Seeing that no one had any objections, Su Han lightly tapped the armrest of his chair with his finger.
The surrounding environment underwent a dramatic change, with realistic illusions emerging and revealing the image of the royal court within the Council of Kings.
Those whose names had been called by Su Han earlier were now radiating a crystal-clear light. In the next breath, all the participants were swallowed up by the illusion of reality.
With a thought, Su Han tore a brilliant ray of light from Number Ten and threw it into the illusion of reality.
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Starting from Zero, in the capital of the Dragon Kingdom, above the royal court.
Felt, dressed in a princess-style gown, exuded an air of elegance and nobility, but her face was full of impatience. "So troublesome... whether it's the previous royal selection or the current apocalypse."
"Speaking of which, why did the world suddenly end out of nowhere? Everything was peaceful before."
"Lady Felt, please don't say such irresponsible things." Reinhardt was elegant and composed, with a smile on her face, but her voice was very serious. "The end of the world has become a reality... and the warriors are still fighting bloody battles on the front lines."
"This is undoubtedly a crisis comparable to, or even surpassing, that of the Witch of Envy... As the Chosen One, you should support the warriors on the front lines, not find it troublesome."
Felt clearly realized her attitude was inappropriate, but gritting her teeth, she said fiercely, "If you're not satisfied, then let me go. Anyway, I never wanted to be a royal chosen one in the first place!"
"As expected, even with the blood of a king, one's spirit is ultimately far inferior to that of a true king." Priscilla, also a chosen one of kings, smiled faintly, her attitude condescending and tinged with disdain.
Priscilla is blessed by the sun, which gives her an unruly, arrogant, and bold personality. She doesn't seem to think much of the other chosen ones present.
“So, Princess Emilia, you… um?” Roswaal looked Emilia up and down, seemingly quite surprised. “You’re not asleep, are you? At such a crucial moment.”
This statement immediately attracted the attention of many people present.
Roswaal's lips curled into a smile; this was clearly intentional... Although he supported Emilia, it was more for his own purposes than because he genuinely agreed with Emilia's ideals...
Crusch frowned; she possessed the discipline of a soldier and disliked Emilia's nonchalant attitude. But before she could speak, a thick black mist suddenly rose around Emilia.
"What?" Reinhard's pupils suddenly contracted.
His spiritual senses detected an ominous aura within the gray fog... somewhat similar to the malevolent enemies he had faced before, yet seemingly different in nature.
If the enemies he had encountered before were filthy and evil, then the aura emanating from this mist had a grand and imposing feel to it…
"No one, regardless of who they are, is allowed to act recklessly in the royal court."
Julius clearly didn't perceive as much as Reinhard. His face was cold as he abruptly drew his sword and slashed towards the mist.
Seeing his friend's actions, Reinhard looked solemn and also gripped the hilt of the Dragon Sword.
"Boring." The two cold words were uttered. Song Que took a step forward, his Heavenly Blade slashing upwards.
Almost instantly, Julius's sword was severed, the broken blade flying out and embedding itself in the ground.
The cold blade pressed against Julius's neck.
"I am not an enemy, but if you show your hostility, don't blame me for being impolite." After saying this coldly, Song Que turned his gaze to Reinhard, and after looking him over, his pupils gradually filled with fighting spirit and joy.
"What? This kind of sword...knife technique."
Julius's body tensed, his face was pale, and he wanted to say something, but Leng Feng forced him to remain silent.
“It seems little Emilia is having a tough time too.” Whitebeard revealed himself.
He was enormous, standing six or seven meters tall. If the royal court hall hadn't been so grand, it probably wouldn't have been able to accommodate his body.
Reinhard's expression was extremely solemn as he scrutinized the group of people before him... Many of them exuded an aura that even made him feel pressured... He had no confidence in defeating these guys... not at all.
More importantly...
Reinhard stared intently at Su Han, who was shrouded in mist, his gaze deep. If he could sense the suffocating pressure emanating from others, then Su Han gave him a feeling of mystery.
A mystery that cannot be understood at all...
Compared to the others who were obviously stronger, the mysterious Su Han made Reinhard even more terrified.
A commotion erupted in the royal court.
After all, those seated here were nobles and high-ranking officials of the Kingdom of Dragons. They were clearly all startled by the sudden turn of events.
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Chapter 353 Ying Zheng: I... am the nation! (First Update)
Whitebeard scanned his surroundings. His Observation Haki had already surpassed the limits of the pirate world; peeking into the future or retracing the past was effortless for him, so he naturally saw a great deal.
"Although I was prepared, I did not expect that little Emilia's rejection would be even more serious than I imagined."
“Mr. Edward.” Emilia’s lips moved slightly, and a bitter smile appeared on her face, but she didn’t say anything more.
After a brief moment of contemplation, Whitebeard looked at the girl before him and suddenly made a suggestion, "Miss Emilia, would you be interested... in being my daughter?"
Emilia's eyes widened instantly, clearly surprised, even shocked. But Whitebeard seemed not to notice, continuing with a smile, "Now that you're my daughter, you won't have to worry about others bullying you anymore... By the way..."
Whitebeard suddenly remembered something, took out several cards, examined them, and said seriously, "I suddenly realized that I might be able to summon the members of the Whitebeard Pirates as well."
“…Father.” Saeko Busujima stared at the white-bearded man speechlessly.
“You’ve summoned the Whitebeard Pirates, so it’s not just about Emilia ascending the throne.” Conan’s lips twitched as he stared at Whitebeard with a strange expression. “You’re planning to use the Whitebeard Pirates to sweep across the world and then unify the continent.”
The Whitebeard Pirates were already one of the top forces in the pirate world.