"Absurd! Do you even understand what you're saying?" Bordeaux's composure and dignity, cultivated from years in high office, finally shattered.
His chest heaved as he stood there flustered, his trembling finger pointed at Emilia.
"She's a half-devil! How could a re half-devil ever beco ruler of the Kingdom of Lugunica!"
Seeing this, Adam's brows furrowed slightly.
Swoosh!
He vanished from his spot, materializing before Bordeaux in an instant, sword drawn to strike!
The target — the finger pointing at Emilia!
Clang!
It was blocked. By Reinhard!
"This is the Assembly Hall. You're being too impulsive. Why would you do this, Adam?"
"As expected of soone who could rush over from such a distance to block my sword." Adam praised, then explained, "When one's lord is insulted, it's a Knight's duty to deliver punishnt, isn't it? Especially when soone speaks disrespectfully to their better — they should face severe consequences. I'm sure Commander Marcos would agree."
Then he addressed the shaken Bordeaux.
"Just as Miklotov keeps reminding you — mind your words, my lord! Next ti, there might not be anyone to save you."
His words carried both warning and threat, killing intent unconcealed.
"Ugh...!" With the cold gleam of the blade so close, Bordeaux turned pale and fell silent.
Just like the minister who had been overwheld by Roswaal's powerful presence earlier.
"Well then, let answer the Council of Wise n mber's question." Adam sheathed his sword and turned to say, "To you all, my words must sound like the ravings of a madman, the dreams of a lunatic. But hear this: Emilia will beco ruler — she absolutely will! You need only listen quietly and accept the orders of the ruler I serve!"
The man on the platform defied common sense.
With his willful, arrogant deanor and seemingly mad behavior, he shattered everyone's preconceptions about Emilia, disrupting the dark atmosphere that had surrounded the half-elf girl.
Yet this display only lowered their opinion further, deepening their contempt for Emilia.
However, as a certain god of conquest once said:
[Even negative affection, under specific conditions, can be reversed into an equal amount of positive affection.]
{T/N: In other words, "Whether praised or criticized, what matters is being talked about. Once soone's image is firmly planted in people's minds, it becos easier to turn their feelings positive, regardless of their initial impression."}
And Adam had already laid plans for these specific conditions.
The White Whale, the Sin Archbishop of Sloth, the Sin Archbishop of Greed, the Great Rabbit — all these world-threatening calamities would be eliminated. Through praising Emilia's achievents, she would gradually win the people's acceptance.
Just like Natsuki in the Pride route, transferring all these accomplishnts to Emilia!
Though caution was needed — forcing growth too quickly would create a gap between her abilities and her position.
"Interesting, interesting, truly interesting, Al!" Priscilla licked her red lips, thoroughly enjoying Adam's performance.
Arrogant and confident, he spoke his mind freely, ignoring others' opinions and forcing submission through his unyielding attitude.
Most importantly, she sensed sothing in this man that mirrored her own nature.
— It was exactly the sa as the Divine Protection she herself possessed!
"Well well, that was quite the shocking statent, brother... Being targeted by The Princess isn't exactly a good thing."
Al's words made it clear — more than the Council of Wise n's difficult attitude, he worried about his princess's malicious interest in Adam.
This man showed not the slightest respect for Lugunica's ruling powers.
"Hmm, I sense no lies in his words." Crusch had the ability to easily detect if soone was lying.
This ant Adam held absolute confidence in Emilia becoming ruler — or rather, in his mind, it was an inevitability.
"Felix, you know him, don't you?"
"Yes, nyaa." Felix twitched his cat ears, pressing a finger to his lips thoughtfully. He whispered in Crusch's ear, "I t him before with Old Man Wilhelm, nyaa. Old Man Wilhelm spoke highly of him, saying he's a powerful and ambitious swordsman. I sensed vast holy power within him, equal to mine, though he's not skilled in Gate healing. That's all I know, nyaa."
"I see, thank you for the information, Felix." Though Crusch hadn't learned much, Adam's words had certainly caught her interest.
"What's with that guy, being so full of himself when I've never even heard of him before?" Anastasia blinked her large eyes, her gaze fixed on Adam with unmistakable desire.
Her boundless appetite for acquisition had been stirred by his presence — she radiated an aura of wanting to possess him completely.
Julius stood behind her silently, studying the man's imperious bearing.
"Yahaha, well said!" Felt threw back her head and laughed without a trace of ladylike behavior, clapping her hands, "I see you in a new light, mister. That's right, give these people a good slap in the face!"
"Adam..." Reinhard's face showed concern. He could sense the man's determination and knew he had preparations in place, but he couldn't help worrying about this arrogant display before the nobles.
"Emilia, step forward! Once again declare your position and aspirations! Make sure everyone here can hear your voice!" Adam called out to the sowhat dazed silver-haired half-elf girl.
Emilia remained silent for a mont, rembering what he had told her and their experiences together. She no longer ran away.
Coming to the center of the hall and worried so might not hear, she deliberately used Magic.
"I, Emilia, will build a peaceful and equal nation! Whether they be slaves, mixed-bloods, or half-elves, I will create a country without class discrimination!"
Her cool voice echoed throughout the royal hall, reaching everyone's ears clearly as she proclaid her ideals once more.
"Well, that's how it is. Though they may look alike, Emilia is worlds apart from that witch. I hope you all won't rush to conclusions. Peace and justice have always been her wish! That concludes the statent from the lord I serve."
Adam finished his closing remarks.
At this mont, the entire Assembly Hall fell silent — so quiet that even the slightest footstep would create a harsh scraping sound.
Everyone maintained their silence, watching the two figures before them.
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