Warhammer Wizard

Voting is over!

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Everyone in the council chamber, both on and off the stage, silently counts during the voting process. When about three-quarters of the time has passed, the result has actually come out, with 220 votes in favor and the proposal passed.

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This is the number of votes required by the Imperial Parliament to pass the proposal, and when the vote is completed, it is far more than required.

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Now it's time to announce the results.

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Everyone's eyes were focused on the consul, Ren went to the voting table, stretched out his hand, and the gems in the two containers flew up, and the count was completed according to the process.

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He announced loudly: "271 votes in favor and 58 votes against. Governor Moserio, your proposal has been passed."

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Moserio stood up and saluted all around, "Thank you for your support."

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clap clap clap...

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Applause broke out in the conference hall. At first, the applause was relatively small, because the members were concerned about the Holy Soul Wizards on the stage, and soon everyone found that the Holy Soul Wizards could not make a sound, and the hall was filled with their own people, and the applause became more and more enthusiastic.

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"Congratulations, Archon!"

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"Your Excellency Ren is serving as a life-long consul, I support it, and I support it from the beginning!"

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"Master Consul will make the empire great again!"

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The members stood up to congratulate and couldn't wait to express their loyalty to Ren. Those who voted against were extremely angry and couldn't help but refute, but they were quickly overwhelmed by the shouts of Ren's supporters. They winced.

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There are also some opponents who glared at the MPs around them.

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"Traitor!"

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"You actually betrayed the Duke?"

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Previously, Nestu initiated the proposal to ban the Holy Soul Wizard from serving as the consul, and 85 members voted in favor, but only 58 voted against in this round of voting.

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This means that another 27 imperial parliamentarians have defected.

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Of course, these people are not the **** supporters of Rennes. Most of them are steered by the wind. Seeing that Rennes is irreversible, they changed their positions when they voted.

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There was a commotion in the chamber.

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Of the more than 300 imperial parliamentarians, some congratulated, some complimented, some argued with opposing parliamentarians, and some directly cursed.

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Most of the imperial parliamentarians sitting in the front row remained silent and looked at Ren on the stage.

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The proposal has only been passed in the Imperial Parliament, and it has to be submitted to the Supreme Council for a vote. If it was a few months ago when the Modus faction took control of the Supreme Council, of course there would not be any suspense, but now, the Ness faction and the Balance faction are allied, and the votes are tied.

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The Duke of Gray Eagle came prepared today.

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Although he was disgraced by the consul, he must have a high degree of confidence that he would dare to let Nestu initiate a proposal, and would never allow the Modus faction to succeed.

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At this moment, Ren raised his hand and pressed it down.

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The chamber fell silent within a second, even the blushing congressman immediately shut up, and everyone looked at the consul.

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Ren said, "Everyone, please sit down."

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The deputies hurried back to their seats.

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Ren stood in the middle of the stage, standing tall and straight, with burning eyes, his eyes slowly swept over the imperial parliamentarians under the stage, with a humble, gentle but firm smile on his face, every parliamentarian he saw , they are all looking up and showing their best side.

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"A lifetime consul is a huge honor, but also a heavy responsibility."

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"If possible, I would rather decline this title."

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Ren said loudly: "I was thinking when you voted just now, more than ten years ago, I was just a young man from the countryside and didn't understand anything. Ten years ago, I was the speaker of Wezeland in Modu, why? Suddenly came to Northrael and became a consul?"

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The deputies in the audience listened carefully.

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Almost everyone in the empire knows about the consul's experience, but speaking from his own mouth, it sounds very different.

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Ren's eyes were bright and he said firmly: "All this is for the empire, because I have this ability."

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"I can be a good consul, govern the empire, let the people of the empire live a better life, and lead everyone to conquer larger territories and gain more wealth. I sit in the position of the consul, and I don't think about doing it every day. Do better, and don’t dare to slack off a bit.”

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"Fortunately, during my tenure, I made some small achievements..."

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There was a burst of laughter from the audience.

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"Originally, I didn't plan to be re-elected. After this term ends, I will hand over the heavy responsibility to the new consul, and I will return to Glamorgan to rest for a few years." Ren's voice was a little lower.

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The congressmen whispered, but not many believed it.

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"However…"

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Ren's words changed, and his tone was high: "Everyone voted today to let me continue to be the consul, or the consul for life."

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"Although I don't want to take the position, I still take the responsibility of benefiting the country. Today, I am so popular that everyone has voted to let me serve as the life-long consul. In order to better benefit the people of the empire, I can only give up completely. Take responsibility for your own selfishness.”

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"If the Supreme Council passes a resolution, agreeing that I will serve as a life-long consul..."

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Ren paused.

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He looked at the holy soul wizards in the stands, looked serious, and said loudly: "I will do my best to give everything I have for the empire until the day I die!"

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clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap...

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The imperial parliamentarians stood up again and slapped their palms vigorously. The applause in the chamber was like a continuous tide, which lasted for several minutes.

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Ren waved his hands again and again, and the applause gradually subsided.

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He immediately lifted the barrier of the rune formation on the stage, allowing the projections of the Holy Soul Wizard and the Archmage to speak, and said loudly: "Everyone, the Imperial Council has just passed a proposal, and now it is up to me to submit it to the Supreme Council..."

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The words were interrupted as soon as they started.

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Tim Kennan said solemnly: "Ren, you don't need to say those hypocritical words here, I have already seen your arrogant ambitions."

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He turned his head to look at the Holy Soul wizards, "Can't you see it? He doesn't want to be a life-long consul, he wants to be an emperor!"

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The voice of Duke Grey Eagle resounded through the Imperial Chamber.

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The faces of the Holy Soul Wizards changed slightly.

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The imperial parliamentarians in the audience were in an uproar, but not everyone was surprised. Many people, especially Ren's supporters, were already psychologically prepared.

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There is only one difference between a life-long consul and an emperor. There is a supreme council on the head of the consul.

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If even the Supreme Council is controlled by Ren, what is the difference between him and the emperor?

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no difference!

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Ren Augustus is the actual emperor of Aureenther, and all that is left is a title, and he will be crowned in the future.

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But so what?

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Those who can become imperial parliamentarians are not stupid. No matter how dull the political sense is, they can guess Ren's ambition. They have cooperated with Ren in these years. Some have made a lot of money, some have climbed to high positions, and some have greatly increased their strength. Gained benefits that were never available in a lifetime.

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Whoever benefits them, they support whoever.

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Anyway, the supreme power of the empire is in the hands of the Supreme Council or in the hands of the emperor, it doesn't make any difference to them.

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Kneeling at the feet of the Holy Soul Wizard is kneeling, and kneeling at the feet of Ren is also kneeling. Since you have to kneel, it is better to kneel to the party that can bring you huge benefits.

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Whoever dares to oppose Ren and harm his own interests will be my enemy!

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When the imperial parliamentarians voted in favor, they had already figured it out.

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The Holy Soul Wizards also guessed Ren's intentions.

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Although some people were shocked by the title of "Emperor", everyone's reaction was not as intense as expected, and it fell silent for a few seconds.

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Tim Kennan heard his voice still echoing in the chamber, but there were very few responders. He found that many of the Imperial MPs in the audience looked at him with indifference. Suddenly, he was extremely angry at the same time. Felt something was wrong.

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"Master Kenan."

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Ren warned solemnly: "Today's Supreme Council was convened by yourself, please keep your demeanor so as not to lose your dignity."

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Tim Kennan's face was gloomy, and his eyes were fierce.

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The great sage Congerard asked aloud, "Ren, do you really want to be emperor?"

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"Great sage, this has nothing to do with our issue today." Ren avoided talking and continued: "The Imperial Parliament has submitted a proposal for me to be the life-long consul of the empire, and now I invite you to vote. Please agree. Raise your hand."

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After Ren said, he raised his right hand.

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The great sage sighed in a low voice, without raising his hand or speaking.

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The other Holy Spirit wizards are also hesitant.

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Ren's heart skipped a beat.

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Although I don't really need the approval of the Supreme Council, if the resolution is not passed, then the table will not be played. However, if it can be legally recognized by the Supreme Council, the subsequent enthronement and coronation will reduce the resistance and avoid a lot of verbal disputes. .

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The imperial parliamentarians in the chamber looked at the stage with bated breath.

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At this moment, a slender hand was raised, and everyone's eyes gathered, and found that it was Lady Oxilia, Duke of Qinghong!

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"Agreed." Oxilia was the first to say.

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Then two more people raised their hands.

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Master Oroin and Dean Sabra, they are only a little slower than Oxilia, it can be seen that their support for Ren is very firm.

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Then things froze for a few seconds.

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Some imperial congressmen couldn't help but whispered, they thought that the Modu faction had eight members, and the consuls could get at least half of the votes, but looking at this situation, the Holy Spirit wizards of the Modu faction seemed to have different ideas.

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The most surprising thing is that Master Anxi was not the first to raise his hand, he seemed to be hesitating.

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Ren did not go to see the teacher, but to the Prophet Medif.

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The Prophet has always been a die-hard member of the Modu faction. Now he has borrowed 50 million gold shields from himself, and has also helped him design and build a floating city. Logically speaking, the Prophet's vote will certainly not be a problem, but it seems that the some situations.

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"be opposed to."

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"be opposed to."

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Two consecutive disapprovals, from Tim Kennan and Kel Stone. After the two faction leaders expressed their opinions, a voice came from under the hood of Duke Ziyan: "Objection."

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The elf archmage, Youfu Ma, followed suit and said, "I oppose it."

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"Abstain."

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A different voice sounded, it was Master Huo Huai who was smoking his pipe dully, hesitating until now to make a decision. Abstaining, however, has the same effect as disapproval, so it has not caused much of a stir.

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"Objection." The great sage Congerard made a vote.

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Only Kronormanser and the Duke of Black Robe were left with the Nesser faction and the Balance faction without a vote.

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"Ugh…"

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Anseldorf sighed, and when Ren looked at him inquiringly, he finally raised his hand, "Agree."

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Five votes in favor, four against, and one abstention.

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Nine votes are required to pass the resolution.

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Ren ignored the Prophet Medifer for the time being, and looked directly at the Duke of Silver Star and the Queen of Storms. He turned his back to the imperial councillors in the audience, his eyes were sharp, and he put a lot of pressure on the sisters, but his tone was very relaxed and quiet. Said: "The two ladies still haven't voted?"

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Tim Kennan and Kell Stone were watching them too.

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The two looked a little flustered.

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Ren knew why, they were bought!

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The Duke of Silver Star had been in contact with Tim Kenan many times in the past few months. She thought she was doing it very secretly, but in fact, it was discovered by the brain-distributing chip that she hid in the floating city of "Erastro". The chip is integrated into the rune formation of the floating city, and she knows her movements well through this back door.

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Another piece of information was revealed in her conversation with Tim Kennan, that the Storm Queen was secretly close to Kelston.

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However, the two did not completely betray the Modus.

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The sisters only agreed to vote in favor of the proposal to ban the Holy Soul Wizard from serving as the consul, so that they could no longer be the consul.

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Eight votes from the Balancing faction and the Nether faction, plus two votes from the sisters, that's why Tim Kennan dared to ask Nestu to initiate a proposal in the Imperial Parliament.

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But last night, Ren went to Longshande and Jubilee Mountain respectively.

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"agree."

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"agree."

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The Duke of Silver Star and the Queen of Storms raised their hands together.

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Tim Kennan glared angrily, never expecting the Duke of Silver Star to go back on his words. Kelston's face was also sinking, staring at the Queen of Storms with a flash of aura in his eyes, then turned to Ren, and immediately understood that this was Ren's work behind the scenes again.

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A smile appeared on Ren's face.

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The Duke of Silver Star had no choice. When she bought the floating city, her offer included five votes in the Supreme Council. This was only the first time.

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As for the Queen of Storms, she only threw a cruel word: "If you dare to vote indiscriminately, the throne of the Duchy of Hohaven should be replaced."

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Sure enough, the sisters finally turned around.

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There are seven votes in favor!

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The two opposition leaders were shocked and angry, but before they could think about it, they heard a relatively unfamiliar voice say:

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"agree."

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Kelston turned his head and looked at him. He was immediately shocked and asked in a loud voice, "Cronomance, what are you doing?"

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The one who raised his hand in agreement was Krono Manser, who had just been promoted to the Holy Soul Wizard three months ago.

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He is now the master of Nether Floating City.

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Everyone thinks that Cronomance is a Nesser. After he entered the Supreme Council, he participated in several votes, and he was in the Nessian camp. The vote he added gave the two factions the confidence to fight against the Modu faction.

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But at the most critical moment, Crono Manser voted for Renne!

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"I am exercising my rights."

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Facing Kelston's questioning, Crono Manser did not flinch in the slightest. He held his hand steadily and took a very firm stand, "I agree with Rennes to serve as the consul for life."

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Kelston reprimanded: "As a student of Master Ogulevi, how dare you betray the Netherite faction!"

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"The teacher is gone." Kronormanser said calmly: "Now I am the controller of the Nesser Floating City, and I am responsible for the Nesser wizards and the people. The Nesser Floating City is the orthodox and the nether sect. Foundation, I am more qualified to lead the Netherite faction than you, so what about betrayal?"

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In other words, he is the leader of the Netherite faction!

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"well said!"

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Ren echoed loudly, "The leader of the Netherite faction must be the Netherite wizard. I support Lord Cronomance."

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"you…"

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Kelston was about to be blown up.

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He finally understood that Cronomance had colluded with Ren for a long time, and the obedience of the previous months was all fake. After Krono Manser was promoted to the Holy Soul Wizard, he never stepped out of the Nether Floating City. He only communicated with projection techniques, and he was unable to discern his thoughts.

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From the beginning, Cronomance was Ren's man.

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The imperial parliamentarians also reacted and couldn't help being more in awe of the consul's methods, and even the Holy Soul Wizard became his pawn.

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Eight votes!

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As long as there is one more vote in favor, the resolution can be passed.

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There are still no votes left for the Prophet Mediver and the Duke of Black Robe. Who knows, Lord Prophet is a staunch member of the Modus faction. Since entering the Supreme Council, he has never opposed the Modus faction, and has always followed in the footsteps of Master Anxi. .

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Everyone looked at the Prophet Medif, waiting for him to raise his hand and cast his last vote in favor. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

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Amid all the attention, Medivh whispered, "Abstain."

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"what…"

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"what happened?"

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"Did I hear it wrong? What is Lord Prophet thinking?"

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"Could it be that the Prophet foretold something, so he changed his position?"

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The imperial congressmen in the audience suddenly turned into a pot of porridge, and people were stunned, wondering why there was a problem with the most stable ticket.

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The Holy Soul Wizards were also very surprised.

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Ren frowned. Although he had expected that the Prophet might change, he was still extremely unhappy when a situation beyond his control occurred.

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Tim Kennan was very surprised, and obviously he didn't know that Mediffer would abstain.

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Kelly Stone was ecstatic.

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Now as long as the Black Robe Duke Tuzre votes against, the proposal will be rejected.

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The holy soul wizards of the Netherite faction and the balance faction, including the members of the Modu faction, were secretly relieved. They really did not want to see Ren as the life-long consul. Although they voted in favor for various reasons, It also means huge risks in the future.

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Before their thoughts could fall, a pale hand raised up.

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The Duke of Heipao said in a low voice, "Agree."

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