
Duke Tyrus frowned. Eyebrow: "So?"
"So." Dallion suddenly lowered his voice, "I think this empire needs a complete 'change'."
"Change?"< br>
“Yes, change.”
"Everything in the past was too stupid and weak, even including us, our 'great' Saint Laurent VI, His Majesty Calderon."
"In short, the old order needs to be overthrown, and When all is said and done, we will be the biggest contributors to the establishment of the new order.”
"Only candidates for the throne with great courage and ambition can lead us out of the siege and usher in a new era."
"So as long as you master the King's Selection, you are equivalent to mastering the new era."
"Your Excellency, are you not moved at all?"
As he spoke, Dallion looked at the Duke in front of him with bright eyes.
The Duke frowned and was about to say something.
Unexpectedly, the next second, an indignant voice suddenly sounded from beside him.
It was a young man with black hair and blue eyes. His face was red at the moment, and his wrists were shaking slightly with excitement, as if he had heard something that made him feel extremely angry.
"You," he gritted his teeth and said word by word, "you are a treacherous rebel! How dare you insult the great and wise His Majesty Calderon!"
"As a descendant of a nobleman canonized by His Majesty, upholding the iron blood and glory of the empire, I order you to take back your words immediately, otherwise I will arrest you for treason!"
As he said that, the young man pressed He held the gun at his waist.
Unexpectedly, after seeing the person in front of him clearly, Dallion not only did not wake up, but even showed a contemptuous smile.
"Who I thought it was, turned out to be the 'noble shame' who was expelled from the imperial capital." Dallion said with a sarcastic face, "It seems that after being deprived of the divine factor, you are still a You look very energetic.”
“I feel relieved now that what the Mosgra family did to you is not in vain.”
"What have you done?"
"What have you done? You seem to know nothing?" Dallion walked forward slowly and lowered his voice in front of Linn, "Of course, He framed you for your greed for success, secretly placed a curse on the Marquis of Bartleyon and made him sleep, and murdered your brother on the battlefield."
“Sometimes, people may only be able to obtain ignorant happiness by living like animals. Otherwise, once they face reality, they will become extremely painful.”
“Why don’t you understand this? What's the point?"
Looking at the angry and painful young man, Dallion smiled happily.
Looking at the gun he slowly raised, he still felt confident: "Don't forget, your sister is still under our control. She barely survives today by supplying blood to His Highness the Fourth Prince for research."
“Speaking of which, including the one on the throne, these royal people are really indifferent. Liangbo, after all, your Bart Leon family has shed so much blood for the empire, but in the end, you still have to shed tears for it."
"But what can you do even if you know all this? Dare"
"Bang!"
The scene came to an abrupt end with the sound of a gunshot.
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At this moment, the entire political hall was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
The Marquis of Mosgra stood staggering on the spot at some point. His face was already pale, he was sweating profusely, and he could hardly stand up straight.
Only Eunice's support prevented him from collapsing to the ground.
But at this moment, he had no intention of worrying about these trivial matters. All his attention was focused on the sealed object.
From beginning to end, there was no sign that Linn's memory had been modified.
In other words, this scene is what actually happened at the scene that day.
Yes. How is it possible? !
He subconsciously raised his head, only to find that on the high platform, Saint Laurent VI looked over with a deep look.
Feeling the other person's eyes, Marquis Mosgra's brain exploded with a buzz.
Someone wants to harm me! ! !
(End of this chapter)