In just a few minutes of silence.

There are many strategies flashing in the minds of the monarchs, and their choices will determine the future of their own lineage.

These ideas all have one thing in common.

They all revolve around the new king, who has been chosen.

"Gentlemen, prepare to meet our king. "

Lorelei broke the silence of the resolution.

She was still as majestic as ever, but there seemed to be a hint of unwillingness and bitterness in it.

Barthomero took the initiative to speak.

Naturally, the other monarchs had no objections.

Soon, the clock tower will send someone to bring the new king.

As long as the new king is still in this British island, the network of information formed by the twelve monarchs will not be missed.

"O great Britain, tell me—

You said that the twelve families no longer choose the range of "eight or nine zero", that is, you were planning to pick out the new king of Britain among the twelve families?"

Lorelei crossed her fingers to support her head.

She grasped the key information given in the previous Britannica.

She wanted an answer to that.

—Recognition. "

It is precisely because Moran Edelfeldt has come to Britain that I exclude all candidates. "

"If Moran Edelfeldt hadn't returned to Britain, the last person to meet my criteria would have been Lorelei Barsermelo of the Twelve Monarchs. That is, you.

But, alas, I only exist to maintain Britain, so I will only choose the king who is best suited to Britain. "

It's like seeing through Lorelai's thoughts.

Britain, which simulates personality consciousness, speaks the message in one breath, and its telling of the truth is even more poignant.

Admit positively that no one can overcome this new king.

It almost means that everything that the twelve families present have is far less than what Moran can bring to Britain.

"Whew..."

Lorelei exhaled deeply.

The full chest wrapped in the dress rises and falls slightly, and the delicate neck like a swan is like a surge of qi and blood.

The other side is the oldest British will.

It is where their great source is.

Lorelei was told by her ancestors since she was a child that she was a magician born to be perfected, and that she was the closest person to the British throne.

It's okay if Britain doesn't say it directly.

She will think that she is not able to ascend the throne because of other shortcomings.

Britain, however, is straight to the point.

The person who was supposed to be chosen was indeed her.

Just because, this man recently returned to the clock tower, Britain directly changed his mind.

Switch to Lorelei's point of view.

I'm afraid, no one can accept it.

"Monarch Barsermero..."

"Yes, I will be loyal to the king, like my ancestors, to the king who will eventually bring glory to me. "

There was no confusion in Lorelai's beautiful eyes.

Even when she was told that she couldn't be crowned, she didn't waver.,She still maintains her composure as the queen of the clock tower.。

The other monarchs couldn't help but admire it.

Although she is just a girl in appearance, she has an extraordinary personality that does not match it.

Sure enough, Moran waited in the Ermelo classroom.

After Britain informed him of his name.

Within minutes, several magicians entered the classroom, and they received orders to lead Moran to the resolution room.

At this point in time, he was invited to participate in the crown decision.

Anyone can guess what's going on.

"Lord Moran, we will take you to the crown decision, and the monarchs are waiting for you there. "

"Hey, it's still coming. "

Moran got up from his seat rather helplessly.

He left with the awe-inspiring gazes of the magicians, leaving Webb and the others in the classroom to continue watching the video.

At this time when everyone is focused and waiting for the announcement.

No one will notice that they are going underground.

The Magic Society has always referred to itself as the Clock Tower, and the Clock Tower naturally makes people think that it stands on the surface of the earth.

However, the true body of the clock tower is located underground.

In recent years, the rapid development of science and technology has allowed the clock tower to build some more facilities on the surface, but even so, the clock tower still has several times more facilities underground than on the ground.

It can be said that it is a magnificent school city...

In addition to the school city, the clock tower also has Magisfia, a mining city dedicated to the exploration of the Albion Spirit Cave. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

However, compared to the Albion Spirit Cave.

This is nothing more than the surface of the surface.

The coordinates of the Albion Cave are not fixed and are not strictly regulated by the human territory on the ground.

It will sway, moving coordinates irregularly.

This coordinate change is like the quantum movement of modern science.

Because it does not need to be dependent on reality, it can appear anywhere. Part of the terrain of the Spirit Tomb of Albion, which was originally located tens of kilometers underground, can also exist near the surface.

If an ordinary person enters the Albion Spirit Cave.

That's a dead end.

Survival is no less difficult than surviving in another space, and every minute and second may be stuck in the gap between space and realm.

Although it is extremely unreasonable.

However, the Albion Spirit Cave, the isolated space itself, is wandering. It's shifting in space all the time.

There is no way to dig by physical means.

The Clock Tower has always relied on mystical technology to explore the unknown of Albion's Spirit Cave.

If someone can explore the Albion Spirit Cave alone and survive it intact, such a person will also be named the Spirit Cave Survivor and gain great prestige in the mercenary world.

At this moment, Moran is diving in the crack with the magicians.

They 0.9 continue to penetrate deeper into the strata of the ancient heart.

The Albion Cave rejects all outside interference, and magic from the outside world cannot pass.

Every time you want to enter, you can only walk.

Constant diving through large fissures is already quite fast.

The door creaked and scraped.

The magicians who led the way pushed open the door together, and this was Moran's first time in the resolution room.

The ancestors of the clock tower visited Britain and made a blood pact.

By then, Moran was already retired.

The first king to rule the Clock Tower was Artoria, and Moran and his wives only helped draft the blood deeds.

Moran looks around like a garden.

The moment he walked into this space, he felt twelve pairs of eyes shining on his body.